The warriors of the elves are not as brutal and disciplined as the orcs. Their more proud way of fighting is to fight on their own, using the terrain to defeat their opponents one by one.

Of course, this tactic is only used against opponents like the demons, who may be evenly matched.

Now, standing in the way of these elven warriors are the natives who hope that those on Planet 2 will not use any magic......

As a result, when these elven warriors entered the battlefield and began to attack, they made their opponents feel deep despair.

The Rock Empire soldiers standing across from them thought their chance had come when they saw only a few dozen enemies rushing towards them.

There is no battle array, no shield, these charging elven warriors, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Rock Empire, are here to send heads.

So, shoulder to shoulder, shields and spears, they prepared to wait for the elven warriors who had thrown themselves into the net to rush up and crash themselves into the tip of their spears.

It's just that as the distance approached, those elven warriors began their own performances.

A female warrior of the elven clan led by him then swung it, and the long sword was wrapped with terrifying thunder and lightning magic. The light on the sword was dazzling, the lightning extended the attack range of the sword, and it also had a deadly razority stat.

This is not a good frontal steel gun, this is a naked open plug-in! The soldiers of the Rock Empire, who were still thinking about colliding with each other just now, were instantly caught off guard by the dazzling magic.

Okay, everyone is two-dimensional, what's going on with your three-dimensional strike? Young people don't talk about martial arts!

Just when the soldiers of the Rock Empire had not finished complaining about the enemy in front of them, their phalanx was split by the troops of the elven clan.

Yes, split ...... Split in the truest sense of the word. Those sharp currents, like living snakes, beat through the crowd like a whip, scorching all the targets that passed by.

This is a real crushing, a phalanx of 2,000 people, facing the attack of 50 magicians, was easily defeated.

Hundreds of people instantly turned into a scorched black state, and even if they didn't die, they could only fall to the ground and convulse and moan.

The remaining soldiers were terrified, turned and fled. Even their commander had forgotten to crush the collapsed soldiers, and instead followed them and ran backwards.

Just kidding, you let us attack the monsters, and everyone probably wasn't so desperate. If you want mortals to face the heavenly thunder, who has the guts?

Much faster than the slow crushing of the orcs? The mage's attack speed is relatively fast. These elves are running on the ground? It's not that they can't fly? It's because they're deliberately controlling their attacking speed.

If you fly and use magic like a bomber in the sky, the other party's losses will not be what they are now.

They wanted to crush the enemy according to the plan, not to leave the tens of thousands of people here - they had the ability to do so, but they couldn't do that.

"Is there a mistake? And this is not retreating? Are your commanders all insane? Marven looked at the battlefield that had turned into a massacre and looked at Lu Man beside him? He asked.

To be honest, as a magician, hasn't he never seen a mortal army fight to the death? There are very few examples of fighting with your own courage and magic, but there are very few such battles? It was only under the premise that the mortal empires of the wizarding world had become accustomed to the existence of magicians that they had the determination and perseverance to persist so much.

But on Hope 2, which hasn't fully seen magic? Such persistence? It's a bit too much, or it's commendable.

Lu Man had a bitter expression on his face? He didn't think about it for a while? Why the army of your own country? They have all been beaten to this state, and they still insist on fighting.

In the next moment, he finally realized the crux of the problem - the commander of the Rock Empire, Folk? At this moment, effective control over the entire army may have been lost.

After all, Fokker did not have an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft hovering over the battlefield to watch the battle, nor did he have a battlefield control system that could communicate with all commanders at once.

So, he hurriedly opened his mouth and explained: "...... Our herald cavalry will take time to get orders into the hands of all phalanx commanders......"

"A backward world." Marven shook his head, then grabbed the walkie-talkie at hand: "Harold! Harold! ”

"I'm Harold! What do you command, my lord? Repeat! What do you command, my lord? There was hardly any distraction, and Harold's clear voice came over the intercom.

"Is there a way to get the commander of the other side to quickly give the order to retreat?" Marven pressed the call button and asked.

"We have drones that can alert the other side that we have found their command." Harold replied.

"Then hit a little off first, and warn the other party, they are already in our forehead range!" Marven thought about it for a moment and decided to give the order more clearly. He didn't dare to say anything casually about "causing some trouble for the other party", because with such an order, Harold would accidentally give the other party's command a pot.

Harold also heard what Marven meant, and opened his mouth to comfort: "Don't worry! I will let the unmanned attack aircraft avoid important targets! ”

Releasing the communicator hanging from his ear, Harold looked at a non-commissioned officer beside him and ordered, "Release the unmanned attack aircraft group!" Avoid the command position of the opponent that you have just found out and strike at the surrounding area! ”

The non-commissioned officer nodded slightly, then raised his arm and began to operate on the tablet that was tied to his arm.

The roof of a heavy armored vehicle without a turret began to slowly lift to the sides as the hydraulic lever was raised.

Then, one unmanned reconnaissance plane after another, like rocket artillery, was pushed into the sky by rocket boosters.

And just as these rocket boosters flew into the sky with drones on top of their drones, Fokker had already seen the rout of his infantry phalanx.

He couldn't believe his eyes, because he had seen with his own eyes that the enemy phalanx, which was only about 2,000 people, had already broken through his two phalanxes of 2,000 people!

If you count the phalanx that is now collapsing, there are already three large phalanxes of 2,000 people, which have been crushed by a hollow phalanx of the enemy!