Standing on the Elf Planet, looking up, you can see two moons.
Cheng Lin knew clearly that they were two other pieces of earth that were somewhat inferior in size.
Among the three new stars, only this one gave birth to life, so the other two became satellite-like existences, blooming brightly in the dark night.
In the legends of the elves, the twin moons are the source of magic power. When the twin moons are at their peak, the magic power is also at its strongest.
Tonight...the moonlight is very beautiful.
The long city wall facing the World Tree in Krum City was as bright as day.
At regular intervals, there are stone outposts with lights burning on them. The lights are as long as the wall is long. This line of lights is their last line of defense.
Once the city is broken, the elves have only two options, either to be "eroded" and turn into monster-like black elves, or to leave the forest and head towards the mountains and rivers, and enter the sea, but that is tantamount to slow suicide.
It is difficult for the elves to leave the forest, just as it is difficult for the fish to leave the lake.
"Pay attention to the lights. It's windy tonight. Be careful to put them out. Cheer up!"
Margaret passed a guard post and said.
"yes!"
The battle elf soldiers standing on the city wall responded loudly.
Margaret nodded and continued to walk forward. Perhaps it was because the night was windy and the temperature was getting colder. She couldn't help tightening her collar and tightening her armor tighter. By the way, she counted the arrows on her back again.
The number elves in the pot are all natural archers, and Margaret is the best archery officer in the entire military camp.
It was by relying on her terrifying archery skills that she was able to convince the crowd.
"Sir, the scouts didn't notice it."
One of his adjutants came to report.
"Don't take it lightly. According to the latest map, our defense area is very likely to be attacked!"
"Understood! I'll send someone to investigate again!" the adjutant saluted and said, then turned and left.
Margaret nodded. This adjutant was an elf two years younger than herself. He was very smart and trusted her deeply. He was especially talented in archery. Margaret often thought about what would happen if the royal court was still peaceful.
, then depending on his age, if you teach him more yourself, maybe you can train him to be an archery master.
pity……
"war."
Margaret sighed deeply. After three years of resistance war, the entire elven population has been drastically reduced. Now only this small city is left. Materials are in short supply and life is difficult. Where are the conditions for cultivating arrow paths?
It may be a bit hypocritical to think like this. Compared to those of the same kind who have long since died in battle, or even... those of the same kind who have been "corroded" into monsters, they are at least still alive, which is already a great happiness, although... maybe, this
Small happiness will soon cease to exist.
As a battle order officer, Margaret was full of pessimism about this battlefield.
Reason told her that this unequal war would eventually end in their defeat. She was not the only one who held similar thoughts, there were many more. However, in the face of this genocide war with almost no way out, even if it was destined to
Even if they failed, they still tried their best to make that day come later.
As a race with a long life, Margaret originally thought that elves should look down on life and death, but the fact is that all living things are afraid of death.
"If you persist a little longer, maybe there will be a miracle?"
When she was frustrated, desperate and helpless, she would occasionally use these words to comfort herself. At first, the elves placed their miracles on the gods, the "goddess of moonlight and forest" who had enjoyed countless sacrifices since ancient times.
However, no matter how he sacrificed or prayed, the gods never responded. Even until hundreds of sacrificial priests in the entire sacrificial hall were killed by the enemy, the so-called righteous gods remained silent.
From that time on, they no longer believed in gods.
"Perhaps only a silly girl like Elu can still believe in it, right?"
she thought.
But what surprised Margaret was that just when this ethnic group had completely given up on God, Ellu actually ran over holding a map, claiming to have received help from God.
“Incredible.”
Until now, Margaret still seems to have the scene of the battle priest returning to confirm the authenticity of the map. Compared to others, as Elu's only friend, she is more familiar with Elu, so Margaret is keenly aware of it.
It was judged that Elu was lying!
Things were definitely not what she claimed.
However, the enemy was advancing and the situation was urgent. Even if she had doubts, it was not the time to inquire further.
In the face of a formidable enemy, military morale is paramount.
"What are you hiding?" Margaret looked up at the twin moons. For some reason, she actually had a trace of unrealistic hope. She hoped that Ellu could bring hope.
Just when she was sighing, suddenly, the flute sounded!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
She suddenly turned her head. This was the warning that the observation post had discovered the enemy!
"Everyone is on alert! Get ready to meet the enemy!" she shouted, throwing herself in front of the city wall and looking out.
The archer's eyes are always very good. Margaret could clearly see that outside the city of Krum, in the vast and boundless forest, there were black figures like ashes hiding in it, occasionally jumping towards them.
It also howled like a wild animal!
Accompanied by this, there was a "crashing" sound like ocean waves in the distance, which was the sound of withering plants.
Under the influence of the World Tree, the dense forest gradually loses its vitality and becomes a place of death. If you fall into it, you will lose your mind, lose yourself, and degenerate into a manic black elf like a beast.
"Erosion" is still some distance away from Krum City, but the enemy has already arrived first.
Probably feeling her gaze, the enemies hidden in the dark forest all raised their heads, bared their teeth, waved their sharp claws, and roared at her with their green eyes like wolves.
Margaret clung to the city wall with some pain. These enemies were originally their companions.
"Everyone, aim and shoot!"
However, the pain only lasted for a short second, and was suppressed by Margaret, who had an iron will. She raised her hand, shouted loudly, and at the same time pinched an arrow with her backhand and bent the bow to nock it!
Magic elements surged up, and the arrows with magical power possessed powerful and strange power.
On this section of the city wall, all the elves exclaimed and aimed their arrows in sync.
The next moment, countless arrows were scattered into the vast night like a storm, while the enemy dexterously jumped on the tree crown, climbed up the city wall and attacked!
Among the arrows, Margaret's arrow was the most eye-catching. It was like a bolt of lightning, making a terrifying explosion sound, and when it was launched, it flew like a living creature, constantly changing directions.
Her arrows can actually turn!
"Puff puff puff", the flying arrows pierced five or six elves in succession before finally stopping.
A pitiful scream also sounded outside the city wall.
A volley of arrows was fired, killing a small number of enemies. Immediately, Margaret gave the order to give up the bow and arrow, pulled out the scimitar with her backhand, stood up, relied on the city wall, and used rolling wood, kerosene, gravel and other weapons in her hands.
A battle of swords and magic began.
It's not just them.
On the entire city wall defense line, five small defense areas were attacked.
For a moment, the green arrow light illuminated the night.
Murderous intent boiled over, igniting the dark night.
One after another, the blackened elves were killed, falling from hundreds of meters in the air, and fell into the dense forest, splashing "waves". Similarly, there were also elven soldiers who were pierced through their armor, screaming and hugging the enemy.
, jumped down, and died together.
The peaceful city of Krum is finally no longer peaceful.
At the central command office, Marshal Luojia was planning the overall situation, with no expression on his face. Only when he received news of the casualties of soldiers, his steady hands would tremble slightly.
Luojia was not far away.
Ai Lu, the chief priest of the sacrificial hall, turned pale, and the screams in the night reached her ears, making it difficult to ignore.
And she knew clearly that this was just an "appetizer" and the real battle was yet to come.
…
defense zone.
When Margaret cut an enemy who climbed up the city wall in two with a knife, she suddenly heard a familiar scream.
He turned around and saw that not far away, the young adjutant with a talent for archery was pierced through the chest by a claw. He used his last strength to pull out an arrow from the quiver and pierced the enemy.
eyes, but it seemed as if he could not survive.
"Hang on!"
Margaret ran over and supported his fallen body.
Against the backdrop of the yellow-orange lights of the outpost, the young adjutant looked at her and finally gave a pale smile: "Sir, for me...live...well..."
After speaking, he took his last breath, and his spirit and will sank into eternal darkness.
The last scene reflected in the field of vision was two blood-stained silver moons in the sky.