The scouts in the forest crossed the river one after another, and news about all aspects of Palas Knight's army also came back. Brando’s young mage attendant Charles is now standing on the guard tower in a robe and holding a staff, while looking far to the north, then turning around and saying behind him: "The downsizing is more serious than expected. The scout sent to the north The battle damage rate is above 40-50%. These are experienced veterans. In three days, we have lost at least 50 people and three times the number of wounded."
At the end he added: "If I were Lord Lord, I would just run away if I went on like this."
"So you are not Lord Lord." The elf princess in silver armor glanced at him and replied indifferently. Medissa wore the silver elf's unique pointed helmet, wrapped her small face, her lips were tightly pressed, and she looked heroic.
"He cleans up our scouts, is there any conspiracy?"
"Probably not, simply because Pallas knows that we have cavemen in our hands. He doesn't want to be attacked on the flanks when fighting. He doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of Sir Mintai." Metisa replied.
"It's hard to deal with." Charles shook his head, his brows almost frowning: "I don't know if it can last three days."
The army of Jean Denel has arrived-
"There are people in the forest!"
The first reflection appeared in the forest. A knight in armor appeared in the forest on the other side of the river. Later, more troops appeared behind him. The knight plunged the flagpole in his hand into the soft soil of the river bank under his feet, and a heraldic flag with a sky-blue background spread out in the wind.
Pallas's hound family crest.
"There are also in the north and east...!"
"many."
Soldiers in red and blue uniforms came out one after another in the forest, the number was no less than a thousand. "Are they going to attack the city?" Charles saw an archer shooting an arrow towards the Gris River. The arrow fell weakly on the beach with about fifty steps away from the earth wall. He turned around and asked. road.
Metisa shook her head, the other party was just calculating the distance. They may attack once tentatively, but they should observe for a while before that.
As the youngest princess of the silver elves, Metisa has actually experienced no fewer wars than other tribesmen. The atmosphere before the war did not make her nervous, on the contrary, there was a familiar kindness, but there were too few enemies.
With too few enemies, the silver elf girl shook her head.
Medissa didn't expect it to be wrong, at this moment, on a small hill a kilometer away, Pallas stood on horseback like a sharp sword. This Grudin's most trusted retainer was surrounded by knights. He pressed his sword on the hilt, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon in his deep-set eye sockets patrolling the river bank in the distance.
Pallas's age is the oldest among all the retainers of Grudin. Although he has personal relations with Sir Mintai, the age of the two is very different. Sir Mintai is in his prime of life, but Pallas has two temples. gray. This old knight can be said to have experienced a lot of battles. Although his fame is not as far as Ampersel and Buche, among Tonigel's barbarian mountain people, it is a role that can stop children from crying.
The Gris River Ferry is nearby, and Pallas has been here once or twice before. He remembered that there was a flat grassland on the other side of the river, but the scenery he saw now made him suspect that he was old-eyed-the lush forest completely covered the ferry, only the shallows extending from the woods on the opposite bank to the estuary proved that they were not in the wrong place. This season is when the water level of the Gris River is the lowest, and even infantrymen can wade across the icy water from the shallows of Gris Ferry. There seems to be a fortification in the forest in the distance, and the towers standing in the canopy of the tree can prove this-just when there was a piece of forest here, Pallas remembers that the last time he came here was only two or three years ago, but on the other side But the forests of this year don’t seem to be able to grow in two or three years.
These towering ancient trees need at least two or three people to hug each other, and they are more than ten meters high. Let alone two to three years, they may not grow like this in 20 to 30 years.
"There is a fortress on the other side of the river, and the sentry said that he saw an earthen wall. This forest at least shows that the rumor that there are druids serving for the rebels is true." An adjutant beside Pallas said.
"Druid has a way to make the woods become like this in a short period of time? Are these illusions or are these trees transplanted from elsewhere?" Pallas saw the forest in front of him, it was clearly a primitive forest, Yi Defending is not easy to attack, and it would be incredible if the druid had such an ability; even if this forest was transplanted from elsewhere, it would not be easy to survive in a short period of time. Although he hasn't seen magic before, most of the spells cast by wizards are fleeting. Although powerful, they are not unacceptable.
It's just that this forest is right in front of them, and the area stretches for at least ten miles, and it really appears in front of them. It is neither an illusion nor an illusion.
The knights around were silent. The druids are a mysterious race, and no one can say what they will be. Even in most legends, it is said whether druids can cast spells or not. One theory says that druids are good at tame animals to fight for them, and the other says that druids will become powerful. Animals fight like beasts.
But Pallas quickly called the wizard with the army to explain the problem clearly. The older wizard was shocked when he heard that the forest in front of him appeared out of thin air. Druids can accelerate plants. Growth, but definitely not so strong.
The fact that the opponent can create such a large forest in a short period of time indicates that the opponent has an amazing number of druids. Either explain that the druid who works for the opponent is at least at the level of the master druid of the Sky Ring. The druid master is similar to the wizard leader of the Silver Alliance. To say that there are such people under Brando, Pallas does not believe it, so he asked: "If you want to create such a forest in a few months, you need How many druids?"
"A few months!?" The wizard screamed, and almost left without turning around: "A forest like this can be created in a few months. At least thousands of people must cast spells together."
"Thousands? This is impossible. There are not a few thousand in total in the rebels." A knight retorted.
"That means that there is a druid master in the opponent's hand, or a ring composed of thirty arch druids. The ring is a unit used by the druids, and a ring composed of thirty arch druids. It's no less inferior to a real army." The wizard replied gloomily.
"That's not right. If the other party wants to be so strong, they still use it here to wait and die?"
"Is this forest an illusion?" Pallas interrupted the dispute and asked with his little magic knowledge. The wizard actually thought of this, but before he could speak, the adjutant on the side shook his head.
"Our soldiers have tried, at least all of the above are true."
"Ten miles along the river, just the previous ones are no longer simple." After listening, the wizard shook his head.
"Can you attack with fire?" someone asked.
"The other party has so many druids that can be easily extinguished even with fire attacks. Don't forget, they are the guardians of the forest and are much more proficient in dealing with fire than you." The wizard replied.
"Anyway, try first anyway," Pallas made a calm decision: "Let the soldiers prepare the rockets and make a trial attack. Regardless of whether they succeed or not, they will camp on the spot and let the Grizzlies lead the knights. Get ready to start cutting down trees."
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Jean Denel's army has moved.
A line of soldiers emerged from the forest, wearing gray-green battle robes, holding shields, and long swords away from their waists. The back three rows held halberds, and long gray pennants hung from the tips of the spears.
There are three knight collars connected to the north of Tonigel. Pallas’s family crest is a hound, Raleigh’s family crest is a grizzly bear, and Cruise’s family crest is a silver full moon, so the soldiers standing opposite are standing at the moment. The flag raised is full of moons.
"I thought such a large forest in the back would frighten them." Charles shook his head. Although the druids contributed precious magic seeds and completed this line of defense almost day and night, there was still too late in time. This forest is actually a real virgin forest only a distance from the fortress, and the rest was created by him using illusion techniques alone.
Soldiers from the Cruise collar moved forward slowly. Their wings were followed by a large group of barbarian mountain people in ragged clothes, draped in thick leather armor, armed with axe and buckler, and three armies slowly waded across the river from the shallows. , Just approaching Gris Ferry.
"What did Lord Lord say?" Charles raised his hand and was about to give an order.
"'It's just a few noble shield infantry and halberds who can't even reach Tier 1 arms. Just get rid of them. Do you need to ask me for instructions? Stupid!" Medissa imitated Brando's tone. Replied.
"Tier 1 unit? What is that?" Shire's eyebrows were almost frowning. The lord seems to have always liked to say strange things. What was the lv up set when he was in Ridenburg last time. The theory he hasn't figured out yet, what is this Tier 1 unit now
But at this time he had too much time to think about it, because Cruise's infantry back row allowed Denel's archers to come out in rows. These professionally trained longbowmen were all elites under Pallas. . Holding their long bows, they drew a trench on the ground with arrows, untied the skin around their waists and poured the liquid inside into the trench.
"It's oil, rocket!" The silver elf princess' complexion changed.
A fire dragon ignited in the forest, and human soldiers had already raised their longbows one after another at this moment, and the longbows were driving burning long arrows. With a command in the forest, the bowstrings quaked together—the next moment, almost everyone in the forest saw a cloud of fire flying into the sky, reflecting the mid-air into a blood red, and then the cloud stopped at the highest point, smashing their heads and covering their faces. Smashed down.
"Rocket!"
Accompanied by a scream, the rocket screamed and banged into the forest. Fortunately, the trees were extremely dense, most of the arrows were blocked by the canopy branches, and only a few fell through the gaps into the mercenary camp. Among.
The rocket caused almost no direct damage, but Pallas, who was watching the battle from a distance, had almost no expression on his face. He was waiting for the follow-up effect, and he was about to see it soon.
The longbowmen are raising their longbows, and the second wave of rockets is already on the string.