Chapter 85 The duel between the bow and the crossbow
"Death!" There was a fierce look in Eovia's eyes, and the scimitar in her hand went straight to the neck of a half-orc berserker who was blocking the road. The clear sound of a broken throat was heard, and Eovia continued to jump without even looking at it.
Xiangqian, well, the real elf never takes action to see the results!
"Brush!" Valve waved the Manicati in his hand and while he was spinning and jumping, several orcs who were besieging him were immediately cut into two with their weapons. The Holy Sword of Elf Fire was completely useless against ordinary weapons.
The truth is, the clothes and armor are leveled, and the blood is like a fountain!
"Pfft! Pfft!" Thranduil danced with two scimitars in an airtight manner. After sending the scimitars into the bodies of the two orcs with ease, Thranduil kicked the corpse hard to avoid the long spear that was originally poking at him.
spear.
"Boom!" A blast came from Verve, and the smoke and dust from the explosion immediately obscured everyone's sight.
"Earth flow trap!" The staff in Radil's hand hit the ground heavily, and a powerful magic wave suddenly erupted from the center of Radil.
"Oh?" The half-orcs who were swept by the magic wave were stagnant. They looked down at their feet in confusion, only to find that their entire calves had sunk into the soil!
"Pfft!" Lance, who raised his hand and stabbed an orc over with a shot, looked back at Radil, who was standing behind and activating his magic power.
"Well done!"
"War-level control magic!"
"Now the orcs are really a target!"
Seeing that they were struggling to move forward, the orc coalition forces stuck in the ground let out excited shouts. Radil's skills controlled the ground under the enemy's feet. When they stepped into the range of the skills, they would immediately feel as if they were entering a quagmire.
"Attack!" Roland and Baiyi quickly gave orders. In the absence of the Elf Kings, they could only take command.
Roland knows his own affairs. Now the war spell released by Radil covers an entire square kilometer of the battlefield. The magic consumed is calculated in "tons"! According to the total magic power of the war mage, it can only support 2
About minutes, of course, Radil should not last for two minutes. He just hopes to quickly open a breakthrough for the coalition forces. It is not a good choice to use all the magic power on the battlefield.
"Advance!" Lansti charged forward with his shield and gun.
"Kill!" After receiving the order, the swift infantry followed closely, crossing the elven rangers and followed them one after another. For a time, the extremely "long-hand" rapid infantry launched a massacre of the orcs, with a length of 5 meters.
What a joy it is to poke these stationary targets with your carbine!
"Quick! Speed up! The magic effect is going to disappear!" Lance said, feeling the magic returning quickly.
"Roar! Kill these scum!" The furious orcs roared and rushed towards the rushing infantry who had just killed them in all directions.
"Formation!" Lance's eyes narrowed.
"Bang, bang, bang~" Thick tower shields were stacked on top of each other, and in an instant, a flat shield wall appeared at the front of the battlefield!
"The shield is tilted 45°! Squat down!" Lance shouted.
The shield wall suddenly became low, and all the rushing infantry pressed their shoulders against the shield. The menacing orcs rushed up like a tsunami. Except for the orcs who were hanging on the horse guns and twitching, they were all crowded and pushed by the orcs behind them.
After putting on the shield, the Elf Ranger who was following the Swift Infantry immediately smiled. Looking from the Elf's position, the Orc had just exposed its unprotected lower legs...
"Crack!" The sharp scimitar flew across like thunder, and the crisp sound of broken bones sounded. The orcs who rushed up the sloping shield wall first had their calves cut off, and rolled down wailing, and they were suddenly crowded in the formation.
The orcs in front were in chaos.
"Tsk! The swift infantry should be equipped with long swords!" Roland looked at the chaotic orcs and said regretfully. In this kind of melee, the swift infantry had no room to use their slender horse guns. Don't you see that?
The handles of the horse guns had already been piled with Orcs who had been crowded up by their own people. Most of the rapid infantry had been forced to give up the increasingly heavy horse guns in their hands and drew out their maces to fight the Orcs. However,
The attack speed and flexibility of the mace are far inferior to that of the long sword, and its efficiency in this case is not high.
"Pay attention to the two wings!" Lance panicked. Because the number of rapid infantry was small, some orcs had bypassed the immobile rapid infantry on the front and turned to attack from the sides. On the two wings were the elves with weak defenses.
Rangers and Archers.
"Badanian archers! Charge with me!" Roland gritted his teeth as he saw the elves fighting hand to hand with the orcs. Now he only hoped that the cavalry led by Renault could successfully get around to the rear of the orcs...
"Dong dong dong!" The mithril armor-breaking hammer was raised amidst the dense and heavy sound of horse hooves, and the Battanian archers holding arm shields entered the battlefield like heavy cavalry.
"Heavy Cavalry!" The half-orcs looked at the Battanian shooters who rolled up thick smoke, and their hands and feet suddenly became cold! (The symbol of the Knights is that both men and horses are enveloped in the same battle energy, so they generally cannot mistake each other.
Is it a knight or a cavalry, unless the commander of this army is extremely insidious and does not activate the glory skill until the battle is taken.)
Roland couldn't help but twitched a few times on his face protected by the mask after hearing the shrill shout. What a heavy cavalry! As expected, the Battanian archers wearing heavy armor are indeed very powerful and deceptive.
The key point is that the riding skills of the Battanian archers are definitely not bad. After all, how bad can the riding skills of archers who can use galloping horses be?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" With the arms of the Badanian shooters waving hard, under the action of centrifugal force, the armor-breaking hammer made by Mithril contained terrifying kinetic energy in the heavy hammer head.
When the armor-breaking hammer came into contact with the orc's head, each head splattered with blood like exploding watermelons. Black blood mixed with brain matter flew across the air. The crisp sound of skulls exploding made people shudder. Although there were hundreds of people, there was no one.
Stoppable!
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"Death!" Verve's hands were trembling as he just took a shot from the dragon-hunting crossbow, but he was still not something ordinary orcs and professionals could stop. With one sword, he cut two orcs in half who were preparing for a sneak attack.
, Vervay half-knelt on the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Are you okay? Your Excellency Vervail!" Thranduil frowned and turned back, blocking a few sneak attack arrows.
"I can't die!" Fan Wei's expression suddenly changed, and his legs that were kneeling on the ground bounced up immediately as he exerted force.
"Boom!" The next second, a thick crossbow gun came through the air and directly hit the place where he originally stayed.
"The stars are twinkling!" Iovia's face also turned cold, and his body suddenly became insubstantial, and then instantly appeared a hundred meters away. Where he originally stayed, a crossbow gun twisted and penetrated into the earth.
"They have at least two small dragon-hunting crossbows!" Thranduy said coldly. Fortunately, the orcs did not lose their composure, otherwise it would be really fatal if they were chilled by this thing!
As everyone knows, Bolger is also in trouble! From a distance, he can see three flying crescent moons harvesting the lives of orcs. It is not a fool! Who doesn't recognize the common skill that is the symbol of a sixth-level stalker? This
If you hide your stupidity at all times, you are courting death.
"So you are hiding here!" The Eovian elf's unique long-range vision allowed him to clearly see the dragon-hunting crossbow hidden in the crowd. He showed a cold smile and put the scimitar back into the scabbard.
He took out a well-made longbow from his back with his backhand.
He stroked the bow nostalgically. This bow was once his father's bow. The name of the bow was Luo Denan. In terms of level, it can be considered as the peak of epic weapons. It is expected to enter the legend at any time. The trigger of this bow
It comes at the cost of life force! Every time the bow is pulled, the bow string will absorb the life force of the bow holder and convert it into arrows. In addition to receiving physical damage, the person hit by the arrow will also lose life force and soul power. This
The bow is also known as the funeral song of life! Eovia's father fought hard with this bow, and was finally sucked out of his life force and sacrificed. The Elf King's terrible life force can be drained. It can be imagined that at that time
The brutality of that battle!
"Hiss~" The blue arrow emerged from the bowstring quickly. The whole arrow was as breathtakingly beautiful as a beautiful work of art, and as bright as the life force absorbed by it!
The moment Eovia released her bowstring, her face instantly turned pale! The arrow flew out silently, and the naked eye could only see a blue shadow...
"Boom!" The churning vitality raged, and the extremely pure vitality immediately stirred the space, and the spatial cracks then appeared in place...
Before there was any time to make any sound, the entire dragon-hunting crossbow and the orc beside it were instantly torn into pieces by the space rift!