Logically speaking, it doesn't matter even if the gryphons of the demon alliance see the passage. No one can enter this dense forest. The reason why I am so nervous is because the canyon was blocked earlier - God knows what else will happen in this battle.
Variety?
My orders were passed quickly among the team.
Everyone has found a hiding place. The refugees retreated into the dense forests on both sides of the passage. The soldiers of the logistics regiment used branches and other things to cover the carriages to disguise themselves. Some refugees with children were also trying their best to restrain themselves.
Children... Although they are working very hard, I am not very optimistic about the effect of this. After all, this wide passage is too conspicuous from the air.
Except for some low sounds from the hunting team who had been ordered to enter the ambush position, the entire passage was dead silent.
Before retreating into the passage, I had replenished the number of the hunting team, which already numbered a hundred people. Not only were all the elven archers recruited, but there were also a large number of highly accomplished magicians.
There are magic bows and arrows in the distance, and sharp-edged iron fists nearby. The combat capabilities of the hunting team complement each other and complement each other.
These hunting teams have become a veritable special force in our army. If they are discovered by the enemy later, I can only hope that they can kill all the enemy's griffons.
A hand stretched out from a big tree beside the passage. The palm of the hand was constantly turned over, and the five fingers were used to make various postures.
"The enemy scouts are approaching the center quickly, heading left and forward, low altitude, number three..." Looking at the changing gestures, I started to make quick calculations in my mind, and then I gestured to the commander of the hunting team on the side.
The commander of the hunting team is an elf magician. At this time, the mage robe on his body has disappeared, replaced by a summoned vine. He is using telepathy to give my instructions to every hunter.
Team, generally speaking, telepathy is a kind of magic that consumes quite a lot of mana, but the elves should be able to cope with this short-distance communication.
"The enemy is approaching, the distance is thirty knots..." The sentry continued to convey the information: "Twenty arms apart from each other."
"Prepare for a raid." I continued to issue silent orders: "Don't let anyone go."
Several elven archers were slowly firing their bows, and the dark green arrowheads stained with poison were gradually rising. The poison was obtained from the demon alliance. The magicians had already turned around and were preparing in the direction where the enemy was approaching.
The other people hiding in the canopy lowered their bodies lower.
Poison arrows, magic, and leaping attacks. I hope these attacks can work. Otherwise, if the news leaks out, we may be doomed. It is hard to imagine that the demon alliance will show mercy and spare us.
"The enemy is approaching, the distance is fifteen knots..." The gesture of the sentry officer was changing: "The rest remains unchanged."
"Ten Festivals..."
"Fifth Festival..."
"Contact distance..."
Through the gaps in the leaves, I saw three colorful shadows flying diagonally towards the passage. Each griffon was the size of two war horses, with its flat wings flapping regularly.
The churning air currents constantly stir up the leaves below.
As soon as the three griffons flew over the passage, about twenty magics were fired at them! These magics formed a tight magic damage barrier in front of the griffins. Although it didn't seem very conspicuous, this was no ordinary magic.
The third-rate magic released by the magician is a ruthless thing thrown by the elf magician. If you encounter it at all, you will not survive.
The gryphon encountered an ambush, and was blocked by the burst of damaging magic. It was caught off guard. The gryphon flying in the front roared and crashed into it, and the knight on its back was also hit.
The magic wind blade cuts it into pieces.
The other two griffons were also injured and were turning left and right, trying to escape by raising their altitude.
While they were trying their best to change direction, dozens of feather arrows flew out from below. The gryphon that was turning was unable to dodge, and was stabbed squarely in the lower abdomen by the poisonous arrow.
"Coax! Coax!"
With two muffled sounds, the magic attached to the poison arrows was activated from inside the griffins' bodies, and the two griffins were torn apart alive! The magic light was wrapped in scattered debris, and condensed into two red and green spheres of blood in the air.
fog.
Just as I was about to shout, two figures jumped out of the dissipating spherical blood mist and flew up and down the passage. These were two magicians!
"Kill them!" I couldn't care less about remaining silent anymore, jumped up and shouted loudly!
What we are fighting for is this fleeting opportunity. If the enemy magician below blocks our attack, then the magician above him will have time, and he can use various methods to deliver the message.
While I was shouting, everyone was attacking the two enemy magicians who were flying in the air with only magic. The enemy magicians flying below had already opened a large magic barrier. It seemed that they wanted to
Block all magic attacks.
But after all, he is no match for the elf magicians, not to mention that all the elf magicians under my command are elites who have been baptized by the flames of war.
Almost all the attacking magic that flies away are two magic balls connected one behind the other. The magic ball in the front is larger and is used to hit the barrier, while the magic in the back is smaller and can be used to attack the barrier before it is hit.
The chance of recovery penetrates it!
Just as the magic barrier was struck, the enemy magician flying below made a decision that no one expected.
He used a superior protective magic in dark magic - "Soul Guard".
The magicians of the Demonic Alliance are at two extremes compared to the magicians of the Divine Alliance. A large part of the magicians of the Divine Alliance are in the protection and blessing systems. The magicians of the Demonic Alliance specialize in damage and
Summon magic, so there are no more options for protective magic.
Their protective magic is very unique. They almost always harm themselves in exchange for corresponding protection. In this way, this type of magic does not require more magical skills. This is why any magician from the Demon Alliance can use it.
The key to superior protective magic.
As for "Soul Guard", this magic reflects the characteristics of this kind of protective magic - sacrificing one's own life to seek closer protection for companions.
Every piece of flesh on his body exploded in an instant, and then a black shadow appeared to wrap around his companion, forming a black sphere. This protection could completely withstand all blows in a short period of time.
The enemy magician flying above was not idle either. He lifted up the magician's robe while unfolding his companion's soul guard, and something as big as a winged man flew out!
The gray thing spun in the air and stretched out a pair of wings that were longer than those of a winged man. Three consecutive arrows flying from other directions did not hit its body!
"Gargoyle!" someone whispered.
Gargoyle? What is this? Why do I always encounter such strange things?
Several figures jumped out from the tree crown. They were soldiers with outstanding martial arts skills in the hunting team. Their main responsibility was to protect others at close range, and now, they had to take action.
The gargoyle howled, used its left wing to fly away an approaching soldier, and then kicked a soldier who jumped up directly below back to its original position! But these consecutive movements slowed down the gargoyle's body.
A sneak attack soldier grabbed one of the gargoyle's legs, and with his own weight, he successfully dragged the gargoyle down.
There was chaos for a while. When the gargoyle was dragged down, it happened to be stuck on a branch of a fruit tree. The gargoyle screamed and struggled. Because ordinary weapons were ineffective, several soldiers who tried to kill it were scratched and pecked by it.
Instead, I got bruises all over my body.
"Go to hell!" With a shout, an orc officer who arrived later hit the gargoyle hard on the back with a mace in his hand. The heavy blow made the gargoyle's body tremble violently! Take advantage of it
Before he could regain his senses, the orc officer swung his mace, aimed at its wings and hit it again, and the gargoyle's thin wings were immediately broken.
Under the orc officer's continuous shouts, the gargoyle was quickly smashed into a gargoyle...
"Well done!" I praised in my heart, then raised my head and looked up at the sky.
The enemy's magician reacts quickly, and my magician's reaction is not slow either!
Amidst chanting in unison, the elf magicians have wrapped the "Soul Guardian" with a larger magic barrier. There are two barriers, one white and one black, and two light balls, one large and one small, among which there are some other colors.
Bands of light swam and collided among them, and the direct confrontation between the magicians from both sides left us dizzying.
"Your Excellency... we have used the Holy Word Barrier, which prevents any magical power from passing through." An elf ran to me and said: "The enemy can't support him for long. He can only summon some creatures to convey information to him. We
It's impossible to lock him in there forever, you have to make preparations in advance."
I nodded and quickly made arrangements.
In the air, the white halo outside is gradually shrinking, and the black soul guard barrier has been oppressed to the point of being unable to stretch... I never thought that the pure protective magic of Holy Word Barrier can also be used as an offensive magic!
The huge ball of light was slowly falling, and finally landed on the floor of the passage.
The black barrier inside is already very weak, and the color is getting lighter and lighter. Although the soul guard can provide absolute protection, it is only for a short time after all. Looking through the two layers of barriers, the enemy magician is biting his finger.
On his head, he drew a small magic circle at his feet.
"It's indeed a summons." The elf beside me said, "Sir, please pay attention, we are about to take action."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the enemy magician had used a knife to cut open the skin on his forehead. The blade folded and then cut across his face. A large amount of blood gushed out and flowed down his body. At his feet,
Gathered in the magic circle.
With a shout, the Holy Word barrier outside disappeared, and several thick bolts of lightning struck the enemy magician's body.
The enemy magician turned into ashes, but the magic circle under his feet flashed with red light, and a waist-sized black hole emerged. A group of black birds rushed out of the black hole.
"kill!"
Wind blade magic exploded on the black hole one after another, killing most of the black birds.
Those blackbirds that slip through the net and fly out will naturally be dealt with by the magical arrows of the elf archers. If they are higher up, there will be winged men in the sky on guard.
After working hard for a while, we finished cleaning up the black birds that flew out, and the black hole in the magic circle was sealed by the elves, so that it could no longer cause trouble.
Taking a long breath, I asked the soldiers to clean the battlefield, and the team continued to set off.
"You! It's you, the Orc officer." I said to the officer who walked by carrying the mace: "Come here."
"Yes, sir!" He walked over, put the mace at his feet, and saluted me uneasily. I looked over his shoulder and saw that he was a second lieutenant.
"Second Lieutenant." I said politely, "What's your name?"
"Sir, I am Second Lieutenant Lush..." He answered me: "No! I am Second Lieutenant Rock, Second Lieutenant Rock!"
I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that because of the fake death campaign some time ago, almost all of my soldiers and officers now have two names.
"Lieutenant Yan Yan, you did a great job." I waved away the personal guard who came with the horse and said, "Come with me for a walk."
"Yes, sir!" Rock grabbed the mace and put it on his shoulder, walking beside me.
"Rock, have you just become a second lieutenant?" I asked as I walked.
"Yes, sir. I used to be a slave soldier in the Ninth Army." Rock answered me: "I joined the Dark Province Army during the Camp Strangulation and became a non-commissioned officer. I was promoted to second lieutenant two days ago.
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"Were you injured in the battle in Tucheng?" I asked, "I see that your posture is not natural when you use the mace."
"No, sir, I've been like this since I was a child." He hesitated and said, "That injury... was from being beaten by the lord when I was a child."
"It's okay." I patted his arm: "Aren't you feeling energetic now?"
"Yes, sir..." Rock smiled sheepishly.
"By the way, Rock, what's your position?"
"Sir, I am now the captain." Rock said, "I have ten teams and about ninety brothers."
"Who are the soldiers?" I asked, "Can you manage them?"
"No problem, sir, the ten team captains are all old brothers." Rock thought for a while and then said: "There are about ten tribal soldiers, about twenty tribal soldiers who defected during the war, and the other soldiers are fighting
I defected here near the end."
"What's the specific situation?" I looked at the nervous second lieutenant gently: "Don't be impatient, tell me slowly."
"That's right, sir." Hearing my comfort, Yan Shi smiled at me: "According to the order of our battalion commander, I asked the ten team captains to explain military law to them first. To this day, I think they all understand it.
They are all very obedient, not as wrangling as we used to be... Also, they are all in good health, but they are not very good at fighting."
"Not very good at fighting?"
"Yes, sir." Rock said, "They don't seem to have received any training..."
"That's it..." I saw Wen He and a magician approaching me. I knew they had something to report to me, so I said to Shi Yan: "Second Lieutenant, you go back and assemble your troops to report to me. Tell me
Your commander, this is Commander Cohen's order."
"Yes!" Rock carried the mace and left.
"Sir." Wen walked up to me and said, "According to the elf magician, there are two magicians and a knight on the three griffins. They are all relatively powerful characters."
"Don't worry about it now." I shook my head: "Wen, I have a question."
"What?"
"Can you see the passage when you fly up into the sky?"
"You can see it..."
"Then why...these three griffons didn't react at all when they flew over?" I said, "Their flight route and altitude never changed. Don't you think it's strange?"
"I..." Wen immediately reacted: "I'll fly up and have a look."
I nodded, and Wen Shu spread his wings and slowly rose into the sky. I stared at him. As soon as he reached the altitude where the gryphon had just flown, Wen Shu began to shake his head. As the height increased, the amplitude of his shaking head became larger and larger.
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Wen, who was lowered straight down, looked confused and almost opened his mouth to curse.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"You can't see the passage, you can't see it at all..." Wen said: "Once it's about five bodies higher than the canopy of the tree, you can't see the passage at all, and you can't even hear the sound!"
"Go tell Carlos to let the troops march with great swagger." I said, "Tell him to come later."
"yes!"
"Magic." I looked at the elf and said, "What do you want to tell me?"
"That's right, Your Excellency." The elf said: "A dozen of us magicians unanimously determined that the two enemy magicians on the gryphon are not from the Demon Alliance. They should be from the Dark Demon Palace."
"You mean, these scouts are from the Dark Demon Temple?"
"Yes, sir. I think they will come again."
"What do you think about the fact that they can't see the passage in the air? Is this some kind of magic?"
"Your Excellency, we cannot detect any magic fluctuations." The elf said: "This does not look like magic, or a very different kind of magic, but we have never heard of any records of this kind of magic... Please forgive me."
"This is not your responsibility, you don't have to blame yourself." I nodded and said, "Go and rest."
The elf left, but I fell into deep thought: Although I can't explain how the enemy in the air can't see the passage, it's a good thing. I don't have to worry too much. What worries me is that the enemy magicians come from the darkness.
The identity of the Demon Palace directly shows how much the enemy attaches importance to me...
And what is waiting for us outside this dense forest? (To be continued)