Chapter 1094

When the banner of Byrne's Legion emerged from the forest, Anson ZAD's mood fell to the bottom of the valley.

Cold fear, like gangrene, climbed up the spine and pierced his mind, stopping his breathing and spreading his pupils.

Lost.

My thoughts, strategies, decisions... Were all expected by Loren Turin.

From the beginning, this was the trap set by Loren Turin to wipe out himself and 20000 Elven warriors; And eager for revenge, he became a tool for him to complete all this.

Jane and I are like poisonous insects in a jar - no matter how hard we struggle, we can't escape the bondage of the people who raise poisonous insects.

In a trance, the suffocating elf boy blushed and his body trembled violently.

The battlefield filled with smoke and dust was noisy... The Elven warriors who were just as powerful as bamboo were facing the battle line. The bain Legion rushed out of the dense forests on both sides of Empire Avenue was in a dilemma. They didn't know whether to attack or retreat, but they had to stop where they were.

The sound of weapons waving, the vibration of armor collision, the sound of arrows attacking the air, the harmony of command and shouting, the contradictory sound of horn, the cry of scream and sorrow

Anson ZAD... He has no idea what to do.

Maybe, maybe I deserve to die here, right?

Before long, 20000 elves in chaos will be completely surrounded by Duke Byrne's army, their Knights will tear open the front, and their spear array will become a prison of steel, bleeding for themselves bit by bit and killing the last elves.

He can even guess that Loren Turin will never end the battle soon. He will bleed bit by bit, giving the Elven warriors the hope of "turning over".

Is this the price of self righteousness?

Thinking like this, Anson ZAD somehow recovered his peace from fear.

"Lord Anson ZAD!"

The elf warrior holding high the battle flag suddenly knelt down on one knee, mixed with the roar of fear, which woke the elf boy.

"Lord Anson ZAD, please lead us to a decisive battle with the imperialists!"

The stunned elf boy was slightly stunned and seemed to shake his head subconsciously: "no... It's useless. We have fallen into the trap of the enemy. Even if we struggle in vain, we can only..."

"Then die in battle!" the elf warrior snapped and roared:

"Since it's a death anyway, let's die here!"

"As you said before, it's worth exchanging the blood of a thousand warriors for the head of Loren Turin. Then it's worth exchanging the blood of 20000 warriors for a bloody battle to die together!"

"I can't escape anyway. Why don't you die for the great cause?!"

The elf boy with a blank heart suddenly woke up.

Yeah, why not.

Everything has been exhausted. What else can't be put down?

"Then fight." he threw away the magic wand that had been held in his palm, and Anson ZAD took over the Azores flag in the wizard's hand:

"Go, fight to the last minute... This time, I'll take the flag."

The elf warrior kneeling on one knee solemnly nodded to Anson, got up, drew his knife and walked forward.

"The warriors of the eagle king -"

Holding the long knife in his hand, the elf warrior roared and rushed to the direction of the bain Legion:

"Draw your sword! Meet the enemy --!"

...... At the moment when the horn sounded, the Azores Elven warriors finally stopped shaking. The disorderly roar like a pack of wolves rang through the imperial Avenue again, and thousands of long knives twinkled in the bright sun.

Despite the scattered front and the Heavy Crossbow and spear array of Bain's elite legion, these proud warriors still rush into the array with knives as usual and launch attacks from the front recklessly - it seems that if they don't do so, they can't show their identity.

But Lin's spear doesn't care about their identity, neither does locust's arrow rain.

"Crossbow man ready - shoot!"

In the face-to-face battle, the heavy crossbows squatting in the front row didn't need to aim at all. They raised their crossbows and shot a whole row of crossbows and arrows - in the scattered front of the Elven warriors, there was a "tinkling" sound, but more was the sound of arrows piercing the chamber.

The Elven warriors walking on the corpses of the robe were not in a panic and rushed frantically to the long gun array of the bain Legion.

The phalanx infantry holding high spears walked out of the forest without panic and formed a close phalanx in the middle of the avenue and on both sides; The heavy spear like a jungle fell layer by layer, like an open steel feather fan.

"End, move forward --!"

The sound of heavy and uniform steps sounded, and the square array moved forward slowly - unlike the "black wall" of saklan, although the bain people who raised their guns trained the square array, they were far from reaching the tacit understanding of that level, and could maintain the rapid mobility of the array on the chaotic battlefield.

But walking slowly and in a neat and uniform close queue brings a very different sense of oppression from the saxophone Legion.

"Dang! Dang Dang - poof!"

An elf warrior who rushed to the gun array bounced off the stabbed long gun one after another. Before the raised long knife was waved off, his neck and trunk had been penetrated in an instant; Blood gushed and fell in front of the gun array.

More Elven warriors followed and rushed to the square array, and the square array infantry still kept moving forward slowly; Soldiers whose long guns were cut off fell down or retreated to the rear of the phalanx, and the soldiers in the back immediately came forward to fill the vacancy.

Roaring and wailing were intertwined in the roar of the collision between sharp blades and armor and flesh and blood. Facing the Azores elves warriors who rushed up like outlaws, the slowly advancing spear array began to stagnate, and even was repulsed for a time, leaving a whole line of corpses.

The piles of flesh and blood have filled the gullies on both sides of the road.

"The battle of trapped animals."

Looking at the brave and bloody Elven warriors with a sneer, guy angert, count of the mountain rock castle, showed a sarcastic expression on his face, and then turned his eyes to the black haired wizard beside him with a smile:

"Congratulations, Duke - 20000 long ear scum are all your booty; if the nobles in the Imperial City see this scene, I'm afraid they will pee one by one."

It was the first time for the Earl of the castle to "flatter" Lauren, who had drawn his sword with him at the round table parliament, although he could not avoid some pride.

He went to the trap alone and destroyed the blockade area established by the Azores without any advantage. He even wanted to wipe out the 20000 Azores army forced to retreat

If Loren fails, or even has to wait until the Earl of the mountain castle leads the army to rescue, then it can be called conceit or insatiable greed;

But he succeeded... Then in the eyes of the Byrne people, he is a real hero; Even a hero who can bring great glory to Byrne like the "black Duke".

"The battle of trapped animals?"

The dark haired wizard shook his head. "No... it's far from that; we can't be careless until we get the final and decisive result."

"Duke, do you think that at this point, the spirit opposite can still turn over?" the count of mountain rock Castle couldn't believe it.

At the age of a dark haired wizard, he was worried that the other party would be satisfied. He had to find a way to persuade the Duke.

The silent black haired wizard stared at the triangular flag of the Azores on the battlefield.

The whole battle was changing towards what he most wanted to see - although he didn't know why, the commander of the Azores opposite gave up the chance of final retreat and fought to the death with himself.

Next, as long as you slowly surround him and bleed bit by bit, you can kill all the 20000 elf warriors; The battle may be very fierce and will last day and night, but it must be yourself who wins in the end.

According to the information sent by the count of the mountain castle, the Archduke of ellemans, Yuli vilz, has led his army to stop the elf Prince - he doesn't even have the last worry, only to ensure that there will be no breakthrough.

But the more so, the more we must be cautious. After all

"After all, dear Loren can't use the power of emptiness at will as in the past ~" the young voice, mixed with some banter, sounded in the ears of the black haired Wizard:

"Alas... Although dear Loren was very cautious in the past, he didn't expect to become more cautious when opening the second valve, and even began to have some" coward "inclination..."

"Shut up."

Interrupting the interference of a guy, the black haired wizard turned his eyes to the battlefield again - with the front gradually becoming white hot, the Elven warriors finally stopped attacking the front of the spear array and began to move to both sides to try to raid the two wings of the Byrne Legion.

But this is bound to be futile.

Heavy attendants brandishing shields, chain hammers and battle axes, and ranger knights with sabres held high rushed out of the dense forest, wantonly plundering and killing the lone elf warriors who tried to walk around the back.

At the moment when the sharp blades crossed, the elf warrior with a knife to meet the enemy could block the saber from the top of his head, and the galloping knight had calmly fled the battlefield;

The elf warrior raised his head in amazement and saw the chain hammer flying in front of him.

"Poof!"

The crisp crackling sound broke the face and head of the elf into slag; The trunk with lost head knelt down on both knees, convulsed and fell into the green grass with the falling long knife.

Similar scenes are constantly repeated.

Sometimes Ranger knights are dragged off their horses and die with ELF Knights; Sometimes they were besieged by heavy attendants and fell under the sudden cavalry knife; Sometimes the skillful warriors Parry calmly, which makes the surrounding attendants and cavalry dare not move forward. Sometimes

In any case, the narrow jungle on both wings has become a battle field soaked in blood, which ensures that the flanks of the long gun array will not be broken down; The frontal battlefield has been completely dominated by the long gun array and can't pass at all.

In this way, the siege has been formed, and the Azores can't escape no matter how hard they struggle - unless they can break through the siege from the front, or collapse in situ... But it's not as good as annihilation.

If they insist on fighting the Byrne Legion to the end, it is only a matter of time to annihilate them; If the Azores are ready to retreat and run for their lives, it's only a matter of time to annihilate them.

As the Earl of mountain rock Castle "touted", 20000 Azores Elven warriors are already in Loren's bag.

So there is only one thing left in the end - beware of the last case.

"Regrell, ramalos!" Lauren shouted behind him.

"In --!"

"All Knights end their rest and gather to wait!"

"Yes --!"

The two earls immediately withdrew and summoned the bain knights who were recuperating.

"Is it too early to send Knights now?" the count of mountain rock Castle frowned slightly: "although these long ears have no brain, their morale and physical strength are very excellent, and they won't be easily defeated in a short time..."

"Our enemies are not just those in front of us, count angert."

"It's not just these in front of you. You mean that Archduke ellemans has..."

"Just in case." shaking his head, Loren interrupted the guess of the count of the mountain rock Castle: "in any case, his Highness the elf prince will not easily give up the army of 20000 Azores, so he must come."

"I believe in the strength of Archduke ellemans, but even if it is only one in ten thousand, it must not be taken lightly." the black haired wizard explained:

"Count, the 20000 legions you brought from the imperial capital are reluctant to surround the enemy in front of us. In a hurry, we can't build a complete defense line at all, and our belly and back are almost completely exposed; once attacked, we will end up... Never much better than the Azores spirit opposite."

"Win... You will still win, but you'd better try to avoid the victory in exchange for heavy casualties."

The count of the mountain rock castle, who was slightly surprised, looked at Loren in a daze, wanted to talk and stopped, and finally remained silent.

In fact, he doesn't like this seemingly safe "conservative" strategy - if he can, the count of shanyanbao still hopes that Loren can become another existence like the black Duke.

Even that man was responsible for Byrne's decline.

Staring at the battlefield, Loren kept thinking about the tactics that rodria Azor might use.

At this point in the battle, it is almost impossible to reverse the situation; But rodriya Azores... The elf prince, it's really hard for him to imagine that the other party will calmly admit defeat.

The only question is how he will break the game.

What about myself... What would I do if I faced such a situation?

When the army is besieged and blocked by the enemy - the enemy who makes a quick raid does not even have logistics that can be attacked secretly. How can we get rid of the encirclement under such circumstances?

Where are your flaws and where is the only flaw in the whole layout?

What is there that will never be considered by Byrne's legion and can organize defense?

While he was still meditating, a demon hunter suddenly crossed the battlefield and rushed to Loren in great anxiety:

"Duke, there are traces of a large number of army actions in the direction of gem river. It is suspected that Azores are coming towards the battlefield!"

"There are thousands of troops!"