The other two Horneed Beast Riders were not hit at the first time, and had enough reaction time to regain their height, but the eight-sided prism at the top of the Prism Tower was ghostly, and several dazzling rays of light burst out, and the Wildebeest was swept into its wings, and fell towards the oasis with a whimper with its riders, and countless desert soldiers could be seen brandishing scimitars and swarming towards the fall point like locusts.

"Hell!" said he almost smashed the telescope in his hand.

He had just seen clearly that the dazzling light was refracted from the prisms at the spire, several of which formed a network of firepower, and the range was very long, at least 600 meters according to visual inspection.

"Daisy!Catril!" the elven officer's face turned green, the brutality and bloodlust of desert humans are well known, and God knows what will happen if they fall into their hands.

"We have to go in and save people!We must not let the robe fall into the hands of the enemy!" The elven officer was already trying his best to control his emotions, but the bruises on his face still revealed his true thoughts: "All the elves obey the order!

All the elves in the wing suddenly stood up, their bodies much weaker than the orcs stood straight, and their faces were full of righteousness, this was a team of faith.

"The enemy has relatively advanced weapons, we must carefully consider the level of attack!" Silver Ash accentuated his tone, hard as a block of ice.

"Our two elven knights fell into the hands of the enemy, and their lives are unknown, and we can't see death without help!" The elven officer also popped out a few words from his mouth: "Please get out of the way!"

The stubborn temper of the elves is the same as that of the dwarves, and it is difficult for anyone to persuade them.

"Believe me, I'm also worried about the two elves falling into the hands of the enemy, but the necessary tactical planning is still necessary, otherwise what's the difference between this and sending them up?"

Silver Ash issued a series of orders: "Four squadrons of elven infantry will attack the oasis from three directions in a scattered formation, the distance between the teams is as wide as possible, you have also seen those weird towers, gather together and be hit, it is really over the game!"

Even if these elves burn their eyebrows again, they are also soldiers after all, and they all subconsciously obey Silver Ash's orders.

The 400 Frozen Throne Light Cavalry led by Silver Ash also finished the formation, and the snow wolves with a body size of more than 2 meters looked at the oasis fiercely, their blue fur exuding bursts of frost aura, regulating their body temperature to adapt to the desert environment.

"The boss is really a god, others are in his hometown, but he can still expect that the desert kingdom will have secret weapons, so he specially asked us to bring the guys to take precautions, and we are convinced!" Panta weighed the three-edged whale hunting gun with a blood groove in his hand, but unfortunately there were no whales in the desert for him to hunt, and there were only these abominable desert humans.

"If the boss wasn't so good, I wouldn't have gone down the mountain with him in the first place. Silver Gray glanced at the secret weapon on his waist, and when he looked up at the oasis again, his eyes turned into palpitating coldness: "All of them! Disperse the formation, charge!"

When the elves blew their light trumpets and rushed out from behind the dunes, Daneman's first reaction was whether these guys were outsiders? How could the charge be like this? The 2,000 white-clad elves were spread out in a scattered line, and from a distance they looked like a pile of sesame seeds bouncing in a hot pot.

Concentrating forces to attack a point is the basic knowledge of the charge, right? Are these elves all funny? The more Daneman looked at it, the more he felt that this was outrageous.

Then Daneman saw a group of orc macho men rushing out from behind the sand dunes, many of them were wolf cavalry, but the size of those wolf riders was a little wrong, more than a circle larger than ordinary wolves, and there seemed to be a few pandas mixed in it?

Daneman wondered if he was being too cautious, this oasis was home to a full 5,000 soldiers and two wings. Knowing that it was such a rabble, wouldn't it be nice for him to lead a team of men and horses to kill him directly?

"All the teams responsible for manipulating the Prism Towers will give me a bright spot!Wait for them to reach the 600-meter range and then say hello!" Daneman rolled his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted at several Prism Towers, and then said to his henchmen: "The soldiers will press me to the wall, and if any of them try to climb over the earthen wall, they will all be stabbed to death!"

"And the camel cavalry! you go out first to meet the enemy, give me a pound of these elves, and if they are not hard enough, crush them!" the corners of Daneman's mouth were hideous.

"Yes, my lord!" the camel cavalry turned over their mounts, and the 2,800-strong camel cavalry wing turned around and slaughtered from the flank of the oasis, with bursts of roars from their mouths, and the neat and uniform scimitar unsheathed converged into a line of waves, and the skilled camel cavalry divided into two yellow torrents, one pounced on the elves, and the other pounced on the orcs, clearly eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, wanting to take a bite!

Daneman looked at the bloodless battlefield when he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Those orc squadrons that add up to about 500 people, why didn't there be sacrifices?

The distance between the four elven squadrons and the camel cavalry wing was rapidly decreasing, and a bloody collision was imminent.

If the combat power of the arms is compared according to the conventional level, the cavalry is naturally stronger than the infantry, and the cavalry can not withstand the power of slashing from top to bottom after fully accelerating. Moreover, the cavalry can rely on the torrent of charges to force the formation and crush the infantry formation, which will undoubtedly form an overwhelming advantage.

However, how can the elves who are qualified to enter the expeditionary force be ordinary people?

In the magical realm of the Elven Mansion, even a three-year-old child can easily play with bows and arrows, not to mention these elven infantry who look young but are actually hundreds of years old, and their archery skills are not much inferior to those of elven archers. In such a hedging charge, whoever can attack first will have the advantage!

The distance between the two sides has plummeted, 10 miles, 5 miles, 3 miles, 1 miles!

Already within range of the bow and arrows, all the elves bent their bows and arrows almost at the same moment, their steps were still agile, and thousands of arrows streaked through the pale green trail in the air, forming a large green net and falling from the sky!

The elves calculated the advance to a terrifying point, and the arrow curtain was like rain, just enveloping the vanguard of the camel cavalry, and the arrows came into close contact with the flesh, colliding with clusters of dazzling blood flowers.

The camel cavalry had armor on their bodies, but these armors could not resist the strong kinetic energy converted into gravitational potential energy on the arrows, and only some cavalry with log shields could easily carry this wave of arrows, and the rest were not so lucky.

This rain of arrows directly caused the camel cavalry to lose more than 200 people.

But this kind of damage is still within their acceptable range, as long as they break up the formation of this group of elves to form an encirclement, will they not be allowed to slaughter at that time?

"The elevation angle of the first squadron is 45 degrees! The second squadron Ping **** Ling officer roared, and the elf soldiers of the two squadrons, one on the left and one on the right, fired at completely different angles.

This way of area attack is all-round, since many camel cavalry are equipped with log shields, then they simply use a wave of arrow rain of vertical strikes and a wave of arrow rain in the direction of horizontal fire to synthesize, there is no defense, and the lethal effect can be further improved!

The Elven Wing had to do this, the distance of 1 mile was only a blink of an eye, and no matter how fast they could shoot arrows, they could only shoot two salvos of arrows. If these two waves of arrows can't reap enough results, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it's up to them to cry.

Two waves of arrows rain rose into the air again, and the two-angle strike method really achieved miraculous results, the camel cavalry could not take care of their heads, and the dull sound of arrows entering the body sounded frequently, and this time at least 500 camel cavalry could no longer keep up with the team, and they were silent in the yellow sand.

"These elves really have some brushes!" Panta, who was running without losing to the snow wolf, was a little surprised, and he didn't expect that these elves usually looked like women, but they didn't hesitate at all when they really started.

The two waves of arrows in a salvo seemed to be a long time, but in fact, all this was only a dozen seconds, and the camel cavalry, whose eyes were already red, finally killed in front of the elven wing, and the snowy scimitar reflected the almost crazy faces of the cavalry!

On the red ground and yellow sand, the two lines of tide finally meet, and meeting is into the flesh and bones!

The camel cavalry at the forefront bowed his head and bent down, wielding a scimitar that slashed diagonally from the elf's shoulder to the waist, and the back of the scimitar cut out a blood groove barb, and after slashing into the human body, it only needed to pull a pile of broken bones and flesh from the wound with a slight pull, which was extremely cruel.

However, the elven soldier whose life had come to an end ignored the heavy blow, took out the stabbing sword on his waist at the moment he was slashed, and sent it straight into the chest of the camel cavalry, twisting and twisting, the wind magic converged at the tip of the sword and then exploded, opening a bowl-sized blood hole in the chest of the desert cavalry, and his heart was broken, and he couldn't die anymore.

Knowing that he was certain to die, the elf drew his sword, the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed like a spring, and his organs were hanging on his waist because they were disemboweled, and he staggered forward with unusually heavy steps, only wanting to kill one more enemy, but the next second he was cut off by the cavalry who caught up behind.

War is so tragic that life and death are only blink by moment.

Due to the proper arrangement of Silver Gray before, the elven wing did not form a dense formation, so when the camel cavalry rushed into the formation, it did not cause much confusion.

But after all, cavalry is an superior class of troops over infantry, and in this situation of hand-to-hand combat, no matter how good the archery skills are, the elves cannot easily shoot arrows, because they may be enemies in front and behind, left and right.

The neighing of camels, the angry shouts of cavalry, the splashing of yellow sand, the tremor of armor, these chaotic sounds are interfering with the five senses of the elves all the time.

In addition to the previous four wildebeest riders, the elves' aerial reconnaissance team also had eight riders, who launched a dive attack from mid-air, but they only carried ordinary bows and arrows, and their function was only reconnaissance rather than combat, so they could not cause any obvious damage to the camel cavalry.

Daneman couldn't help but squint his eyes as he looked at the battlefield that was gradually stained red with blood.

His camel cavalry wing lived up to expectations, and once hand-to-hand combat began, the elves who were strong on the outside immediately showed their decline.

Even though they scattered the formation crookedly, the cavalry wing had already completed the blockade of the battlefield after the first charge, and hundreds of camel cavalry blocked the four elven squadrons in a circular like pigs, repeatedly stabbing back and forth from several directions, destroying the elves' bodies and wills.

As for those few wildebeest beast riders, Daneman didn't pay attention to them at all, and they just reported if they wanted to go back. Who doesn't?

"The big picture is decided...", Daneman was about to speak, and suddenly shut up, because he realized that he had subconsciously ignored another battlefield.

"Brother Silver Gray, these desert barbarians seem to look down on us, and only send 800 cavalry to deal with us, isn't it a bit uninteresting?" Panta walked like a fly, and it was hard to imagine that he was actually a fat man of more than 400 pounds.

"Since they look down on us, then we'll give them a boost today!"

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Panta roared as he picked up a water bag full of liquor and poured it into his mouth, his muscles began to swell, his breath became furious, and wisps of anger took the shape of substance, rising red flames above him.

This is the housekeeping skill of the panda people, drunk and crazy!

Panta began to speed up and drag the gun to run, and the tip of the gun cut through the yellow sofa with a muffled sound like thunder, and even a thunder snake was faintly visible on the gun!

"Thunder spear!" On the battlefield of Huangsha, there was a perverse vacuum centered on the Mitsubishi whale hunting gun in Panta's hand, and he shouted angrily and threw the pistol in his hand.

The thunder spear shot straight into the sky, and crashed into the 800 camel cavalry with an unrivaled force, and immediately exploded with a continuous winter thunder, and a cavalryman didn't see anything, only felt that a flower in front of him was pierced by a gun in an instant.

The horseman's body did not have a bloody hole the size of a bowl, because the furious thunder on the thunder spear tore his body to pieces in the first place.

A furious thunderbolt exploded twice in the crowd, sending off a pile of scorching black corpses and camel stumps.

Panta was one of the first followers to follow Chang Hao's side, and when he had time, he asked Chang Hao how to improve their lethality on the battlefield, and Chang Hao did not disappoint them, after letting Emilia improve their affinity for the thunder element, they taught them the essentials of "from point to surface" combat, and after a long period of training, the results were immediate.

The rangers behind Panta did the same, throwing their thunder-arcing triangular whale hunting spears in their hands, causing a series of thunderous explosions in the ranks of the camel cavalry, and it was difficult for them to hear the wails of their victims, because those victims basically hiccuped at the first time, and completely lost the right to wail.

Pantahaha, who was burning like a flame, laughed, clenched his right hand into a fist and made a backward pulling movement, and an unbelievable scene appeared, only to see the three-edged whale hunting gun that penetrated deep into the enemy, the tail of the gun trembled, and finally a fierce man pulled into the air and flew back into Panta's hand, which was amazing!

"Haha! Lao Tzu has finally practiced spearmanship!" Panta laughed arrogantly.

Daneman's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He now knew why the orcs didn't bring sacrifices.

It turns out that these guys can go crazy on their own!