When Wuqi, Na Ke Lulu and Xiao Bai and his party entered the Secret Ancient Forest, they didn't know that a brutal battle was going on inside this seemingly peaceful forest at this time, and this was not a one-person battle, nor was it a small battle between the beast tamers and the monsters in the Hundred Beast Forest who tried to tame the rare magical beasts. It was a real war, a veritable war of aggression.

It was not the Warcraft that invaded the humans, but the humans, with their strength strong enough to be proud of, attempted to encroach on this forest that had maintained peace on the Ottoman border for thousands of years.

Ironically, the real cause of this war is not because of the sins of the forest, but because of the existence of a race with the same history as the forest, which gives these humans the ambition, even delusion, to try to subdue this group of living beings.

The elves live in the most central part of the Dense Ancient Forest, covering less than a tenth of the entire forest. But the reason why this forest is different is precisely because of the existence of a group of elves who look similar to humans but are completely different from living in the forest.

It was naturally the Ottoman Empire that invaded the elven clan and sent troops, but this was not what the sword saint Abel meant, let alone the topic he cared about. The people who really want to invade, and who have already begun to invade, and are confident in this invasion, and who intend to subdue the elves after the war and seize the art that the elves have passed down for generations, are from the Ottoman Empire.

Or it can be said that the person who intends to subdue the elves and organize them into their own special squad, or train a group of powerful archers through the elven race's generational archery skills, is a person who serves in the army of the Ottoman Empire, and his position on the border is still one of the best in the world.

Lop, the commander-in-chief of this war of aggression, was taking a nap in the command tent with great excitement at this time, his eyes slightly closed, but a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth from time to time. If it weren't for someone who knew him, they would definitely think that the chief was resting at this time.

The middle-aged bearded swordsman sitting next to him with a nervous face held the scabbard at his waist while looking at the entrance of the tent with a worried mood, and his throat kept swallowing saliva, as if he was very thirsty now, but he didn't even take a sip of the coffee in front of his table, which couldn't help but make people feel a little weird.

In fact, Le P knew very well what his most capable subordinate was worried about. "Don't worry. It's fine. After noon, the elven house ceased to exist. Our odds are 100 percent. Feeling that the atmosphere was a little dull, Lepp slowly opened his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a chuckle.

The appearance is very casual, and there is no brilliance in his eyes, but the confidence on his face is overflowing.

The bearded man glanced up at his boss slightly, then immediately lowered his head, and said in a somewhat uneasy mood: "Lord Lepp, I always feel that there is an ominous premonition that will happen. I know that there will be no mistakes in your battle, but today I don't know what happened to Lu Dao, I just can't calm down. ”

"You. Lop knew who the bearded man was, but even though he knew the other party very well, he was still very dissatisfied with the other party's answer, and couldn't help but accuse the other party.

The bearded swordsman had been in the army for more than thirty years. Now that the other party has turned forty years old, a forty-year-old veteran was brave and fearless when he was a soldier in the past, but after becoming an adjutant, he suddenly looked forward and backward like a girl.

This couldn't help but make Lepp's heart a little angry, but this unhappiness was just like a meteor, flashing in his eyes, and he immediately shook his head silently, and said flatly: "Don't worry." Don't forget, I personally commanded the battle today.

The archers of the elven clan are indeed very strong, but unfortunately, those old elves whose strength has reached the level of master have died of old age not long ago. It is precisely because of this that I started this war. Now they have no foreign aid, and there is no strong person in their own race to protect them, in this case, we will not lose. Today we will win!"

Lepp's words are sonorous and powerful, his voice is deep, his face is full of unshakable confidence, and an unshakable momentum suddenly spreads out when he talks casually. The bearded swordsman was immediately infected by this momentum, his brows that had been deeply locked because of uneasiness finally relaxed immediately, and the whole person instantly seemed to be suddenly injected with some kind of force, his eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement and said: "My lord is right!"

At this time, a soldier ran into the camp tent excitedly, and as soon as he saw Lop, he immediately knelt down on one knee, clenched his fists and said, his tone was very excited, "Report to your lordship! The soldiers who were in ambush in the east, west, and north directions of the elven house have successfully captured the elves who tried to escape in vain, and all the elves who were not captured have been driven back to the elven house by us."

And the swordsman team that has been sneaking secretly in the south has just successfully infiltrated the elven house, started a fight, and has found the target, the old patriarch of the elven clan. At present, we have not succeeded in killing the old patriarch of the elven clan, but we are now in the most advantageous position of the situation, so please give instructions on the next step. ”

As soon as the soldier's words fell, the bearded swordsman's face immediately became more smiling, and Le P even smiled unabashedly, waved his hand lightly, and said with a smile: "Okay! Now immediately let the three-way army ambushed in the east, south, and north attack together, as long as you kill the patriarch of the elven clan." The rest of the elven tribesmen were taken prisoner as long as they were willing to surrender. ”

"Yes. The soldiers were ordered to quickly exit the camp, and the inside of Lerp's tent fell silent again, but unlike at the beginning, this time the silence no longer carried any ominous atmosphere, but only the excitement and excitement that filled the surroundings because of the smooth development of the battle.

In the center of the Ancient Forest, a center that covers less than a tenth of the entire forest, a bloody and brutal skirmish is taking place.

Here, the originally peaceful elves lost their original gentleness in their eyes, replaced by eyes red from anger, and even a trace of lingering resentment in their eyes.

A team of more than twenty junior swordsmen was fighting frantically in the elven house, wielding their long swords as if cutting tofu, mercilessly slashing every elven clan member who passed by. From young children to old men, even pregnant elven women are not spared.

The scene was very bloody, and it was extremely cruel. From the old to the youngest, the elves are all geniuses with superb bowing, but unfortunately, no matter how high the bow and arrow skills are, they can't avoid the disadvantages of archers in hand-to-hand combat.

Seeing their mothers, children, and even wives die in the fall of a long sword, all the elven youths picked up the bows and arrows in their hands that they had to train every day, and shot wildly at these humans who had angered them.

The archery of the elven clan has been passed down for many years, and the strength is very terrifying, when all the young people in the clan are united, the battlefield that can only hear the screams of their own people immediately has more than ten humanoid hedgehogs in a storm of arrows.

Half of the more than 20 swordsmen of the swordsmanship team died in an instant, but the remaining half of the swordsmen, like puppets who had no timidity at all, actually stepped forward with their swords regardless of life or death, as if they were madmen who didn't understand how important life was.

"Ding, ding!" A swordsman successfully used his sword to block two feather arrows aimed at his eyes, but his heart was directly shot by three feather arrows at the same time, and the joy on his face had just been revealed, and before he could feel the pain, he was already dead in an instant.

"Puff puff!" he fell, and the four companions around him were not as lucky as him. Even though he had used all his strength to swing his long sword frantically, he didn't even block a feather arrow and directly turned into four humanoid hedgehogs, and fell directly to the ground.

A young swordsman with an extremely skillful dodge and excellent luck was lucky to survive and not be killed by the second wave of arrows, but his right arm and legs still had three arrows dripping with blood stuck in his right arm.

The third wave of arrows struck, and the young man knew that he could not survive, so he no longer dodged, but instead spotted an elven man closest to him, stepped forward, and released his strongest trick like lightning.

A miserable scream sounded from the mouth of the elven youth, and his whole body was immediately like a piece of tofu, which was directly cut off by the desperate swordsman, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, he died so suddenly. Of course, at the same time as he died, several elven archers around him could not dodge and suffered a tragic end of being beheaded together. ,

The young swordsman raised his head and let out a cry of joy, he felt that he had become the luckiest person in the third wave of arrow rain this time, but he had just let out that shout, and the cry turned into a muffled snort in an instant.

The young swordsman's face suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and then his expression was fixed forever at that moment. A feathered arrow shot straight into the back of his head, piercing through his eyebrows, and the arrow was covered with white goo and thick blood.

The battle in the Elven House was soon over, but when these elven youths joined forces to kill the invaders formed by just two dozen swordsmen, there was no trace of joy on their faces because of the victory, and they didn't even cheer alone.

Because just when all the twenty or so powerful human swordsmen fell to the ground, almost all the elves who participated in the battle saw that the dense army of ants was surging towards their homeland from all directions like a torrent.

When all the elven clansmen saw this scene, a trace of irrepressible fear rose in their hearts, but this fear was strangely transformed into strength under the old patriarch's shout.

However, what made them desperate was that when these elves picked up the longbows in their hands at the same time and planned to fight to the death, they painfully found that these humans who were slowly approaching their homes like an army of devils were all fully armed. Not to mention the heavy armor that almost wrapped the whole body without a single gap, he actually walked like flying, and like the more than twenty light-armored swordsmen just now, all of them held long swords in their hands, and the fierce light in their eyes flashed constantly.

"Hus, take your brother with you! They haven't found out that you are the current patriarch of our family, and as long as you and Shuma live, our elven clan will not be extinct. Let's go!" the old patriarch's heart trembled suddenly, he suddenly turned around, looked at his own grandson who had been protecting him like a guardian saint with an extremely nervous expression, and spoke.

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