Dark clouds drifted in silently, blocking the direct sunlight. Birchfield was slightly disappointed. The southeastern coalition's position was in the east, while Gallan Nord's position was in the west. He chose this time because he hoped that the sun would be dazzling and stun the enemy. After all, he had seen that long-range attack without any false starts. Could it be that the druid created the cloud? This idea made the left-wing military governor himself sneer. The Kumara soldiers' huge desire to control intelligence tortured him, but so far, except for the specious term "druid", he didn't have much useful information. However, he believes that everything has its limits. If the elves can control the weather, then a hailstorm can win the battle. The war is about to begin, but Burchfield, Korchahar and other senior officers are in the main tent of the Chinese army. The thick flagpole symbolizing the coalition forces stands behind the tent, and the left and right armies can see it from a distance. Essien successively lost 17,000 men in Bloody Castle and Solin Valley, leaving 12,000 men left, half of whom were retinues and heavy supplies. However, Chongying Kumara, who had suffered little losses after several battles, had nearly 30,000 soldiers. As a wolf-eater, he would not bow his head, and the command of the coalition forces was completely controlled by the left-wing military governor. Burchfield sat on the throne and said sonorously to the messenger: "Order, the third, fifth and seventh cavalry on the left wing will attack, and the center will eject and then return." Upon hearing this, the Wolf Eater clenched the armrests. Rattling sound, those are the elites of Essien's Prime Minister family, but they are being used as cannon fodder for testing. But he said nothing. As a general, he had failed, but this war could not fail. The cavalry set off. There were no military songs to boost morale, no eyes that glorified the body and mind, only the ferocious blades of the supervising team. The three light cavalry stood out from the formation and then accelerated, like an open flower splitting into three petals. The cavalry knew it was extremely dangerous, but there was still a chance of survival if they rushed forward. After more than two hundred Sami ran out, the cavalry captain shouted loudly. The whole team increased their speed to the highest level. At the same time, he leaned down and covered his upper body with a tough tanned leather shield. At the other end of the battle formation, Drusilia nodded to her generals. The latter shot a whistle arrow, and the ranger holding a longbow stepped forward and attached the weighted arrow. Thousands of arms pulled the bowstring at the same time, and the rattling sound merged into a breathless rhythm. The rangers did not release arrows, and no one ordered them to be released at the same time. Their excellent eyesight allows them to see enemies behind their shields and the panting wetness of their horses. The Tias had no aim, and projectile aim was a joke, but they knew their bows and arrows. He knows what kind of trajectory the flying arrow will draw. So they are just adjusting to make the trajectory of death more artistic and perfect. The first ranger found his best feeling, loosened his fingers and let the arrow fly into the air at a 45-degree angle, and then continued to wind it without looking at the next step. After making a start, the other rangers also let their art fly into the sky, and the sounds of whizzing came one after another. "Cover!" the cavalry captain yelled. He had experienced many arrow rains and knew that as long as his luck was not too bad, he could return intact in most cases. Just run to the center of the battlefield. Shoot a symbolic arrow and return. Thinking of this, he secretly cursed Korchahar's incompetence. If he hadn't given up his command to others, how could he have carried out such an order. He raised his shield. Try to hide the vital points as much as possible. The sound of arrows tearing through the air came from far to near, crackling like rain, followed by screams and the neighing of horses. The cavalry captain was shot through an arrow in his left forearm, which was nailed to the saddle. But that wasn't what made him feel cold. The sound of the horse's hooves was reduced by half. When he looked back, he was shocked and in disbelief. More arrows fell on the cavalry than on the ground! How can this be? "Projection sacrifices accuracy and lethality. The maximum range is to attack with a covering quantity." This is not only written in Essien's cavalry training manual, but also in his past experience. But Tia can actually achieve a flat shot hit rate! Hundreds of cavalrymen were hit by arrows falling diagonally from above, or were thrown off their horses and fell to the ground wailing. These people would become the targets of the next projectile. The cavalry captain suddenly understood why others said that the bow skills of elves and humans were very different. An arrow pierced the eye socket of the war horse, and he was thrown directly. The shiny full-face helmet could not stop him from breaking his neck After three rounds of ejection, there were no running cavalry, and the fastest guy was in the center of the battlefield. One hundred sami is still missing. The positions of both sides were silent. Tia had expected it, while the humans were dumbfounded and their hands and feet were cold. " Got it." Burchfield nodded and asked the reporter to step back. Korchaha was furious. Essien's 450 professional soldiers, each of whom cost more than a thousand Essien coins to train, would die without honor in exchange for his knowledge? Wolf Eater gritted his teeth and said, "Commander, maybe we should leave the airtight camp and go to the front line to see what we know!"The left-wing military governor turned his head expressionlessly, their eyes colliding. He asked: "What do you think is the key factor in this war?" Korchaha took advantage of the topic and looked away: "Range? Isn't the cavalry just here to test this? Tiya's effective killing range is our third "No." The left-wing military commander shook his head, "That is the sacrifice of time and space for accuracy" Just as the senior officers in the room were listening attentively, a few pieces of water were floating on the grass outside. The shadows advanced slowly, and when the patrols passed by, they revealed their movements from their disguises - a few rangers with restrained murderous intent and lightly dressed. He was covered in camouflage and only carried a short knife and a dagger. The leader pointed his fingers, and several elves could vaguely see the shadows cast by the officers inside through the main tent. They estimated the time, drank the last invisibility potion, and prayed silently, hoping that their sacrifice would save the lives of more compatriots. As long as the opposing commander is dead, chaos will bring a chance of victory for Gallan Nord. Several elves opened the camp tent, smashed the bottles containing the cough medicine mist at high speed, and then swung their knives at the humans inside "It is the other side's war concept!" After the left-wing military governor finished speaking, many people were puzzled. . "What idea?" "Afraid of death! The Elf Queen is too weak and childish, and there is no way to win without sacrifice. This style of play with a strong desire for self-preservation makes them restrained and constantly use surprise troops to attack in order to reduce casualties." The Ranger Assassin cut down the flag, but he was shocked and furious to find that the main tent was filled with scarecrows! This is a trap! With a clang, the iron fence and fishing net fell down, trapping the assassin. A confidant came in and said to Burchfield: "I got it." The left-wing military governor sneered twice. "Treat the flag. Interrogate him immediately. I want to know all the other party's military secrets within half an hour!" "Yes." The confidant retreated, while Korchahar and the others were shocked and confused. Birchfield stood up, his armor rustling. He said confidently and coldly: "Let's go out. Now we can go to the front line to see. I want to know what trump card Queen Gallanold has to protect her people when the army comes." Lamesile saw The opponent's flag fell down, and immediately another flag was erected in another part of the military formation. He sighed and turned around to report: "Your Majesty, they failed." Drusiliya looked sad and closed her eyes for a long time. "Blow the horn, since humans want to water the forest with blood, then I will accompany you!" After the test, the official attack began. The left wing of the human coalition began to attack, and the heavy armored cavalry cleared the way and marched forward despite the rain of arrows. After four rounds of ejection, Essien paid nearly three thousand lives, but the two sides were already very close. If no action was taken, the cavalry would rush into the elves' formation. Normally when two armies are facing each other, they would use cavalry to intercept cavalry, or a shield formation to resist the impact, but Tia did not have either. Instead, the armies gathered together to make way for each other. The coalition forces were extremely strange. They looked like they were giving way to someone, but behind the opponent's line was a forest with nothing but trees Before they could finish thinking about it, the ground shook violently. An ancient and majestic roar spread across the battlefield, and dozens of huge The shadow breaks away from the shackles of the soil and stands on the front line. The coalition humans opened their mouths wide. Many of them forgot to run or loosened their weapons. They saw the trees in the forest opening their eyes, and then began to charge towards them! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! PS: Upload the picture of the tree man. In fact, everyone knows what it looks like.