Vol 4 Chapter 161: Slaughtered

The perennial hunting of cowardly cavemen who would not resist has made the military quality and resilience of these fallen elf warriors a bit slow and conservative. \\M First Release\\ In the years when blood elves and dark elves have been fighting for years, they have never encountered such an ambush by coincidence and beyond imagination. As soon as the fission on the ground and the lava jet appeared, the Hexian archer who had lost the guard of the flesh shield platoon suddenly panicked. Not only them, but facing a huge section that was tilted up several times higher than their own body, the entire army of fallen elves fell into an embarrassing chaos.
The air rider's mount was particularly disturbed. If they weren't well-trained, maybe these troll bats and two-headed Chimera had already fled in this atmosphere of approaching natural enemies.
Changing to any well-trained army will also have chaos in the face of such a change, but there will be a slight difference in the maintenance time of chaos. Whether it is a good soldier in all battles is the most direct and easiest way to test at this critical moment.
At this time, Liu shocked the crowd with a large number of people and had already slipped behind the slope. Their movements are silent and quick. A large group of people crawled on the ground in every way, with three punches and two kicks, and they just smashed into the ground one by one quite standard individual bunkers. This is also one of Feilengcui's basic military assessment items. After military exercises with real guns and live ammunition, it was proved that avoiding magical attacks and lying down in this half-side pit-shaped bunker can at least reduce the possibility of casualties by more than 50%. If protected by a magician, it is lower than advanced Magic attacks below magic and arrow rain from upside down can be completely ignored.
The army of fallen elves does not have this kind of quick reaction ability. The vast majority of people are retreating quickly out of instinct, and many of them are still stuck in place.
The gap between two cone-shaped extinct volcanoes formed at the edge of the swamp is nearly a thousand yards away. But after being blocked by the ground forces of the 15th wing of the drow army, the space available for detours and circles is very limited. This is not because the military commander Garrincha made a mistake. His ideas and ideas are absolutely correct, the only thing missing is that the flame lord’s magic tomb is not in the depths of the swamp, but on the feet of the frontline soldiers.
Tunnel warfare, tunnel warfare, anyone who touches anyone has to stumble. Zall is not fully airized, and of course it cannot be an exception.
The Flame Monarch who suddenly drilled out of the subsoil of the Skull Mountain land took four crooked poems and opened the ground. After rolling and revealing his 12-meter-high huge body in the air, the drow army completely exploded. Facing a giant mountain-like monster, it is not personal experience, and it is absolutely impossible to imagine how panicked the river fairy is. Why is the mouse so scared when he meets a cat? Every drow soldier can definitely understand it at this time.
The turbulent flow of people after surging back is a big taboo for soldiers. Although the priests of the Zall Governor team rode back and forth on the white tiger, the life-requesting snake whip could not stop this kind of retreat. No one wants to stay in the lava flying for even one second. The "gamma rays" fired by the Haxian shooters in the rear could not achieve the expected firepower net effect at all. Just like the splendid long tail drawn by a comet, the gamma beams with blurred silver lines staggered because of the river fairy shooter, but a small half swept the sky, a small half cut his colleagues, and only a small half shot at the magma. The flame lord was thrown away.
The magicians of Drow and Moore knew that this kind of super-order beasts didn't matter to magic below high-level, so they were desperately summoning high-level magic. The incident happened in a hurry, and it was useless for a while. When the eagle-thrower, troll batrider, and two-headed Chimera knight bravely pounced over, the salt strode out of the gloomy scorched salt swamp. The frost giants first threw a rough and hot boulder salt spear. The thick arms tore the air. The salt spear, dominated by strong power, diagonally inserted a three-meter-high canine-toothed fence forest into the line of the fallen elves squeezed into lumps.
The elf knights who looked down in the sky felt the retreat of the ground troops, and felt a panic in their hearts.
The Flame Sovereign finally squeezed the rock formation with his huge body, put his two thighs aside, and stood completely above the surface. The Bartoll demons wielded fiery great swords also leaped frantically from the swamp, and filed past the flame lord, rushing towards the retreating fallen elf warriors with tumbling flames and blazing heat.
The appearance of the Flame Lord resembled a skinned toad. It was obviously a human figure, but it was more like a monster. The tendons of his limbs are all flaming red, like burning charcoal, bulging out of the body together with strong muscles. [m Rapid Update] Dense, ugly blisters kept bulging and extinguishing all over his body. It looked like the late stage of syphilis. No one would even want to see it again. Coupled with the huge height of twelve meters and two three-meter-long fangs exposed on the lips, it made the flame monarch look terrifying. There are a pair of curved huge horns on his huge deformed head, which are like two huge anchors, which are held up in a weird circle. There are countless boiling magma like wax oil slipping quietly from the body of the flame monarch, and when it hits the ground, it will make a strange sound of "heap babble". The word ferocious can only be considered perfect when it is used on him.
But Barto's demon's appearance is almost no better than his own boss. This kind of five-meter-high monster with a sharp bone-spurred tail, several twisted horns and a pair of incomplete fleshy wings, with a brutal, vicious and vicious face written on it; sulfur and black smoke curl up from their nostrils; each Taking a step will burn a deep footprint on the ground that emits black smoke. The huge swords that they held in their hands swept across the fire waves, and there was a blank space in front of them, and there would be countless air cavalry in the sky, but they were all minced meat without wings.
Starting from stepping on the ground, the Flame Lord glanced with his huge eyeballs, and then shouted a string of long scales. Accompanied by his weird gestures, a huge and vigorous lava column like a fountain of hundreds of meters high jumped out of the gully on the ground, and it rolled over a large group of land sections. After the hot fountain lava sprayed into the sky, it first smashed the two-headed Chimera knights and the troll Batriders, and then scattered them into a flood of fire and rain on the eagle and bull fighters. The scorching smell and the smell of cooked meat were mixed with the "crackling" sound, and the screams and desperate shouts made this a melting pot for burning corpses in hell. The eagle and bull fighters who were touched by the rain of fire fell like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. A rain of dead bodies began to fall in the sky. Countless eagle and bull warriors who saw the bad situation immediately raised their flying heights and plunged into the sky. The gap between the two volcanoes is too small. A flame monarch with a huge body stood there, and even the brave eagle warrior knew he had to retreat first.
The feather arrows and calyx swords shot by the troll Batrider and the two-headed Chimera knight who pounced forward were also swept away by the flame circle of the flame giant sword of the Barto Demon. As the flame lord's web-like claws swept across, a "corrupted comet rain" swept across the sky with a dense smell of sulfur. The two-headed Chimera Knights and the troll Batriders who bear the brunt of the harvest are like a grape rack with a harvest. The urchin slams a stick, and a large piece of "patter" falls.
Those who are a little farther away can escape a small life, and those who are closer are almost dead. The thick-skinned two-headed Chimera is somewhat cheaper, and the slightly smaller pig-faced troll bat can't bear this dense magic baptism. A little bit of this kind of fire rain will immediately plunge to the ground. The corpse of the troll bat seemed to be corrosive after it landed, and the "bulge" was leaking away with bodily fluid, soaking bursts of pungent gas on the ground.
The ability to instantly cast a high-level magic is the most important feature of Super-Order Warcraft.
A dozen demon Barto did not continue to hunt down. Under the command of them wielding the flame giant sword, at least two thousand Battiz lava monsters and fire-dwelling murloc swamp monsters rushed out of the dark swamp, issued a sharp and evil shout, and rushed towards the panic. The fallen elves who retreated and arranged their formation. Among them, there are at least more than three hundred underground Ymir tauren warriors wielding an obsidian giant axe and carrying an obsidian shield in the front. This Ymir tauren is also a native of the underground world. It has lived underground since ancient times, and has a somewhat plausible ancient blood relationship with the Bimmbur tribe on the surface, just like the manatee in the sea tribe. The tauren with extremely vigorous vitality can find a home suitable for his growth in any corner of the world.
Ymir Tauren is a natural stonemason. Like their favorite obsidian, these underground tauren also have the special ability of fire immunity. They don't have any closeness to the takin tribe, but they are the most ruthless when they kill the takin.
The size of the Ymir Tauren warrior is inferior to that of the takin warrior, only about 2.5 meters high. But their muscles are as rampant as the takin warriors, their skin is blood-red wine-red, and they have large, thick hoof feet. The only difference from the Bimombor tauren is that the head of the Ymir tauren is completely a bull head. Or it can be said that the underground Ymir Tauren is like a bison that rickets on its back and can walk upright! While the Tauren warriors of Beamon, although they are equally strong, and have a pair of Boer horns on their heads, their faces are still the same as humans and other Beamon, and they are absolutely impossible to grow. A 100% animal face.
Led by the mighty Ymir Tauren, the army of Warcraft is like a hurricane sweeping the wasteland, instantly pulling a wind in the army of fallen elves. After the meat shield-type units at the forefront of the fallen elves front were disrupted, the damage caused by these powerful army of monsters breaking into the inner circle was like the same mace stabbing into the chest and stirring up fiercely.
The main ground force of the drow army is the river fairy warrior. The river fairy is not a powerful melee unit like Moore's gray dwarf warrior. Once the protection of the outer ring is torn away, these jokingly claiming to be earthworms will be the limit of the immortal than Menghe. Although they are just like earthworms, they will not die if they are chopped in two pieces, but they are beaten into meat pie and torn into pieces, even if they are really undead.
The Hexian has no eyes. The eye in the center of their eyebrows is actually a condensing glass crystal. This spherical crystal, similar to a magic crystal, can emit "gamma-ray waves" to interrogate objects, and is very similar in principle to the ultrasonic path of bats. If you want to train your own path-exploring ray into a lethal ray, the Haxian needs a long period of exercise.
Because of the limited vision, the Haxian can hardly compare the accuracy of a well-trained archer in hitting the key points. "Gamma rays" are also not as powerful as bows and arrows. Although "gamma rays" can burn internal organs through metal armor, the lethality and firing interval are also different depending on the quality of each person. Not only limited to range but also limited to quantity. Therefore, most of the attack methods of the Haxians are group shooting. They have a population of 2 million, which is enough to use—according to the effective number of dark elf statistics, at a distance of 100 yards, an average of ten
gamma rays
need to be fired to cause an effective kill. This is still in the opponent’s magic resistance. The result is not high.
Although in fact every Haxian archer is a born demon archer, an ordinary Haxian archer can only fire about 30 lethal
gamma rays
at most every hour, and no more. Within the scope of ability. This archer is really hydrated. Haxian shooters who can hit their opponents hard with two launch lines two hundred yards apart are quite rare. Among the drow army, such high-level archers are also called "Winton Bremen", which means "Gamma Marksman" in Elvish language. Like Beamon's "God Arrow Zheqin" and the Elf's "Royal Blade Archer", such sharpshooters are very rare and require innate talent and nurturing. Every qualified "Gamma Marksman", their beam ray can sweep for a long time, instead of shooting like a feather arrow, there is no room for turning.
Therefore, as long as the brain and heart are not burned by the "Gamma Marksman" or multiple "gamma rays", the damage caused by the rays can only make the monsters more crazy. This is tantamount to indirectly creating a frenzied effect, allowing the damage caused by Warcraft to spread more widely.
Especially annoying is that "gamma rays" cannot penetrate the two media of stone and wood. These Ymir Tauren, who have the most damage to the drow army, use stone shields as protective gear, and their magic resistance is also incomparable. Outstanding. The river fairy warrior could not effectively sniper the Ymir Tauren warrior. The Ymir Tauren, who has almost no containment force, can cause a stun effect of "war trampling" with a single stump. A swipe of the axe can knock down a large piece of limbs, which is a serious blow to morale.
Barto Demon is not only exaggerated in melee combat ability, but also quite good in mana. The flame circle spurred by their flame giants seems to have various curse functions. When the flame circle is thrown into the elves and burned in the crowd, it is like a stone thrown into a pool, oscillating out a circle of flame ripples. The undesirable effects of the tide spread. The salty frost giant with its cracked skin like hoarfrost, kept condensing a lumpy salt spear in his hand, throwing it from a distance to those who were ravaged by the Ymir Tauren and the warcraft army. The drow army. About one hundred and fifty steps, the salt spears thrown by these salt frost giants can still penetrate the battle shield, and then pierce two scorpion drows with heavy armor on their bodies. After piercing the ground, occasionally a few salt spears can burst into fragments, forming a splash effect. These salt spears obviously contained tyrannical toxins. Even the Drow Armsmen whose oily skin was smashed by the broken salt flakes, they couldn't even hum and fell to the ground with indigo on their faces.
"This is really worse, and it's salty and frosty." Liu shocked and smirked carelessly on the slope.
The army of warcraft in the Scorched Swamp has both long-range suppression and melee warriors. This flame monarch is really smart. The flame monarch commanded the salt frost giants who played with salt spears, and aimed the long-range firepower at the meat shield unit, which was obviously seeing through the weakness of the other party's river fairy. The drow army, who suddenly disrupted the establishment, challenged in a hurry, so it's strange not to eat turtles.
The combined air force of Moore and Zall finally woke up after wandering high in the sky. If they can no longer get air fire support, the ground army will be dead with the help of magicians alone.
The punishment of the fallen elves to the war-fearers is very cruel. These Air Forces had to bite the bullet, pray and start diving operations again to cover the retreat of their colleagues. Of course, the troll batriders would not work so hard, but the drows have accumulated enough energy to break through the firepower intertwined by the Flame Lord and the Barto Demon, desperately suppressing the scorched salt marsh monsters that are raging on the ground.
It is very unfortunate that a group of flying beasts composed of firework snakes and densely packed salt-winged flying lizards just soared out of the darkness of the swamp with their teeth and claws, and it happened to have a fierce battle in the air with the air force of the fallen elves. The fight.
On the ground is a symphony of magic and weapon cutting, and the sky is like dumplings.
The amateur army composed of warcrafts in the salt marsh has no attack level, and the drow army has also been disrupted. On the one hand, the fierce and bloodthirsty steadily gained the upper hand, while the other side retreated desperately with the advantage of numbers. At this time, the need for tactics is not important. Except for the vigorous and colorful air forces, the drow army on the ground had already lost even their pants.
Just as Liu Shock was preparing to draw his sword to help, the army of Zall ushered in a respite.
On the last trip, the drow army finally recovered from this series of severe blows. The four birdwing ballistas and the river fairy warriors on the back of the extinct volcano finally stopped the unstoppable momentum of the warcraft army. The smartest thing about Galincha is that he took the advice of Lord Bemón and placed four birdwing ballistas and a small number of river celestials on the backs of dead volcanoes on both sides of the battle line, instead of arranging them behind the battle line according to traditional methods. Columns on the slope.
This surprising piece played a vital role in turning the tide of the battle. The "gamma rays" of the river immortals are not a threat to these powerful existences, but the four serrated moon blades rotating at high speed are really fierce. The concealment of the sudden attack and the extreme closeness of the distance caused none of the four birdwing ballistas to fail their attacks. The horizontally lethal jagged moonblade had two "humming" trembling and passing three. The head and back ribs of the Demon Barto. There was also a serrated moon blade just nailed to the flame lord's right arm that was stronger than a thousand-year-old ancient tree. Although this powerful weapon twisted by the hamstrings of prehistoric giant lice is not easy to launch, its power is very, very domineering. The Barto Demon who was shot directly shoveled off half of his head, and the blood and the cut off horns rolled into the sky. The Salt Frost Giant with a moonblade stuck in his face also covered his face, staggering to the ground and rolling, letting out a scream of pain. His head was also cut into a "Y" shape.
Only the Flame Sovereign's arm was embedded with the serrated moon blade and was bounced away by the magic shield. Although Lord Flame still left a huge gap deep in the bones, the two forest guardians who fired this jagged moon blade enjoyed a heavier counterattack. The serrated moonblade, which was the size of a basket, spun back at a high speed with a high-speed rotation. The three-meter-tall bodies of the two dense forest guardians and the hard volcanic rock produced a flourishing spark.
Flame Squeeze Armor!
The Fire Lord’s magic resistance is actually the same as the "Holy Thorns Armor", "Sponge Armor", and the Forest Guardian "Blooded Sponge Body" with the "Flame Squeezing Armor" that rebounds 50% of melee damage! It just so happens that this long-range weapon is placed on the forefront today!
Compared with the Flame Monarch~EbookFREE.me~ Although the skin of the "Blood-Congested Sponge" of the Forest Guardian can also rebound damage, it obviously does not have such a powerful kinetic energy to rebound the serrated moon blade, and can only be cut in half alive. They died without regrets, who made them so close by the distance of this flame monarch. Except for Lao Liu's ten-whale power target on the sea clan island that day, there is not much physical power to be able to support the magic armor of this 12-meter-high giant monster.
The furious salt frost giants quickly washed away the small reptiles on the back of the mountain. Old Liu did not have time to teach these drow soldiers how to construct simple bunkers and fortifications. So they stood up and fought like suicide, and gave the Salt Frost Giant the best target.
The wounded flame monarch uttered a scream that shook the sky, as if piercing an empty eardrum with a golden needle. These screams not only spread far and wide on the desolate land, but also almost tortured the people on the battlefield to become deaf. The Flame Lord turned his head and stared at the lava-like fiery red blood flowing out of his arms. Plasma spewed out in large groups, igniting large swaths of white gas on the ground.
Injury in the hands of a group of small reptile opponents, which made the proud Flame Monarch unbearable.