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    Section 135 The Invincible Enemy

    In fact.

    When the shadows in the night slowly enter the field of vision.

    The night elves almost suspected that their position was the main battlefield.

    The enemy that appeared on the opposite side turned into a sea of ??crimson.

    Not to mention the overwhelming half-human tall creatures at the front.

    In the middle, there is a crimson blood giant that is rarely seen on the main battlefield!

    It is a kind of burly meat mountain with a height of more than ten meters. Due to the large body, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick. Ordinary weapons or arrows hit their bodies like needles. If the force is light, there is not even a drop of blood.  .

    This kind of giant war monster is said to rarely appear as an organization on the main battlefield.

    Result tonight.

    In this small outskirts of the small stronghold.

    Within the field of vision, there are probably hundreds of people pushing and shoving in line!

    In addition, the half-human tall creature who ran frantically all over the mountains and fields, and sometimes pulled his companions over and stuffed it into his mouth.

    The total number of enemies that appeared this time has reached at least "10,000" level!

    "what happened?"

    This was the unifying thought in the minds of all the night elves present.

    But they didn't have time to think about it.

    The enemies in the front row have already run into the kilometer.

    The dozen or so night elves on duty quickly informed the companions who were resting in the stronghold, while raising their longbows and drawing arrows, aiming at the group that ran the most happily.

    Rows of feathered arrows flew out.

    Below are mixed with several silver-white non-physical light arrows that shoot flat.

    Feather arrows are shot into the body of half-human tall creatures, and they will fall backwards with them. At the same time, they will pass through the body and continue to pass through the lower body of the enemy behind before they can barely stop at exhaustion.

    The half-human tall creature who was shot screamed in pain, fell to the ground and rolled over.

    Some swallowed their breath without saying a word, and were scooped up by the handicapped companion next to them and chewed.

    The flight trajectory of the light arrow without entity is more stable than that of the feather arrow, and the effect and actual damage are also more terrifying. After falling into the crowd, a small-scale explosion will occur.

    All creatures that came into contact were blown alive and kicked off their limbs.

    The target directly hit is blown into pieces and cannot be fished completely.

    I have to say that the strength of the night elves is too terrifying. This time alone, the front of the crimson ocean was punched with an obvious gap.

    Except for the enemies who died on the spot.

    Enemies running around have also significantly slowed down their running speed.

    Some even turned around and rushed to the gap to seize the time to eat supper.

    Obviously, the night elves are very aware of the characteristics of the enemy facing them.

    Those half-human tall creatures like cannon fodder are bloodthirsty and greedy, and they can disrupt their formation as long as they make a little flesh and blood.

    In the past, this trick has been tried and tested.

    Dozens of piles of broken corpses can stop the footsteps of hundreds of enemies, and the night elves can slowly kill them while they are eating.

    It won't take long to wipe out the invading enemy seven or eight hundred meters away.

    Unfortunately tonight is different.

    Dozens of piles of broken corpses did block the footsteps of hundreds of enemies.

    On the left and right sides, more enemies rushed past and continued to run towards the stronghold.

    All the night elves who were still resting in rotation arrived.

    Seeing the size of the enemy, they were directly divided into two groups of about 50 people each. The first group fired arrows uninterruptedly and attacked, and when the arrows were exhausted, they immediately retreated to supplement and rest, and the latter group filled in the gaps to maintain continuous firepower output.

    The running half-human tall creature kept falling down from arrows.

    One hundred, two hundred.

    One thousand, two thousand.

    The crimson "Ocean" spent nearly 3,000 cannon fodder, barely pressing the front line into 500 meters.

    Although the progress is slow, the number behind "Ocean" is more than ten times as many, and the amount of cannon fodder seems to be inexhaustible.

    And, hundreds of burly meat mountains finally moved into the range of a thousand meters at this time.

    Their huge bodies can be clearly seen even at such a long distance, which creates a great sense of oppression, causing many night elves to shoot arrows at the blood giants.

    In this way, no matter how many arrows can kill a blood giant.

    Just talking about the dispersion of firepower, the approach speed of half-human tall creatures running wildly on the ground has increased significantly.

    Inadvertently.

    The hundreds of small men at the front have rushed to the distance where the saliva at the corner of their mouths can be seen clearly.

    theFor food, they are almost tireless.

    Like a fanatic, ignoring physical injuries and fatigue, he only ran for delicious flesh and blood.

    The night elves quickly shifted their targets again, aiming at the disgusting monsters ahead.

    As soon as the firepower was transferred, the blood giant in the distance began to advance recklessly again.

    With a span of nearly ten meters in one step, the distance of a hundred meters almost passed by in a flash.

    The big and small monsters cooperated very well, making the night elves tired of parrying.

    It didn't take long.

    The entire crimson sea was advancing wave after wave like layers upon layers of tides, formally rushing into the 200 meters representing danger.

    This kind of distance can't last for a few minutes. Once they get close, even the night elves, who are capable of defeating one hundred enemies, will be submerged in the crimson ocean.

    The faces of the hundreds of night elves in the stronghold are full of exhaustion at this moment.

    But no one flinched.

    Even knowing that the catastrophe was coming tonight, they still gritted their teeth and persisted.

    And I don't know if there is a special tacit understanding.

    This time, the night elves who stood in the front row shot a lot fewer arrows and feathered arrows.

    More are non-physical light arrows.

    This kind of light arrow seems to be a great burden on their bodies.

    Every time one is shot, the light on the body surface will be weakened by one point.

    And these night elves fired arrows of light without restraint almost with the belief that they must die.

    Most of the time, they were forcibly pulled away by the night elves in the back row, only to find that their fingers were dripping with blood, and the silver light on their bodies was so weak that it almost disappeared.

    But this wave of indiscriminate bombing.

    miraculously wiped out the enemies at close range, the crimson ocean was severely knocked out of the entire tide, and the front retreated 500 meters away.

    This wave.

    Another thousands of cannon fodder lives were taken from the enemy.

    So far, a mere hundred night elves have wiped out enemies dozens of times larger than themselves within a buffer zone of several hundred meters.

    The crimson ocean seemed to be dazzled.

    The advancing speed paused slightly.

    The blood giant in the distance stopped and seemed to be listening to something.

    Seeing this, the night elves left dozens of people to continue attacking with feather arrows, and the rest of them took the time to heal the injuries caused by the outbreak just now.

    I don't know how long this fierce battle will last.

    ? One more person recovered will have more combat power.

    A little more combat power can last a little longer.

    They didn't think about retreating.

    I just want to use my best efforts to persist for the longest time and complete my mission of protecting my hometown.

    ahead.

    A crimson mist suddenly rose in the distance farther than the blood giant.

    The mist spread and quickly covered all the enemy's figures.

    The night elf's vision was full of crimson, even if he shot an arrow into the mist, he didn't know if he hit the enemy.

    Only the light arrows that occasionally fly in can blast a small void in the fog, and then it will be immediately covered by the surrounding fog again.

    Line of sight is obstructed.

    Their accuracy is greatly reduced.

    Enveloped in the mist, the figures of the enemy began to move forward again.

    This time, no matter how many feather arrows were shot, the speed of the mist never slowed down.

    Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters.

    Looking at the crimson mist that is getting closer.

    The night elves, whose silver light was still normal, gritted their teeth and stood in a row, deciding to use the light arrows to blast back the enemy no matter the cost.

    When the continuous arrows of light shot out, carpet bombing plowed through the fog.

    The scene revealed inside is hopeless.

    empty.

    The area of ??nearly two hundred meters in front of the fog was empty, and all the enemies were shrunk beyond this blank distance.

    Amazing blindfold!

    Because after this battle, no night elf who could stand normally without shaking could be found in the stronghold.

    Watching the mist break up and close again, and continue to spread and approach intact, despair finally appeared on their faces.

    Unexpectedly, it was his own stupidity that defeated them in the end.

    it's over.

    The enemy who came this time cannot be defeated.

    They closed their eyes, put away their longbows and drew out their sharp swords, preparing for the expected brutal hand-to-hand combat.

    at this time.  </div&gt
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