Li Ena couldn't remember how she had escaped all this time. She only knew that she was running as fast as she could, not daring to stop at all. Even though there was no smooth path in the forest, the elves seemed to have the help of God when they focused on escaping. No matter how strange the terrain was, it was as if it was flat ground and could not be an obstacle at all.
Even if an arrow hit their shoulder, back, or even arm, they did not have the luxury of falling down. No matter how strong the arrow was, it would make them lose their balance in an instant. But after taking two or three steps forward, they would regain their speed and run desperately.
But when the whistling sounds in their ears became more and more frequent, the feeling of not being able to outrun and catch up only made the elves want to curse out loud. Perhaps if they survived and settled down for some time, they would be afraid of what was happening now. But right now, they could only run for their lives.
Suddenly, their vision cleared, and they were suddenly enlightened. Did they run out of the outer forest? Li Ena looked at the camp square where she had stayed for a few days. Now, it was clean and empty.
The elves who were acting as bait had planned to hide in a trench in front of the World Tree. This was dug in the middle of the night by someone's apprentice with a group of elves. But now, in the trench, many familiar faces poked their heads out.
Li Ena's eyes flashed, and she recognized a few people. They were all part of the bait team, but they were members from other directions.
Did they walk faster than the others?
Of course not. In fact, this group of people had already run back after the first contact. Only Li Ena's team fought with the enemy for a while and even killed a centaur scout.
Li Ena did not have time to think about the reason behind it. She only saw the group of people standing in the trench waving their hands anxiously, as if as long as they did so, the elves who were running away would instantly appear beside them.
Because the chase in the open could be seen clearly, it was even more frightening, both for the parties involved and for the people watching the show. The centaurs were like a pack of wolves hunting for food, chasing from behind and gradually closing in, even getting close to the elves who were running away several times.
The elven sword dancer was running at the back, and only she could still fight off the centaurs while being chased. But every time they exchanged blows, he would fall behind by a few steps. Furthermore, even if he managed to defeat one Centaur, there would be more coming after him. Her only chance was the sorcerer, but she did not see him in her field of vision.
Had he been tricked?
Seeing her companions jump into the trench, Li Ena suddenly felt a wind behind her head. She subconsciously jumped and leaned back at the same time. The long-handled axe narrowly missed the tip of her nose. Li Ena maintained this almost flat posture and slid into the trench.
He fell to the bottom of the ditch and looked up at the blue sky. Finally, there were no centaurs in his field of vision. Before he could rejoice for long, he saw the belly of a horse jump over the trench. It seemed that the Centaurs, who could not stop in time, planned to cross the trench and directly attack the World Tree. As for the elves inside, there were naturally companions behind them to deal with them.
However, he did not manage to jump over the narrow trench. The energy barrage counteracted his momentum and sent the Centaur flying back into the trench. This unforeseen event frightened all the elves hiding inside. The centaur that had been chasing them was now covered in bloody holes. His eyes were wide open and his face was full of disbelief. It was very terrifying.
The moment Li Ena jumped into the trench, Hallumi, who had been waiting for a long time, lifted the curtain of camouflage.
Gabrax Lin Tripwood makes his entrance!
Are we going to use Dimensional Banishment to end this war?
No. For Lin, Dimensional Banishment could only target one target at a time. When encountering multiple targets, he could only cast the spell again and again and throw them to unknown places. But when facing an army, there was no doubt that this was too inefficient. And someone had never thought of a plan in this regard, nor did he intend to make a last-minute effort on the battlefield. Instead, he brought out a treasure that he had kept for a long time.
If there was a list of achievements in life, as a gaming nerd, using unlimited rocket launchers or unlimited machine guns to rush through any game in the Ghost Castle series would definitely be a golden achievement. And as a gaming nerd who had transmigrated from another world, how could he not have thought of recreating such a scene in another world?
Under the operation of the motor, the six barrels of the portable M134 high-speed multi-barrel rotary machine gun began to rotate at an astonishing speed. Looking at the scene of thousands of horses charging toward him, Lin Li did not feel timid. Instead, he felt a strange kind of excitement.
Lin Li grinned and thought of a line that he would only use in his hometown. He said, "Let's Rock n 'Roll motherfucker!"
Grabbing the trigger, the machine gun's muzzle began to roar!
Because it did not use gunpowder, there was no problem with recoil. However, the six rotating barrels and the energy bullets were affected by the magic array in the barrel. They were uncontrollable and randomly attached with various special attributes and interfered with each other, making this magical version of the machine gun as difficult to tame as a wild beast.
All these difficulties were no problem at all with the physical strength enhanced by auxiliary magic. Lin Li steadily held the M134 machine gun by his waist. The magic power extracted from the World Tree was transmitted into the machine gun through a cable that was as thick as an arm. The disorderly arrangement caused the originally pure energy bullets to instantly fall into a state of frenzy and chaos. The random attributes attached to the barrels further increased the destructive power, forming the most efficient killing machine.
The light bullets almost connected into a line, sweeping through every inch of the ground where the muzzle was pointed. Everywhere it passed, blood splattered. Even if the Centaur had a strong physique, it could only die after being hit by hundreds of bullets. And this process only lasted for a moment.
The machine gun with a firing rate of 6,000 shots per minute was like the giant scythe of the Grim Reaper, wantonly reaping the lives that were swept through. No one could escape. It did not matter if you were a low-level soldier or the leader of a tribe. In the face of death, all were equal, and beautiful flowers of blood bloomed. Even the huge impact and chaotic magic could tear apart the muscles of the centaurs without any hindrance, paralyzing their tall bodies.
The centaurs, who had never encountered such an attack, formed a dense formation. In their knowledge, as long as they could increase the speed of their charge, there was no enemy that they could not break through, and there was no enemy that they could not kill. Even the rain of arrows that the elves were proud of could not stop the centaurs' charge. In the end, this group of frail, pointy-eared skinny people could only fall under their iron hooves!
But all their confidence was shattered along with their bodies!
Most of the centaurs still did not understand why their comrades in front of them had fallen, and they experienced the answer themselves. Before they could give a warning, before they could feel regret, before they could think about all this, their life force disappeared in the flowers of blood.
The Centaurs fell one by one. None of them could survive the onslaught of the bullet screen. Good or bad equipment couldn't prolong their lives. Even from the moment the machine gun started firing, the centaurs did not manage to advance much and died while charging. Their battered bodies and the blood that flowed out of them covered the World Tree Square.
With the cover of the forest, the centaurs who had not yet left the forest could not see the situation in the square. They could only follow the footsteps in front of them and keep stepping out of the forest. Only then did they see the hellish scene in front of them. It was too late. They only had the option of charging forward with their heads down, or choosing to stop and collide with their comrades behind them. The worst case scenario was being trampled to death.
If someone blocked their path with bullets as soon as they stepped out of the forest, they would be killed on the spot. The accumulated corpses would be a warning to those who came after them, and it would also be the best cover. But the natural flaw of the M134 solved this problem.
The multi-barreled rotary machine gun's firing speed brought about a large amount of bullets. It was impossible for someone to lock onto the gun with his mental power like other magic guns and change the trajectory of the bullets. He could not even make minor adjustments. Since he could only attack in a straight line, the flaw was that with only one machine gun, there was a limit to the efficiency of killing.
At the very least, someone would have to move the muzzle to shoot the centaurs in different directions. This difference in time gave the enemy the opportunity to try to use a charge to solve everything. There were also centaurs who chose to spread out to the left and right, trying to surround the enemy. They even hoped that someone would be distracted and create an opportunity for their comrades on the other side.
But it was all in vain.
Compared to the centaurs who left the forest, they had to rush more than 400 meters to enter the attack range of their spears. How long would it take for them to run this distance at top speed, and how long would it take for someone to turn the muzzle?
Just as the person was thinking, he suddenly realized that he had no target. Grabbing the trigger, he blankly shot left and right. There was not a single centaur standing in the square in front of him. He let go of the trigger. At the same time, the sound of the motor rotating gradually slowed down and finally stopped. Lin asked the apprentice beside him, "Where are they?"
"Teacher, the centaurs' remaining troops ran away," Kaya said calmly as she looked at the surveillance screen.
The image that the girl saw was sent back by the wreckage of the evil god transformed satellite. Because its original functions had not been lost, Lin hung it up high and used it as a surveillance device. The girl was in charge of operating it.
"Ran away?" A certain someone was still a little confused. He casually swung the M134 machine gun onto his shoulder and rubbed his stubbled chin as he pondered.
Looking at her teacher's flashy appearance, Halumi, who was standing on the other side, asked, "Should we chase?"
"F * ck! How do we chase? " Shaking the cable connected to the machine gun, Lin felt a little angry and disheartened that his apprentice did not have any foresight. Limited by the length of the cable to extract the World Tree's authority, it was destined that a certain someone could not run around with the M134 machine gun.
At this moment, not far away, the curtain of another camouflaged position was also lifted. Inside was a large number of camels, as well as the young king and his ministers. They did not talk at all. They just stared at the battlefield in front of them with their mouths agape … Well, perhaps a slaughterhouse was more appropriate.
Especially the arrogant Minister of War, Maxim Stache. He also did not care about his image. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the human mage.
Thinking of the evaluation this person had given him, Lin tried to put on a friendly expression and said with a smile, "I really don't understand war. But I know how to kill, and how to kill a lot of people. "
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