Ash Rufate himself was surprised by his emotional changes. After Xunfeng finished speaking, he suddenly felt anger. Anger that seemed to be rootlessly ignited from his heart and quickly swept through his entire brain.

"These scum!" Verinor also cursed next to Ashu Rufate. Then the three of them retreated from their observation position.

"We must enter the battle, otherwise the small city will definitely be captured by the enemy." Ashurufat said the first. "And in this case, the enemy is very scattered in order to prepare for the weapons to attack the city, and their rear teams are completely unprepared. If we can launch a raid from the rear in combat formation, we will definitely be able to attack them unexpectedly. If the soldiers in the city attack at the same time as us at this time, then we have a great chance to defeat them in one fell swoop."

"This mission can be handed over to me," Xunfeng replied. "I can notify my companions in the city with a sound arrow. At the beginning of the battle, I can let my companions come out from the front and catch them off guard."

"There are two roads here," said Ashurufate. "One road, one road. We have too few troops and can only attack from one of the positions. Let's attack from the main road."

"I think the path is more suitable," said Verino. "The path is relatively narrow, which can make the enemy unable to distinguish the real strength of our army. On the one hand, it is attacked, and on the other hand, it cannot determine the real number of our army. This will definitely make the enemy's commander quickly give up on the battle. If you attack from the main road, there will be no effect."

"No, things are not that simple." Ashrufate retorted. "Our attack from the small road can indeed make the enemy more shaken and confused, but in this way the enemy will escape from the big road. The terrain of the road is wide, and as long as their commander is not an idiot, we can quickly see the real strength of our army... Once they stop to fight back, they can encircle our army with their numerical advantage. On the contrary, if they attack from the big road, the enemy can only escape from the small road. On this narrow terrain, they cannot judge the number of our army, and we can smoothly pursue and defeat the soldiers without worrying about their counterattack. Even if they try to fight back, the troops cannot be fully expanded on this narrow path. Our army can completely defeat them."

When he analyzed, he did not notice the expressions and eyes of Xunfeng and Verino.

"Sorry, I haven't asked you yet... Who is yours?" Xunfeng asked suddenly.

"My name is Ashu Rufate." Ashu Rufate replied. In fact, he really wanted to make up a lie about bloodline and position, but he did not know much about the elves. If the lie was exposed, the situation might be worse, so he could only answer this way.

"Are you a prince?" Xunfeng asked.

"Prince? Oh...no...I'm not." Ashu Rufate hesitated for a moment. His hesitation was not because he considered whether to reject the title, but because he was worried that his simple self-introduction would be seen.

Dinaser and Verino looked at each other, but did not speak.

"If you have no objection, then do it." Ashu Rufate decided to quickly get over this matter. The elf's etiquette is really strange. Why does it involve the father's family when introducing yourself, and his own boss? "Xunfeng, you are here. Once the attack begins, just use a sound arrow to notify your companions. Captain Verino, we act immediately and must launch an offensive before the enemy hurts the innocent."

Perhaps because he was used to it, or was eager to get around the topic, so as not to doubt the elves, Ash Rufate did not realize that he had become the one who gave the order without realizing it.

The time is almost over.

The commander of the dark elves rode above the cold beast and looked at the small town not far away. Behind him, his subordinates had already erected several stakes. The pitiful people crying on the pillars were women, children, and two injured and captured soldiers. A loud messenger had already shouted and asked the defenders of the city to surrender, otherwise all the prisoners would be executed. He did not expect to rely on these hostages to surrender, but hoped that this act of killing innocent people would infuriate the guards to rush out and fight him to the death. Of course, it would not matter if they did not rush out. These abominable relatives, the miserable crying sounds of Yasurs in the flames, would please his body and mind.

It's a pity that there is not enough time, so I can only use the rude means of stolen. If I have plenty of time, he will let the defenders of the city understand that torture prisoners is definitely an art, a very beautiful and unique art. When this art is applied to the abominable elves, it seems particularly valuable.

"Prepare for execution." He lazily ordered. He burned the elves to death, and then prepared the entire army to attack. He used continuous crossbows to suppress the archers at the city, and then attacked the city wall with a ladder. Finally, he used swords and fire to destroy everything here.

A horn sounded from behind, which was a loud battle horn.

The elves warriors wearing silver-white armor suddenly appeared from the road, lined up in dense formations, and suddenly launched a raid at the rear of the dark elves. The dark elves behind were completely unprepared, and even had no formation. The first wave of bows and arrows made them mess up, hiking around like headless flies.

The elves of Marines advanced steadily, and at the same time they kept shooting bows and arrows onto the enemy's heads. Each wave of bows and arrows would cause more than ten enemy casualties.

On the hill not far away, a sharp and harsh roar sound rang out. It was Xunfeng who shot his arrow. After doing this, Xunfeng shot several arrows at the enemy commander's position. Unfortunately, the distance was too far. The only arrow hit the tail of the cold beast, and it still slid away with the scales.

Behind the Dark Elves, the Marines held spears and charged towards the panicked and scattered enemy.

But the Dark Elves are also experienced warriors. After the initial chaos, a small group of enemies had gathered together. They were not very large, but they were likely to gain valuable time for their companions.

"Hurry! Magic!" Verino ordered loudly.

Dinaser summoned a spear with amber light. He held the translucent handle of the spear tightly and accurately cast it towards the small group of gathered enemies. The magic spear was like a huge gun shot out by a powerful bowstring from the crossbow, and in an instant, it penetrated six and seven enemies and disrupted the enemy's formation. This caused the Dark Elves' team to fall into chaos immediately, and their action to fight for time was completely defeated.

The spear of the elf warrior pressed towards the enemy like a forest. Most of the enemies immediately fled back when they saw that the situation was not good. A few of them who fought stubbornly immediately became the souls under the spear.

If it is a human army, then the commander's conclusion on the situation is to retreat temporarily. Because he is about to face the danger of attacking from front and back. But the morale and training level of the elves - no matter which one - the army is far superior to that of humans. Although facing the neat formation of enemy soldiers and an offensive like a scattered attack, the dark elves who were unable to escape were still in groups of three or five, fighting to the death with the elves spears approaching step by step. Because although their bloodlines are close, the hatred between them is too deep, and no dark elves can count on the mercy of their close relatives. Since that is the case, it is better to fight to the death.

This unexpected situation bought a small amount of time for the Dark Elf. Whether it was because of his brave nature or his keen grasping the only opportunity on the battlefield, the Dark Elf commander made the most critical choice at this time. He left the enemy ahead and ignored it, led all the troops under his command that still maintained fighting spirit, and launched a wave of charge towards the Marines in the rear.

Both sides of the war realized that this wave of charge determined the outcome of the battle. If the Dark Elves could defeat the formation of the Marines by relying on their superiority, then they would have plenty of time to in turn swallow the elves who had left the city to fight back. On the contrary, if their offensive was defeated by the enemy, then they would lose.

Verino and his subordinates showed strict discipline and superb combat skills that humans could not match. Under Verino's command, the entire Marine Corps stopped, put down their spears, and instead used bows and arrows to shoot a rain of arrows against the enemy who was charging. Then they dropped the bows and arrows, raised their spears, and lined up a wall of spears like hedgehogs in front of the enemy.

If this last wave of arrows weakened the enemy, at least it was impossible to see at all on the outside. The Dark Elf warriors waved their weapons and rushed over with a roar. When the distance between the two sides was farther, their storm formations seemed to be scattered. But as they rushed closer and closer, their formations became increasingly dense. By the last fifty steps, they had formed a neat square array.

At this time, Dinaser let out an unnatural sharp roar, and groups of crows were summoned by him from nothingness and rushed towards the enemy. These crows were actually quasi-life forms created by magic, and they attacked the enemy's heads and faces, especially their eyes. But even so, the formation of the dark elves was not in any chaos.

A chuckling face suddenly formed on the flank of the Marine Corps phalanx. Then, the face screamed and rushed towards the dark elves' phalanx.

The flames plowed through the dark elves' team, and all the dark elves wherever they went were burned to ashes. This magic disrupted the formation of the dark elves. Some of them stopped because of the fear and damage of this unexpected blow, and were in amazement. The other part could not hold back and hit the elves' spear formation one by one.

"They actually have two magicians!" The officer of the Dark Elf issued an angry curse. The soldiers in chaos formed a formation could not break through the opponent's spear formation. He knew that his counterattack had failed, but he still drove the cold beast to rush up from the flank. Although the battle failed, the magician was far away from the team, so he should be able to kill the opponent.

The magician was wearing a cloak that looked dirty in color, but he held a bow in his hand, which was a bit strange. However, at this moment, the commander of the dark elf had no time to care about such small details. He held a spear and used the jumping power of the cold beast to flash through the spears of the elves, aiming the sharp blade in his hand at the magician's neck.

Then he saw the magician's body move. Then the gray cloak flew up and was stabbed directly by his spear.

The touch from the spear told him to stab a hole. He wanted to tie the cold beast, but found that the mount was completely out of control. His body suddenly lost weight. When he realized that it was because the cold beast had its legs cut off, he had already fallen to the ground. He wanted to get up, but he happened to see the elf magician turn his head. The magician held a sword with both hands in his hand, and under his cloak, he was wearing a pair of armor shining with silver light. In the middle of the breastplate, there was a red dragon-shaped pattern.
Chapter completed!