The sound of war drums deep in the grassland woke Orandra, who was asleep, and felt the urgency of the drumming. Everyone smelled an unusual smell.
That's the smell of blood floating in the air.
On the banks of the Amulan River, blood flowed into the river, and corpses lay everywhere. Two armies were rushing through the shallow river water, fighting non-stop, using blood to raise the water level of the Amulan River. A small group of elven troops were patrolling the riverside.
A clash broke out between the soldiers of Aocheng. The chaotic battle of several hundred people quickly expanded to the conflict of thousands. With the sound of war drums, a steady stream of soldiers rushed from both sides to join the sudden chaotic battle.
The green light of natural magic shone brightly, and the horns of charging warriors never stopped. The total number of people on both sides had increased to three to four thousand, and they were killing each other within a kilometer of the Amulan River. There was no fighting.
At night, the vision of both sides was limited, and the command system was in chaos. It just said that there were elves pressing over here and asking for support, or that human soldiers had crossed the Amulan River and were attacking the left flank.
Viewed from the air, the chaotic battle situation looks like intertwined canine teeth, with both sides having their own advantages and victories.
"These damn elves! Kill them all!"
The officer under temporary command could no longer identify where his own army was in the dark night, and could only roar loudly. In the corner of the battlefield, an elf girl with a delicate face trembled her pointed ears, and her slender arms contained huge power.
With his strength, he pulled a stiff bow into a full string. When the general shouted, the elf girl released her fingers.
With a whoosh, the low-level officer fell off his horse, causing panic in a small area. The elven soldiers took the opportunity to cover up the attack and pushed the human army back to the other side of the river.
This kind of scene often happens by the Amulan River. Although the elven warriors are inherently weaker than the human warriors, the elven sharpshooters lurking in the dark are constantly harvesting the officers and captains who are responsible for commanding, leaving the battlefield untouched.
It began to expand towards the elves.
The battle was fueling the fire again. Thousands of elven archers running from the depths of the grassland had already arrived. They formed two rows of formations and hid in the dark night, jogging towards the battlefield by the river.
.The elves' war drums slowed down, and the military formations that had been practiced for many years came into play. The elven soldiers who had rushed across the Amulan River began to retreat amidst the sounds of the war drums.
An officer immediately reacted, standing behind two shields and shouting loudly: "Don't let them distance themselves! It's the elves' archer army!"
There were a few thuds, and two arrows with trembling tail feathers were inserted into the two shields in front of him. The arrows penetrated the iron-wrapped shields and stopped at the tip of the officer's nose.
The soldiers standing beside the officers beating war drums immediately started a rapid attack rhythm. The human soldiers took advantage of the temporary retreat of the elven soldiers to continue chasing and kill them, and gained a lot of victory in a short time. However, when the elves temporarily retreated, they did not
Defeated or panicked, when the last small group of troops withdrew from the river, a whistling sound of wind suddenly broke out in the sky.
That was the sound of thousands of arrows piercing the air. More than two hundred corpses appeared on the Amulan River.
"Go up! There are still our brothers on the other side of the river! The God of War lives forever!"
"The God of War lives forever!" A deafening shout erupted from the river. One soldier after another stepped on the red river water, struggling to walk forward. Rainy arrows kept falling, and soldiers continued to fall.
There are also soldiers rushing into the Amulan River.
The phrase "God of War is immortal" shouts out tragedy. What he shouts out is the immortal spirit of the God of War Alliance.
Fight! Fight to the last person even if you know that you will die. These are the soldiers of the Alliance of Gods of War. This is the protection of Olandra.
The rumble of horse hooves suddenly sounded across the river. Just as the soldiers of Aocheng looked dead, thinking that it was the elven cavalry that had arrived first, the whistling sound of the wind turned around.
The silver-white half-moon arc flashed across the battlefield, directly cutting a row of more than a dozen elf archers in half. The roar of the silver young general who was leading the way silenced the killing cries that echoed over the battlefield. "In the name of the God of War, I swear to death.
Defend Orlandra! Kill!"
"Kill!" The deafening shouts of killing broke out again. The sudden appearance of the knight army on the flank of the elves greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers in Ao City. The elves' battle formation quickly changed, and half of the archer team began to shoot at the approaching few.
Hundreds of knights.
"The God of War bless you!"
With the legion skill, a golden light shone from the body of the silver-named young general, dyeing the thick mail of the knights around him golden. Arrows came quickly, but the front row of knights continued to move forward, and there were only a few of them.
He was shot in the vital part and fell to the ground, and was trampled to death by a random horse.
"charge!"
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The battle in the Amulan River attracted the attention of many players. However, they could only watch helplessly as a group of green soldiers from the same camp were killing each other, but they were unable to attack.
The battlefield has not officially started yet, and the players on both sides cannot participate in this night's battle. Although the players' battlefield has not started, this conflict has declared the outbreak of war. This is the prelude to the battlefield that is about to begin.
Although the ink used to compose the prelude was the blood of thousands of soldiers.
The inability to attack the army did not affect the enthusiasm of the players at all. Near the river section where the war broke out, the players who encountered the two sides also directly fought with each other.
There are many choices in the killing mode, guild protection, team protection, and city protection. As long as you select city protection, players in the same city affected by the range attack will not be harmed. Thousands of players have turned on city protection, and they can directly turn on red to kill.
It's a mess and there's no way to interact with each other.
"Swordsman, come back with me!" the Destiny Swordsman shouted. He often killed people by the river and had accumulated a lot of popularity among the players in Ao City. Dozens of militants immediately followed the running Destiny Swordsman.
"Let's go to the same city and kill all the mage nurses on the opposite side!"
"Haha, if you follow the destiny, you will have meat to eat!"
"You guys rush forward, swordsmen and shield warriors all follow me," Yutian shouted in a low voice, and the cat group behind him, consisting of several hundred women, quickly moved to join the frontal battle group.
More than 30 shield warriors and more than 20 swordsmen gathered beside Yutian. Yutian looked at the destiny swordsman who was crossing the river, thought for half a second, and then ran to the other side with a group of girls.
"I'm going, that stupid Swordsman of Destiny is rushing over from the left! Be careful, the nanny doesn't get killed!"
The swordsmen who took advantage of the chaos burst into a sword dance, and the bright arcs of light carried thunder in the fire and cut into the dense cloth armor professional positions. The Destined Swordsman and more than a dozen swordsmen players immediately became red.
name.
Countless attacks came overwhelmingly, and the swordsmen in the back row fell quickly, but they had already killed dozens of cloth armors.
Just as a group of Gulangfa players were cheering for killing the Destiny Swordsman, another sword dance broke out behind them. This time the swordsmen who took action were stationed closely, and the damage caused by the blades overlapped, and immediately there was
Dozens of people died without a burial place.
"Let's go!" Yutian, who had finished the sword dance, ordered directly. The girls who cooperated skillfully retreated towards the rear, while the shield warriors waiting aside immediately rushed forward to block the damage to the crispy swordsmen. More than fifty people were safe and sound.
Stepped aside.
This is the tactic.
The system actually refreshed and displayed the nearby resurrection. Isn’t this a scam?
The dead players chose to resurrect nearby, and unexpectedly found themselves appearing on the edge of the battle. The Tianming Swordsman’s equipment had been blown to pieces, and there was only one long sword left in his hand, but he was standing there.
The figure made the players behind him admire him.
Although he only wears a pair of underpants, he is still a legend on the battlefield; although his personality is not noble, he is still an idol worshiped by more than a dozen swordsmen behind him.
Destined Swordsman: "Keep stealing! Sword dance has fixed damage anyway!"
"Okay!" A group of men agreed in a loud voice. If you die, your experience will be lost and your equipment will be exploded. Who will care if your blood is boiling.
"Captain, do we want to go up?"
Lao Zheng asked softly. The night made it difficult for him to see Zijinlan's face clearly.
"No, what am I bringing you here for?" Zijinlan glanced at the chaotic battle situation on both sides of the river. The death concerto played in the firelight made Zijinlan's spirit high. "Put out the torch, Old Zheng led
Fifty people charged forward to attract firepower, and the others followed me to attack the opponent's flanks and charge across the river!"
"yes!"
"Keep your voice down and stay hidden."
The Redbud Knights to which Glory belongs then quietly attacked...
