The Elf Sword Dancer's double swords accurately penetrated the gap between the collarbones from top to bottom, and penetrated directly into the centaur scout's body without any hindrance.
But the centaur scout's physical strength was completely beyond ordinary people's imagination. After being stabbed with two swords, he grabbed his back and threw the elf riding on him to the ground.
He rolled, got up, and narrowly escaped being trampled by the centaur. This was a matter of vertical leap. The two swords were inserted straight, not diagonally, and pierced directly into the heart, and it didn't seem to be very deep. At the same time, there was no time to draw out the sword, causing heavy bleeding to the opponent. If any point is achieved, there will be no chance for the Centaur to be alive and well.
Liena looked at the scout she had injured without fear. It was also at this time that I realized even more how tall the centaur was. Even if she stood up, she could only look up at him.
Centaurs always only wear breastplates. This is because if someone wants to attack their backs, they have to get over the huge horse body first, which is not easy, so their backs are rarely attacked. The only exception is long-range shooting with bows and arrows. At this time, the elves who slowly took a step forward to surround them all quickly opened their bows and shot, and their momentum was about to shoot the centaurs into a honeycomb.
The best way to avoid being shot is not to just stand there and be a target. The centaur scout knew this very well. He spread his hooves, waved his spear, and opened and closed his posture. No matter how skilled Liena was, she was still no match for a cavalry in a head-on confrontation, let alone with only a dagger in her hand. The two usual long swords are still stuck on the centaur's shoulders.
Thinking of the man's advice before leaving, there were only five words: get to the ground and chop the horse's feet off. Even though Liena was a brave person, she was only thinking about what nonsense this man said. With the centaur's size and weight, the elf's small body can be stepped on by the opponent several times. Rolling on the ground, isn't this looking for trampling?
But the changes were so fast, and her life was hanging by a thread, she no longer cared about what was reasonable or unreasonable. The moment before he was about to be hit, he rolled to the side, and at the same time, the dagger in his hand slashed towards the two horse hooves on his side. With the rapid changes, she could not guarantee how accurate her attack would be. But judging from the feel, it should have hit something.
After dislocating its body, the centaur stumbled and fell down as if its feet were weak. The other elves saw this opportunity, held the elven scimitars upside down with both hands, and all performed jump kills. I saw eight or nine knives all thrust into the soft flesh of the centaur scout, but it only aroused his ferocity. He stood up bravely and shook away all the elves pressing on him.
The centaur scouts who got up again had a clearly visible green light on their bodies. As old rivals, even if these elves were young people who had never seen a centaur, they remembered from the information that this was a battle from a centaur druid. The emergency resuscitation technique is used to overdraw vitality and provide emergency treatment. Give it to every centaur warrior in the form of a talisman.
Basically, using the magic of wartime resuscitation, this centaur is useless. To rescue him would only be to find time to give him a happy relief, or else he would remain disabled for the rest of his life. But for their opponents, it's not good news. The elves drew out their spare scimitars, but they still couldn't stop the centaur's big guns and they were all driven back.
The surrounded centaurs roared to the sky in grief and indignation. They originally made a large circle in order to maintain the charging speed, but the other two who turned back to support changed their direction and ran back to the position of the main force to convey the information here. .
There are elves who want to catch up, but how can a two-legged one catch up with a four-legged one, let alone a centaur present. He knew that he was too seriously injured and could not escape the current situation, so he simply ignored all the attacks directed at him and fired his big gun at the elves who were planning to pursue him.
The three people who were unprepared were knocked down with one blow. Especially the first person who was swept away was the worst, his ankle was directly swept to the point where the bones were broken; compared to him, the other two elves were only brought down by him.
After a hard fight and the siege of ten elves, only one centaur was left. For the other two who were determined to run away, they were completely powerless and could only watch the other's horses butts eat the rising smoke.
The first fight reminded Liena of the record documents she had seen. If you use mathematics to count, on average three elves have to die to kill one centaur. The gap in individual strength between the two sides is so far. Then she experienced it personally today, which reminded her of the experience she had encountered a troll in the swamp. I was alone that time and almost couldn't make it out alive.
Looking at the injured subordinates, Liena directly ordered: 'You guys, go directly back to the camp, and report that you have been in contact with the centaurs. '
'No! Captain, I can still fight. 'The lame elf stood up straight on one leg and said emotionally.
Liena didn't talk nonsense to them and directly kicked the other person's other leg off. At the same time, he pointed at the other two elves who were knocked down by the centaur's spear during the battle. Although his legs were not broken, his movements were somewhat hindered, and he said: "You two send him back immediately and heal his two legs." Legs, while reporting back on the situation here. '
Faced with this kind of temporary team leader who didn't talk much but was ruthless, no one dared to be tough and act directly according to the orders. Instead, the elf whose leg was kicked shouted loudly to stay and give him a bow. He could still stop a hundred centaurs.
No elf is listening to this nonsense. The named two people directly crossed his left and right arms and walked back, fearing that the Elf Sword Dancer would hit their feet again.
Seeing the wounded leave first, everyone knew that they might not be able to return to the camp. The next time the centaurs appear, the numbers will definitely make people feel desperate. At that time, I can only run wildly, praying that I can outrun four legs. If the centaur appeared too early and failed to buy much time for the injured, but was caught up by him instead, it would definitely be the end of the matter.
Retrieving the weapon from the fallen centaur, Liena looked around, pointed to a tall but somewhat bare tree, and said: 'Establish an observation point over there, and be ready to run away when you see the enemy. I hope those who left first will remember the previous instructions and go another way. '
Knowing that her mission was to be a bait, Liena of course focused on investigating several escape routes. And make plans for those who retreat first and those who retreat later to take different routes, in order to avoid the dilemma of those who retreat first being caught up. However, there are many centaurs in the main force, and they may not all be chasing after them. Everything just depends on fate.
I encountered the centaur scouts, are they still far away from their main force?
Assign an elf to the tree, a young man from the scout team. The others stayed under the tree to recharge their batteries and reflect on the gains and losses of the battle just now. Ten elves faced off against three centaur scouts, leaving only one and two running away. One person on my side was seriously injured, two were slightly injured, and no one died. If this was repaid, it would be a credit.
But those present were not ordinary elven soldiers, either the king's guards, or members of the scout team. No matter where they come from, they are all elite. However, Jingli still achieved such results, everyone's ears were red, this is shameful.
But there's nothing we can do about it. The last war with the centaurs was more than twenty years ago. Military service in the Elf Kingdom is compulsory, lasting five to ten years, and includes important troops such as the King's Guards.
The first five years must be ordinary soldiers, and the outstanding ones can join elite teams such as scouts. After five years, and after proving that one is capable and trustworthy, it is possible to enter a special army like the King's Guards, but the total military service period will still not exceed ten years. Except for the leading generals, everyone else will be transferred to reserve service.
In other words, none of the elves present had any experience in actual combat with centaurs. Therefore, this encounter not only gained insights, but also proved the power of centaurs in the elf collection. You know, before today, not many young elves were convinced by centaurs. Nowadays, it is no longer enough to be unconvinced.
'Sister! ──'It was started by the fat elf, this temporary team called the Elf Sword Dancer,'──I saw a large number of frightened birds in the forest not far away, which may be the enemy. '
'Well, come on down, we're going to run. '
'This... is not good. If you haven’t seen the centaur yet, aren’t we responsible for luring the enemy? 'Some elves objected.
Unlike the previous injuries, no one was injured this time. It is inevitable that some people will try again. Liena could only bother to explain: 'If they need to see people before they can catch up, then the centaur has no qualifications to become a serious threat to the kingdom. Besides, if you don’t run now, you won’t be able to run away. '
It made sense, and everyone no longer insisted. After a while, they were ready to leave. The fastest one was the elf boy who climbed up the tree. He was also afraid of being left behind by others. Based on this leader's personality, he probably wouldn't even look back. Just now Liena kicked someone's leg off with a kick, and her ruthlessness was seen by others.
Before they could run much distance, there was a sound of ground roaring behind them. This was a phenomenon that only occurred with large-scale cavalry. Of course, a very large number of centaurs running around at the same time can also create this kind of momentum. Everyone knows that the critical moment has arrived!
Fortunately, the injured people were sent back first, and our group took a different path from them. In order to achieve the effect of luring the enemy, the traces left by me on the road can only be roughly processed. It is very rough, but the traces can still be seen. But it soon became clear to everyone that these deliberate contrivances were unnecessary. Because no matter what they did, the centaur behind them could still bite them accurately.
With the centaur's tracking ability, the elves who were free were worried about the wounded soldiers on the other side. However, most elves still focused on escaping, traveling between the woods, taking the shortest path, sometimes ducking through tree branches, and sometimes jumping over fallen tree trunks or roots protruding from the ground.
When the first short spear flew past, everyone knew where the centaur had reached without looking back. Judging from the sound, you can roughly guess the number of people chasing them. It is estimated that there is no need to fight, and they can crush their own side just by stepping on them.
