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- Less than five minutes after the start of the battle, the front wall of the 'Yangu Fortress' was breached. No, it should be said that there was almost nothing left of the front wall, and magma was everywhere.
The number of deaths and injuries of the elves is not too much. The sense of crisis before the explosion of Apollo made them all escape. Su Xiao¡¯s purpose is not to kill many elves, but to break through the city wall, so he asked Boubo Wang to take Apo Luo An was placed inside the city wall.
"kill!!"
"Kill all these tree monkeys."
The gray orcs roared angrily. The reason why they called the elves tree monkeys was mainly because the elves lived in the forest, and their common way of transportation was to swing by vines.
The big feet stepped on the molten magma of the city wall, which made the orc soldiers rush forward with strange screams, but fortunately their soles had thick calluses.
The elves in the fortress were ready to attack the formation, and the gray orcs had just rushed through the thick smoke, and arrows hit them head-on.
Before a gray orc soldier could react, he was shot through the head by an arrow, and fell backwards backwards.
"Draw your sword!"
An elf clan captain shouted, the sound of "drawing the sword" was very ritualistic, like a knight dueling with the enemy, because of his own strength, he revealed his calmness.
On the other hand, the gray orcs, with their teeth and claws open, and the weapons in their hands are stained with dried blood. God knows how often they take a bath, maybe last year? Or a few years ago.
There was a neat sound of drawing swords. The swords of the elves were narrow for the sake of beauty, and the overall weight of the sword made up for the lack of cutting power.
"My fellow citizens, I am with you."
The long sword in the hand of Elf Prince Varen pointed forward, and all the elf warriors around him rushed forward.
"Roar!"
The gray orcs with different weapons came forward, and for some reason, there was a faint red glow in their eyes.
The elves lined up charged in unison, and opposite them were the orcs swarming in, making a big mess.
Weapons collided, gold and iron screamed, the sound of slashing and screaming was endless, and the elves also showed elegance when fighting.
A handsome elf warrior blocked the incoming sawtooth sword with his horizontal sword. As soon as the weapons came together, there was a clang. He knelt down on his knees.
Poof! Pooh! Pooh!
The elf warrior who was about to give New Year's greetings to the enemy was splashed with blood. He fell to the ground, convulsed, and died quickly.
Facts have proved that no matter how ritualistic the elves are in fighting, they cannot be defeated.
Like a torrent, the orc troops rushed directly into the fortress. The ghosts were howling, causing a large group of elves to bleed from seven holes and fell to the ground.
Half an hour after the start of the battle, the defense line of the elves was almost completely broken through, and the two sides began to fight in the streets inside the fortress.
One hour after the battle started, more than 40,000 elves were killed or injured, and they were forced to retreat to the inside of the fortress.
Two hours after the war started, more than 80,000 elves were killed or injured. The elf prince Varen asked to talk to Su Xiao, but ignored him.
Three hours after the start of the battle, a 100,000-scale Doin Empire army arrived, and Su Xiao sent 80,000 orc troops to meet them. After annihilating 20,000 of the army, Doin's troops found that nothing could be done, and the whole army retreated.
Four hours after the war started, more than 100,000 elves were killed or injured, and the elf prince Varun surrendered and was ignored.
At the same time, the reinforcements of the dwarves arrived, a force of 60,000 people, which collapsed after being wiped out by 30,000 people.
Five hours after the start of the battle, the troops of the Doin Empire came to help again. They were ambushed by their own orc troops along the way. After cutting their battle line, they killed more than 5,000 enemies. The troops of the Doin Empire retreated and stationed on the southwest side of the battlefield to form a line of defense to prevent The orc army invaded the central battlefield.
Six hours after the start of the battle, the elves were almost wiped out. Of the 200,000 elves, only 7,600 survived. However, because the red-eyed gray orcs were too difficult to control, these 7,600 elves were captured by gray beasts before they were captured. People drown.
In the messy fortress, most of the buildings collapsed, several wooden buildings were burning with raging fire, and the corpses of elves and gray orcs were everywhere.
An elf warrior knelt on the ground, covered in blood, his body trembling uncontrollably, his arrogance was killed.
Under the influence of the "bloody battle" effect of the title of war lord, the gray orcs became extremely warlike and bloodthirsty. As long as the elf captives showed an arrogant attitude, the gray orc soldiers would kill them without saying a word.
"Stay away from him, Dugun, stay away."
The orc hero Walpole's face was full of murderous intent, and the bloodstains on his face made him look even more vicious, and the surrounding gray orcs walked away resentfully.
At this time, Walpole was standing in front of the kneeling elves, or if he hadn't been there, the elves would have been hacked and killed by the passing gray orcs long ago.
In the cognition of all the gray orcs, Su Xiao must not defy, the result is worse than death, more than 200 gray orcs have tried it, as for Walpole, he should not be too provocative, he is easy to be hammered by the opponent Stoned to death.
"Where is your elf prince?"
Walpole wiped some blood from his face, and squatted in front of the elf warrior with his head in his hands.
"Quickly tell me, if I can't find out where the elf prince is, I won't have anything to eat today."
Speaking of this, a trace of worry appeared in Walpole's eyes.
"He is, he is"
Halfway through speaking, the elf warrior kneeling on the ground drew a cross sword from the pile of rubble beside him, and stabbed directly at Walpole's chest.
With a swipe, the crossed sword pierced Walpole's chest.
"Die, you lowly orc."
The elven warriors had a fierce look on their faces. Obviously, the elves still had some backbone.
Walpole looked down at the cross sword on his chest, raised his hand, scratched his face with his sharp fingertips, and grinned.
"Are you tickling me?"
Walpole stood up and looked around.
"Tan Yatan, he is yours."
Tan Yatan in Walpole's mouth is a ghost. This ghost floated above the elf warrior, and her beautiful face was a little flushed. She likes the handsome man of the elves the most.
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"No, no, no!"
The elf warrior wailed, and was gradually wrapped in the black fluid of Tan Yatan's lower body, Tan Yatan also let out a giggle.
Walpole didn't watch this scene at all. He drew the cross sword from his chest, looked it up and down, and flicked the edge of the sword with his index finger, as if there was a sound of wind.
"Good sword, is this the sword of the elf prince? Dedicate it to Master Bai Ye."
Walpole hung the Wind Sword on his waist, and was about to walk away when the faint cry of the elf warrior reached his ears.
"Just now, you seem to have said where the elf prince Varen is?"
"He didn't."
The ghost Tan Yatan spoke first, but under Walpole's watchful eyes, the black fluid under Tan Yatan's body surged, and after throwing the elf warrior out, he floated away with a displeased face.
Half an hour later, the elf prince Varun, whose face was covered in blood and dust, was crushed into a three-story stone building.
With a plop, Varun was kicked and fell to his knees, which caused the anger in his chest to rise, and his whole body was trembling.
"You are the elf prince Varen?"
Su Xiao was sitting on a wooden chair, and Boubo Wang was squatting beside his legs. Behind him, there were two extraordinarily strong gray orcs, and further away was the ghost responsible for serving tea.
"yes."
Varun lowered his head. He knew without even thinking about what the leader of the other party was going to do. It was nothing more than using him as a bargaining chip to extort food from the El Great Forest. This was all he could rely on. The Chaos Legion was too poor. Never let go of the present opportunity.
"You said, how much food should I trade your life for?"
"snort."
The elf prince Warren snorted coldly, completely relieved. If he was a little panicked just now, he has completely stabilized his mind now, and must not lose the face of the elves. Of course, as long as the enemy gives proper respect, he will not Do you mind asking El Forest to bring out more food.
"Drag it out and kill it."
"!"
The elf prince Varun raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened. He could feel that the enemy was not joking with him. He still had a bright future. How could he die here just because he was defeated once?
"I would like to take out"
With a bang, before Varen could finish speaking, his sandbag-sized fist swung down, and he was dragged out by several gray orcs.
Two minutes later, the elf prince Varun died at the age of 107 (approximately equal to the age of 30 for humans), and the cause of death gave a cold snort
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