Seedron Horimion, the elf lord of Minas Ishir, is not far from Feich. Excluding Fitch's natural hostility to Diderit's successor, he still has to admit that Seedron is a very good elf commander. In the chaos around him, the elf can not only firmly defend the front line, but also use the precision cooperation of shooters, warriors and spellcasters to advance gradually, which shows a very high level.
It can be seen that these elves who came to the King's Army are all elites with combat experience. There has been no war in the Elf Island for hundreds of years, but the elves have a long lifespan. The elves did not die during the last time they fought with humans, so the elves are not lacking in experience.
The situation was judged, and the advance and retreat were well established. The elves killed everyone blocking their path with graceful movements and efficient tactics. The infantry were shot dead on the way of charge. Those who tried to sneak attack with bows and arrows were shot dead before they could be launched. Those who approached the horse were hooked by the sudden vines and fell to the ground and fell to death... Seidron held a long scimitar in one hand and chopped down a human soldier who had just completed the robbery and carried a full package, and did not show hostility to the elves. "Go east, go to the lighthouse castle! Go to the lighthouse castle!" he said in the elf.
The Lighthouse Castle is the core castle of the Lighthouse. Although it was Andrew's former residence, it has always been a semi-finished product. The four-sided city walls were only three sides, and the main body of the castle was only one and a half on the ground, which looked like a large warehouse. Andrew learned from Fitch's strategy and did not build the castle in the territory. Fortunately, he avoided the attack of the Blood Meteor Night, and knew that he would become the king, so he changed the construction plan of the castle and turned it into a place dedicated to shelter for the people and store supplies.
"After the disaster, I still want to go to the Lighthouse Leader to continue to make trouble? Do you still want to plunder supplies and strengthen Minas Ishir?" Feiqi has determined that the elves have participated in the attack on Count Hall, so it is impossible for these elves to leave. Since these pointed-eared guys are basically gathered together, no spell can be more efficient than fireballs.
When Feige used the magic matrix to combine spells, an elf warned. It was a druid wearing a green robe with wooden sticks in his hand, his eyes were small but very sharp. "There are spell fluctuations! Everyone..."
Before the word "heart" was shouted out, a basketball-sized fire ball appeared in the center of the elves' battle group and then exploded violently. The reason for this was that Feiqi remained invisible and flew directly above the elves. He "pushed" the fireball like a dive bomber and fell into the middle of the elves.
The flames exploded, and the rolling red heat blew up the cloak, igniting the ends of the hair, burning the skin. Seidron was overturned by the fire waves and fell heavily. He felt that the sound of roaring in his ears, and everything in his vision was shaking, just like his companions who were overturned by the shock waves.
There was a man in his sight who was not shaking at all. Feiqi fell from the sky, standing in the middle of the flames, and attacked while the elves were rolling and dodging. He first rushed towards the caster who had just tried to issue a warning message, and the pit sword pierced straight through with the power of lightning.
"Quickly!" Seidron shouted, and the elf held a wooden stick in both hands and swayed across the board, avoiding the sharp blade and looking for the sword spine to avoid the material hardness. However, the wooden stick swung hard and penetrated directly from the long sword, and Feiqi in front of him also turned into a ball of steam and disappeared.
As the flames passed, more than twenty Fitches appeared in the elves' front line, one of whom stabbed a sword from behind the elves' caster. Seidron exclaimed, but this did not prevent metal from penetrating the flesh and bones, nor did it prevent lightning from burning through the soul. Fitch made a sword, hit, and collected the sword, and then used the shape to change the shadow to transfer the position again.
This is a powerful spell that the Minas Ishir elves want to learn, and it is also the original intention of Elway Hawkeye to join the magic school. He once reported the power of this spell to the elves, but Seidron believed that the elves' reaction speed could completely limit the performance of this spell. As long as the elves destroy these phantoms with weapons as fast as possible, wouldn't it be impossible to teleport? Now, he knows that he is wrong.
He ordered the attack on those illusions at the first time, and the elves' reaction speed was indeed fast enough. Whether it was a bow or a scimitar, they accurately hit the shadows of Feich - but this was not a way to break the illusions. When the weapon attacked, it could only make people sure whether the Fitch in front of him was true or false. The shadow still existed after shaking. Even if it was clearly announced to the elves, what could it be? Anyway, it was just a target anchor for teleportation. Only when Feich teleported in place would it be threatened. At other times, it could be cut at will, and the time of the elves would be wasted.
If Alway is here, he would tell Seidron that cracking these illusions requires using spells of illusion to cause severe distortion of all illusions at the same time and turn into something like a pool of mud. In this way, which "phantom" is not twisted, then it is real and needs to be prevented. However, there is no if on the battlefield. Seidron immediately discovered this problem after he issued an order. He ordered attack, but it would be better to order all defenses!
Feiqi took action again, the first thing he had to deal with was the druid among the elves. At this time, the sword skills learned in the Monster Hunter course in the Ice Peak Fortress, plus the combat knowledge that he instilled in him when he became a Desire Demon, so that the long sword always attacked in the simplest and most efficient way. The power of the middle-level devil can easily overwhelm the elves, and the pit sword is strong enough, so as long as you put in enough strength and use the greatest strength to launch a sudden attack, you will always gain something - this is the devil's job.
Blood sputtered on Feich's face, and the warm feeling was no different from human blood. Seeing the elves in front of him fall down, a life lost its vitality from then on, Feich found that he had no special feeling. He obviously retaliated for the ambush of the King's Army, but he did not even have the pleasure of killing the demon in a bloody battle. He waved his sword, saw the elves fall down, and then went to find the next target.
Feiqi didn't know that his eyes were blood-red, no different from the devil. He only knew that he was at the peak of his state and was just right to kill people. Spells and spells were seamlessly connected, and the weapon was swung smoothly and powerfully. Every attack, transfer and defense choice was perfect. The Demon Demon was the backbone of the devil's combat power on the battlefield of bloody battles. Feiqi had never killed, but this ability never left his body and soul. He instinctively knew how the enemy would react and what he should do, and then used the Demon Demon's physical fitness and magic to deal with it. When the enemy was relatively alone, he used weapons to attack, and when the enemy gathered, he used fireballs. The devil's tactics were so simple and crude, but efficient and effective. The elves had the experience of fighting with humans, but did not understand the devil, and did not understand the bloody battle.
"Fech! Why do you kill us!" Seidron was angry. He waved his scimitar and chased Fych's illusion, but he was unable to stop Fych's attack. Earth element bondage, air element rope and greasy technique, Fych completely controlled the situation on the battlefield. Only those who had both flying and teleportation had complete combat power. But only such people were Fych. Seidron slipped under his feet and was tied up by Earth element restraint and was dragged around. He kept falling in a messy way, completely sorry for the elves' reputation of "flexible and agile".
"Swoosh!" The arrow flew over, causing two long thorns to be added to Fitch's body. The elf's shooter was still threatening. They did not ask to leave the battlefield, and they didn't even move a step, just staring at Fitch. Although they could not see through the illusion, they knew which elf companion was attacked, so the Fitch who launched the attack was real.
"Don't worry, you will be after the caster." Feiqi looked down at the arrow feathers inserted on her body, unable to feel the pain, and still launched the attack at the original pace. The elf druid summoned lightning, created a rain of ice cone falling from the sky, and summoned thousands of buzzing poisonous bees, but this could not stop Feiqi from slashing them one by one under the sword.
"Why doesn't it hurt?" Feich paused for a moment after the druid died and pulled out the arrow inserted into her body. The steel arrow was exactly the same as that found in Earl Hall's body. The only difference was that it failed to penetrate Feich's bones, and the part of the internal organs that were injured after the arrow left the body was also recovering quickly. "The regeneration speed was so fast. This was not the ability of the devil, but the part that remained in my body after the burning and flashing soul used hell therapy."
This influence will not exist forever, but it can be used to fight. The exact same arrows aroused Fitch's hatred again, and more illusions appeared on the battlefield, and he completely turned into a murderous devil who knew nothing about pain and tirelessness.
"Look, isn't that Feige Hall?"
Since he experienced the basic positions of the camp, most of the soldiers of the King's Army knew who Feich Hall was. There were dozens of Feich's illusions on the battlefield on the elves, which would definitely attract everyone's attention. Although there was no Earl of Hall, his son was here, relying on his former reputation to gather the confidence of everyone. His actions of killing the elves clearly conveyed a message, which is also the message that most humans are willing to believe: the culprit of the chaos in this camp was the elves. As long as we kill them all, we humans should not kill each other, and that would be safe.
"Elf! Kill the Elf! Follow Feiqi Hall!" Some soldiers shouted this slogan, and soldiers followed. So the person who shouted this slogan became companions, becoming a way to identify identity and camp. "Humans do not fight humans, but the elves are making trouble, and Feiqi is eliminating the source of disaster!" This explanation can be accepted by most people, so it becomes a kind of "fact". The shouting of killing in the camp began to weaken for the first time, and the price was that more and more elves were sent to the grave by Feiqi.
In the end, the only elves was left with Seidron. He stood in the center of his compatriot's corpse, holding a scimitar. Although he had a heavy breathing sound, he calmed down completely. Feichi's phantom gradually disappeared, and in the end he was only one. He held a staff and a sword, his clothes were covered with blood splashed on his face, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes. The elves lord knew that he was still alive, and that it was Feichi who deliberately left him for the last. The purpose was nothing more than humiliation, or to get some information from him. At this time, he had no need to insult or argue, and he should focus all his energy on the battle: either kill Feichi, or kill himself.
The scimitar drew a graceful arc in front of his body and beside him. Seidron carefully used his toes to explore the safe trampling position so that his activity area could be as large as possible. The elves are proud, and the same is true for humans. He has heard many stories about human aristocrats. In the war of race, the human aristocrats tried to gain a sense of accomplishment through suppressing the elves in spirit, so they often confronted the elves warriors. Feich is also a nobleman, and he also pursued the honor of the championship at the martial arts competition. Everyone agreed that most of his personality was pride, and as the general of the elves, he was also the lord of Minas Ishir. This identity was enough to arouse Feich's desire to fight.
Seedron thought of Minas Ishir. It was indeed a good place. Feich left a pretty good foundation for it, and he just sat down to enjoy the fruits. I think Feich must feel resentful in his heart, right?
He knew that this was the most important moment in his life and the last moment. He knew very well that even if he lured Feiqi to duel and won by chance, he would not be able to fight alone from this camp. If it were a druid, there might be hope and transform into an eagle and he could embrace the sky again. But Feiqi was very smart. He thought of this in advance and attacked the druid first when he had the advantage of maneuver power. Transformation and flight could not escape the speed of teleportation, and the failure of the elf was inevitable, but he might have a chance to recover some losses slightly.
At this time, Feiqi inserted his staff to the ground, held the sword with only his left hand, and slowly walked towards Seidron. At this time, the elves were ready. Feiqi was a rare left-handed swordsman. He was obviously not a left-handed swordsman, and he was still holding a long staff in his right hand, which made it difficult to deal with. Seidron had already thought about it. He did not want to survive, but only hoped to remove this great enemy for the elves and avoid his compatriots from facing such a difficult opponent.
Therefore, when Feiqi walked over with his sword, he was still a little relieved. Even though the nearby army was surrounded by the King's Army, all the humans were shouting "Let the elves die". As long as they could still contribute to the elves, it would not be despair. But Feiqi took a few steps, suddenly stopped, raised and opened his right hand, and his palm was facing Seedron. A ring shining with various runes rotated around Feiqi's arm. The magical texts were so beautiful!
"Flame gushing", Feiqi casts a spell with an ice-like sound. This is a spell that turns the fireball into a continuous burning spell. Although the impact has been reduced, the ignition effect is stronger. Seidron tried to rush up, but he suddenly slipped to the ground, and his cloak and leather armor have begun to burn. Burning to death is almost the most cruel of all the methods of killing people. Even Feiqi, who was not emotional in the entire battle, was shaken a little.
The onlookers were cheering, and at this time an arrow flew over and shot Seedron, and he stopped moving. Feiqi frowned, took back the spell, and looked in the direction of the arrow. He saw Marelis holding the longbow, and the bowstring was still shaking. "Kill the elves!" Benny's father was shouting loudly: "The Earl's Son is here, don't mess with everyone! The Earl's Son..."
This guy who took advantage of the tricks is worthy of being a mercenary - Feiqi retracted his gaze from Marelis and looked at Seedron. The elf did not move in the flames.
OK - Feiqi thought - the killing is enough for the time being, so the murder will be spared. The elves have been eliminated. The most urgent task now is to suppress the chaos in the camp and then deal with the Thunder Army outside. "I will give the bounty later, so the elves carry all the things they carry, and I want to check it." Feiqi said to the soldiers: "Now gather together and continue shouting with the greatest voice!"
Chapter completed!