A shout was ordered, and the bloody wind and blood rained.

At the same time that Lerp's furious roar entered the sky above the elven house, almost all the heavily armored swordsmen's bodies couldn't help but tremble.

There are those who are terrified of the battle that is coming and have already come, there are those who are born with a certain obsession with fighting, there are recruits who are excited to see that they are about to win the honor of the first battle, and there are veterans who feel numb to the future of corpses and blood.

But no matter which one it is, no one has the ability to resist this order, "Kill !!" As the first young swordsman with strong blood and strength rushed out of the army of heavily armored swordsmen with a long sword in his hand, the other swordsman armies behind him were all like sheep pulled by the leader, and after letting out a bold roar in unison, like a large number of ant colonies, they went crazy from the east, west, and north directions to the elven house in front of them.

All the people of the elven clan moved unusually neatly, and their eyes at this moment had never been so calm as they are now, just like a calm lake, like a mirror, without a trace of waves. Pull the bow and wind it, aim at the target, and release the arrow. All the elves did the same thing, their arrows and their eyes determined.

When an arrow comes out, they don't feel any joy when the feather arrow successfully pierces the head of a swordsman, but they are all like machines without any emotion, shooting one arrow and then releasing another arrow. But they are not real machines, but everyone keeps releasing arrows while constantly telling themselves in their hearts: I want to hold on a little longer, I must hold on longer.

The encouragement of the old patriarch obviously had the best effect, and those who had two hearts at the beginning had bravely stood on the outskirts of their homeland at this time, trying to protect the territory that belonged to them with their bows and arrows. And those who have always been loyal to the elven family are also inspired by the courage of these companions who originally had two hearts to kill the enemy, and become more courageous and terrifying.

Yes, it is not an exaggeration to describe these elves at this time with the word terrible.

The human army of swordsmen is very large, but they are only swordsmen after all, and the biggest advantage of swordsmen is that they are extremely strong in close combat, but the biggest disadvantage of swordsmen is precisely their biggest and even the most fatal weakness. Before there was no closeness, no matter how strong a swordsman was, there was no difference between an ordinary person who was powerless.

Of course, this refers specifically to the frenzied attack of the elves, a race that has been studying archery since ancient times. In order to protect the homeland, in order to delay for a longer period of time, so that the bloodline of the elves can continue, and the most elite bloodline, all the elves are killed one by one.

As the army of swordsmen in front of them got closer and closer, the speed at which they pulled their bows and arrows became faster and faster, so fast that they could almost see the afterimage of drawing their bows and arrows with the naked eye. A large rain of arrows rained down from the sky, and some even went directly horizontally, like a huge wall, frantically rushing towards the swordsmen who were rapidly approaching the elven house step by step.

When the rain of arrows falls, a large number of screams will inevitably sound in the army of human swordsmen, and at the same time, in the place where the rain of arrows falls, there will also be a large body full of arrows, and the corpse that is shot like a hedgehog. There are veterans who have lived for more than half a hundred, there are also recruits who are in the prime of life, and even young swordsmen who are not yet minors.

Swordsmen of different ages fall, accompanied by the eyes that represent different emotions when they fall, including unwillingness, self-deprecation, and relief.

But no matter who fell, no matter how many swordsmen fell, almost every swordsman who fell under the terrifying attack of the elves had a common gaze in their eyes, and this gaze could not be concealed, and there was no need to conceal it, because they were already dead.

Astonished! Yes, just stunned!

Whether it was a swordsman who was shot into a hedgehog by a rain of arrows, or a swordsman who was only pierced through the heart or the center of his eyebrows by a feathered arrow, his eyes widened in disbelief. They knew exactly what the heavy armor they were wearing meant to be armor that they had undergone countless tests to ensure that they could not be harmed by the archers' full fire. ,

However, what made them unbelievable was that their armor was like a thin piece of paper in front of these elves, and they didn't have the slightest resistance. Not only were the fallen swordsmen stunned, but the soldiers who had survived the rain of arrows were equally stunned, even more terrified than their already exhausted companions.

What kind of archery is this? It's so terrifying!

Almost all the soldiers had the idea of running away at the same time, but just as this thought of them became stronger and stronger, and when they saw that their companions were the only ones who died, there was a sudden sound in their ears and above the battlefield that made them have to continue fighting.

"Flee or die! Whoever kills the patriarch of the elves, I, the Marquis of Lepp, will reward him with the title of baron, and promote him to my deputy. ”

As soon as these words came out, both the swordsmen who were shaken in their hearts and the numb soldiers who had been invaded by fear all lit up, and their hearts were extremely excited to speed up their advances, and the battle situation suddenly became more tragic.

Seeing the speed and number of casualties of the human army rapidly superimposing, the people of the elven clan not only did not have the slightest joy in their hearts, but frowned more and more. With such a long history, their bow skills are naturally not comparable to that of humans.

Even with the same strength, the elven archers are much stronger than the human archers, because their bowery skills have reached a wonderful level. Not only are bows and arrows much more powerful than ordinary human archers, but they are also faster and more accurate.

But no matter how powerful the bow is, it is impossible to rely on a feather arrow to shoot through the armor of a heavy swordsman at a long distance, and the reason why the armor of a heavy armor swordsman seems to be as weak as a piece of paper in front of these elven people is not that the elven people's archery is terrible, but that every arrow they just shot contains a kind of energy.

Every shot seems to be no different from ordinary archery, but it is not so simple, every time you pull the bow and wind it, and release the arrow from your hand, it is a process of preparing and releasing your tricks. That's why the situation was so favorable at the beginning, and even the difference was obvious.

But the use of special moves must rely on physical strength, no matter how much physical strength is not unlimited, the human army is as fragile as a sheep under the mouth of a wolf under every shot of the elven clansmen, without the slightest resistance. However, the speed at which the human army is advancing has not stopped, and even increased at a faster rate.

Just taking advantage of the moment when the human army in the distance fell a large number of soldiers under the previous wave of arrows, and secretly rested for a while, the elves saw those humans who were lucky enough to survive under the rain of arrows rushing towards them at a faster speed.

It seems that they are not afraid of life and death at all, and all the elven people who saw this scene were shocked at the same time, not afraid or panicked, but their hearts were like a stone that suddenly fell into the water, sinking to the bottom.

Even the sweat on his face was so heavy that he seemed to have just stepped out of the water, and his eyes were wet, so he didn't dare to wipe it, but after taking a deep breath, he pulled out his longbow again and released a feather arrow with a faint green light. This is the situation of all the elven clansmen in the elven house who are still stubbornly resisting at this time.

They were not afraid, and no one was lazy, and even every elven clan devoted all their hearts and minds to the great cause of defending their homeland to the death, burning their enthusiasm and sweat, and even their lives.

Every Elven Clansman has taken the art of bows and arrows inherited from ancient times to the extreme, and they have indeed managed to terrify the human armies in the distance.

However, compared to the human army that was far superior to his own, the number of elves with a mere two hundred people was too small. Every time they worked hard to shoot an enemy, it was as if they had slapped a strong man lightly, and it didn't hurt at all.

When they felt that their physical strength was running out, but they did not hesitate to release a new round of arrow rain and shoot more than two hundred human heavy armored swordsmen, all the elven clansmen felt a feeling of prostration, and at the same time, they looked at it, and the human race actually hesitated for a moment, and then rushed up again like dense and countless ants. ,

At this moment, all the elven clansmen understood one thing in their hearts, including the old patriarch, everyone's eyes flashed a trace of undisguised sadness in an instant, but in an instant, they did not hesitate to pull their bows again, and shot arrows at the endless enemy, and a fierce rain of arrows fell on the sky above the human army again.

This is the last wave of arrows, and it is also a sign that the situation on the battlefield has changed dramatically. When a swordsman found that the bows and arrows of the elven tribesmen were no longer dense, but had become weak, he immediately shouted excitedly, and rushed forward with his sword in his hand.

But just as he wanted to scream and tell his companion about this astonishing discovery, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he heard only a "poof", and there was a muffled sound in his ears like thunder, and he didn't even have time to snort, and his eyes fell in astonishment on top of the corpses of his companions, dead, and at the same time a feathered arrow with a light blue glow was stuck in his eyebrows.

"Cheer up, everyone! We haven't lost yet! We can still resist!" the old patriarch slowly lowered the longbow in his hand and stared coldly at the human swordsman who was trying to reveal the weak secret of their elven clan at this time.

Then he turned to look at the people around him who were resisting bravely, whether they were teenagers, young people, or women, and said loudly in his old voice, "I know that everyone is very tired now. Me too, but even if we don't have archery, we can fight again.

Don't be afraid just because the enemy is a powerful swordsman in close quarters, pick up the feather arrow in our hand, and with a little bit of energy, it can also be used to pierce the enemy's throat in close combat! ”

After speaking, the old patriarch watched his patriarch slowly raise the feather arrow in his hand with bright eyes, at this moment, he seemed to be hundreds of years younger all of a sudden, and returned to the peak of his strength in his youth. While saying these words just now, he also seemed to feel that his heart was full of strength, and although he lacked physical strength, his heart was always strong.

And it was his words that made the human army become full of obstacles and difficulties after successfully rushing into the elven house, which should have been slaughtered like cutting vegetables and mowing grass. There have even been cases where human swordsmen who are good at hand-to-hand combat have been assassinated by elves who have never been trained in hand-to-hand combat.

The situation turned from tragic to fierce in an instant, but no matter how stubborn the resistance of the elves was, the elves who were good at long-range combat were still no match for the human swordsmen who were good at close combat. Moreover, there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and us, and the resistance of the elven clansmen cannot have any effect on changing the tide of battle. They are only slowing down the invasion of their homeland by these human armies.

With the muffled snort of the man and the screams of the woman, the number of the elven clansmen, who were only more than two hundred in total, instantly decreased to the level of only a dozen people, including the old patriarch, and most of them were still young women and thin children.

In this case, no matter who they are, they will feel that they should cry bitterly, and even have a look of despair in their eyes that the race is about to be wiped out.

But what is very strange is that seeing their relatives and friends dying tragically in front of their eyes, all the surviving elves, including the old patriarch, could not see a trace of sadness on their faces, but some just smiled indifferently in the face of life and death, and the smile was still very indifferent.

All of a sudden, all the human swordsmen who saw this scene couldn't help but be stunned, the atmosphere instantly became weird, and the silence made people tremble a little, and they were silent for a long time, none of the swordsmen dared to step forward, they just carefully surrounded the group of elves in the middle, and their eyes were uncertain.

You can still laugh at this time, is there a trick?

In an instant, almost all the human sergeants were secretly in their hearts at this moment.

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