The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 861 Ancient Tree
  On the cold wind hill, the drow Mistress Pernilai and Lillian all restrained their expressions and looked towards the north with solemn faces.

A few miles away from the city, the elven army that had been fighting with the drow army for a month or two finally received their reinforcements. The vanguard army, which originally suffered a lot of losses in the continuous fighting, now has the support of new forces, and its low fighting spirit has been swept away. And the light was replaced by a vigorous murderous intent rising into the sky.

"We're not going to have a good time next!"

Pernilai's eyes were filled with coldness, and her words were rarely devoid of sarcasm and provocation.

"The barbarians in the south really don't want to watch the show all the time, right? Wouldn't that give them an advantage?"

Mistress Lillian's voice was soft, but her pair of catkins gripped the stone bricks of the city wall fiercely. Pieces of stone powder and fragments quietly shattered, unable to withstand the anger of the powerful mistress.

"Then what can we do? We have no way out!"

On the other side, Mistress Siya's lazy voice appeared again and said indifferently.

"When we first migrated to the surface as a family, weren't we already psychologically prepared to face such a situation?"

"The warm sun, the gentle breeze, and the colorful nature. If we want to enjoy these, don't we have to pay the price?"

"Even without the help of the barbaric and ignorant natives in the south, are you and I willing to give up our current life? Are we going back to the underground world?"

"Giggle!"

While talking, Siya caressed the chest of a young and handsome drow male. He was panting heavily and his eyes were blurred, as if he was about to show his bestiality to the beautiful woman in front of him at the next moment.

Wuwu~~wuwu~~
  The melodious horn sound suddenly sounded in the distance interrupted the observations of several matrons. At the same time as the horn sounded, trumpets and drums also sounded in Hanfenggang City, and countless drow warriors and spell casters with slender figures and stern faces came to the city. Step onto the wall.

A long green line on the horizon began to spread in the direction of Hanfeng Gang. Behind the long snake, more than 20 giant creatures with a height of 20 meters were walking heavily, following step by step behind the long snake.

Whoops! Whoops! !

More than a dozen giant dragons soared into the sky, including the transformed black dragons of the drow druids and the revealed black dragons of the Blood Alliance allies. They flapped their wings and stirred up gusts of wind, soaring in the sky above the Cold Wind Hill.

The elves launched their offensive earlier than the mistresses expected. The main force of the opponent's backup had just arrived yesterday. Unexpectedly, they were preparing to attack Hanfeng Post early this morning.

The faces of the old enemies below gradually became clearer, and the longbows of the drow archers on the city wall began to point toward the sky, preparing to attack the elves.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
  Although he was in a low position, the elves' army was the first to attack. After the ancient war tree dragged its cumbersome steps about three miles below the city, a pair of wooden arms turned into tentacles, and a flower on the branch From blooming to fruiting, a flower blooms in just a few breaths.

The tentacles deftly picked a seed from the branch, and then swung it around the head a few times. A seed with a diameter of more than one meter escaped from the hand and went straight to the Hanfenggang city wall.

Boom! !

Stone shields and earth shields appeared in time, and collided with the huge Zushi who was roaring in the face. The magical creation instantly collapsed under the huge impact, but it also greatly reduced the momentum of the ancient tree Zushi.

Just as the fruit body was about to fall outside the city wall, there was a sudden loud bang, and the fruit body exploded from the inside out. Countless hard seeds as fine as pigeon eggs rushed out of the skin of the fruit body and sputtered in all directions.

Take it! Take it! !
  There was a burst of sand and rocks flying on the city wall, and most of the seeds carrying huge power were embedded deeply into the city wall, leaving a dense pit.

The remaining seeds aimed in the direction and flew straight to the drow behind the city wall, but the drow were also no strangers to the ancient trees of war. They had already taken precautions when Zishi shot, and now dense seeds were shot out. At that time, a group of drow huddled up and hid behind the parapet. Only a dozen or so unlucky ones were injured because they did not hide well.

Bang!Bang bang!

It's just that the ancient war tree's long-range throwing has not stopped since it started. Looking at the hundreds of fruiting bodies swinging on their branches, I am afraid that the drow will be suppressed by the opponent for a long time, unable to stretch out their heads to fight back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Elf Legion quickly advanced and arrived under the Hanfeng Hill city wall almost unscathed.

The sky was covered with dark clouds. The spell models of the drow matron and their caster alliance were successfully constructed. Amidst the bursts of spells, a light green drizzle began to fall from the sky. The first raindrops that fell on the ground gave off a pungent smell. White smoke, and when they fell on the armor and flesh of the elven warriors, there was a sizzling sound of corrosion.

The elven spellcasters also launched a counterattack at the same time, and huge groups of flames and lightning went straight to the dark clouds in the sky. They eliminated each other in the energy impact, weakening the drow's magic power, until the sky slowly returned to its original appearance.

It's just that the drow casters are not kind. After the first spell was formed, they had already begun to prepare the next spell. The ground under the cold wind hill began to crack and rise, and countless thorns rose from the ground, growing wantonly among the elven legions. Tear apart the opponent's array.

The team of elf casters had been prepared for a long time, and another wave of magic turned into rays and light groups, passing through the large bodies of the elf legion warriors and seeping into the ground. The ground that was crawling like life slowly calmed down, and the growing ground thorns also It began to collapse from the ground up until the entire spike turned into soil again and merged into the ground.

"Roar!!"

The black dragons soaring in the sky roared one after another, then retracted their wings, and their huge bodies swooped down from the sky, with a decisive attitude of hitting the ground directly.

How could the strong elves allow the other party to succeed? There was a strong druid who, while flying towards the Elf Legion, did not forget to connect with the consciousness of the ancient war tree behind him and command them to follow and press forward.

call! !call! !
  The black dragon swooped over the head of the elven army, opened its big scarlet mouth, and the sky was filled with crimson flames. Just when the powerful dragon's breath technique was about to cover the leading elven warriors on the ground, one after another the elven druids They transformed into the form of giant beasts and giants, and used their huge bodies to help the elven warriors on the ground block most of the dragon's breath from being devoured. A smell of roasted meat spread. Although the giant creature transformed by the elven druids was well prepared, it still suffered a bit of a loss this time when it resisted the real dragon's breath technique.

However, they didn't care about their injuries at this time. They either hugged them with their arms or took a bloody bite. They used every means to drag down their targets and flew to a wider sky to avoid being caught. The fighting coming down will involve the troops on the ground.

Although the elven army was poisoned by the aftermath of the dragon's breath, it was blessed by the protective magic halo deployed by the legendary paladin and the knight's damage sharing halo. Although there were still many injured, the overall losses were not large.

"It's time for us to do it!"

The powerful elves had already come to kill them. The drow matrons on the city wall had cold faces and raised corners of their mouths, and many of them had excited looks in their eyes.

Although they have migrated to the surface and no longer need to live according to the cruel rules of the underground world, they still believe in the Spider Queen Rose Dudrow, and the bloodthirsty and cruel nature rooted in their blood will not change easily.

As soon as Mistress Pernilai finished her frivolous words, more than twenty strong Drow men rose into the sky and began to use their own divine spells, magic, or powerful combat skills while flying towards the strong men on the opposite side.

The two elven bloodlines, which were originally of the same blood line tens of thousands of years ago but eventually became eternal enemies, finally fulfilled the wishes of the gods behind them and proved their loyalty to each other's gods and bloodlines on the cruel and crazy battlefield.

A series of powerful and heavy arrows were shot from a distance. The target was not the drow behind the city wall, but was deeply embedded in the solid city wall, creating a smooth and vertical wall that was strong enough to climb. the way.

The elf warrior rushing at the front made a big jump, and put his slender arm on the tail of an arrow. Then he twisted his waist with force. Taking advantage of the original rippling momentum, the kite turned over and upwards, with the instep of his feet straightened during the roll. Just hooked by an arrow tail.

The agile elf warriors relied on this simple help, and soon someone approached the nearly 20-meter-high city head. Just as they were about to climb the city wall, a famous drow suddenly rushed out from behind the city wall holding two swords. The warrior resolutely jumped off the city wall and ran headlong into the arms of the climbing elf warrior.

puff!
  puff puff!

The sound of the knife piercing flesh was hard to hear on the noisy battlefield. One by one, the heroic warriors lost their lives and fell into the arms of Mother Earth. However, more warriors were still climbing towards the city, not because their companions were all There is no emotion from the tragic experience.

After a part of the ancient war trees covered the Elf Legion as they approached the city wall, they stopped their stone-throwing attacks and charged toward the city wall that was almost the same height with seemingly clumsy steps.

The black dragons in the drow army have been entangled by the elves' druids who are specifically targeting them. At this time, they are completely unable to get out. Although the ancient war tree's individual strength can only be regarded as a half-step legend, but with the blessing of tyrannical power, the whole thing is a Taiwan's majors are all siege weapons.

Boom!
  dong dong! !
  The branch that had previously turned into a tentacle transformed into a heavy battering ram when the ancient tree approached the city wall. As its arm swung, it hit the city wall ferociously, causing the city wall to begin to vibrate and tremble from its foundation. .

The drow army also poured down barrels of black kerosene from the top of the city at the same time, and more barrels of kerosene were aimed at the huge target ahead with the support of the catapult's throwing arm.

Not long after, the drow archers raised arrows with tiny flames burning at the tips, and decisively let go of the full bow strings. Sparks flickered all over the sky.

At the same time, a drow spellcaster recited a spell, and with the action of waving his staff, spells such as volleys of fireballs and pyroblast fireballs appeared out of thin air.
  call!
  The arrows fell on the ground, immediately igniting the kerosene flowing on the ground, but more of them landed on the huge body of the ancient war tree. In an instant, the ancient tree stained with kerosene ignited and turned into a blazing mass. The torch is constantly struggling and twisting.

Swish swish! !

The elven spellcasters were also making remedies. Heavy rain fell from the sky and fell on the frontline battlefield, extinguishing many of the rising flames.

Several charred ancient trees suddenly fell to their knees on the ground. Before they died, they clung to the city wall with both arms. Then they turned into roots and vines and plunged into the city wall. They used their bodies as materials to build a long path for the following elf warriors. ladder.

Teams of drow swordsmen suddenly emerged from the drow phalanx, with a long rope tied to their bodies. They jumped directly from the city wall and ran back and forth on the city wall nimbly. With the help of the rope, they were harvesting and writhing in mid-air with all their strength. elf warrior.

Huge fireballs and stone throws mixed with barrels of fire oil still targeted the ancient war trees under the city. Even if heavy rain fell overhead, they could not completely stop the flames blessed by magic and physics.

There were also a small number of drow warriors, berserker professionals, and their vassal race warriors, wielding exaggerated heavy axes, attacking the ground with arrows wildly, and began to clear away the ancient trees entangled on the city wall.

The broken body of an ancient tree suddenly fell to the ground. Countless elven warriors were forced to dodge around, but some were still unlucky enough to be hit by the debris.

The damage to the drow on the city wall was also considerable. In the distance, countless elven archers climbed onto the ancient war trees left behind, staring at the drow warriors on the city wall and shooting wildly.

Especially those drow warriors who cleared the path of the remains of ancient trees, as well as the double swordsmen and sword dancers who hung in mid-air to block the elves from climbing. They were their key targets. Battalions of warriors were killed by ruthless arrows. Harvested lives.

Both sides used their methods to fight fiercely on the not majestic Hanfeng Gang City. Heroic warriors fell to the ground one after another. The blood flowing was not cold yet, and more warriors continued with firm steps. Charge.

Above the sky, the sky-wide squally wind carried a powerful magical impact, covering most of the sky. Dozens of figures were entangled with each other, sometimes fighting together, sometimes turning into birds and beasts, and from time to time, bright red blood flowers bloomed, lingering for a long time.

The fighting continued from day to night. The corpses of soldiers from both sides piled up a hill one or two meters high under the city wall. The city wall of Hanfeng Gangdu was also dilapidated and crumbling, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

The soldiers were still persisting. Although their arms waving weapons were no longer strong at this time, and there was a bit of unconcealable fatigue on their faces, none of the elf warriors stepped back before their commander gave a signal to retreat. step.

The elves are insisting, and the drow will not give up on their city. Although they are indifferent, it does not mean that they do not understand the preciousness of love and relatives.

In the city behind them, there live their relatives and partners, as well as the wealth and status they have obtained through countless years of hard work. Compared with the elves, they have more confidence and motivation to fight hard, and naturally they are more brave.

(End of this chapter)