Chapter 141 Crow Lord
’s raids in the dark always have unexpected effects. When the Dragon Prince charged in front of the enemy, a killing spree had already begun. Druchi did not have time to form a suitable resisting formation. The thickness of the human wall Not enough, even if there were only a hundred Dragon Princes, they could still penetrate their formation.
At this time, an ugly creature roaring hoarsely appeared in the sky, a manticore that symbolized Kane's murderous desire, and a scantily clad high-level sorceress was riding above.
This powerful and ferocious beast is what Druzi desires. The person who rides it will gain a high reputation in society and be feared by others, because just facing this creation of chaos requires great effort. Courage, let alone riding.
The high-level sorceress on the manticore used the snake-headed staff to guide the wind of magic, and chanted a spell in her mouth. The flames gathered at this moment, and several fireballs the size of millstones were shot at the dragon princes who raised their swords to kill.
The sorceress has this confidence. Even though those dragon armors were enchanted by Vaal priests with ancient magic, making them highly resistant to flames, the flames of Hecate believers cannot be resisted by the armor made by weak Vaal priests.
But the ending was unexpected. The fireballs hit several Dragon Princes in the melee. The flames caused by the explosion enveloped them. Many Druchi soldiers around them were hit by the flames and died on the spot.
But after the flames of the explosion dissipated, the dragon princes continued to kill with their swords as if they were not affected. As the top knights of Ulthuan, they were unable to resist the recruited Druchi soldiers. Their absolute strength Given the gap, the bloodthirsty and viciousness of nature are meaningless.
As if she didn't believe in evil, the sorceress wanted to continue to guide the wind of magic. When she raised her staff, a blue torrent appeared from the ground and rushed straight to the manticore's body. Magic and divine power condensed in it, and A huge hole shot out of its ugly body.
The Shadow King began to show his true strength. This torrent of arrows was shot by him with the Bow of the Moon. He is perhaps the oldest elf in Ulthuan. Over the course of thousands of years, in addition to his hatred of Druchi, he has been growing day by day. His strength is also constantly growing. As the chosen god of Loic and Lilith, he is equally deadly in melee combat and shooting.
The arrow of the Moon Bow grazed the body of the Druchi Sorceress. Just when she was still lucky that she did not die on the spot, a dragon spear had pierced her body, and she was killed together with the manticore underneath her. Through.
Vomiting blood, she turned her head and looked back in disbelief. A high-level dragon prince riding a Silver Moon Dragon was looking at her with a cold face. He then pulled out the dragon gun and threw the high-level sorceress from the sky.
No one continues to care about this high-level sorceress who may be from Grond. Perhaps she is deeply favored by Moras, but these people are just cannon fodder in a war of this level.
As the Dragon Princes broke out of the battle line, the Shadow Walkers also began to attack. The ability of these soldiers from Nagaryth to lurk in the shadows is as good as their masters. Without close observation, no one can Discover where they really are.
Edtelis, who was riding the Silver Moon Dragon Lighthamil, flew to the side of the Shadow King. His voice was still clear even in the noisy battlefield, "We need to move people as soon as possible. Druzi in the Phoenix Gate has already noticed the movement here. ."
If he had followed his previous temper, Edtelis would have had to fight to the death with those Druchis no matter what. However, the main purpose of this rescue operation was not to kill many Druchies, but to capture these Druchies. Asul was rescued. The longer he stayed here, the greater the changes.
After using the Moon Bow to kill a Shadow who was raising a crossbow, the Shadow King nodded in agreement, "After you deal with the remaining Druzi, take the people away, and I will take the Shadow Walkers to break up the rear. "
After hearing this, Edtelis understood and commanded his dragon companions to attack the remaining recalcitrant Druzi. Due to time constraints in this rescue operation, only the Dragon Prince and the Shadow Walkers fought. If the infantry were allowed to advance slowly, those Asur would have been taken to Tal Anlek's transport ship.
The coordination between the Dragon Prince and the Shadow Walkers seemed to be perfect. Under the command of Edtelis, the Dragon Princes gave up the pursuit and began to patrol the battlefield to see if there were any hidden enemies, while the Shadow Walkers attacked Durou on the flanks. After gathering together, he picked up his sword and loosened Asul's rope.
"Let's go." After seeing that everyone was able to move freely, Edtelis ordered the Dragon Prince to carry the elves who were seriously injured and unable to move on their war horses, and then marched back to Tal Kajol.
As the sound of horse hooves and rapid running echoed on the ground, the Caledonians gradually left the battlefield, and the only ones left were the ruthless warriors of Nagaryth.
"Your Highness, Edtelis has left." The nameless Shadow Crown Hand walked to Aris Anar, holding the heads of two Druchi officers in his hand.
"Prepare an ambush and let those traitors taste our wrath." The Shadow King spoke without any fluctuation in tone, but anyone who knew his deeds knew that this meant that there would be a feast of crows next.
"Yes." Under the command of the Hand of the Shadow Crown, the Shadow Walkers sneaked back to the hill where they were. There were several boulders blocking the view ahead, and the relatively gentle but long road would obviously expose the attackers to a lot of damage. arrow attacks.
The leading Druchi Dread Lord rides a cold lizard, with an exaggerated crescent moon symbol on his helmet, and the black armor on his body is full of spikes and barbs. Even from a long distance, the Shadow King can still see the mark on his shield. symbol, a harpy.
The Fear Lord led an army of Cold Lizard Knights and Dark Riders here. When he received the news, he knew that it must be the Shadow King who had launched an attack on the slave camp. Those traitors of Nagaryth had been blocking it for thousands of years. The revenge of Druchi.
He arrived here with full confidence. The Shadow King's troops may have strong ambush capabilities, but they lacked the ability to advance and lacked cavalry to make the final decision. As long as the high-level sorceresses here stabilized the battle line, they would definitely be able to wait for support.
But after arriving here, they only found the remains of hundreds of Druchis. Many had their heads cut off, and most of them had more or less arrows on their bodies. But the strangest thing was that the corpses were the densest. There are traces of wounds caused by lances, there are also traces of being trampled, and there are traces of burning flames all around.
Although there are silver-helmeted knights in Nagaryth, those knights who use crows to cover up their family icons are not as sharp as other kingdoms. This wasteland is not suitable for raising war horses. Looking at this situation, an idea appeared in his mind , Caledor has sent troops to Nagaryth.
Just when he was about to retreat directly to the Phoenix Gate, a ballistae-like arrow had already pierced his body. Hundreds of arrows seemed to have heard the call of war, and fired accurately and fatally at Druchi's army. middle.
The Shadow Walkers chose to shoot the lightly armored Dark Riders first. Except for the Shadow King and the Shadow Crown, the armor on the Cold Lizard Knights could be penetrated at will. Others could not pose much of a threat to them. In order to pursue concealment and For efficiency, these warriors chose more flexible compound bows instead of armor-piercing bows.
The serrated arrows pierced the dark riders wearing leather armor or simple iron armor, knocking them off their horses one after another. The dark horses with fangs were not spared and were shot on the spot.
The 300-man Druchi army supported from the Phoenix Gate began to panic, but after the leader of the Dread Lord reluctantly pulled out the arrows from his body, the formation was quickly reorganized.
Although he had some doubts about whether the Caledonians would be ambushing around, it was not the time to think too much at this time. The infantry from the rear was already rushing towards this place. All he had to do was capture the Shadow King's rats and sacrifice their heads to the witches. The king could barely recover some of the losses caused by the slaves' escape.
The Fear Lord began to charge towards the hilltop not far away with the cold lizard knights. He saw the traitors who were bending their bows and shooting arrows. He kicked the cold lizards under his crotch with both feet to make them go faster, in order to make these traitors pay. cost.
But a man without a helmet and with only a simple gemstone ring on his forehead appeared in the field of vision. His black hair showed that he was of pure Nagaryth blood.
But the Fear Lord was not happy to see his compatriots. Instead, he felt that his breathing became faster and his will to charge was not as firm as before.
The black-haired elf opened the long bow in his hand, and a bright blue light like moonlight appeared in his hand. After releasing the arrow feathers, the arrow shot across the sky like a meteor and hit the fear lord.
After the extremely fast meteor shot and killed the Dread Lord, it rushed straight towards the Cold Lizard Knight behind him. Under its power, a deep pit was formed on the ground.
This attack obviously shocked the charging Druzi soldiers, and many of them had chosen to retreat. After the death of the fear lord, it was not a shameful thing to escape.
The Shadow King continued to draw the bowstring, and the moonlight-like power of Lilith appeared again, shooting at the charging Cold Lizard Knights.
Crow Lord Aris Anar will prepare a feast here. This feast is prepared for the crows who spend their lives searching for death. After the crows search, the vultures will devour the corpses of these betrayers. .
(End of chapter)