The magic storm gradually subsided, and the soldiers of the Roth Empire had never seen thousands of magic casters casting spells at the same time.
The younger generation of the elves had never seen it before either.
Hence, when they saw the mess on the ground, their faces were filled with shock and fear.
10,000 elite heavy cavalrymen were almost wiped out in this magic storm.
Several 10th-tier magic casters, dozens of 8th-tier and 9th-tier magic casters, a group of 7th-tier great magic casters, and countless mid-tier magic casters had cast the most powerful spells they had learned in their lives on this piece of land.
However, the so-called motley crew had smiles on their faces now.
"My youth is back." A bald uncle rubbed his head and laughed mischievously.
The surrounding elves also laughed. Yes, the younger elves might not have seen such a scene before, but they had worked together to force the invading demons and orcs out of The Wind Forest.
100 years had passed, and some of them had become nobles in the City of Life, some had become peddlers, and some had become servants of the nobles. No one would have thought that they would be able to stand side by side here today to defend against the invasion of the foreign enemies again.
Looking at the clansmen who had once fought side by side with him, their clothes and identities were worlds apart. But in the past, they had all exchanged their lives for this land, this home, for this hundred years of peace. But in the end, they had walked into completely different lives.
100 years had passed, and they were still the ones standing here.
This was ridiculous.
Many of the elves' eyes flashed with sadness and shame.
"They … were all wiped out?" Sally's eyes widened as she looked at the 10,000 heavy cavalrymen who had almost been wiped out in disbelief. These were the most elite heavy cavalrymen in the Roth Empire. She had only hoped that these people who had hurriedly gathered could help the City of Life hold out for these two hours until the elven guards arrived.
"So powerful!"
In the City of Life, the younger elves were also in disbelief when they saw this scene.
"This is nothing. The orcs and demons were much more difficult to deal with back then, but they were still chased out of the Wind Forest by us." One of the elves who could no longer walk grinned. "Don't underestimate this motley crew. They are the real veterans who have been through hundreds of battles. Those little bastards in the guards can't compare to them."
"Then why did some of them become servants?" a young elf asked in confusion.
"That's the saddest thing." A trace of mockery flashed through the old elf's eyes. "The group of people who shed their blood for this forest and this race, the group of people who fought to defend their freedom, lost their freedom in the end, and their freedom was taken away by their own people. But when the crisis came, they still stood up without hesitation. "
The surrounding elves were silent and fell into deep thought.
On the high platform, Barton had tears in his eyes. In the past, he had also stood in this position and commanded the elves to repel the attacks of the orcs and demons.
100 years had passed, and his opponent had become the Roth Empire. He was still standing here, and his warriors were still the same.
"Damn it! Bastard! "Iman looked at the heavy cavalry lying on the ground, and his eyes turned red.
This was his most precious troop, the elite of the elite. The cost of nurturing a heavy cavalry was almost three times that of a normal cavalry. This was equivalent to destroying half of his foundation.
What was even more detestable was that they died so miserably, and didn't even cause any harm or threat to the City of Life.
If he had known that the other party had such a large number of powerful magic casters, he wouldn't have been so careless as to send the heavy cavalry to attack first.
"G-general, what should we do now?" the deputy general who had suggested attacking immediately said with a trembling voice.
They had been stationed at the border for many years, and were quite familiar with the elven lords at the border. They only felt that the elves were seriously corrupted internally, and that most of them were cowards. And they didn't meet any resistance on their way to the City of Life, which seemed to confirm this point.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that he would fall in the hands of such a motley crew.
However, he was also glad. If he had been greedy and fought with Katur for the first credit of attacking the city, he would have been dead by now.
"Attack the city! Continue to attack the city! I want to see how strong this motley crew is, and if they can really stop the Roth Empire's heavy cavalry! "Iman gritted his teeth, and raised his hand to summon a few generals, and gave them instructions.
A long whistle sounded, and a troop of 1,000 steel-backed eagles suddenly appeared in the sky. They split into two groups, and began to fly around the City of Life.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Arrows flew from below, but because the steel-backed eagles were flying very high, only a few of them fell.
The 40,000 heavy cavalry split into four groups, and surrounded the City of Life.
As a veteran general, Iman knew very well that this wasn't a good strategy to attack the city. When the heavy cavalry was wiped out, and the enemy's reinforcements were about to arrive, he should be thinking about how to lead the army to retreat, and meet up with the reinforcements at the back, before discussing the next battle plan.
However, the military order he received was to take down the City of Life at all costs, and do his best to inflict heavy damage to the elves.
He didn't know what the higher-ups' goal was, but he knew very well that this order meant that his troops would have to sacrifice everything for the empire's interests, including the lives of the soldiers.
The magic storm created by thousands of magic casters gathered together was too terrifying. There was no chance of survival within the range of the magic storm, and it couldn't be compensated with human lives. Therefore, he dispersed his troops, and at the same time, forced the enemy to disperse their troops, and eliminate the magic storm.
"Do these fellows really not want to live anymore? They don't even have reinforcements! "Barton looked at the enemy troops who had changed their formation with a puzzled expression.
However, in the previous attack and defense battle, they had been unprepared, and caught the enemy off guard. That was why they were able to wipe out the enemy's heavy cavalry regiment.
Now that the enemy had changed their formation, he could only adapt accordingly.
However, they only needed to hold on for another hour now. The surrounding lords were rushing over with their troops, and the guards would reach the City of Life in another hour.
After receiving the signal of the arrival of the various troops, Iman slowly pulled out the longsword at his waist, and shouted, "Take off your shields! Charge towards the City of Life! "
This time, Iman led the charge.
He rode the Liger Beast forward, and with a leap, he covered more than 10 meters. His speed was so fast that even the best archers of the elves couldn't predict his position.
Behind him, the 10,000 heavy cavalry charged towards the City of Life again.
Five groups of troops attacked the City of Life from five different directions at the same time. Battle cries shook the sky.
At this moment, the Tree of Life in the center of the City of Life suddenly shone brightly …
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