The Dark Legion is stationed and command the camp.
The commanders of the dark elves and fallen black giants are all here, analyzing the news coming from the front line.
In these years, the dark elves and black giants have been fighting for years, and the strong men in their clans have also died in large numbers, not much better than the elves.
In this camp, there are three demigods in total, one is a dark elf archer, a dark elf demigod swordsman, and a fallen black giant berserker.
Among the three, the Archer and the Swordsman are both older and have gray hair. Only the Black Giant Berserker is still in his prime and is the most powerful demigod among the three.
The dark elf swordsman took out the news from the scouts and said in a solemn voice: "The news has come that the Highland Kingdom has sent troops, 150,000 of them!"
Dark elves look similar to elves. The only difference is that their skin is gray-black and their eyes are dark red. Their eye sockets are much sunken compared to elves. They are less handsome than elves and more sinister.
"This is really bad news." The Archer frowned.
150,000 human warriors plus elves, that's definitely close to 200,000. The other side is defending the border, and the strength it exerts is equivalent to an army of 500,000. With 230,000 of them attacking the city... the chance of winning is extremely low.
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"There is good news among the bad news." The swordsman smiled and said: "The good news is that these human warriors are all new recruits who have never seen blood. When they actually go to the battlefield and face the tragic battle situation, their morale will easily collapse, and then
Rout!"
Hearing this news, the Black Giant Berserker frowned and said with a smile: "It seems like we don't need to test it. Once the attack starts, we can go all out. Without giving the opponent any time to adapt, we strive to defeat the human recruits with one blow.
!”
This giant berserker looks similar to the human race, but his face is rougher and his skin is pure black with many mysterious bright silver patterns growing on it. He is two meters tall and extremely strong. He has two weapons.
A fearsome short-handled battle axe.
On the battlefield. As soon as he charges and swings his axe, everything on the road will be turned into pieces. No warrior of any race can stop his offensive. Three elves and demigods died under his axe!
Seeing that the two dark elves were silent, he felt unhappy: "Why are you still hesitating? Such a good opportunity cannot be defeated in one blow. Do you want these new recruits to become veterans?"
The swordsman said: "What you said is indeed a good idea, but there are some risks. If we are not defeated, then we will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and we will face a disastrous defeat!"
"This is a gamble." The sharp archer also said.
"If I'm here, we won't be defeated!" The Berserker waved his hand and slammed his ax on the table: "After the fight starts, as long as the situation is slightly unfavorable, I will immediately come on board personally!"
"Okay. Let's do it!" The dark elf was waiting for his words and decided immediately.
The berserker chuckled: "You dark elves are just too thoughtful and want me to fight. Just say it straight away, and you have to make so many twists and turns. I want to say it myself. Now that we have had enough rest, we will continue to set off tomorrow. Five days later
, attack the city!”
……….
Dawn Fortress, Castle Meeting Hall.
There were two more people sitting on the chair than before, one was Sivana and the other was Sun Ran. They were also discussing the battle.
Marshal Salas' doubts are also a matter of human recruits.
"To be honest, the Black Giant's offensive is very wild, and the dark elves' archery skills are no less than my forest elves. Once they start to attack, the battle will be very tragic. Your Majesty Thrall, I don't know if your army can hold on.
?”
In the past few days, all other battle details have been discussed. The highland army will be responsible for guarding the Wall of Blood and facing the Dark Legion's offensive, while 50,000 elven archers and some highland crossbowmen will serve as long-range attacks on the second wall.
Backup.
The problem of new recruits came to the fore and became the biggest factor of instability.
Sun Ran tapped his fingers on the table and said with a smile: "I have considered this problem a long time ago. In order to deal with this situation, I will stand on the city wall with my soldiers."
Salas immediately refused: "Your Majesty Thrall, the city wall is too dangerous. If something happens to you, everything will be over. I heard Sivana say that your archery is also very powerful. You stand on the last city wall.
It can also have a huge motivating effect.”
Sun Ran shook his head: "No, it's not my archers that need motivation, but my armored warriors. Another point is that the most powerful warrior on the Wall of Blood is only level four. If the opponent has a more powerful warrior, even
When the demigods scale the city walls, no one can stop them."
"My arrows can stop the opponent's demigod warriors!" Salas was extremely confident.
"Marshal, please forgive me for questioning your ability. You are over 160 years old. With your body, how many arrows can you shoot in a row?" Sun Ran asked.
All the powerful and young elven demigods died. Because Salas was old, he survived and became the last elven commander. Similarly, Yeager, the magician leader, is not too young. He is even older than Salas.
He is older, already over 170 years old.
This is the tragic current situation of the elves.
Salas was speechless. He knew his physical condition. With all his strength, he could shoot two arrows. After two arrows, the arrow's range, strength and attached magic power would be greatly reduced, posing no threat to the demigod.
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He is old. In this world, unless he becomes an immortal true god, he will still be bound by the rules of heaven and earth. There is no such thing as the older he gets, the better he can fight.
The real situation is that after any warrior passes the peak of his prime, his physical strength will continue to decline, and his magic power will still become purer, but the total amount will decrease. When he reaches old age, if he does not pay attention to keeping his body warm and nourished, his body may even become weaker than
Not as good as an ordinary old man. Because warriors undergo high-intensity exercise all year round, their bodies suffer far more hidden injuries than ordinary people, and they weaken faster.
Sun Ran smiled and said: "The Wall of Blood must not be lost, so I must go there. As for accidents... As long as it is a battlefield, there is no safe place. I can only ask the elven archers at the rear to take care of it."
At this point, Salas had no choice. The problem of recruits' morale could only be suppressed by Thrall, the king of the human race.
He nodded, and several sixth-level elf generals also nodded solemnly.
"Our arrows will become your most loyal guards."
After the matter was decided, Sun Ran continued: "The Dark Army should also have obtained relevant information. They will never let this opportunity pass. If what I predict is correct, they will attack with all their strength as soon as the battle begins.
If we withstand this all-out offensive, we will win this battle and gain the opportunity to recuperate. If we cannot withstand this, we will be completely defeated and our race will be wiped out. Everyone here must be mentally prepared."
The elves are all proficient in warfare, and they all thought of this, and they all had serious faces when they heard this.
This battle is a battle for the survival of the race!
In silence, everyone left the depressing meeting hall.
Sun Ran also left and began to make final preparations for the battle. After walking for a while, there were footsteps behind him, and Sivana caught up with him: "Thal, wait."
"What's the matter?"
Sivana took out a bottle of emerald green potion: "This is Odin's blessing. After drinking it, any fatal injuries can be healed. It is the last treasure among the elves. Take it, just in case... Then
Just drink it!”
In this battle, the king of the Highlanders became the most important figure. Salas could die in the battle, Yeager could die in the battle, and she, Sivana, could also die in the battle, but this man couldn't. If he died, the human army would definitely die.
If everything collapses, everything will be over.
Sun Ran took the potion, put it away with great care, and said with a smile: "It seems like I have another life, thank you!"
After that, he turned around and left.
"Wait." Sivana shouted again.
"Is there anything else?" Sun Ran asked.
"Let me take a look at you." Sivana said, then walked forward, held Sun Ran's face with her hands, looked into Sun Ran's eyes quietly, and then said for a long time: "I want to know one thing, you
You must tell the truth to me."
"Just ask."
Sivana asked: "When you were ten years old, werewolves attacked the city, why did you save me?"
If the castle was captured by werewolves, wouldn't he be able to escape and regain his freedom? She never understood this. As for obtaining magic power, she never thought about it. When she gave him the magic seed, he was still there
Being in a coma is entirely her own wish and is completely unpredictable, so it cannot be the other party's purpose.
Sun Ran was silent for a while, his eyes were always clear, but he was telling lies: "Originally, I was hiding all the time because I was preparing to escape. But then I heard what the white-haired werewolf said, and I think you shouldn't
I suffered that kind of humiliation, so I took action."
He couldn't tell the truth. The truth was about the game company and he absolutely couldn't tell it. Since everything he said was a lie, of course Sun Ran chose something reasonable and nice to say.
"My impulsive decision almost cost me my life." Sun Ran laughed at himself.
Sivana believed it. The frost on her face melted away and she smiled: "Haha, little one, thank you for your impulsiveness."
She took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, and gently touched Sun Ran's lips with her red lips as shiny as rose petals, and then whispered: "You have won my heart. I will never fall in love with anyone else in this life."
, so you must live!"
After saying that, she let go of Sun Ran, turned around and left quickly.
Looking at her disappearing back in the castle, Sun Ran reached out and touched his lips, with a smile in his eyes. He was very sober, and he knew that the elves held a very important position in Sivana's heart. She did this out of emotion.
Half, maybe less, the other half is for the future of the elves.
After thinking about it, Sun Ran couldn't help but sigh: "What a wise woman."
He put on his helmet, turned around and walked towards the Wall of Blood. On the plain behind the wall, the Dark Legion had already revealed its figure.
