"Riding horse, run!"

Geros yelled, then stumbled to the second heavy crossbow, first buckled the belt and stabilized the position, then picked up the crossbow arrow on the rack and started winding the strings. The constant clicking sound was like a drum beat, which was crisper and louder than the drum beat. Because this sound might expose the target, because the string tightening for a long time will wear out the machine parts, the heavy crossbow cannot be wound before the battle; but it was this fierce sound that fully increased the mood of the battle.

"Tess, keep the distance and start to circumference!" Dagon heard a ding sound. It was after the winding was completed, and the ammunition trough was completely empty. The sound of the iron sheet knocking on the tuning fork when the tail of the crossbow arrow fell into the trough was a reminder that you could shoot at any time. "Can you go to the front?"

"Don't be so anxious!" Tess turned the horse's head and rushed down the hillside. The wooden wheels crushed the black land, stirring up clouds of wood ash behind him. "Did you understand the elemental attributes of the four heads?"

"not yet!"

At present, I only know that the sheep's head blew the flames, which must be the fire element. The chicken's head can emit sound waves, but what kind of element is the sound wave? As for the tiger's head and snake's head, I have never seen them use spitting weapons. In addition, Chimera can cause serious acid poison damage, and I also don't know the source.

In this case, it is also good to cause damage first and force Chimera to show its elemental characteristics. Dagon slightly deflected the crossbow, estimated the distance from Chimera and the speed of the carriage moving, and then aimed at a point behind the carriage, leaving an advance amount.

He pulled the trigger, and the steel string and crossbow arm in front of him returned to his position at the same time, and suddenly pushed out the crossbow arrow like a javelin. "Buzz!" The crossbow arrow cut the air, slowly rotating and mixing with a rapid charge, and a sharp straight line shot towards Chimera.

With a thud, the crossbow hit Chimera's wing root, pierced the scales and skin, and penetrated through the cracks of the bones. Chimera screamed in a sad voice, turning over and falling to the side. The purple-red blood splashed into the air, drawing a graceful arc as the overturned Chimera was drawn.

"I'm hit! I'm so excited!" Tess shouted happily.

The starting lineup hit, which is a good sign. Dagon was re-rung while thanking Reed for his math enlightenment education. Relatively, the addition of speed, the abstraction came to reality. Dagon suddenly understood why Reed wanted to teach him this knowledge.

The reason for the advance is to measure and estimate the distance. No matter it is an archer like Tess or a simple weapon master, this principle will not be unfamiliar with it. But how much advance is to leave the distance, and whether you can be precise, it requires mathematics. Experience accumulated through a lot of practice and actual combat is of great importance, but if you have a simpler method, you should use it. Not using it or not or even using it well is irresponsible for combat and blasphemy for life.

"Look! Tigerhead!"

Dagon raised his eyes and finally saw the tiger's head moving. It twisted its neck back, spit out the horse's body, and then bit it on the crossbow arrow, easily breaking it. It was all metal, although it was a slender pole, but it should also be bent, rather than being bitten by its teeth like wood.

Chimera's tiger head spits off the residue in her mouth, and then spits it into the wound on her wings. A green stream of water hits the wound, immediately stopping the blood, and applying a layer of ice on it. "The water element is water!" Dagon and Tess shouted almost at the same time.

Geros failed to answer successfully, and he was angry. At this time, the twenty round trips of the heavy crossbow were completed. After a ding sound, he also aimed and fired. The javelin crossbow arrow flew towards Chimera, but this time Chimera was prepared. It twisted the sheep's head and knocked from the side with the sheep's horn. The heavy crossbow arrow was extremely fast, and the sharp edge of the blade drew a bright spark on the sheep's horn, then deflected out, swept across Chimera's body, inserted into the stone of the nest with a thud, and directly penetrated into more than half of the depth.

The stone burst out after four seconds.

The elf shot a few more arrows, and Chimera made a thunderous four-fold roar. It was angered by the group of little bugs. It tried to fly again, but was still disturbed by the mental state, rolling and falling, and lying on the ground like a dog eating shit. It didn't understand what was going on, but it didn't matter if it couldn't fly, and it wouldn't affect its killing.

The sheep's head shot out the fireball, like a stone bullet thrown by a trencher, drawing a slight arc. Tess turned the horse's head to the right, and Dagon's judgment was only a little slower than her, knowing that the fireball was a little biased and would land on the left of the direction of the carriage. However, his estimation error was a little larger, and he could not judge the exact landing point, and the fireball flew farther than he expected.

Tess is right. The carriage was just hit by the soil and gravel from the fireballs, and the damage was ignored. If he drove by himself, Dagon might turn a smaller arc, and it is very likely that he would be blown up by the fireballs, and then the big stones rushed up, so the car and the crew would not feel so good.

The other heads were also attacking, as well as claws, and tails. Two of them picked up a knight and teared him directly in half. Half with the heart and brain were stuffed into the tiger's mouth, chewing sounds clear and loud, while the other was thrown directly to the knight holding the long sword.

He once followed the elves to mock Dagon, but now he can't say anything. Seeing his limbs trembling, his eyes flashing, just like his fighting spirit. When half of his body hit him, his pupils suddenly focused, as if only broken intestines, bones and flesh were the only things he could see.

The threat of death suddenly magnified, and Chimera's image became tall and invincible. He suddenly collapsed, threw away his helmet, turned around and began to run away. Unlike the "incompetent defeated soldiers" who were often spoken by him, at least he still had a long sword in his hand, but this was not bravery, or habitual or well-trained, but just forgot.

Dagon fired a crossbow arrow, and Chimera was adept at avoiding it, but he was relieved. The knight had hope of escaping. But at this moment, Shiloai suddenly changed the gesture of casting a spell. Her fingers were like eagle claws pounced on her prey, and her arms were like frozen snakes, twisting one after another, squeezing out a ball of pink and white flame to pounce on the knight.

The three elves in the open space also shot arrows at him, as if the knight had replaced Chimera and became a thorn in everyone's eyes. Dagon shouted "Be careful", but his heart was cold. The knight was in a daze, with only fear in his heart, how could he know how to dodge?

The pink flame first hit, poured into his mouth, then emerged from his ears and eyes, forming an illusory portrait of constant terror and howling behind him. At this time, the elf's arrow with elemental power flew over, hitting the knight's mouth, hitting the eyebrows, and nailing the portrait of the portrait in a fear posture. Finally, the arrow actually pulled the persona of fear and flew out, and inserted it on the ground with a thunderous sound, to be precise, in a square of the magic circle.

"Emotion is higher than the body!" Shiloae's feet did not move, his upper body swayed greatly, and his hands were raised high, drawing as large a circle as possible. More elements gathered towards her, and the power of the spell continued to rise. The new elements were concentrated on the fearful figure burned by pink and white flames, pounced on like a colony of marching ants, instantly gnawed, and then turned into a pink and white tornado that wrapped Chimera in it.

"Fear! Fear makes you dare not move!"

Siloai's shouting was like thunder and whistling wind under the blessing of the magic circle. Chimera's body was swaying, and the four heads quarreled with each other, as if they were unsure of what to do. A panic look appeared in the sheep's eyes, and the tiger was roaring at it.

"Roll, sisters!" The three elf students riding and shooting horses took out a card and condensed their mana on it. "Release the summoned beast, take advantage of its chaos and bite it to death!"

"No! What are you doing? Follow the plan!" Shiloai shouted, but none of the three people listened to her.

"Chimera is ours!" The elf student waved the card and released a scorpion-tailed lion with a hideous scar, a griffin wearing bright silver armor and a two-headed ogre wielding a big stone axe. They rushed into the magic circle from three different directions, shouting to charge against Chimera.

"Behead! Look for crystals!"

The idea is good and wrong. After entering the magic circle, the soles of these three summoned creatures were wrapped in pink and white cold fire there. As they went deeper, as they continued to beat Chimera, although they also caused damage, the pink and white cold fire also spread upwards, climbing up to their knees, thighs, and starting to move towards their chest and abdomen.

The three elves rode around the small circle. They were quite flexible and had excellent shooting skills. They avoided attacks again and again, leaving many arrows in the gaps of Chimera's scales. Not only that, they were blinded by one of the eyes of the sheep's head and both eyes of the chicken's head. There was still a through arrow inserted on the snake's tongue, and even spitting out a letter. However, none of these injuries were fatal, and their tactical value was even less than that of the knight's earliest attack on Chimera's wings.

"Siloai, control your spells!" the elf arch rider shouted. They did not receive a response and were angry, but when they looked back, they were frightened to find that Shiloai's face was covered with blood. Blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, ears and mouth, forming multiple blood lines, and the power of the entire magic circle began to turbulently.

"I... have been controlling..." Shiloai spewed out a mouthful of dark pink blood mist, and the joints of his arms made a rattle. "I'm carrying... the consumption of three extra elves... cards, control magic... magic array. You should... die."

Real, the entry of living creatures has little effect on the magic circle, but there is a relationship between the magic power transfer between the elves card and the summoned object, just like there are three uncontrolled magic sticks stirring randomly on a delicate cake. The three elves are still riding in circles, which further exacerbates the interference of magic power, and this is not the original tactical plan at all! Now, the magic circle is on the verge of collapse.
Chapter completed!