The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 901 The changing situation
  "I've been waiting for you, little mouse!"

The wound in Allen's throat slowly closed up. The huge advantage of being almost harmless after becoming a Saint was the powerful confidence that he dared to use himself as bait to lure the enemy.

As early as the expansion of his own field, Allen had already noticed that there was a vague aura of a strong man, which had been lingering around him, but it had been hidden for a long time.

Based on the feedback from his own perception of the threat, Allen can roughly judge the opponent's strength. He should be another demigod-level strongman, otherwise his intuition would not always issue warnings to remind him intentionally or unintentionally.

But it’s not surprising when you think about it. After all, it is a civilized force at the level of an empire, and it is a race with long life and superior talents. Although saint-level people are still rare, the number of people below saints, I am afraid that the Elf Kingdom is definitely The first among several major civilizations.

Therefore, even on the southern front, which is not taken seriously, it is not difficult for two demigods to appear at the same time. However, this demigod who is better at assassination has not shown any trace on the battlefield. The wilderness and the dwarves didn't notice it.

But Allen, who has been promoted to a saint, sensed the other party's existence during the fierce fighting. Since the other party has not shown up and has been wandering around him, he obviously has thoughts about himself.

This played into Allen's hands. He wished that the assassin would cause trouble for him!

The number of strong men on our side is slightly lower than that of the elves, but because of their own strength, they have restrained the opponent's elites. If this demigod-level assassin targets the weak existences of the wilderness and dwarves, then it will be stressful and risky for the fighting strong men of the wilderness. But it's much heavier.

After all, most of these wilderness strongmen are here just to fulfill their obligations, but it is obviously impossible for them to risk their lives to contain the elven strongmen.

The destructive power of the demigod assassin was obvious. After some planning in his mind, Allen decided to solve this hidden danger first, lest the other party come back to their senses and turn around to assassinate other powerful men in the wilderness.

Through the chaotic fighting crowd, Allen looked far away. Although he could not see the figure of the elf and demigod who escaped by jumping in the shadows, he could still clearly feel the elf's presence when his mental power went to lock on the opponent's aura. The assassin was now depressed and still weakening.

My own sword was not so easy to enjoy. Although the heavy sword could not further expand the wound, the violent liquid anger ravaged and destroyed the opponent's body like a wind and a cloud. At this time, the opponent could still have a little life left, thanks to the half promotion. After God, she has great physical strength and vitality.

If it had been any other powerful elf below the level of a demigod, if he had suffered Allen's sword that did not hit the vital point, he would probably have died on the spot, and not even a single intact corpse would have been preserved.

After the plan succeeded, Allen finally had no scruples anymore. His Fury skill was activated again, and he glanced sharply at the team of powerful elves surrounding him. Then he flipped his right wrist again, and the epee was once again held directly in the palm of his hand.

call! !

The right hand holding the sword exerted force, dragging the giant sword in a sweep. Allen, who restarted his domain power, once again fiercely and decisively entered the tight formation of the elf team.

Without scruples and calculations, Allen showed stronger strength and more agile movements, making it even more difficult for the powerful elves headed by Alicia to sustain themselves.

On the ground, at the expense of the four frontline legions, the Thorns Alliance finally struggled to stabilize its defensive position under the tide of elves' offensive.

After the first wave of the ferocious elves' offensive was blocked, and the Thorns Alliance soldiers gradually became familiar with the tense atmosphere of the battlefield, they were no longer as anxious and dangerous as they were at the beginning.

At this time, the absolute numerical superiority of the Thorns Alliance finally had room to exert itself. Under the orders of Albad, the legendary commander, it was the most arduous task to intercept the Elf offensive in the early stage, and the remnants of the legion, which suffered heavy losses, were gradually replaced by effective forces from behind. Coming down, at the same time, on both sides of the Elf front, there were several wilderness legions outflanking them, making them fall into a pocket formation.

"Huh! I underestimated them!" At the fortress gate above the distant mountains, there are still a large number of elf warriors pouring out from the deep fortress gate. In the sky where people are pouring in to petition, the bright green city behind the elf commander Mario The cloak automatically moved without wind. The Elf Commander who was observing the battlefield looked at the two battlefields at the foot of the mountain that echoed each other and gradually showed signs of being connected, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Send the order!"

"Seventh, ninth, tenth..., act according to the plan!"

"Give me a wave to crush those rabble!!"

Woohoo! !
  The melodious sound of antlers began to float on the battlefield with a certain rhythm and rhythm. When the elf army line heard this melodious sound of horns, it suddenly began to change inconspicuously.

The elven army, which was originally entangled and fighting with the dwarf army and was close to the front line of the wilderness, suddenly separated nearly half of the army, avoided the entanglement of the dwarf army, and suddenly attacked the wilderness front line that was setting up its formation.

"Damn!!"

Although Albad's men were constantly casting spells to provide certain support for the wilderness soldiers below, he still focused more of his energy and focus on his opponents on the battlefield.

Just as the trumpeter on the fortress blew the trumpet, Albad was already looking around at the vast battlefield at his feet, carefully monitoring the battlefield that seemed to be one but was actually divided into two fighting areas.

Just when the opponent's army suddenly changed the direction of its main attack and threw most of its troops at its own coalition forces, Albad's old face suddenly changed color, and he couldn't help but curse a few curse words in his heart.

"Command!!"

"The right-wing army retreats to the front and reinforces the central battle position!!"

"Heavy Cavalry Legion!! Prepare to attack!! Fight out from the right wing!! Cover the withdrawal of the right wing legion!!"

"The Heavy Infantry Corps advances from the left wing!!"

"The light cavalry and wolf cavalry regiments surround the heavy infantry regiment's front and contain the left-wing front!!!"

"The Berserker Legion is ready for battle and ready to respond to the battlefield at any time!!"

Urgent orders came from Albad's mouth and quickly reached the ears of the legion officers below.

But how could the coalition soldiers who were locked in fighting at this time be able to respond to orders in a timely manner like the elven army? Except for the cavalry and heavy infantry regiments in the rear who had not set foot too deeply on the battlefield, they began to move, whether on the left or right wings or in the center. The reactions of the sergeants on the battlefield were somewhat delayed.

On the battlefield, the price of not responding promptly enough often has to be borne with blood and life!
  (End of this chapter)