Chapter 1118 (1/2)
”The whole army is in position and put up spears!”
When the Azores rushed over the last Golden Lion Flag on a black background, Carl Colin, who was tight all over, roared without hesitation.
At the moment when the voice fell, the shooters on both sides slightly flustered and put the ”jiaoguang spear” in their hands on the shield of the soldiers in front like a commander.
As a standard demon hunter, Carl Colin's military resume is not very excellent, and he has never served as a commander. On the contrary, he has rich experience in individual combat and breakthrough.
So he knew very well that Lord Loren appointed himself the commander-in-chief of the ”shooting army” not because he liked his hidden commander-in-chief talent, nor because of some unspeakable ”personality charm”.
”150 meters, turn on the launcher!”
”Shooter, load!”
Compared with the slightly trembling shooters, the shield players who hold up the Zheng shield and squat on the ground are very calm - most of them are from the unsuccessful demon hunters, and a small number are selected by Dalton kand from the night watchers who can confirm their loyalty.
Grass roots officers, guards, shooters and supervisors... These people are the key to ensure the normal operation of the whole shooting army.
So Lord Loren appointed himself only because he was loyal enough, could execute any orders without scruples, and was calm enough... Calm enough to execute his orders in an orderly manner before he died.
Staring at the first Elf Warrior rushing towards him, relying on Carl Colin with many years of experience, he constantly calculates the distance between each other.
One hundred and two, one hundred and one... Eight, seven, six
”100 meters, fire!”
At the moment of roaring, Carl Colin, who did not hesitate to press the firing device, could vaguely feel that the weapon in his hand used himself to trigger a low-level magic spell - although it was weak to the level of firefly spell, he did feel it.
”Bang --- --- ---!!”
Accompanied by a neat thunder, dazzling white light flashed past the belligerents.
At the same time, the Azores Elven army charged opposite was shocked, and the momentum of the charge was immediately interrupted - a whole row of Elven warriors almost fell in front of the long and narrow queue.
The shocked Anson was shocked to see this scene.
Loren Turin... The Wizards of the Empire have actually completed the combination of high-level magic spells and alchemy, and achieved miniaturization?!
”Attack, attack! Attack! Don't stop!” Anson, who wanted to break his teeth, roared: ”rush over and crush them! Use their blood to witness the courage of the Elven warrior...”
”Bang --- --- ---!!”
Short to only a blink of an eye, the neat thunderous sound flashed by again.
”Dang! Dang -- Dang!”
Three sparks flickered. The blindfolded elf girl who rushed to Anson at some time had already waved three knives and bounced off all the incoming beams in the blink of an eye.
”Elder sister?!”
”Continue to command, Anson - leave the rest to me!”
”I see!”
Almost at the moment when the voice fell, another loud noise rose into the sky... This time, it was at the feet of the Elven warriors.
”Boom, boom, boom, boom!”
The golden red column of light rose into the sky, and a long line of fire divided the battlefield in two.
”Alchemy bomb?!”
Staring at the towering fire, the stunned Archduke of El mans blurted out: ”Loren Turin... He buried an alchemical bomb that could be triggered in the ditch in front of the position
”You don't need a bunch of alchemy bombs that can be triggered. You just need to bury it under a shallow pile of soil, and then fill it with asphalt and igniter.”
Archduke Arles brightened his eyes: ”smart approach - since the new army should focus on projection weapons, it should naturally keep the enemy away as much as possible. I guess Duke Bain should have a similar trap on both wings of his military line.”
”Force the enemy to be inaccessible, but that's not enough; because your enemy is a group of ELF warriors who have magic and are not afraid of death!”
At the moment of the explosion, a light wall blocked the surging flames like the tide - the pure silver light under the Obsidian sun, like a glass plate scattered.
Under the reflection of fire, the elf boy with open arms was sweating and panting; Behind him was the elf warrior who had just survived the explosion and had not immediately recovered from the panic.
”I'm the assistant of the imperial court... 'tracing light' wizard Anson ZAD; Loren Turin... No matter what kind of monster you are...”
”No... no! Little! Look! I --!”
At the moment of the roar, the silver light turned into a long gun in his right hand and stabbed into the sea of fire.
”Bang --!!”
With a flash of silver light, it burst a gap in the burning sea of fire.
”Elder sister --!”
At the moment of the cry, the blindfolded elf girl wielding the ancient knife was the first to rush into the sea of fire and rush to the battle line of Bain Legion.
With the roar, scream and roar, the Elven warriors who had long abandoned the hope of living also raised their long knives and plunged into the sea of fire.
”Bang --- --- ---!!”
Almost as the Elven warriors burst into the fire, there was a neat roar of thunder on the battle line of Byrne's legion.
As the enemy approached, the firing speed and power of Byrne's Legion not only did not decline, but also increased.
In addition to the blindfolded elf girls, and a few elf warriors forcibly parry and bounce off the oncoming light beam, the elf warriors who rushed across the sea of fire were hit one after another - either fell into the burning ditch, ignited by the sea of fire behind them, or penetrated their limbs and chest by the light beam
Screams, one after another.
”Bang --- --- ---!!”
The uniform roar sounded again, and a whole row of Elven warriors fell down.
In the burning battlefield, the thunderous noise is like the roar of death waving a sickle. Every moment, dozens of hundreds of ELF warriors fall silently.
A passing beam of light;
A burning flame;