The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 182 The Real Army

(Anyway, there is a recommended position now. I am too lazy to update it at a fixed time. I will just finish it in one wave at noon, hahaha)
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A colorful giant python suddenly attacked Allen from a treetop. Half of the 7-8 meter long snake's waist was wrapped around the trunk, and most of it was like a flexible whip. Its mouth was full of blood. He wants to swallow Allen into his stomach.

Although Allen was not panicked, the heavy sword struck the fang that was more than a foot long on the opponent's lower jaw. The expected scene of the fang breaking did not appear. Instead, it made a clanking sound when it collided with the heavy sword. Allen blocked the snake from swallowing him, but the snake safely retracted its head.

Frowning, Allen felt that the fishy smell in the snake's mouth made him a little dizzy. Before Allen could recall why the fangs were so hard, the snake's mouth on the opposite side opened wide, and a ball of grass-green liquid was like a flying arrow. Shot towards where Allen was standing. Allen jumped back with a big jump, but the liquid in the other person's mouth spurted out again, and a ball of thick liquid shot over, forcing Allen to move again.

When the giant python stopped spraying mucus, bursts of white smoke were rising in the jungle where Allen was at this time. The grass, branches and even the affected tree trunks were gradually covered with grass-green mucus. Corroding them, the stench suddenly filled the area 4-5 meters in radius.

Allen accidentally inhaled a few puffs of white smoke, and his heart beat involuntarily. Knowing that something was not going well, Allen quickly closed his breath and escaped from the venue without looking back.

Allen ran wildly on the ground, and the giant python turned into a vine, chasing after him in the jungle with dense tree trunks. The rustling branches swayed slightly, and Allen could imagine the movements of the giant python behind him without looking back. A strong wind blew from behind, and Allen turned around and struck out with a sword. The python's tail was as thick as Allen's arm, and it hit Allen's heavy sword with a huge wind sound as if it had just transformed.

The blade of the sword rubbed against the scales of the python, and the crunching sound made people feel sick. After the collision, Allen rolled around to relieve the shock. Looking back, he saw that the python's tail was unharmed, but after spinning around in the air. He retracted it and rolled it up on a tree trunk, staring at Allen with his cold vertical eyes and swallowing his forked tongue.

"What kind of monster is this!!"

Allen secretly complained in his heart. A chase had just ended, and now he had become the prey of a jungle predator. Allen never imagined that there would be such a powerful beast in this primitive jungle.

Watching the giant python on the tree trunk carefully, Allen quickly turned back and retreated. However, this time the giant python seemed to think that Allen was difficult to deal with, so it watched Allen leave without pursuing any more.

After hiding in the jungle for another two days, Allen did not dare to ignore the wild beasts in the jungle anymore. Except for necessary prey, he did not provoke other animals for fear of causing another attack by a strange beast like a giant python. It wasn't until he felt that there were no more pursuers behind him that he decided to leave the jungle and embark on a journey home.

First, go and retrieve the equipment and weapons of the two humans killed before. These things are very precious in the eyes of the wilderness people, and Allen has no reason to give up. Where the two humans were killed, their remains had long been gone. It must have been taken away by their teammates. When Allen first learned about this useless thing, he felt a little baffled. Why would he go to such great lengths to bring back a dead body that was neither edible nor of any value?
  All things are born, and all things return to heaven and earth after death. This is the truth of natural cycles. Allen thinks so, and many natives in the wilderness also think so.

More than two hundred yards away from the battlefield, Allen found the place where he buried his trophies. He threw away the soil and grass roots on the ground, revealing two swords and an ax inside, plus Allen's own mail lining. Allen finally no longer had to Shirtless. After finding the direction of the trade road, Allen carried a large bag of things and walked outside. Wearing a suit of clothes that didn't fit him and wrapped in his lock lining, he looked very shabby, like a beggar. During this period, Allen also collected a lot of plant roots and fruits. These plant roots and fruits were very similar to many of the ingredients he saw in his dreams, so he thought about taking them back to the wilderness to see if they could be planted in the wilderness.

In the sky in front, a large number of frightened birds suddenly flew up, hovering in mid-air. Allen keenly felt a condensed breath coming from the edge of the forest.

Allen didn't dare to act rashly until chaotic shouts and fighting sounds came from near the business road. In the end, Allen couldn't hold back his curiosity and crawled forward slowly.

As far as the eye can see, there are rows of neatly arranged elven warriors, wearing uniform armor. The soldiers in the first row hold a slightly curved long knife in their right hand, and a chest-high long shield in their left hand, with the bottom of the shield and the tip stuck on the ground. , extending like a complete shield wall.

After them, there was another row of elven warriors, each holding a long bow. At this time, they stretched into a crescent moon. Under the command of the command, arrows shot forward like raindrops. The most terrifying thing was that these arrows finally landed on the target. The place is only a dozen meters in radius, and no arrow exceeds this range.

The target they were shooting at was just a plundering team wandering between the Elf Kingdom and the wilderness, with only a few dozen people.

This raiding team probably never expected that they just wanted to fight the autumn wind and find small and medium-sized caravans to rob and make a living, but they attracted the regular army of the Elf Kingdom to encircle and suppress them.

The arrows were like rain, and after a few rounds, the raiding team had numerous casualties. When the rain of arrows stopped, they were greeted by a group of ten Elf guards running towards them with double swords in hand. The surviving raiders took up the courage to resist, because they knew that there was never a place for wilderness raiders like them in the prisons of the regular elven armies. More than a dozen elf guards formed a formation in threes and threes, showing off the style of advanced warriors as they moved and turned. While attacking the target, they did not forget to block the weapons for their surrounding partners. Their tacit cooperation was like dancing with each other.

After a while, the dozens of raiding team members in the field were all lying on the grass, turning into unresponsive corpses.

The elven guards walked to each corpse and stabbed the chest and heart again to ensure that there would be no survivors among the looters. Then they collected the trophies on them and carried the corpses to the carriage like garbage. Walk away.

Allen did not dare to get up, but stayed curled up and hiding in the dark for more than an hour. It was not until he was really sure that the elven army had left that he cautiously climbed out. After witnessing the orderly massacre by the army, Allen had a new understanding of his own strength. At least now, he is not strong enough to face an army head-on.

When he returned to the trade road and saw the sparse caravans and lone traders traveling along the trade road, Allen's anxious heart finally relaxed. Trying to restrain his sharp edge and pretending to be a peaceful bugbear civilian, Allen finally caught up with a temporary team composed of lone traders and travelers, and followed them towards the direction of the Thunder Tribe.

(End of this chapter)