The Elven Sword Dancer's two swords accurately pierced through the centaur scout's clavicle and into his body without any resistance.
However, the Centaur Scout's sturdy physique was beyond imagination. After being stabbed twice, he reached behind him and threw the Elf that was riding on him to the ground.
With a roll, he got up and narrowly avoided the Centaur's stomp. This was because she had jumped. The two swords stabbed straight into his heart, and it didn't look like she had stabbed too deeply. At the same time, she didn't have time to pull out her swords and caused him to bleed profusely. If any of these factors were achieved, the centaur wouldn't have a chance to be so lively.
Li Aina looked at the scout she had injured without any fear. It was also at this time that she realized how big and tall the centaur was. Even if she stood up, she could only look up at him.
Centaurs usually only wore breastplates. This was because if others wanted to attack them from the back, they had to cross the huge horse body first. It wasn't that easy, so they rarely got attacked from the back. The only exception was long-range shooting with bows and arrows. At this moment, the elves who were a step too slow to surround the centaur quickly drew their bows and shot at him. It looked like they were going to turn the centaur into a beehive.
The best way to avoid shooting was to not stand still and be a live target. The centaur scout understood this very well. He spread his four hooves and brandished his spear. No matter how skilled Li Aina was, she wasn't a match for a cavalry in a head-on collision, not to mention that she only had a short sword in her hand. The two swords she usually used were still stuck in the centaur's shoulders.
She thought of the man's advice before leaving. It was only five words: roll on the ground and cut off the horse's feet. Even if Li Aina was skilled and bold, she was only thinking about what nonsense the man was talking about at that time. With the centaur's size and weight, the elf's small body could be stepped on a few times. Rolling on the ground was asking for it.
But the situation in front of her changed too quickly, and her life was hanging by a thread. She didn't care whether it was reasonable or not. The moment she was about to be hit, she rolled to the side and slashed at the two hooves on her side with the short sword in her hand. She couldn't guarantee that her attack would be accurate at all. But from the feel of it, it should have scratched something.
After passing by, the centaur lost its footing and fell to the ground. The other elves saw this opportunity and held their elven scimitars with both hands, all of them performing a jump kill. Eight or nine blades stabbed into the Centaur Scout's soft flesh, but it only aroused its ferocity. It stood up bravely and shook off all the Elves on top of its body.
A layer of green light could be seen clearly on the centaur scout's body as it stood up again. Even if these elves had never seen a centaur before, they still remembered from the information that this was a resurrection spell from the centaur druids during wartime. It was used to overdraw one's life force for emergency treatment. They were handed over to each Centaur Warrior in the form of a seal.
Basically, the Centaur had been crippled by the use of Wartime Recovery Magic. Saving him was just a matter of finding time to give him a quick release, or else he would be disabled for the rest of his life. However, this was not good news for their opponents. The elves took out their spare scimitars, but they still couldn't block the centaur's spear and were all pushed back.
The surrounded centaur howled in grief and indignation. Originally, it had made a large detour and wanted to maintain its charging speed. However, the other two centaurs who had turned back to support it changed their direction and rushed back to the main group to pass on the information they had received.
There were some elves who wanted to chase after it, but how could a two-legged elves catch up to a four-legged one, not to mention that there was a centaur present. He knew that his injuries were too serious and he couldn't escape this ordeal no matter what, so he simply ignored all the attacks on his body and swept his spear at the elves who wanted to chase after him.
The three unprepared elves were swept down in one blow. The first elf who was swept was the most miserable. The bones in his ankle were broken. Compared to him, the other two elves were only knocked down by him.
After a bitter battle, only one centaur was left alive after being surrounded by ten elves. As for the other two elves who were determined to escape, they were completely powerless. They could only watch as the other party's horse buttocks ate the dust.
This was the first time they fought, and it made Li Ena recall the records she had read before. If she used mathematics to calculate, on average, three elves would have to die to kill a centaur. The difference in strength between the two sides was just that great. After experiencing it firsthand today, she recalled her experience with a troll in the swamp. That time, she was alone and almost didn't make it out alive.
Looking at her injured subordinates, Li Ena directly ordered, "You guys, return to the camp and report that you've made contact with the centaur."
"No! "Captain, I can still fight," the limping elf said emotionally as he stood up straight with one leg braced against the ground.
Li Ena didn't waste any time with them and directly broke his other leg. At the same time, she pointed at the other two elves who had been swept down by the centaur's spear. Although their legs weren't broken, their movements were somewhat sluggish. She said, "You two, immediately send him back and treat his legs. At the same time, report the situation here."
In the face of this temporary captain who didn't talk much and was ruthless, no one dared to be unyielding and directly followed the orders. On the other hand, the elf who had his leg broken shouted loudly for him to stay. If he was given a bow, he could still stop a hundred centaurs.
None of the elves were listening to that nonsense. The two elves who were named directly grabbed his left and right arms and walked back, afraid that this elf sword dancer would hit their feet again.
Seeing the injured leave first, everyone knew that they might not be able to return to the camp. The next time the centaurs appeared, their numbers would definitely make them feel despair. At that time, they could only run wildly and pray that they could outrun the four-legged ones. If the centaurs appeared too early and couldn't buy much time for the injured elves, and they were caught up instead, then it would definitely be over.
Retrieving the weapon from the fallen centaur, Li Ena looked around and pointed at a tall but somewhat bare tree. She said, "Establish an observation point there. If you see any traces of the enemy, get ready to run. I hope that those who left first will remember their previous instructions and take another path. '
Knowing that her mission was to bait, Li Ena naturally focused on investigating a few escape routes. She also made plans for those who retreated first and those who retreated later to take different routes. This was to avoid the predicament of those who left first being caught. However, the centaurs' main force was large in number, and not all of them would be chasing after her. Everything could only depend on fate.
If they encountered the centaur scouts, would they still be far away from their main force?
She assigned an elf to go up the tree. It was a young man from the scout team. The others stayed under the tree to conserve their energy and reflect on the gains and losses of the battle just now. Ten elves against three centaur scouts, only one was left, and two ran away. On her side, one was heavily injured, two were lightly injured, and no one died. If this was reported, it would be a merit.
However, those present were not ordinary elven soldiers. If they were not the king's guards, then they were from the scout team. No matter which side they came from, they were all elites. However, the elites still managed to achieve such results. Everyone's ears turned red. This was shame.
But there was nothing they could do about it. The last war with centaurs was already more than 20 years ago. The Elven Kingdom's military service was compulsory for five to ten years, including the king's guards and other important troops.
For the first five years, they were bound to be ordinary soldiers. Outstanding ones could enter elite squads such as scouts. After five years, they had to prove that they were strong and trustworthy. Only then could they enter special troops such as the king's guards. But the total military service period still did not exceed ten years. Apart from the leading generals, everyone else would be transferred to reserve service.
In other words, the elves present had no experience in actual combat with centaurs. Therefore, this encounter not only broadened their horizons, but also reflected the strength of centaurs that they read about in the elven library. It should be known that before today, not many young elves were convinced of centaurs. But now, they had no choice but to be convinced.
"Elder sister!" Starting with the fat elf, the temporary squad addressed the elven sword dancer as such. "… I saw a large number of startled birds in the forest not far away. It might be enemy tracks."
"Well then, come down, we're running."
"This … isn't good. We still haven't seen centaurs. Aren't we supposed to be in charge of luring the enemy? "Some elves objected.
Unlike the situation with the injured before, this time, no one was injured. It was inevitable that some would have the mentality to try again. Li Ena could only explain with great difficulty: "If they need to see people before they can catch up, then centaurs aren't qualified to be a thorn in the side of the kingdom. Besides, if we don't run now, then we won't be able to run anymore. "
What she said was reasonable. Everyone no longer insisted. They packed up a little and prepared to leave. The fastest to move was the young elf on the tree. He was also afraid of being left behind by the others. According to the temperament of the leader, he might not even look back. Just now, Li Ena directly broke someone's leg with a kick. That ruthlessness was witnessed by the others.
They didn't run far, when they heard the sound of the ground behind them. This was a phenomenon that would occur with a large number of cavalry. Of course, if a large number of centaurs were to run at the same time, they could also create this kind of momentum. Everyone knew that the critical moment had arrived!
Fortunately, the injured elves were sent back first, and their group took a different path from them. In order to achieve the effect of luring the enemy, they only made rough preparations to leave traces behind. It was very careless, but traces could still be seen. But soon, everyone realized that there was no need for such deliberate pretense. Because no matter what they did, the centaurs behind them could still catch up with them.
With the centaurs' tracking ability, the idle elves were worried about the injured elves on the other side. However, most of the elves were still focused on escaping. They shuttled through the woods, choosing the shortest path. Sometimes they lowered their heads to dodge tree branches, and sometimes they had to jump over fallen tree trunks or roots protruding from the ground.
When the first spear flew past them, they didn't need to look back to know where the centaurs were. Judging from the sound, they could roughly guess the number of people chasing them. They reckoned that they didn't need to fight. They could be trampled flat just by stepping on them.
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