It was a signal of the beginning of the battle, and the elven people, full of rage, began to run out from all sides of the village, and in their hands they held the weapons of the Ba'ntu soldiers who had died at the hands of Yasinger, and suddenly the 1,500 soldiers brought by General Fren fell into panic.

If a strong warrior can't even stand on his feet, he can't keep him strong!

The same is true of the soldiers under Fren, the magic of the ground only limits their ability to move, the actual number of people killed is actually less than two hundred, but it paralyzes everyone's ability to fight, more than a hundred angry elves against these more than a thousand soldiers who can't move smoothly, such a battle is fair.

"Let's go, Charlotte. "The battle began, Yasinger and Charlotte also moved towards the village, their opponent was the three magicians brought by Fren, even if they lost the ability to move, the magicians were still quite harmful, so Yasinger needed to deal with it himself.

In the elven village, the Baentu soldiers who were in a chaotic camp didn't know what to do, but as a general, Fren rode on his horse and shouted loudly, "Don't panic, deploy a defensive shield array in squadron mode, open a triangular camp and protect the magician inside!"

The commander's words had a certain control, and soon the panicked soldiers began to prepare for defense in an orderly manner, and the wide shields hid them inside, this defensive phalanx had a decisive advantage even in the face of the same number of enemies, and when the more than a hundred elves rushed down, they didn't know how to break through.

"Archers prepare!" Fren knew that this was a trick played by the elves, and quickly returned to his old self and began to skillfully command the soldiers in battle.

'Double Thunder Scattered Thunder Blast!'

(The second-order high-level magic, which creates a number of magic thunderballs to attack forward, has explosive properties and lethality, and is a general-purpose combat type magic.) ）

Boom, boom.

With the explosion of the magic thunderball, the camp that had been prepared for defense was torn open, more than twenty soldiers were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and many more soldiers were temporarily unable to move due to the paralysis caused by the thunder attribute magic.

"Rush in!"

Carl Fergus, the elven village chief, saw the opportunity to rush into the enemy camp first, and the series of movements did not show that he was already an old man or that he was still wounded, perhaps because the accumulated resentment towards the kingdom of Baentu had surpassed the physical pain.

"There are magicians on the other side, everyone pay attention!" At this time, Fren remembered that according to the soldier's report, there were still two magicians in the elven village, but this time he brought three magicians over just in case.

'Wind Blade!'

'Poisonous Thorn!'

The two second-order high-level magicians watched as the camp was broken through, and cast magic one after another to stop the elves who rushed in.

'Shadow Absorption!'

(A third-order high-level magic that absorbs and transfers the magic cast by the opponent through the shadow.) ）

Charlotte had already appeared in the camp of the elves before the other party's attack, according to Yasinger's instructions, this battle required the elves to unilaterally slaughter the soldiers of Baentu, to stimulate their subconscious bravery, but Charlotte needed to protect the more than 100 elves from too many casualties.

"Third Order?!"

Seeing that the magic they released was easily dissolved by the other party, the two magicians expected that the other's magic level was much higher than their own, but the war had begun, and the two of them had no room to escape, so they could only bite the bullet.

On the other side, Yasinger had already found the only third-order magician in this army, which was Yasinger's goal, but this magician was with General Fren at this time.

Fren could see that Yasinger was a very special person, and people who had been fighting on the battlefield all year round had always seen people more accurately, and this time Fren didn't look away.

As a third-order warrior, Fu Lun and the third-order magician surrounded Yasinger, and the battle between them was a battle between the generals, and the surrounding soldiers were also very interested in giving up the place.

"Please give your name before you do it, young man. Fren looked at the young man in front of him, how could he have such ability to provoke the rebellion of the elves, and it was surprising to see that he was a relatively high-level magician, Fren thought in his heart that if possible, he would try to persuade this person to join the camp of his country, then his status would also increase.

"My name doesn't matter anymore, come, and offer your head to be the cornerstone of my new kingdom. Yasinger smiled presumptuously.

"Stupid!" Flon rode his horse when he heard Yasinger's arrogant words, and the blade of his sword went straight to Yasinger's head.

"Primary Mana Crystal Shield!"

The transparent crystal-shaped magic formed a defensive barrier more than a person high, and Fren's sword failed to truly take Yasinger's life.

'Crystal Gladius!'

Behind Fren, the third-order magician began to use medium-range magic to aid his general.

The cone-shaped armor-piercing magic was nailed to Arsinger's crystalline shield, and it didn't take a few blows before the defensive barrier was cracked.

'Martial Arts Gravity!'

Seeing that there was only a little bit left of the barrier, Fren used his warrior martial arts to completely destroy the last trace of resistance, and then walked towards Yasinger again, he was completely confident that he could kill this person at such a close distance, which was the absolute advantage of warriors against magicians.

'Magic Crystal: Rashomon!'

(Third-order high-level magic, top-level defensive magic, as the magic power increases, you can continue to create different levels of Rashomon.) ）

Yasinger was not afraid of Fren's closeness at all, summoning the means of defense that he was more proud of, although it was a substitute for the 'Five Shoshomon' in his heyday, it was enough to deal with these little minions.

Bang dang!

The moment Furlen looked at Yasinger, a metal shield with the image of a demon appeared in front of him and blocked the sword, and there were two scale-like things on the left and right of the demon mask that clanged against the edge of the shield, and the sound was unusually heavy.

The third-order magician on the other side continued to assist from a distance, but unfortunately this time his magic failed to break through Yasinger's Rashomon, and even the magic shield outside the Rashohon Gate was not broken.

"This can't be!" the third-order magician shouted in surprise, even an existence two levels higher than him could not have even a trace after receiving his magic attack, what kind of person is this guy!

Yasinger didn't have the leisure to talk nonsense with these two guys, and looked back at the battle situation in the elf village, although the soldiers of Baentu were restricted in their movements, but they were still professionally trained soldiers, much stronger than the elves, most of these elves had never held weapons before and didn't even know how to fight, Yazinger created the biggest advantage for them, but they couldn't beat the experienced opponents, more than a hundred elves were killed and wounded in a blink of an eye, and half of the soldiers of Oentu were killed and wounded at most.

"Hey. ”

Yasinger sighed, it is useless if there are no decent soldiers in a good general, there is no way to solve this matter on his own now.

Syllable!

Yasinger's palms closed together and then slowly opened, and a small magic array emerged between his palms, and in order to achieve the decisive goal, it was necessary to use suppressive force, so this was Yasinger's final resort.

'Stage 5: Forbidden Chapter: Banshee's Cry!'

Extraordinary times of course need to use extraordinary means, Yasinger has saved a part of his magic power and will pour all his next into this fifth stage of advanced magic, this magic is also the first dark attribute magic given to him by his best friend, this magic does not have any destructive and auxiliary effects, its only purpose is to kill the enemy, simple magic with powerful lethality.

A piercing chirp was heard, and a shrill voice pierced the night sky like a long arrow piercing everyone's eardrums.

Fren only felt that his head seemed to be leaning back, this head was almost bursting, not only the pain could explain, the eardrums in both ears were shocked and he couldn't hear any sound, Fren desperately blocked his ears with his hands but it was useless, after the eardrums were broken, blood flowed down his hand covering his ears, and then the nose, eyes... As long as the head is the part of the head starts to bleed......

Thousands of soldiers in the elven village are covering their ears like this, their bodies curl up and fall to the ground, as long as they can reduce the pain, they can do any action, but it is useless, one soldier no longer moves, two soldiers no longer move, hundreds of soldiers lost their lives, their deaths are all because the eardrum was torn, the nerves in the brain were shattered, and one by one fell crookedly in the elf village.

Fren has lost most of his bodily functions, his eyes can no longer see clearly, but he can still rely on instinct to half-kneel on the ground,