In fact.
When the shadows in the night slowly come into view.
The night elves almost suspected that their location was the main battlefield.
The enemies appearing on the opposite side were like a sea of crimson.
Not to mention the overwhelming half-human-tall creatures at the front.
There is actually a deep red Blood Giant in the middle that is rarely seen on the main battlefield!
It was a burly mountain of meat that was more than ten meters high. Due to its huge body, its skin was rough and its flesh was thick. Hitting their bodies with ordinary weapons or arrows was like needle pricks, and not even a drop of blood could be seen with even the slightest force.
It is said that this kind of giant war monster rarely appears in the form of an organization on the main battlefield.
The result is tonight.
In this small flanking border stronghold.
There are probably hundreds of people pushing and moving in line within the field of vision!
In addition, there is a half-human tall creature that runs wildly across the mountains and plains, occasionally pulling its companions over and stuffing them into its mouth.
The total number of enemies that appeared this time reached at least "10,000" level!
"What happened?"
This was the thought that appeared in the minds of all the night elves present.
But they didn't have time to think about it.
The enemies in the front row have already covered a thousand meters.
The dozen or so night elves who were on duty quickly informed their companions who were resting in the stronghold, while they raised their long bows, stringed their arrows, and aimed at the group that was running the fastest.
Rows of feathered arrows flew out.
Below are several silver-white non-corporeal light arrows that shoot flatly.
When the arrows are fired into the bodies of creatures that are half a man tall, they will be thrown backwards. At the same time, they will penetrate through the body and continue to pass through the lower body of the enemy behind them before stopping at the end of exhaustion.
The half-human creature that was shot screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
Some of them died without a word, and were picked up and chewed by their companions with quick hands and eyes next to them.
The flight trajectory of the disembodied light arrow is smoother than that of the feather arrow, and the effect and actual damage are more terrifying. After being submerged into a crowd, a small explosion will occur.
All creatures it came into contact with were blown to pieces with their limbs and limbs broken off.
The target that was hit directly was blown into fragments all over the sky and could not be retrieved completely.
It has to be said that the strength of the night elves is too terrifying. With just this attack, an obvious gap was made in the front end of the crimson ocean.
Except for the enemies who died on the spot.
Enemies running around also slowed down their running speed significantly.
Some even turned around and rushed to the gap to grab a late-night snack.
Obviously, the night elves are very aware of the characteristics of the enemy on the opposite side.
Those cannon fodder-like half-human creatures are bloodthirsty and greedy, and just a little bit of flesh and blood can disrupt their formation.
This trick has worked repeatedly in the past.
Dozens of piles of corpses can stop hundreds of enemies, and the night elves can slowly kill them while they are eating.
It won't take long to eliminate the invading enemy seven or eight hundred meters away.
Unfortunately tonight is different.
Dozens of piles of broken corpses indeed stopped the footsteps of hundreds of enemies.
There were more enemies running past on both sides, continuing to run towards the stronghold.
All the night elves who were still taking turns to rest arrived.
Seeing that the enemy was so large, they were divided into two groups of about fifty men each. The first group fired arrows continuously to attack. When the arrows were exhausted, they immediately retreated to replenish and rest. The latter group filled in the gaps to maintain continuous firepower output.
The running creature with a height of half a man was constantly hit by arrows and fell down.
One hundred, two hundred.
One thousand, two thousand.
The crimson "ocean" spent nearly 3,000 cannon fodder and barely pushed the front line into 500 meters.
Although the progress is slow, the number behind "Ocean" is more than ten times greater, and there is so much cannon fodder that it seems inexhaustible.
And, hundreds of burly meat mountains finally moved within the kilometer range at this time.
Their huge bodies can be clearly seen even from such a long distance, which creates a great sense of oppression, causing many night elves to be unable to help but shoot arrows at Blood Giant.
In this way, no matter how many arrows can kill a Blood Giant.
Just because the firepower was dispersed, the approaching speed of the half-human tall creature running wildly on the ground increased significantly.
Not paying attention.
The few hundred little men at the front had rushed to a distance where they could clearly see the saliva coming from the corners of their mouths.
They work almost tirelessly for food.
Like a fanatic who ignores physical injuries and fatigue, he only rushes towards the delicious flesh and blood.
The night elves quickly changed their targets and aimed at these disgusting monsters in front of them.
As soon as the firepower was transferred, Blood Giant in the distance began to advance recklessly again.
A step of nearly ten meters spans, and a distance of a hundred meters almost flies by.
The monsters, big and small, cooperated very well, making it difficult for the night elves to fend off them.
It didn't take long.
The entire crimson ocean advanced wave after wave like layers of tides, officially pouring into the two hundred meters that represented danger.
This kind of distance cannot last for more than a few minutes. Once they get close, even if the night elves can defeat a hundred, they will be submerged by the crimson ocean.
The faces of the hundreds of night elves in the stronghold were full of exhaustion at this moment.
But no one backed down.
Even though they knew that the disaster was coming tonight, they still gritted their teeth and persisted.
And I don't know if there is a special tacit understanding.
This time, the night elves standing in the front row shot far fewer arrows.
More of a non-physical arrow of light.
This kind of light arrow seems to be extremely taxing on their bodies.
Every time one is emitted, the light on the body surface will weaken by one point.
And these night elves fired arrows of light without restraint, almost with the belief that they would die.
Often it was only when the night elves in the back row forced him away that his fingers were dripping with blood and the silver light on his body was so weak that it almost disappeared.
But this wave of indiscriminate bombing.
Miraculously, the enemies at close range were cleared away, the crimson sea was severely knocked out of the entire tide, and the front line retreated five hundred meters away.
This wave.
Thousands of enemy cannon fodder lives were taken away.
So far, a mere hundred night elves have wiped out enemies dozens of times their own within a buffer zone of several hundred meters.
The crimson ocean seems to be blinded.
The speed of advancement slowed down slightly.
Blood Giant in the distance stopped and seemed to be listening to something.
Seeing this, the night elves left dozens of people behind to continue attacking with arrows, while the rest took the time to treat the injuries caused by the previous wave of explosions.
We don't know how long this fierce battle will last.
The more people you restore, the more combat power you will gain.
The more combat power you have, the more time you can last.
They didn't think about retreating.
I just want to use my best efforts to persist for the longest time and complete my mission of protecting my hometown.
ahead.
A deep red mist suddenly rose in the distance even further than Blood Giant.
The fog spread and quickly covered all the enemies.
The night elves' vision was filled with deep red, and even if they shot arrows into the fog, they still didn't know whether they would hit the enemy.
Only the occasional arrows of light that fly in can blast out a small void in the fog, which will then be immediately covered again by the surrounding fog.
Vision is obstructed.
Their accuracy is greatly reduced.
The enemy's figure wrapped in mist began to advance again.
This time, no matter how many feather arrows were shot, the speed of the mist never slowed down.
Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters.
Looking at the crimson mist getting closer and closer.
The night elves, whose silver light was still normal, gritted their teeth and stood in a row, deciding to use light arrows again to repel the enemy at all costs.
When a continuous stream of arrows of light shot out, they plowed through the fog like a carpet bomb.
The scene revealed inside is despairing.
Empty.
There was an area of nearly 200 meters in front of the fog that was deserted, and all enemies shrank away from this blank distance.
A blinding trick with amazing results!
Because after this scene, no night elf could be found in the stronghold who could stand normally without shaking.
Watching helplessly as the mist dispersed and closed again, continuing to spread closer intact, their faces finally showed despair.
Unexpectedly, it was his own stupidity that defeated them in the end.
It's over.
The enemy coming this time cannot be defeated.
They closed their eyes, put away their long bows and drew their swords, preparing for the brutal hand-to-hand combat that could be expected.
Just then.