Lignus Continental Biography

“I want to do as much damage as possible. ”

It didn't matter if there was no loot, the boat wanted its horsemen to finish off the Elves' horse-drawn horse-drawn horse-drawn carriage as much as possible. Especially now that the ability of the opponent's horseman has decreased, he has to do something about the horseman's power.

Surely the Elf Kingdom elder, the Royal Guard of El Roslin, is far superior to that. Furthermore, El Roslin operated two A class horse-raisers, Avor Vite, during the war in the red-blooded soil.

Given that, this battle is no less than an interrogation to determine their skills. However, I didn't intend to let them go until the horse stall appeared. Of course, so were the soldiers.

Zhongdong.

D rank triggered.

B + Rank is triggered.

Rank A has been triggered.

Your S rank has been activated.

With the activation of the skill, blue light from the air spreads like fine pieces and begins to envelop allies.

Unfortunately, it was not within the coverage of the entire battlefield. Nevertheless, Abelius, within the range of the skill he used, was sweeping away his opponent's Elven Temples like a hundred-man warrior.

Seeing that, I felt a strange feeling of the arc. The cruel nature of the battlefield where the Elves attacked the Elves was because nothing would have happened if the Summoner had not appeared in this world.

“A tribal cup is unfortunate, but it doesn't lend itself to compassion. ”

El Roslin aimed his sword at him first. It may be hard to repay her, but I intend to wound her. And that first wound was an Elven Force that found Killed today.

Cough, cough!

As soon as the fire broke out that the charge was complete, the MLC arc on the shoulders quickly launched into the place where the Emergency Archers behind the Elven Force converged.

It was quite a long way, but the boat hit the center of the Emergency Archer squad, and I noticed the elven archers running around in the center.

“This is why we need artillery on the battlefield. ”

You're more of a sniper than a cannon, but that's just a small problem. The horse-drawn artillery was more dangerous to soldiers than cannons anyway.

Shoot from a distance away from the enemy's attack range. Russian artillery, called the Steel Rain, was one of the favourite units of the lakes with the U.S. Air Force.

* * *

The fields of Killed Castle, where the Elf army is fighting the lake, are a living hell. The battle is in the Middle Ages. No, there was a six-four arc being pushed.

“There's a big difference in numbers. ”

The arc shakes its head vigorously to get rid of the sweat flowing on its face. With the firepower of Excalibur, we were somehow able to do damage to our enemies, but close to 100,000 Elves were rushing towards our camp like ants.

Despite exploiting the buff abilities of the S-rank Avelius and the commander's class, the mathematical differences were inevitable. However, the outcome might have been different if the elite Silas and Centauri warriors who could assist Abelius were more than S ranks, not B and C.

We don't know how many hours we've been fighting. However, the horse stall replacement, which is the power source of the horse stall, was done four times.

Since when? Windrider, a class B horse-drawer, who flew from the Elven Faction towards his soldiers like himself, is silent.

“The annihilation of 76th Avellius! Grrrrrrr! Your left side is about to be breached! ”

“I'll take cover fire soon. Stay out of the way.”

The tiger quickly put a MLC over its shoulder, answering the ogre's urgent voice. Then you see the Elven Soldiers rushing through the sight, and you shut your mouth.

Tuang!

After a few moments of bright light, the arc drops the MLC and turns its head to one side to see the dust rising from the place where the cannons fell. The destructive power of the MLC that he had just launched has been raging for a long time.

Kuang! Kuang!

The rumbling sounds of the battlefield reveal the vividness of the battle waged by the Steel Giants. And the horse stall, which was more than twenty years old, had been reduced to six.

According to an urgent horsepower transmission, the horse stall was destroyed by three Janet units, including the Chimarai of Caden Cross, which was destroyed. And the Elves' stables were on the brink of extinction.

“Quite a bit of damage, but we can catch this battle. ”

The golden horse stall was biting the neck of El Scooter, a class B horse stallion in the Elf Kingdom, and throwing it up into the sky. Then Death Saider, who flew into the sky, swung his sickle and split El Scooter in half, disappearing, leaving nothing but debris behind with a loud explosion.

Nice!

You gave your fist a jolt of cheer as you played a fantastic match.

“Yes!”

“Here we go! ”

A cheer erupted from the horsepower communications that were connected to each other. With this, only one horse stall remained in the Kingdom of Elves, which was 14 years old.

On the other hand, your horse stall has survived for four years, including Death Cider and Brori's Golden State. And the moment these four horsemen were engaged in a battle between the soldiers, the disadvantage could be reversed in an instant.

“Skunks and the rest of Janet, fall back and join the battle. ”

“Yes, sir. Knng, knng! ”

“Yes.”

One of the remaining stages was enough for Brori and Hanjin to finish. Rather, it was important to reduce the damage of allies by sending the horsemen into the battlefield faster. Then Hanshijin's voice was heard.

“I'll be done soon and help! ”

“Don't overdo it. It's worth it so far. ”

And the arc replied in a calm voice. If you work too hard and the Death Cider is destroyed, nothing worse could happen than that.

“It's a horse and carriage!”

“Everyone run! ”

Although they were Class B and Class C, the presence of the horror horse stall was like that of the Elven Soldiers.

There was also the continued fire of Excalibur. Is that so? The movement of the fiercely violent elves seems to have changed a bit dramatically. No, he was backing away.

Then, looking at the situation on the battlefield, you look toward the direction where the original Elves are. Thinking about the invisible arrows of Wind Rider earlier, I thought I might have backed out of the horse stall at the headquarters.

“Looks like they're losing, too. ”

Then we shouldn't have made the Elven Soldiers go back intact. The difference between a horse and a horse was the number of soldiers.

“We march behind the horse and carriage. Excalibur to the rear, join the battle. The user wipes out all the elves that attacked Killed. ”

I'm sorry for them, but for the next battle, the ship intends to annihilate the army of Elves who attacked Killed here today.

* * *

“Ah……. ”

El Shanan, the Lord of Corda, lies sideways on a wooden bed. Her face, which was always bright and beautiful, was full of water today.

“Ha.”

From El Shanan's breathtaking mouth, he had been exhaling for a long time.

‘Yoon Ho. ’

El Shanan thought of a human man called the Loser of the Rims, shaking his head vigorously.

He was currently at war with his own kind.

We don't know what happened, but there will be a lot of life and hot blood flowing on the ground.

In fact, El Shanan had the opportunity to join an Elven army led by El Koshort, who had gone to the Rim Mountains a few days ago. But she refused his offer as an excuse to protect Corda. I had no choice. She was reluctant to face him on the battlefield with her benevolent Yunho.

“Ugh... ”

Tears began to flow from El Shanan's eyes.

Since the decision to take control of the Rim Mountains fell, and El Koshort's troops have been crying every night, this has become her day and night.

The ambition of El Roslin, the elder of the tribe, in a position he could not even look at, was bringing her this terrible grief. I knew I shouldn't have done this, but El Shanan couldn't do anything except shed tears.

It was then.

El Shanan wipes his tears and raises his body as he hears a sound from afar.

The elf's big ears make it easier to see who it is. The identity of the noisy noise was the horse market.

“El Shanan! El Koshort's army has arrived! ”

“Koshort's army? ”

El Shanan's face is subtly changed by the urgent voice of his servant coming from outside. He didn't know what it meant to have his army back. But her expression was neither sad nor joyful.

“I'll be out in a minute. ”

When he finished, El Shanan quickly cleared his tears and headed out. As expected, El Koshort's forces were defeated. That was a big hand, too.

Oh, my God! ’

El Shanan stares blankly at the Straggler. The horse stalls that set off with a joyful departure returned with nothing but one winddrider. Fifteen horses turned from battlefield to scrap.

It wasn't just that. It seemed like half of the 100,000 Elves had survived.

“What happened to El Koshort?! ”

He was an Elf with exceptional ability to command a platoon of soldiers with a Royal Sentinel like El Asrin who once guarded Corda. That's how he was defeated by the 30,000 Rims.

And from afar, El Koshort stared at Shanan with a stiff expression. He looks miserable. He almost saved his life.

And the atmosphere was unusually cruel to look at from afar. After escaping El Koshor, El Shanan made sure that no one was around, closed his eyes without knowing it and squeezed his hands.

It was not an act to commemorate the death of his own people on the battlefield. It was a prayer of thankfulness that the man who had taken away his emotions that could not be seen now had triumphed in a fierce battle.

But the war had begun. Elder Elder Elder Elohlin cannot stand to hear that El Koshort's army has been defeated.