The Wind Archer is a Tier 4 arm, and the Dreading Spirit is also a Tier 4 arm. However, the dexterity and mobility that Dreading is proud of are inherently restrained in front of the Wind Archer who pursues precision. The arrows brought by their horrible body shape are like the skeleton. In front of the enchanted arrow, Yamun was not worth mentioning, and all that was left was poor defense and vitality. These undead creatures flew over the battlefield head-to-head with their tattered wings, and screams swept past the heads of the charging white lion guards. When Kaglisi raised his head, he only saw the monsters. Many individuals filled with arrows, like hedgehogs, fell like rain and landed heavily on the river beach. After the first wave of arrow rain, the number of strange groups flying in the air had been reduced by one-sixth.
The blood rod still did not order the fear spirit to retreat, and the remaining fear spirit rolled in mid-air and lowered its height, and began to dive toward the Eruin magician group. "They really wanted to replace our wizards with this idea. Lord Lord knows them too well." Metis pursed her lips and looked at the flying monsters through the gap between the trees, her eyes full of admiration. Meaning, the raindrops hit her soft cheek, gathered along the curve of her cheeks to the pointed chin and then dripped; in the linden woods near her, about six hundred elves or human archers were also hiding with their breath. Under the broad cloak, hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at this scene, but they did not stop by coincidence, and pulled out the second arrow from the quiver behind them neatly.
"Arrow number three." Medissa opened her bow and aimed at a certain piece of airspace.
Groups of white flames immediately rose in the forest, little by little, like stars in the darkness.
Metisa nodded with satisfaction: "Wait to within four hundred feet, and listen to my command."
She squinted her eyes to measure the distance, and the fear spirit had almost flown to the top of the wizard group. Some young wizard apprentices screamed in fright. If there weren't any leaders in every phalanx to maintain order, they would almost immediately disperse and flee. . At this time, the little silver elf princess opened her mouth slightly: "Take me as a guide and shoot." She breathed the cool air in the forest. Her archery skills were not top-notch, but after all Born as the commander of the Forest Song Legion, she was considered a first-class level among these tree elves. At the same time she gave the order, she let go of the bowstring with her fingertips, and the feather arrows came out with splashes of water, like a silver thread, piercing into the sky. In the formation of the monster, one of the heads that feared the spirit was in the center.
The fear spirit let out a stern scream, and a sacred flame instantly ignited in the area where it was shot through. It slammed in the air, but after a while, the whole body turned into a fire ball advancing in the air. The fire ball struggled to fall to the ground, but it burned out before it hit the ground.
Then stormy, with the sound of bowstrings, white flames rose from the forest and shot densely at the swooping fear spirits; for Madara’s side, the scene before him was nothing short of In a disaster, nearly a hundred fearful spirits seemed to hit a sacred storm head-on. They were hit by arrows one after another in the storm, and then burned, wrapped in the holy flame, and wailed and fell. They have not yet reached the ground. Dispersed into sparks in the sky, extinguished in ashes; Fear spirits kept their formation and passed through the sparks in the sky, but after the storm, they were scattered, leaving less than a quarter of the original.
Beside the blood rod, the high-level corpse witches who had summoned the fearful spirits were almost stunned. The high-level undead who had been able to summon disappeared in no time. For a while, it was hardly understood what happened. what's up. But the blood rod understood it, its skeleton palm clucked its own staff, and the soul fire in its eye sockets was beating harder than ever. It understood that it had been tricked by those damn Eruins.
"They really prepared an arrow baptized with holy water." Count Jacques looked at this scene from a distance, and couldn't help sighing. Others are too prepared, they are just like amateurs in comparison-of course, in Brando's eyes, they are indeed only amateurs. But what really surprised him was that the first wave of arrows used by the Tonigal people was obviously another kind of enchantment. If they had enchanted with holy attributes from the beginning, the blood rod might make the fearful spirit retreat. The Tonigel obviously thought about this, and set a cover for Madara's bone frame from the beginning.
"If the first wave of arrow rain did not use enchanted arrows, there are now too many fear spirits left, which means that they have guessed early in the morning that the blood rod will use the fear spirit, how to use the fear spirit, Tonigel People even arrange the fate of these fearful spirits," Earl Jacques couldn't help but wonder: "How did the Lord Earl guess these?"
But if he tells Brando about these questions, Brando will definitely tell him that he thinks too much. The blood rod is like a big book spread out to him, the content is clearly written on it, which is like cheating; the blood rod in history is cautious but full of courage, good at grasping a little bit of indulgence. The chance of passing away, but he is very arrogant when facing the Eruin. With its character, he will definitely catch his own mistakes in judgment. But if he didn’t show enough'sincerity' in the first round of ambush, he would definitely arouse the vigilance of the cautious guy, so he used the wind shooter and another kind of enchantment, but it was useless to kill the undead. The biggest holy attribute enchantment is to make the blood wand produce,'It turns out that this is the ambush of the Eruin, but that's all. 'Mentality, so that you can use your fears boldly.
As for what to say that after the calculation is done, it will cause most of the blows to the fearful spirit, this is pure nonsense. The battlefield changes rapidly, and the human heart is even more unpredictable. No one dares to say that it is tenable. He set this trap according to the character of the blood stick. , Originally, he went with the mentality of earning as much as he can kill the fearful spirit, but it seems that the results are unexpected. No, it should be said that it can't be better. There are still more than ten lonely fear spirits left in the sky. No matter how they swoop, they will not have any effect. After all, the wizards below are not without the ability to fight back, so control their high. The corpse witch hurriedly summoned these remaining seeds back, otherwise the undead would not even have air reconnaissance in the next battle.
If there is more battle next.
The archer girls in the forest looked at the results of the battle they had made in disbelief, and almost jumped for joy. Metissa stared at the fearful spirit flying back and let out a long sigh. She lowered her longbow in the rain. , I thought Feng Sagittarius finally handed over a perfect answer in his first battle. "Although Lord Lord, the wind shooter is far behind our time, it has some unique features." She thought silently in her heart that the forest song legion in history is a legion that can be both far and near, and can ride alone in close combat. The horned beast, holding a silver spear, can immediately launch a glorious charge. When the longbow is taken off at long range, he is immediately a first-class shooter, and he is proficient in archery and shooting. Of course, the shooter force under his leadership cannot keep up with his subordinates in history, but it is also the first-rate level of this era, and it must be of first-rate level.
Although she doesn't talk a lot on weekdays, as if she has nothing to do with the world, she still has the arrogance of the people of silver in her heart. This is her army, so it can only be the best. It was called the forest song in history, and it should be inherited from this name now. There are ancient songs in the forest that have reverberated in the trees for thousands of years. The heroes chant the legends of the elves woven with arrows to resist the enemy. This is the forest. song of.
She glanced at Brando standing in the rain on the border of the forest, and she was full of admiration.
Brando equipped the wind archer with three types of enchanted arrows: the first arrow enchants the wings of wind, which can increase the distance of the arrow; the second arrow enchants the edge of the rock to deal with the heavy cavalry within the projection range; and the third arrow The arrow is a holy enchanted arrow specially prepared for the war against Madara. Normally, each wind archer will carry 24 ordinary arrows, and the other three enchanted arrows each have two, a total of 30. This However, the main enemy in this battle is the undead, so the number of arrows No. 1 and No. 2 was particularly reduced, and four No. 3 arrows were taken instead.
And it was these six enchanted arrows that cost a total of 420 Tor, and six hundred wind archers fired six rounds, and the maintenance cost of an ordinary infantry regiment for one year was shot out.
Such extravagant equipment is definitely a prodigal act in the eyes of any nobleman in Eruin. They would rather spend a small amount of money to redeem the freedom of life if they lose in a battle. It is estimated that it is more cost-effective than this extravagant war. There is a battle in this fight, and it is simply burning money in the game.
But this expensive expense has brought its due meaning today. Those Vieiro people shivering in the linden woods must have a deeper understanding of this in their hearts at this moment.
"But why can Lord Lord see this day coming?"
The little princess’ eyes were full of confusion and curiosity. She had studied the history of mankind when she was free from the firs. This time has never come for ten centuries. The battle of the saints seems to be a distant memory, this lord of her own What did the lord see, let him go further and further down the current road; or as Uta and the others said, lord lord was only impressed by these undeads in Buchi, that’s why he has today everything of.
She shook her head again, and there was a faint feeling in her heart that Lord Lord had been preparing for something, but it was not just because of what happened to Buche, otherwise his behavior in Ampersel would not be justified.
Metisa turned her head, put her index finger and thumb in her mouth, and blew a long whistle to her subordinates and her sisters. "The rest is over," she commanded, her voice being low, but spreading throughout the forest: "We had a good start, but then, is the moment when we shine, tell our enemies what Lin is. Song!"
"A sharp arrow is like a weaving!" the girls replied in unison.
Medissa nodded.
Brando stood on the high ground on the river beach and watched the situation in the entire hilly area change. The White Lion Guard had completely torn the positions of the two Undead Swordsmen regiments, Viskag and Mogjin, under the uninterrupted cover of the wizards. , The light of the fireball plowed over the entire river beach. The skeleton swordsmen were just blown up to the ground and wanted to get up. The sharp ice ridges smashed down the sky, and then the young white lion took off from these lingering enemies. After running over, Freya and Fern cooperated to kill Viskag, and a banner with black roses and spiders on the battlefield shook head-on, and then fell down.
Brando pursed his lips and coldly watched Viskag's hand being chopped off, and the scene where one leg was still trying to maintain balance on the battle horse and fighting Freya. He was also secretly surprised if there were any humans. Fighting under such conditions may have long been crazy, but fighting with the last faith. But Viskag still remained quite calm. This is the undead. There is no fear, fanaticism or impulse in the empty chest. They are still a terrible poisonous snake at the last moment before death, and they may use fangs at any time. Bite a hole in you.
Fortunately, they underestimate the enemy.
Viskag fell, following in the footsteps of Mogkin, and the former died too awkwardly. With the favored bonus of the mountains, Hippamira exerted a terrible strength that he could not even imagine. . After the Battle of the Dead Frost Forest, Hippamira was already a priest whose elements were manifested. Now he has the same level of warrior level and combat experience, which is basically equivalent to the dual elite class in the game. Lando has only heard of a few important plot NPCs. For example, the northern earth sage Ellanta is one of them, and now there is a ready-made legend before his eyes.
What’s more terrifying is that Brando has finally figured out the phrase in the description of the mountain’s favorite skill, "He can incorporate the blessing spells from the earth into her fighting style. The more blessings she gets, the scepter The higher the attack power and attribute bonuses. 'What does it mean. It turns out that this scepter has a chance to add buffs to the holder when attacking, and these spells in turn will strengthen the favorite attributes of the mountains. It is a model that is getting stronger and stronger, and Gaia's buffs are also compatible with the flame. There is a big difference in the temple. Most of the spells in the Flame Temple are self-targeted. Therefore, the Flame Temple has the world’s strongest fighting priests and flame knights, but Gaia’s Earth Temple Buffing spells are just the opposite, it has the strongest range buffing spells in the world.
Brando now sees the white lion infantry around Hipamela, almost all of them are about to catch up with the little BOSS. The time for the White Lion Guard to be in the army is still short, and the current sergeant is not worthy of silver. Many soldiers remained at the peak of Dark Iron even after taking the Dragon Blood Potion, but at this moment, under the blessing aura of Hippamira, they all had the fighting power to move closer to the Silver Peak.
Brando himself thought this was a little too outrageous.
As a result, the left wing where Hippamilla is progressing very quickly, and has almost been eliminated from the front of the two undead swordsmen groups. According to the original plan, they did not stop and join the friendly forces to encircle Viskag and Mog. Jin’s remaining forces continued to rush towards the blood rod’s original formation. The distance between the two sides was not far, and the speed of the white lion infantry was surprisingly fast. The group was transferred back, and the back formation was extremely weak. Once it was breached, the corpse witch formation in the center of the main formation would be destroyed.
Brando looked farther away. On the other side of the river, the undead was actually gathering the skeleton cavalry back, but the Lantonilan and Highlander cavalry they had entangled before are now entangled with them. The two hussars are here. The direction of the river valley was unsuccessful. Obviously, the blood rod could not count on his own skeleton cavalry for a while, of course, Brando should not expect the Lantonilan people to help him attack the flanks of the blood rod.
The battle has been fought so far. In fact, both sides of the battlefield have captured the most vulnerable part of the opponent. On the Eruin side, the Viero people are still besieged in the linden forest. Although they still maintain their morale, they face the front. The skeleton warriors of the remaining regiment still dare not act rashly. Their biggest problem is that the only second-order elite crossbowmen who are still intact are almost useless in this war; the Lantonilans have to help Bran There are many skeleton cavalry entangled with blood rods, there is no; there is almost nothing left in the front battlefield between Brando and the blood rod army, and now for Brando, the only advantage is that the blood rod army is facing away from him. The two elite regiments covering its flanks have been broken through. As long as Tonigel's army can give the opponent a fatal blow before the blood rod can fully adjust its formation, then it can be defeated in one battle.
On the blood stick side, although the back and abdomen were attacked by the enemy, the victory at the moment has the advantage. Behind them are the white lion infantry of Brando’s five brigade and the wind shooter of the two brigade, plus a magician group. Among them, the wind shooter is basically impossible to use for frontal impact, and it is unlikely that the White Lions guards of the five brigade will not stop to stabilize the position after breaking through the position of Viskag, but directly attack; of course, Even if there were one or two battalions coming up, facing the superior force of Madara, it was unlikely to make a difference.
At this moment, the two fighting parties can hardly release their hands to tidy up their flanks. The Tonigel people desperately want to break through the undead’s defenses and destroy the corpse witch phalanx of the blood rod; and the blood rod desperately thinks To re-adjust the formation to deal with this sudden army, both sides are in a race of time, or as long as either side has a reserve team, then the two sides can defeat the enemy with unprotected flanks at this time.
But the problem is that it seems that both sides have no reserves.
The battle has completely fallen into a tangled deadlock.
But this stalemate is what the blood rod is happy to see, "Life and death!" It let out a shrill laugh, and it needs time, rather than defeating the enemy as soon as possible. Although it is shameful to let these vulnerable opponents restrain their hands and feet, it is better than failure. What's more, these humans are clearly the last military power of the kingdom in the South. Once they are destroyed, let alone Vieiro and Carasu, they are considered to be. In the entire south of Amperisel, Madara is not without the opportunity to get involved.
They also have another ally, let Dnell rule this vast area, as a buffer zone between Madara and Northern Eruin, which is obviously what the Supreme One would like to see.
The blood rod finally breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had seen victory beckoning to him.
On the hills and in the linden woods, Earl Jacques also looked gloomy, and the Tonigel people were making mistakes. But perhaps it shouldn't be called a mistake, because it is unavoidable. Earl Zlin asked him if he wanted to sound the trumpet to warn the earl Tonigel, but he refused because he knew it was meaningless. What the Earl Tonigel made was actually the right choice, but this choice still seemed to be wrong now, and there was no so-called opportunity on the battlefield.
The troops are still too small.
He regretted it. If he hadn't ruined the Vieiro army before, then it must be a different situation now. This Lord Earl subconsciously held his sword hilt, his knuckles became white with tension. When he first went to the battlefield, he didn't seem to hold his breath as much as he is now.
But everyone on the battlefield probably never thought of Brando’s mood at this moment. In fact, he was a little comfortable, standing in the drizzle very easily, because he saw that it was as expected, the blood rod was Make mistakes —
This error is fatal.
Because it really thought that Tonigel had no reserve power to attack its flank.
He turned his head, in the forest, Medissa nodded to him from a distance, and then the little silver elf princess took off the horn from her waist—it was the dragon horn trombone of the Knight of Fran, with a dark horn. , With a silver rose pattern on it, the horn depicts scenes of past wars, and tells a legend. In that legend, the sky blue flag on the plains of Malarde is flying like a sea, and the length of the French is described. The cold light of the spear flickered, describing the long sound of the horn and the courage of the ancient spirits.
It describes the King of Silver, leading his knight to charge the Miner.
The little silver elf princess put the horn to her mouth and blew it vigorously.
The long horn sounded, resounding through the mountains.
In everyone's eyes, it was like falling snow. Thousands of silver celestial horses rolled from the horizon. At that moment, the earth roared, like the resonance of mountains.
The staff in the blood staff's hand fell to the ground with a snap.
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