After an unknown amount of time, Han Jin's figure slowly walked out of the wind and snow. He shook off the snow on his body and walked into the magic shield. Yalina was already fast asleep. Rushing through the wind and snow had consumed a lot of her physical strength. Although she was very excited, she still couldn't help but fall asleep after lying down for a while.
If she was a single girl, it would be difficult for her to fall asleep in this dark and empty field. However, Yalina was not afraid because Han Jin was outside. She looked very relaxed in her sleep with a sweet smile on her face.
Han Jin quietly looked at Yalina. After a while, he quietly sat on the carpet and began to adjust his breath.
Harley, who was "exiled," was not so lucky. He kept flying forward. He had made up his mind that he would never go back before dawn. He didn't need to rest anyway.
Fly, fly, fly … After flying past the small forest in front of him, Harley's figure came to an abrupt stop and returned to his original form. The two strange red lights in his eye sockets shot towards the west. Just a moment ago, he had smelled the scent of blood! Undead creatures were naturally sensitive to the smell of blood, but he didn't see anything abnormal in his line of sight. The smell of blood should have come from a place extremely far away. For it to be able to travel so far, it could be judged that there were many people bleeding.
Should he go back and report to the master or go take a look himself? Harley hesitated for a moment. His body quickly shrank inwards and then turned into a round bead, flying in the direction of the smell of blood. Harley was different now. He was a powerful undead creature who had once ravaged the Angel of Light. Although the Angel of Light had lost most of its power, it didn't affect Harley's confidence in himself.
After flying for more than ten miles, Harley finally approached the battlefield. With the help of the dim light, he could clearly see that there were creatures of three races fighting for their lives below. On one side were the humans, and on the other side were the elves and a large number of orcs. Ha Lei couldn't believe his eyes. The elves and the orcs were two extremes. Although they were both relatively weak races, perhaps because they were in the same boat, they rarely had large scale conflicts. But they still looked down on each other. The elves thought that the orcs were ignorant, rude, and barbaric, while the orcs thought that the elves were too weak, too weak, and always thought that they were smart.
How could these two races fight side by side? Harley thought that the scene in front of him was too absurd!
The humans were at an absolute disadvantage. They were fighting and running at the same time, trying to kill their way out. The elves and orcs, on the other hand, were following closely behind the humans. After a slight contact and killing a few humans, the elves and orcs would slow down and increase the distance between them before launching another attack.
In the human team, there were 60 to 70 carriages. Some magicians stood on the carriages and fought. There were also warriors riding horses nearby to provide cover for the magicians. However, the elves were riding silver pegasi, and the orc warriors were riding wind wolves. The humans were far inferior to their opponents in terms of speed, numbers, and attack power.
In fact, the individual strength of the human soldiers was much stronger than their opponents. All kinds of fighting skills bloomed one after another. The strength of the magicians was not weak either. They could even release ninth-grade spells such as hellfire and icicle. However, their cooperation was a mess. When Harley saw the hellfire and icicle attack the orc warriors in the same area, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. What a waste of magic! First, he used icicle to freeze the orc warriors into ice sculptures, then used hellfire to melt the ice. Was this a game?!
On the contrary, the orc warriors cooperated very well. They cut and cut as naturally as flowing water. Although their shiny scimitars were constantly waving, they didn't attack easily. Every time they attacked, they gathered the strength of a group of warriors to attack one person. Of course, because most of the humans were high-grade professions, the orc warriors had to pay a price several times or even more than ten times for every person they killed. However, none of the orc warriors retreated.
The cooperation of the elves was also very good. Moreover, they were all archers. They could form a perfect charging formation with the orc warriors, making up for each other's shortcomings. They could also help the orc warriors kill the human warriors, or attack the magicians on the carriages. They were a huge threat to the other side.
Idiot! If I don't help, you will all be killed by the elves and orc warriors! Harley couldn't help but feel proud when he thought of himself appearing as a hero or a benefactor. He then quietly shot forward while staying close to the snow.
Behind the battle, there were hundreds of elves and orc warriors following at a moderate pace. Obviously, they didn't use their full strength!
The elf in the lead was a female. It was hard to tell how old she was. In fact, guessing the age of an elf was an extremely stupid thing to do. She carried a longbow on her back. Seeing her people fighting in front of her, she didn't even bother to take off her longbow, which was enough to prove how relaxed she was. As for her appearance, although she wasn't as beautiful as Sunier or Yalina, she was still very beautiful.
Walking next to the female elf was an orc warrior that could be called "the best." Looking from behind, the orc warrior was more than two meters tall. He was very burly, and his black hair danced wildly in the wind. On his back, there was an iron rod that was as thick as a calf. He was riding on a tall silver wolf, and his extraordinary aura made him look like a lone ranger who was free to roam the world. But if you looked at him from the front, you would be scared to death. His forehead and cheekbones were high, his eye sockets were deep, and two white fangs were sticking out of his mouth. Unlike the vampires, whose fangs were sticking out from the top, this orc's were sticking out from the bottom, pointing towards the sky. Coupled with his ugly face and green skin, he looked more like a ghost than a vampire.
"The wind and snow are getting heavier." The female elf looked up at the sky and smiled. "Omar, you have lost a lot of your men. What? You still don't want to fight? "
Just as the female elf finished speaking, a meteor fell from the sky with a whistling sound, landing right in the middle of the dozen or so elves. The flames from the explosion instantly engulfed the dozen or so elves, turning them into a different kind of fire elves.
"Sheerawl, your men are dead too. Why don't you fight?" The orc warrior named Omar laughed.
"This is a rare opportunity for the warriors of our two races to practice with each other," the female elf named Sheerawl said softly. "You think so too, don't you?"
"Yes. It's much better than exchanging EXP with sacrifices on the battlefield." Omar nodded. "Actually …"
Sheerawl waited for a moment. Seeing that Omar stopped talking, she asked with a smile, "Omar, what do you want to say?"
"In fact, our two races should've abandoned our traditional prejudices long ago." Omar heaved a sigh. "We lack the power to resist magic. Many warriors were killed by mages in the war against the Capital of Elements. They died in vain!"
"What are your Mountain Giants doing?" Sheerawl smiled.
"The Mountain Giants have infinite power, but …" Omar shook his head. "How far can they cast their spells? Before they can get close, the lava and quicksand have swallowed them. By the way, Sheerawl, how many arrows do you have in your quiver? "
"A hundred. I haven't fought yet. What's wrong?"
"That's the Mountain Giants' fatal flaw." Omar smiled bitterly. "A long, long time ago, the Mountain Giants liked to use huge flail hammers, and two of them at that. When they threw one, they could swing the other to join the battle. Later, we Beastmen were chased to a barren place by the humans. There were no iron mines there, so the Mountain Giants had no choice but to fight with rocks. Now … we don't even have enough rocks! Besides, how can we let the Mountain Giants run around with more than a hundred rocks? They can only attack once. "
"I see that your men are all well-armed."
"They're my personal guards. If they didn't have suitable weapons, we would've been wiped out by Grand Duke Solomon."
"I can understand your predicament." Sheerawl smiled bitterly. "Our situation isn't much better than yours."
"Damned humans! They reproduce and wreak havoc everywhere like locusts. They've taken over almost all the resources on the continent. "Omar said slowly." Sheerawl, it's too late for us to form an alliance now! In a few more decades, we won't even need to fight. We'll starve to death and die of poverty! Fortunately, my father and your Lord Anpudula have made the wisest choice! "
"As far as I know, you and the Elemental Capital fight every year. You're the one who started it every time?" Sheerawl asked. "Why don't you rest for a few years?"
"We don't have a choice. If we don't fight … what do we eat? What do they eat? " Omar patted the silver wolf under him. "We can't grow crops in that broken place."
"You mean … eating people?" Sheerawl's expression changed slightly.
"Yes." Omar nodded lightly.
Sheerawl's face turned pale. She wasn't sure before, but now that she knew that Omar did eat people, she almost vomited on the spot. If there were no wars on the continent, almost every elf would become an artist. They were born with a love for beauty. Sheerawl couldn't accept this fact.
"Haha, I just said that we don't have a choice, right? Do you want us to eat ourselves? " Omar glanced at Sheerawl. Seeing that this intelligent and mysterious elf leader couldn't control her emotions, Omar changed the topic. "I heard that there's another voice among the elves. They believe that they can find a way to live in peace with humans. Their leader is … Great Elf Lydia, right?"
"How do you know?"
"Do you think we orcs are fools too?"
"Yes." Sheerawl looked away because she was still feeling nauseous. "But Lydia can't influence our cooperation. She has to follow the orders of the United Senate. Don't worry."
"I'm not worried. I just want to remind you." Omar said slowly, "The powerful humans have fallen apart. They've been killing each other for hundreds of years. Now is the best time for our two races to rise! If we miss this opportunity … to allow the humans to re-establish a great empire, we will completely disappear from this world. "
"You should tell this to the elders of the United Senate. I'm the leader, but I don't have a high status." Sheerawl realized that her attitude was a bit stiff. She added, "Actually … we know what you said. Not only us, but even Dragon City is highly vigilant against humans."
"That's good." After finding out that even Dragon City was wary of humans, Omar's spirits were lifted and he smiled happily. However, his smile made him look even uglier.
Sheerawl remembered her mission. She looked at the battle ahead and said slowly, "Cooperating with you is beneficial for us. In the past, our archers could only hide behind the centaurs. But the centaurs are too weak to resist the attacks of human Knight and Swordsman regiments. With your protection, we'll be much safer. "
Omar knew that Sheerawl was trying to be friendly. He laughed and said, "Just like now! Isn't it? Haha … Don't worry. Our warriors won't be cowards. They won't hurt you unless they step over our dead bodies. "
Sheerawl turned her head and didn't say anything. Most females were emotional, and female elves were even more so. Hearing that Omar ate humans, her good impression of Omar immediately disappeared. Among all the intelligent humanoids on the Pan Continent, there were few examples of cannibalism. Even in the Abyss World, only the Blood Clan and a few other races fed on other creatures. It disgusted her to the extreme.
"I've heard a lot about the human lord named Raphael these days. Is he very powerful?" Omar changed the topic.
Sheerawl nodded silently.
"Your sister was killed by that Raphael, wasn't she?"
Sheerawl's cheeks twitched, and her eyes became misty.
"I know that your sister has never practiced archery. She only likes the harp and is willing to dedicate her life to art. Even a dragon would be intoxicated by the sound of her harp. How could he have the heart to harm such a pure elf? Humans … are really too despicable, too cruel, too vicious! " Omar took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, Sheerawl. If I see Raphael on the battlefield, I'll avenge you! I swear! "
Sheerawl's eyes were full of sarcasm. "Do you really think you're Raphael's match?" They had known each other for a few days, and they were no longer polite. Sheerawl suddenly used honorifics to mock Omar.
"Sheerawl, what do you mean?" Omar was stunned.
"Nothing," Sheerawl said calmly. Hilary said calmly, "Lord Prudence told us again and again that if we encounter any strange and incomprehensible attacks during the winter, we should run away immediately to avoid paying an unnecessary price."
"Strange attacks?" Omar was more and more confused.
"Raphael is a magician. He has mastered a lot of powerful spells, but I can't sense any magical waves from them. The attacking methods of those spells are very strange, and … Forget it. When you reach Fort Maxine, I'll let Lord Prudence explain it to you."
"So he's a magician." Omar smiled. He was afraid of group magic attacks. If it was a one-on-one duel, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone except Grand Duke Solomon.
"Don't be careless." Sheerawl was a little helpless. "If Raphael suddenly appears here, I'll leave you behind and run away. This is the right given to me by the United Senate. Don't blame me then."
"If Raphael is really as powerful as you say …" Omar's smile grew wider. Of course, his face was also getting more and more ferocious. "It's my honor to die in the hands of such a powerful man."
Sheerawl gave up. It was too difficult to communicate with such a stubborn guy. She blinked her eyes. "When will your first batch of reinforcements arrive?"
"About a month." Omar knew that Sheerawl was testing for information, but he didn't care. He would tell her sooner or later anyway.
"Aren't you worried that Grand Duke Solomon will suddenly attack your Fatto City?"
"Winter is our world. Do you know why?" Omar smiled proudly.
"Why?"
"Because Grand Duke Solomon has severe asthma. When the weather turns cold, he becomes useless." Omar laughed out loud. "You didn't expect that, did you? A powerful man who is close to the level of a demigod is tortured by asthma every year?! Hahaha … "
"That's impossible …" Sheerawl didn't believe it.
"Nothing is impossible. In the past …" Omar suddenly stopped halfway and stared at the battle in the distance. Sheerawl also noticed that something was wrong. She hurriedly took out her longbow.
The orc warriors that were moving back and forth suddenly flew into the air one after another. A rain of blood blossomed one after another, even dyeing the fluttering snow red. The gale wolves that had lost their masters scurried about in all directions, immediately messing up the orderly formation.
A round bead flashed through the ranks of Beastman Warriors like a bolt of lightning. Every time it flew, it would pierce through the bodies of one or more Beastman Warriors. The huge impact and the inertia of the Beastman Warriors made them look as if they had been punched in the face. They screamed miserably as they flew into the air.
The snow was getting heavier, and it was nighttime. Only the warriors with excellent eyesight could occasionally see a black spot flashing by, but it was impossible to catch the trajectory of the black spot.
Then, an arrogant and noisy voice sounded between heaven and earth. "Here, here, I'm here. Come on … haha … haha … haha …"
Hilary hurriedly controlled her silver pegasus, raised her hand, and shot an arrow. A sharp whistle broke through the air, which was the signal to retreat. She remembered Prudence's words, and the scene in front of her was in the category of incomprehensible!
Omar was furious when he saw his subordinates being slaughtered like grass. He pulled out his giant rod and rushed forward. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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