For humans, deciduous forests are vast and abundant. Whether it's chopping wood, hunting, or even just collecting wild fruits that fall from the trees, you can fill your stomach. The mountain people are very fond of the deciduous forest, calling it "Mother Forest", and many of them believe in the unicorn girl, the god of the forest and nature.

But for the orcs, the deciduous forest is not friendly. The prey that comes from the hunt is too small to fill the stomach; Wild fruits are extremely unpalatable and difficult to swallow; It takes labor to chop wood, and it's too tiring......

Most orcs don't like anything that requires a certain amount of labor to get food. Orcs are rude and aggressive by nature, but they are also short-tempered and lazy by nature. If they work diligently and honestly, they will definitely die, unless they are "cared for" and "educated" by sticks and whips.

Orcs prefer to get something for nothing rather than get paid for their labor, for example...... Grab!

Raids need to have suitable targets, the most suitable targets are solo travelers, followed by caravans. However, due to the existence of the Deciduous Pass, almost no caravan will choose to go through the Deciduous Forest, and there are also very few solo travelers.

- So the orcs think.

The orcs thought that it was the Fallen Leaf Pass that blocked the trade routes, and the travelers who blocked it made them have no object to plunder on weekdays, and then they could not eat a few full meals! It's all human fault!

So when the envoy of the Dark Country Mamo appeared, the orc clans of the Fallen Leaf Forest immediately reached an agreement, that is, to cooperate with the undead to break through the Fallen Leaf Pass and occupy the entire Misty Lake!

Orcs colluded with the undead - this was not a secret at all in Fang Qiuling's eyes, but a normal thing. If there is nothing in between, he thinks it is strange.

So when the elves said to catch a guy in a black robe who was missing an arm, Fang Qiuling was not the slightest surprised.

"Oh, catch a wizard, black-robed? Oh, it looks lifeless, and it smells of corpses? Oh, that's right, it's supposed to be a necromancer. Ask him if he's a good guy or a bad guy. If you're not a good person, just cut it. ”

Fang Qiuling's words were an understatement. That is, there was no intention of torture and torture, and there was no plan for questioning, so he directly ordered to be cut.

"Yes, Mr. Norn!"

The elf who came to report the news bowed slightly, and then disappeared in front of him.

A moment later, Fang Qiuling heard a series of sycophants and begging for mercy. However, the elves showed no mercy, and the white-gold flames quickly rose. A wailing humanoid torch soon appeared in the woodland where they were hiding.

The elves directly "Yang" the captured necromancer.

- Slightly ferocious...... But I like it!

Regarding the "ferocious" performance of the elves, Fang Qiuling decisively gave a thumbs up.

"Line up!"

With the order of the elven demon archer at the head, the elves who were standing or sitting began to line up. Seeing this, the mountain people on the side also began to line up under the command of the commander.

"Target location, east hill and west slope. Breezy with northwesterly direction. ”

The elven archer at the head drew his longbow and pointed diagonally at the sky. The surrounding elves repeated the shooting parameters loudly, and they all drew their bows and arrows.

There was a crisp bowstring sound, and the arrow shot off the string.

Fang Qiuling looked into the distance, his gaze firmly locked on this distant arrow.

The arrow drew a beautiful parabola in the air and began to fall. The falling arrow landed accurately in the mountain forest of Dongqiu, and then a ball of fire burst from the mountain forest.

——Chirp~~~Puff...... Rumble!

Fang Qiuling dubbed in his mind.

"Proofreading is complete! The west slope of the east hill. Breeze, wind to the northwest! Shoot! ”

With an order, the elves began to release arrows, and countless arrows rose into the air. For a while, arrows rained down, completely covering Dongqiu in an instant.

The position of the archer array was not far from Dongqiu, and the distance in a straight line was about three or four kilometers. This distance can only be obtained by the elves' projectiles, and several mountaineers who are good at shooting try to shoot with the elves, but the arrows start falling less than half the distance.

Fang Qiuling pursed his lips and silently raised the basic common sense of "elves are good at shooting" to "don't compare bows and arrows with elves". He saw with his own eyes that the Elven Demon Archer led by him shot twelve arrows before the moment, and the front and back of the arrows barely changed. Such an archer can be said to be a nightmare for all enemies!

The western slope of the East Hill remained silent for a moment, and then quickly boiled. The billowing smoke and smoke were accompanied by the flames of the explosion, a scene that seemed to have a similar effect to the artillery cover of the present world.

A large group of small green-skinned monsters rushed out of the smoke and dust, and launched a charge with a roar...... No, it's screaming and fleeing. The sudden blow caused the goblins to completely disarray and start fleeing regardless of it.

There are a lot of goblins that escape, and there are several waves of goblins that just run in the direction of the attack without a head or brain. There should be more running on the other side of the East Hill.

Immediately after that, the main target this time - the orcs appeared.

The orcs at the head are tall and muscular. The most striking thing is their skin color, which is not the usual green of orcs, but red and crimson like blood.

As soon as the orcs burst out of the woodland, they identified their target - arrogant pointed ears! An elf, a sworn enemy of the orcs! The orcs immediately roared and charged.

- Wow!

Meaningless roars can be heard even from a distance. The elves responded with a rain of arrows! The orcs who were running at the front immediately fell. And as the orcs approached, the mountain people also joined the queue to shoot.

The rain of arrows has become more intensive, but the results have gradually decreased. Shields were erected among the charging orcs, and arrows could be seen constantly nailed to the shields. The shield kept trembling, like a boat passing through the stormy seas, and the next moment it would capsize. But no matter how the arrows attacked, the shield remained standing, even if it became like a hedgehog in a moment.

Fang Qiuling silently estimated the distance and raised one hand. Eliza, who was standing behind him, immediately gave a loud order:

"Raise the flag!"

Five or six kittens jumped up at once. With swift movement, they propped up a long wooden pole from the ground. At one end of the pole, a blue flag fluttered in the wind.

As the flag was raised, the elves and mountain people retreated and hid into the forest.

Seeing the pointy-eared people retreat, the orcs cheered up.

"They ran away!"

"Chase!"

"Don't let them go!"

A jumble of shouts came from afar, and the orcs quickly rushed out of the woodland. Suddenly, a series of slightly high-pitched exclamations and cries of pain rang out among the orcs.

Among the many orcs who were charging, there were a few more short figures...... No, not dwarfed figures, but several orcs who had fallen into the trap, making them look a lot shorter. The sharp wooden spikes in the traps pierced the soles of the feet, and a few traps equipped with traps made the orc's eyes red and roared wildly.

- Despicable elves! You're using traps!

The charging orcs involuntarily slowed down, and became cautious with every step they landed. However, as the elves disappeared into the mountains and forests one by one, the orcs soon became manic, and the pace of pursuit became faster again.

But before the orcs could get close to the forest, a row of spears appeared in front of them first, blocking their path to pursue the elves.

- Humans! It's a damn human!

Orcs and elves are mortal enemies, and when they meet, either you die or I live. The relationship between orcs and humans is not harmonious, and when they see it, they always think about how to grab it.

The sudden appearance of the phalanx of human spears made the orcs charge at a halt. The human spears were stacked on top of each other, and the edge could not be seen at a glance, and the queue behind them was hidden in the mountains and forests, and it was impossible to see how many there were for a while. The numerical disadvantage immediately made the orcs panic, and a few even turned around and ran when they saw that the situation was wrong, but they were beheaded by the red-skinned fireblade orc after only a few steps.

"Onward! Advance! ”

"Crush them!"

More than a dozen firebladed orcs armed with long-handled broadswords roared loudly and began to charge again. They strode forward, and after running a distance, they leaped forward with a heavy force under their feet, and slammed into the phalanx of spears like cannonballs.

The spear phalanx, with the town guards as the backbone and the militia as the auxiliary, was very thick, but it had no deterrent power in the eyes of the Sword Saint apprentices of the Fire Blade Clan. As long as you close the distance and jump into the spear phalanx, the fireblade orcs will have the confidence to kill the phalanx in a short time!

However, before a few fire-bladed orcs who had jumped slightly had left the ground, there was a terrible sound of breaking the air in the air. This kind of air-breaking sound orcs are very familiar, and it is a means of elves!

Heavy arrows, which are clearly different from ordinary arrows, are fired from the mountains and forests when there is no room for fire. The eyes of the fireblade orcs who rose into the air froze. The arrows were fired at the right time, not long after they leaped, when the old power had died and the new power had not yet been born.

There's no way to borrow power in mid-air, but the Fireblade Orcs aren't vegetarians either. Sensing the attack of the arrows, the sword saint apprentices raised the long-handled broadswords in their hands one after another and met them with their blades.

The arrows touched the blades, and a crisp metal crash sounded in the air. The heavy arrows were carried away by the long-handled broadsword without any suspense, but the whistling sound did not stop, but intensified. More heavy arrows followed.

The fireblade orcs shouted violently and swung their long-handled broadswords, covering their bodies with their sword light. The sword light reflected the warm midday sun, as if it was a halo of light residing in the sky.

The incoming arrows quickly turned into countless debris in the sword light, but the impact of the arrows also greatly deviated the landing point of the leaping fireblade orcs. Before reaching the top of the spear phalanx, it landed heavily on the ground, and the expected "jumping and slashing array" was completely defeated.

The firebladed orcs landed on the ground with a roar of chagrin. Immediately after, rows of spears appeared in front of them.

The spears are like a forest, dense like a wall. Through the sharp spears, the faces of the humans in the formation could be seen full of nervousness and fear.

Although the fireblade orcs who landed on the ground were frustrated, they did not show the slightest frustration, and they all showed a hideous smile.

- Cowardly humans! You don't know anything about the power of the Fireblade Clan!