Calling it a 'battle' for the face of the Canis Empire or the self-esteem of the elf warriors would be unsolicited, but the reality was almost 'genocide'.
The elves were proud.
'As long as you can use a bow, you can win'.
'As long as you can use magic, you can win'.
We thought if we fought in our area of expertise, we could win.
But that was a mistake.
Stretched out the forest like a slime preying on prey, approaching the formation of the Imperial Blue Army, but the elves simply shot and lost.
The Imperial Archers, who defend themselves with their Fixed Shield (Pavis) and the magic of their defense, strike down the Special Arrow with unbeatable precision on the Elf Archers as well.
Quality is equal to magic, not to mention the Blue Army.
The forest and elf surge stopped.
The impromptu forest is brittle if the movement stops.
While they were stopping their feet, the cannons were transported by storage magic, and the cannons rearranged further behind the Blue Army were fired in one after the other, and the forest shredded.
Unfortunately, a warrior chief (whose predecessor had just taken office two weeks before his death), who was leading an assault unit, was caught up in this shelling and died, and the troops stood at once.
When the warrior chief dies, there is no way among the elves how to take over the chain of command and continue the battle. The status of the tribe as a warrior was determined through religious liturgy, and it was not particularly conceived to respond flexibly on a chaotic battlefield.
"Retreat! Spread the woods and retreat as a fence."
Among the walls of the trees that are becoming sparse, there is one woman elf who speaks up.
She's a woman with bright orange eyes like lustrous nuts, like a strong will. He wraps his elf-like slender length in beast leather armor with a bodyline. From the gap between the helmets like a leather hat, you can peek at the fresh green colored hair cut into short pieces.
Her name is Lieramirez.
He is a warrior of the "White Snake Crawling the Rock Wall" tribe and a platoon captain who leads 10 warriors.
Needless to say, men are generally better at physical abilities, but there is no difference between men and women in the percentages this expresses, also referred to as the 'talent of practice', the percentages that train the body beyond the limits of the physical flesh.
Adventurers and military personnel alike, the more men there are below, the less the difference between men and women becomes. That was the same for the elf warriors.
Troops lost their commanders and were in a state of confusion, but among them there are those who try to move every platoon.
But that's not even consistent with the policy of trying to fight or put the whole thing together.
Lieramirez perceived the imminent danger to the chief priest from the leaked correspondence and decided that no further battle was possible and was about to retreat.
To do so, we need help to temporarily prevent the Blue Army attack, but the 'seedling arrows' unleashed by Lieramirez and his men were just pierced to the ground.
-... not rooted!?
What happened was obvious.
The magic that was growing the trees so rapidly and expanding the forest was interrupted.
- Oh, my God, the chief priest...!
As a member of the tribe, Lieramirez also respects the chief priest Saresaiah, a religious leader.
I didn't even want to think about losing it to her after the Warrior Chief.
A line of Blue Army artillery rocks the Zun and the ground and sprays fire.
"Captain, there's another shelling...!
"All defenses! ……" Shellproof cage (Weavenest):! "
"" "" Shellproof Cage (Weavenest) "!" "
My men follow the magic of Lieramirez.
The spreads grew from the ground and knitted, wrapping and tying the lieramirez in a way that turned the bird's nest upside down.
Shortly afterwards, there was a shock that shook my head to pieces.
It's a shell that explodes, or a magic bullet. Though the tightly tied twins had completely prevented the blast, Lieramirez heard the sound of the trees tearing apart and falling on the ground.
"Undo the magic! We're getting away!"
I'm just lucky I survived. Just because the shelling didn't hit him directly.
Now that the magical support has been lost, the trees we have grown around here, as well as the plants we manipulate with natural magic, are equipped only with the intensity of the interrogation. It's impossible to stay here.
When we unraveled the cranberry defenses, the surroundings were about twice as bad as Lieramirez had assumed.
The impromptu forest, which was losing its strength, is almost blown away, and what looks like a corpse is rolling around.
And the Blue Army cavalry rushed in looking for the lieramires who lost their tree walls and didn't let their hair in.
Horses are the most common. But cutting the lead is a giant cow-like horseman in armor. Twice as many horses are likely to have giants ramping up.
That's a horrible riding beast, and with his natural stubbornness and the power of the armor he wears, he almost plays bows, magic, etc. Because of the giant, it is not advantageous to go around small, so if this one builds a barrier and pulls it into the woods, it is easy to defeat it, but it is a fierce enemy in the plains.
... The place where Lieramirez was already was not in the woods.
"Come on... shoot me! Shoot him down!"
Knowing it was futile, Lieramirez laid a bow.
This is no longer a battle, but a leftover sweep.
Rest in peace. From now on, the Lieramirez will die.
A rampant bull rushed forward as he played an arrow by his armor and cavalry shield, instantly approaching his sight.
At that time, there was a giant shadow that appeared unexpectedly from the rear, so as to break between the Lieramirez and the others.
"Dora!!
A cavalry wearing heavy armor beat (...) Ri (...) Fly (...) Had (...) been (...) (...) for each heavyweight cavalry wearing heavy armor.
Armor shakes, cow demons roll over.
"What......!?
Lieramirez doubted my eyes.
The weapon that struck out the bull demon was a ridiculously huge and massive hammer, like a long pattern on the Siege Weapon 'Broken Castle Hammer' used by humans.
And I waved it...
"Demons......!?
"Reinforcements."
"Eungu..."
What I said that didn't make sense was a giant over three meters tall.
A big man with rough, proper metal armor, green-skinned, rough muscles.
It's called an orga...... it was a demon.
An upset runs over the Blue Army cavalry when the leading cavalry is hit.
But neither the beast nor the horse can stop suddenly. He ended up sticking it in, and one after the other he was beaten up.
by the orgasms gushing out from behind one another.
It's a stone stick, a gold stick, a marutai, and it gets ripped off.
The first broken castle hammer orga to come out looked back, with a slightly bumpy skin on his face, looking down at Lieramirez with an unbalanced twinkle and a small black eye.
Unexpectedly, Lieramirez lags behind.
"You're weak, you're going to fight, you're going to fight."
"Become!"
It was neither a curse nor a curse.
Auga just referred to Lieramirez as' weak 'as a fact, and seemed to see himself as an object to be sheltered by being a warrior.
"You think you're weak? I..."
Trying to say something, Lieramirez couldn't keep up the words. After all, Lieramirez... the tribal warriors couldn't do anything.
Auga seems to have lost interest in Lieramirez already, and he jumps out to the battlefield, probably waving his hammer.
The battle had been a strange accomplishment.
The orgasms beat each other by pushing the cavalry assault head-on.
Speaking of which, instead of cannons, no bow or magic would fly, and the Blue Army position was in some kind of fuss.
A brilliantly equipped soldier, who appeared neglected from nowhere, was carrying out an ambush.
Plus Wyburn, with only bones, skin and silver scales, descends the evil braces from heaven, ravaging the Blue Soldiers as the monsters of the big dogs spray fire.
"... what's going on?"
Lieramirez had nothing better to do than stand up to.