Every time the tree fruit exploded, there was a bloody storm within a radius of 200 meters. No nightmare knight could survive the dense thorns. Accompanied by hysterical shouts, the impact formation of a hundred thousand nightmare knights was wiped out.
The ten war tree men were defeated and defeated, and the countless nightmare knights who fell from their horses became the biggest obstacle to their colleagues. Many nightmare knights' mounts were tripped by these tumbling human bodies.
The momentum of the Nightmare Knight's charge stalled. Before they could recover from the sudden and crazy blow, with Lin Qi's soft drink, the magic repeating crossbow in the Black Spirit Man's hand made a dull roar, and a wave of
*The arrows continued to shoot out. The two-foot-long, thumb-thick, three-sided armor-piercing magic crossbow arrow made of alloy made a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and shot out like a crazy swarm of wasps.
One wave of crossbow bolts amounted to nearly ten thousand, and at least one or two thousand Nightmare Knights were struck by one wave of crossbow bolts. The powerful crossbow bolts tore apart their armor, penetrated their bodies, and tore their arms and thighs from their bodies.
When the crossbow arrow cracks, the highly poisonous 'Black Snake Vine Juice' prepared by the black elves of the abyss will kill the person hit by the arrow in the blink of an eye, and the death will be painless.
After three waves of arrows passed by, this group of Black Spirit warriors quickly retreated, and then nearly 10,000 Black Spirit warriors strode forward holding magic repeating crossbows. Their formation was still a bit messy, with two groups of Black Spirit warriors.
There was still some friction and collision when the warriors staggered, but this did not prevent them from covering the queue of nightmare knights with new arrows in the shortest possible time.
Thousands more nightmare knights were shot off their mounts and fell to the ground, and then another group of black spirit warriors strode forward holding magic repeating crossbows. Group after group of black spirit warriors fired up the crossbow arrows in their hands.
, then lined up back to the rear, took the repeating crossbow filled with arrows from the hands of the swamp murlocs and dwarfs who were responsible for the logistics, and then stepped forward to activate the repeating crossbow in order again according to the order.
From several large swamps in the Black Spirit Continent, there are swamp fishmen and dwarves with strange faces and weak and shriveled bodies. Their individual combat effectiveness is almost zero, but they have long physical strength and tough personalities, making them the best slave soldiers. Although they
They cannot fight at the front, but using them as logistics troops is the wisest choice.
Teams of swamp fishmen and dwarfs were busy prying open the heavy wooden boxes, taking out the neatly stacked armor-piercing crossbow bolts that shone with a strange black color, and then nervously filled the crossbow bolts into the empty magic repeating crossbows.
They worked in an orderly manner, which was enough to ensure that the crossbow attacks of the Black Spirit warriors in front could be launched continuously.
The Nightmare Knights roared angrily, shouting the names of the God of Souls and the God of Nightmares, and charged forward desperately. In just a few miles, they had left behind thirty or forty thousand of their companions.
corpses, but they still rode forward wildly, and they were getting closer and closer to the coalition forces. Seeing that their nightmare halo could envelope the Black Spirit warriors in front, an even bigger nightmare was coming.
Twenty thousand elite elves who stood neatly and had been posing for a long time finally took action. They slowly opened the long bows in their hands, and the magic arrows were like meteors in the sky, causing a harsh whistle.
He shot at the Nightmare Knight who was charging towards him in a chaotic manner.
The archery skills of these elves are extremely strong, and the penetrating power of the magic arrows is extremely terrifying. Each arrow can bring up a stream of light several meters long in the air. After hitting a target, it can often penetrate several nightmare knights behind it.
Lin Qi looked at the wonderful scene of thousands of arrows flying like meteors, and couldn't help but marvel and applaud.
In addition to the quiver on their backs, the elves' arrows are mainly stored in the rings on their hands. The quiver and the dozens of arrows in the quiver are purely decorative tools. They each
Every time a bow is fired, an arrow will appear out of thin air in their hands. Accompanied by the crisp sound of the bowstring, these arrows will shoot forward with streaks of light.
But after watching it for a while, Lin Qi suddenly felt so bad about these elves that he almost vomited blood!
They were indeed killing those nightmare knights, and they were killing those nightmare knights with terrifying efficiency. But what they killed were all those nightmare knights in scattered formations. Under the control of their precise archery, they would
Those nightmare knights who lost their formation and were in chaos on the battlefield were killed cleanly, and then the team of nightmare knights who maintained the attack of the brigade were cut into standard triangular cones!
In just a few breaths, at least 20,000 to 30,000 more nightmare knights fell under the long bows of these elves. But these damn elves, these elves who force themselves to maintain a certain sense of artistic beauty during battles, they have nothing to do with it.
Those nightmare knights who still maintain their charge in large groups - they are actually like gardeners pruning ornamental plants, using arrows to trim their charge formation neatly!
In the standard triangular cone-shaped charge formation, if there is even a slight pull, the nightmare knight in that place will be shot to the ground immediately. Lin Qi looked at the incredible behavior of these elves, and a mouthful of blood was already in his throat.
Here! He roared angrily: "Aim at their brigade! Aim at their charging formation! You damn long ears!"
The Nightmare Knight is already approaching.
All the scattered Nightmare Knights on the battlefield were swept away by the precise and terrifying strikes of the elves, but five rectangular cone charge brigades composed of about 40,000 Nightmare Knights had already rushed to the defense line of the Black Spirit Warriors.
According to the strength of the elves, they can completely beat the ranks of these nightmare knights to pieces with dense arrow rain. Although their killing efficiency is still about 20,000 to 30,000 people, the scattered charge formation and the five maintain intact formations.
As a charge team, Lin Qi would choose to let these elves break up the five triangular cone formations if he thought about it!
Even if he could only kill 10,000 nightmare knights in these five charging formations, Lin Qi would give up killing the 20,000 to 30,000 nightmare knights scattered around the periphery, and choose to completely break up the formation of these five charging formations! And these elves,
Because of their stubborn, idiot-like sense of artistic beauty, they actually did such a thing that Lin Qi could not understand at all.
Enzo, who was standing nearby, slapped himself hard on the face, and then he turned back to look at Mr. Mo blankly: "Am I having a nightmare?"
Mr. Mo spread his hands, and his body was trembling slightly. This was not because of fear, but because Mr. Mo could hardly hold back his laughter! What a strange race, what incredible combat art. No wonder the elves took the initiative to provoke him several times.
In the religious wars, each time they were defeated and fled back to the Elf Continent!
Recalling the Dark Calendar period, the elves invaded in full force. The huge elven army broke through more than 2,000 large and small city-states in the Western Continent, and directly attacked the foot of the Holy Mountain. However, the final result was that the church gathered its troops to fight head-on and directly defeated the elves.
The army was defeated and defeated, and they chased and killed them for thousands of miles until the elves cried out for mercy, and only a few of them fled back to the elven continent.
The fighting power of individual elves is indeed very powerful! But if 10,000 elves come together, they are the most unreliable army in the world!
Just when Lin Qi was cursing in a depressed voice, the Nightmare Knights had already charged over. Hundreds of Nightmare Knights were picked off from their mounts by slanting spears, and a large amount of blood was spilled all over the floor. But then
The Black Spirit warriors dropped their spears in fear, turned around and fled to the rear. The Nightmare Knights let out a low, ferocious laugh. They pulled out their weapons, knocked down their shields, and smashed their weapons into these black warriors.
The spirit warrior was carried on his back.
Blood splattered everywhere, and nearly a thousand Black Spirit warriors howled and died miserably under the chops of the Nightmare Knight.
An elf mage sighed sincerely: "The gray knights, the black creatures struggling in the screams and wails, the red blood reflecting the glory of the sun, what a beautiful picture it is! This is art, this is the spirit of battle.
Art, this is the art of killing! Hey, blackskins, when you fall to the ground, can your posture be more graceful?"
Lin Qi turned his head and looked at the elf mage. He raised his left hand, and a black fireball roared out, hitting the chest of the demigod elf mage. All the defensive magic weapons on the poor elf mage were
It exploded at the same time, his robe was blown to pieces, and with a dull roar, half of his body was reduced to nothing in the fire.
The elf girl riding on the unicorn stared at Lin Qi angrily: "You dare to hurt my people?"
Lin Qi looked at the elf girl coldly: "Ask your people to kill my enemies seriously! Don't show off your elves' tricks here! The art of fighting? Do you like to appreciate the art of fighting? I prefer to appreciate the elves' art.
A pyramid of heads! Are you interested?"
A terrifying green light flashed in the elf girl's eyes. She slowly raised her right hand, and a sharp green cold light hovered at her fingertips. Lin Qi looked at the elf girl coldly, suddenly laughed in a low voice, and then he
He clapped his hands gently.
A strange figure flashed beside the elf girl, and a dazzling cold light burst out. A terrifying crack seemed to be cut into the void. Accompanied by an unbelievable howl, the elf girl's body stretched from the Tianling Gai to the
Under her crotch, a thin straight blood mark appeared out of thin air. A large amount of blood mist spurted out from her body, and then her body separated from left to right. A group of gray flames wrapped around her body, burning her in the blink of an eye.
The body was burned cleanly.
"Well done, Bilibili!" Lin Qi muttered silently, and then screamed at the top of his lungs: "His Royal Highness the Elf was killed! Who did it? Was it someone from the Nightmare Knights? Give it to me
Kill them! Come here, kill these damn nightmare elves for me!" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)