Chapter 161

The big tree wall south of the morning star forest is still gritting its teeth and sticking to it in the invasion of the ogre.

It has been a whole month since the expedition started. Hundreds of ELF soldiers were called to gather to defend the last fortress of the whole eastern forest and fight the ogres who rushed into the defense line at the "gate" of the big tree wall.

In order to face this unprecedented invasion, the Elven elders of the morning star forest have gathered all the surrounding settlements as much as possible, and even reinforcements from the north. The number of war dancers is unprecedented - but it is difficult to just hold the door in front of the tide and spray of the ogre "army".

At the initial stage of this invasion, the elves could once repel the ogres in the front, even drive them out of the protective range of the big tree wall and put the battlefield in the wild forest further away; But when the surrounding ogre settlements began to encircle, the momentum of the attack was immediately destroyed, and the proud war dancers retreated behind the big wall.

At this moment, the elves really realized that the battle was beyond their imagination. This was not the invasion of one or two worthless ogre settlements, but the great migration of the whole ogre race!

In the face of such an enemy, unless all the elves in the ancient wood forest gather together, there is no room to fight it!

The eastern elves don't even have any rest time. In front of the almost endless ogre army, they dare not relax their vigilance for a moment - if the big wall is broken, the whole eastern forest will be safe!

Every day, injured elf soldiers withdraw from the front line to the chasing wind forest, and more stay on the big tree wall battlefield forever - there are ogres wandering almost all the time in the center of the bloody battle. After sacrificing a whole team of war dancers in vain, the elves finally give up their plans to recover the bones.

This is a war they have never experienced. It is not only tragic, but also endless torture.

The elves who stuck to the big wall paid a heavy price, but the ogre settlements were wiped out one by one. But these monsters seem to have no fear at all. The smell of blood on the battlefield makes them more crazy and constantly impact the big tree wall.

The only lucky thing is that the "giant monster" that once destroyed the tree wall has never appeared since the expedition set out - at present, the eastern elves have done their best, and no redundant soldiers can stand up to defend the flank.

They are not facing a cavalry Corps composed of humans, nor are they fighting dancers waving spears. For thousands of years, the only enemy of the elves is such a group of fierce beasts that spread fear forever!

When hundreds of these fierce beasts, whether alive or dead, roar and rush, there is no meticulous skill at all - all they can do is stand up and block them.

But when the battle became longer and longer and the sacrifice became more and more heavy, even the most tenacious war dancers began to fall into confusion and numbness. Paoze's death and the fierce tyranny of Ogres tortured them like lingering nightmares.

It's not cowardice, nor any idea of retreat. They just can't see victory - even if they beat back one, ten or even hundreds of attacks, the ogres will continue to launch a new round of attacks!

Exhausted Luca returned to his tent. After four days and nights of continuous fighting, he reluctantly withdrew from the battlefield and handed over the command to another equally experienced war dancer leader, but also got a short breathing time.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Luca knew that his body had reached its limit, but he couldn't close his eyes at the thought of how many elf soldiers had exchanged their lives for this short rest time.

In Luca's memory, the 30 day bloody battle was like a nightmare, not only in scale, but also far more tragic than the last time - even if it was won immediately, the settlements in the eastern forest paid an unbearable price.

Those ogres have never given them a moment of peace. The enemies outside the tree wall seem to be endless. As long as they see the vanguard's war dancers retreat, these ogres will attack madly until they are defeated by the fighting elves again.

In such a battle, the war dancers dare not retreat at all - every return defense means welcoming a new round of attack. Dozens of hundreds of inexperienced young soldiers will sacrifice their young lives in such a senseless battle.

"Lord Luca, what are you, what are you doing?"

The passing little wizard looked at the war dancer leader who was stunned by the tent and suddenly patted each other on the shoulder. His blue eyes were full of concerned eyes: "look at yourself now. You have to have a good rest as soon as possible!"

"Thank you." Luka smiled helplessly and lowered his head slowly: "thank you for your help during this time, morning star forest... No, the elves of the whole eastern forest owe you an adult please!"

His tone was very sincere - no one asked. The little wizard took the initiative to come to the big tree wall battlefield and helped the sages take care of the injured elf soldiers in the wind chasing forest, bandaging their wounds and making soup for them.

This is a very hard work, but the little wizard has no complaints at all. He works hard to save every life that can be saved. Many elves and dancers were even moved by the human wizard, rallied their faith from fatigue and numbness and set foot on the battlefield again.

Of course, what is more important is the continuous supply of materials from the Principality of lottel, which is also the key for the eastern elves to persist until now.

A week after the expedition set out, the first batch of materials supported by Duke lottel had arrived in the morning star forest, accompanied by the Duke's envoy, who was responsible for discussing the alliance with the morning star forest.

The Duke emissary, who was originally just to return a favor for count ruven Fred, immediately strengthened his determination to alliance with the elves after seeing the tragedy of the big wall battlefield, and signed an alliance with Morningstar forest without hesitation.

On the Holy Cross, if these elves are finished, how many troops should the principality send to resist these giants? And how many villages and towns have turned into ruins in order to eliminate them?!

Between turning half the principality into ruins and giving some supplies, Duke lottel chose the latter without hesitation.

The Duke's envoy even hinted that the Elves were very "enthusiastic". If necessary, the Duke's army could also enter the big wall and fight side by side with the elves. However, he was declined by Boone and several other elders.

Compared with these unscrupulous human nobles, Ayn Rand, who has no selfish desires at all, moved Luca more and has really regarded the little wizard as his friend.

"You're really flattered." Ayn shook his head and explained in embarrassment: "compared with what you are doing, there are too few things I can do! If... If I can be like Lauren..."

"That's different." Luca shook his head. "Although I admire his courage, what you do is no worse than him - it's not only fighting that proves courage and sacrifice that proves determination. What you do is more meaningful than these!"

The topic suddenly became heavy. With a long sigh, Luca, who was tired, looked at the little wizard solemnly: "do you really think... Lord Loren Turin will succeed?"

"Of course!"

Ayn Rand suddenly raised his eyes firmly, without any hesitation and hesitation: "anyway, Loren can come back alive, and he will succeed!"

Luca smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I wish I could be as confident as you, but it's a pity..."

Only half of the words were said, a huge cry suddenly came from outside the camp, and the sound of commotion spread all over the big tree wall, making the war dancer leader who had just relaxed alert again.

Is the attack starting again

An excited Elf Warrior ran towards the camp and shouted desperately before even stopping:

"Ogres, ogres begin to retreat!!!!!"

what?!