That's hundreds of fully armed elves!
They have different shapes, most of them wear gorgeous armor, but they are all young elves.
They held various weapons, their faces were hideous and crazy, and they looked at the orcs as if they were killing their father and enemies:
"It's abominable! How can you fight so quickly? I haven't eaten yet!"
This sound was dissatisfied.
"Another NPC has fallen!"
This sound came with exclamation.
"Fuck! Everyone, rush! Rescue them!"
This sound was urgent.
"What is that in the sky? Is it a dragon?"
This sound was filled with surprise and curiosity.
"So handsome! Screenshots and screenshots!"
This sound is excited.
"Screenshot an egg! That's the enemy! Rush in to protect the npc first! It's all experience and contribution!"
This sound... It seems that my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe.
"Yes! Go in! Protect the npc!"
"Ula!"
Their voices were full of madness.
The strange elves who supported them looked at the falling flames from a distance, and their expressions were excited and angry, like giant dragons who had been offended against scales.
They... are the players who arrived!
After the previous siege of the Orc hunting team, and the second-test liver emperors, the players who have reached the black iron level have now approached 400 people.
After all, from experience, the rewards of all main quests are extremely rich!
Listening to their shouts and feeling the genuine concern in those words, the elves of the Flame Tribe all turned red.
"Elf! It's an elves! It's our clansmen who have come to meet us!"
An old elf choked out.
In an instant, the morale of the Flame Tribe was re-energized!
The half-orc team was stunned by the sudden attack.
"Where are so many elves appearing again?!"
Looking at the hundreds of tall figures and the gorgeous equipment behind him, the orc priest's scalp tingled.
The chief priest of the giant mountain did not reveal Blackstone's secret actions, and Urel's oracle was not announced, so ordinary priests and half-orcs still don't know the changes in the forest of elves...
The hundreds of elves that suddenly appeared really frightened them.
And Felixir's eyes lit up, she raised her staff high, and ordered:
"The reinforcements have arrived! Let's work together, let's break through!"
It's just that the half-orcs were stunned when they fought against the strange elves.
Because they found that the strength of these elves was extremely poor, at most the middle of the lower ranks of the black iron, and the combat experience was very poor.
In just one attack, several elves were chopped down to the ground like vegetables.
"Okay... so weak!"
The half-orcs looked at the elf who was knocked down after a greeting, and their faces were surprised.
The priest's eyes lit up and shouted:
"It's a bunch of rookies! Catch these young elves!"
The Blaze people looked at the young elves who started to suffer casualties, and their expressions were full of guilt and sadness.
The dozens of old elves that were left looked at each other and nodded.
Their momentum changed, and they began to work hard without fear of injury!
"Our people are creating opportunities for us with blood and life, we must break out!"
They shouted and rushed into the orcs and began to fight.
And looking at these dozens of old elves who almost gave up their lives, the players' eyes turned red.
"Fuck! Uncle and aunt, don't you!"
"Experience points! It's all experience points and contribution degrees! My heart hurts!"
"Go! Go and help them!"
"Where is Lord El! Where is Lord El? Please help!"
They shouted, fought, and fought as hard as they could.
And fighting again, gradually, the hearts of the orcs were filled with shock.
Because these elves that rushed up were not afraid of death, although their strength was poor.
They did everything they could, in order to cause harm to the orcs, they even started a suicide charge!
Not only that, they don't seem to care about their pain at all, even if they still have a breath, they will bite off a piece of meat from the orc...
Many orcs were hugged by these crazy elves at once, and after they shouted "shoot me!", they were drowned by the magic of other elves...
"Crazy! These elves are crazy!"
The orc priest looked at these elves who didn't even care about the lives of their comrades, and was completely stunned.
The Flame Tribe was also stunned.
Feilosil looked at the young elves who committed suicide and charged, and was heartbroken, moved, and puzzled.
she shouted:
"Children! You don't want to die!"
However, the elves who came to meet them did not stop, and the casualties were getting bigger and bigger.
In less than ten minutes, dozens of people had already died.
For a time, the flame tribesmen also had red eyes.
For so many years, they have never seen such a large casualty in the elves in a short period of time!
And... still young lives!
"Children, you don't want to die!"
"Kill! Rush out!"
"Evil orcs, I fought with you!"
All the flames were angry and started desperately.
Young life... is the future of the elves!
But seeing the flames start desperately, the eyes of the players who came to support them became even redder.
"Fuck! Uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters! Don't die!"
"Leave us alone! We won't die!"
"Someone died again, my God! My heart hurts!"
"Kill it! One-on-one substitution! Fight these half-orcs with sacrificial flow!"
They fought more aggressively.
"Crazy! These elves are crazy!"
The half-orc priest was stunned when he saw the elves who were dying in an instant.
At this moment, a thin figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd.
It was a short elf boy with silver hair and blue eyes, and his tender face was filled with determination and anger.
Holding an elf dagger, he kept moving among the orcs.
And every half-orc who fought with him had his arm abolished in an instant and was directly seriously injured.
The players' momentum suddenly rose:
"Boss El is here to support!"
"Good job! Al!"
They immediately followed El's actions, beating to death the half-orcs who had been badly wounded by him.
For a time, the casualties of the orcs began to increase rapidly, and the morale plummeted!
"Silver! Another silver!"
Looking at El constantly shuttled, the orc priest looked horrified.
messed up.
Completely messed up.
If the presence of the player can still make the orcs persist, then the silver-powered El has become a weight that completely overturns the balance!
The half-orc team finally began to rout!
The players who rushed in the forefront finally connected with the flame tribesmen.
"Brave children!"
Seeing the players rushing up, Felixir was excited.
She waved her staff, ready to continue fighting.
But a player suddenly rushed up and stood in front of her.
She only heard a "puchi", and the hot blood bit her head.
A long sword of an orc pierced the player's chest.
For a moment, Felixir was stunned.
She hurriedly picked up the young clan who was coughing up blood, with tears in her eyes:
"why why… "
The player smiled at her while vomiting blood, with a tragic expression:
"The goddess... said... not to let you... be harmed, we... will definitely... not let you... be harmed... "
"But… "
Philosil looked sad:
"Even if you don't stop... I can stop him..."
Player: …
"cough cough..."
He coughed two mouthfuls of blood, crooked his neck, and died...
Similar situations began to play out everywhere:
"Child! I'm already very old, and it's not worth your defense!"
"Child! Cheer up!"
"Why! What are you doing!"
"Ah! Damn orcs, they are still young, they are the future of the elves..."
Players joined the flame tribe's team one after another, but they did not actively fight the orcs... but desperately protected the elves of the flame tribe, for fear that they would be hurt in the slightest.
Even at the cost of his own life.
This made the elves of the Flame Tribe both moved and incomprehensible.
They felt as if they had become the elf royal family when they broke through hundreds of years ago, and were protected by all the clansmen desperately.
Gradually, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the half-orcs began to flee under the pursuit of El and some players...
The young black dragon Meriel in the sky was unable to break through the barrier for a long time.
It can only keep slamming into the cage of light, watching El and the players chasing the orcs, and roaring angrily:
"It really is an evil intelligent race, so cruel! ruaaa! I will never let you go!"
As for the elves who died in the hands of the orcs, they have been ignored by it.
Because in Merrell's view, evil races deserve to be punished by death...
And listening to the roar of the black dragon, the players were dumbfounded:
"Evil intelligent race?"
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