A bird song interrupted the other hunters' discussions. It was an order from Luova. A cloud had just passed by, blocking the moonlight, but when the moonlight shone on the earth again, they never expected that the humanoid creature that was still nibbling on the leaves below had disappeared under their noses!
The enemy's strategic advantage of being in the dark is instantly reversed. The frequent birdsong just now will definitely make the opponent realize that something is wrong. Maybe they are running away, maybe they are hiding somewhere else. No matter which possibility it is, they are no longer in the dark. The elves are beneficial.
"These stupid pointed ears!" Luova couldn't help but cursed in her heart. How could she be so blind in the first place that she chose such a group of "elites" who had never seen the world and followed her here to stand sentinel?
One second, two seconds, three seconds... The blood moon shone on the tips of the elves' arrows, and the cold light reflected the deadly light. The elves tightened the strings of the short bows in their hands and their nerves.
Are they hunters or prey?
"ah!"
A scream from a certain tree broke the silent atmosphere. An elf who was far away fell from a branch to the ground, clutching his left shoulder in pain.
Lova took a glance and realized that her man was just dislocated. However, this kind of injury, which was not considered serious at all in normal times, seemed very dangerous in this situation.
In front of Lova, there are two paths: treat her companions, but her whereabouts will be exposed; or stick to her position and wait for her opponent's mistakes before counterattacking.
Lova, who clung to the bow string, was constantly struggling in her heart. For her as a newly promoted commander, this multiple-choice question was still too difficult.
But George, who turned on his infrared vision on the other side, didn't give her time to hesitate.
"help me……"
The exclamation coming from another tree made Lova's hands shake unconsciously. Instinctively, Lova turned around suddenly and looked toward the place where the voice came from. With the help of the moonlight, Lova saw the true appearance of her opponent. It was a young human man with silver hair wearing a black robe. He looked like a kid carrying a baby. Like a chicken, he held the elf's throat with one hand, and the short bow that should have been in the elf's hand had already fallen to the bottom of the tree.
"shooting!"
"but……"
"Shoot, do you want the entire army to be annihilated?"
Ignoring the dissuasion of her companions, Lova forcibly issued the attack order. When Lova and George looked at each other, the sense of oppression in George's blood-colored pupils made her inner fear continue to amplify, but soon, the strong half-elf was replaced by a strong sense of humiliation and anger.
Even if the opponent has hostages, Lova understands that now is an excellent opportunity to attack, otherwise it will only lose more men!
Dozens of arrows flew towards the silver-haired man. However, contrary to all the elves' expectations, George did not use the elf in his hand as a shield. Instead, he swung the elf towards the bushes on the ground and pulled out a thin shield from behind. , squatting on the spot and making defensive movements.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The seemingly weak little shield was unexpectedly strong. The elves' precise archery skills could not help them penetrate George's defense, but Lova did not panic and kept shooting while , commanding other hunters to outflank George.
However, the reality was not what she expected. When the elves outflanking George were in position and ready to bend their bows to fire a volley, George moved. He kicked his legs hard, like a cannon, holding the shield and rushing towards the direction of Lova and others, and slammed into the tree trunk under their feet!
"Boom!"
The dull impact caused the entire tree to shake violently. Luo Wa and others standing on the tree fell from the tree like dumplings. Although this height will never make the elves who have been tumbling and crawling in the forest for a long time fall to death, the unexpected close contact with the ground will definitely not make the elves feel better!
"Gather, gather! With your back against the big tree, get ready to face the enemy!"
Unlike other elves who fell directly to the ground, Lova adjusted her posture during the fall, pulled out the dagger from behind, and relied on the friction between the dagger and the big tree to slow down her fall. After reaching the ground, her first One command is to gather the elves who have fallen on the ground and conduct concentrated defense.
Several elf hunters together with Lova leaned against the big tree, guarding the defensive range within their field of vision, ready to counterattack the enemy at any time. However, the weak moonlight did not bring them any help, only their sharp ears. I can still vaguely catch some movement.
Or rather, the screams of his teammates.
As time passed by, Lova and her men were constantly sweating, and the bowstrings in their hands were not tight for a second. However, they seemed to have no choice but to defend where they were.
"Boom!"
This was already the sound of the twentieth elf landing, which meant that, except for them, all the nearby elf hunters who were alone had lost their ability to fight without exception. As for the opponent's target, it seems that the only remaining elf hunters on Luova's side are the elf hunters.
Suddenly, a bloody mist quickly drifted across Lova's field of vision! The elf hunters immediately realized that this was the blood mist transformed by George, and the arrows on their bows kept shooting towards the mist. However, although the bows and arrows were very lethal to the physical enemies, for the aerosol-like George, these bows and arrows did not stop his attack.
The blood mist seemed to be playing, twisting and turning around the elf hunter's body, turning around and around. No matter how the elves attacked, George's blood mist would not dissipate. The blood mist flew for a while and finally stopped. George also returned to his normal human form, except that he was holding a thin rope in his hand - the worm tendon originally hanging around his waist.
"Uh-huh!"
George twitched the insect tendons in his hands, and the insect tendons lying on the ground tightened instantly. The elf hunter who had originally aimed at George did not notice the strange thing under his feet and fell directly to the ground. Then, George pushed the insect tendons towards the branch. With a flick and a sharp pull, these elf hunters who had finally resisted were hung upside down on the tree like a flag being raised.
Fight, the winner is decided!
