Chapter 168 (2/2)

“Charge!” Yang Feng’s thoughts revolved lightning fast, before he ordered.

After seizing the Demonic Snake Fortress, Yang Feng had been rus.h.i.+ng straight to the City of Dark Elves without stop for rest so that he could reach and capture the city before Dark Elven Clan could gather their allies.

Once the dark elves had mustered all their powerful allies, then it would become at least ten times harder to capture their city.

The electronic eyes of 100,000 beast-type Bladed-troops flashed, and they charged forward; in a split second, the earth started to trembled as if being stampeded by countless horses.

Joana ordered coldly: “Fire the Night Scimitar Ballistas!”

In the City of Dark Elves, radiances flashed among the ballistas, before 300 Night Scimitar Ballistas simultaneously fired 300 Shadow Scimitars at the densely packed crowd of Bladed-troops.

Under the guidance from the dark elven Wizards, each one of the 300 Shadow Scimitars chopped 20 Bladed-troops in two. With this attack, 6,000 Bladed-troops were chopped in two, and had fallen to the ground.

More than one twentieth of the charging 100,000 Bladed-troops, as if a large tract of wheat being reaped, were chopped in two, and fell to the ground. But the price paid by the dark elves was 10,800 superior magic stones, which was equivalent to more than 140 million inferior magic stones.

“Fire the artilleries!”

Yang Feng no longer had any thoughts of seizing the ballistas, and immediately issued an order.

The 50,000 heavy-artilleries roared once more, madly firing at the Night Scimitar Ballistas.

“Warping Force Field!”

“Shadewood!”

“Greenwood s.h.i.+eld!”

”…”

Among the Night Scimitar Ballistas, the dark elven Wizards cast defensive spells; resisting the heavy-artilleries’ bombardment.

If it was outside the City of Dark Elves, then those dark elven Wizards would have already been torn to shreds by the countless artillery fire. However, inside the City of Dark Elves, the might of the artillery fire was greatly weakened, while the power of the dark elves received a great boost. Under the boost and weakening, the dark elven Wizards had actually managed to forcibly resist the majority of Yang Feng’s bombardment; with only 20 Night Scimitar Ballistas being blasted to smithereens by Yang Feng’s barrage.

After seeing 6,000 beast-type Bladed-troops being chopped in two, Yang Feng’s gaze contracted slightly, he waved his hand, and 10,000 beast-type Bladed-troops joined the a.s.sault.

At the same time, 3,000 engineering robots quickly went over, swiftly retrieved the remains of the 6,000 Bladed-troops, and moved them to the rear.

Even Great Warlock rank experts wouldn’t be able to withstand the razor-sharp edges of the Night Scimitar Ballistas’ Shadow Scimitars. But because the scimitars were too sharp, the damage the Bladed-troops had suffered was not too great; as long as they were repaired a bit, then they could once more be thrown into the battlefield.

Suddenly, boulders weighing between a dozen tons to several hundred tons were hurled from within the City of Dark Elves towards the beast-type bladed-troops.

When hit by the boulders falling from a height of 100 meters, the Bladed-troops and their protective cover were directly smashed apart; their parts splas.h.i.+ng everywhere.

Under the attack from the boulders, more than 400 beast-type Bladed-troops were smashed into tatters, and even detonated.

After seeing this, Yang Feng’s face twisted slightly.

The Bladed-troops smashed by the boulders, even if their wreckage was to be retrieved, it still needed to be sent back to the munition factories in the surface world, before being melted and manufactured anew. In other words, before this war was over, Yang Feng couldn’t recover them.

The 10,000 beast-type mechanical Bladed-troops stopped once they arrived before the moat.

Inside the moat in front of the City of Dark Elves, a black liquid was churning and bubbling, and was emitting traces of black fog.

Once the Bladed-troops had approached the moat, they started to slowly erode.

Yang Feng’s eyes flashed with a touch of graveness: “Darkness Poison River, the most dreaded moat in the City of Dark Elves. Once one fell in, then even a Great Warlock rank expert would be corroded into dregs.”

“Fire the arrows!”

Joana barked. Suddenly, countless arrows were shot from above the City of Dark Elves towards the beast-type Bladed-troops.

The majority of the arrows were blocked by the beast-type Bladed-troops’ protective covers; but there were still more than 3,000 arrows that managed to penetrate the protective covers, and pierce into the Bladed-troops.

More than 300 of the more than 3,000 arrows immediately exploded; blasting 200 beast-type mechanical Bladed-troops into pieces.

In the City of Dark Elves, the strong were as common as clouds; there were many archers who could even penetrate the defensive spells of level-2 Warlocks with their archery. Furthermore, they became even stronger while under the blessing from the temple.

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