Chapter 288 Jufeng Tribe Next

Seeing the enemy retreat, Leon's armor-piercing arrow immediately extended outward and chased and shot down seven or eight black elves.

The maximum range of the fine gold long bow can reach hundreds of steps, and the power of the special armor-breaking arrow in Leon's hand is more powerful. The master of the black elves and his shooting are not enemies at all. The ordinary long archer can only be the life of a target.

The black elves retreated faster, and the dense woods in the rear became their best cover. No matter how strong Leon's arrow skills were, it was impossible to shoot the people hiding behind the tree.

"Rion!"

After shooting a black elf archer who landed at the end, Leon jumped down from a stone wall dozens of feet high and landed firmly on the ground.

Behind him, the heavy gate was pulled up, and hundreds of tauren warriors rushed out screaming and rushed to the retreating black elf army under the leadership of Leon.

This was greatly beyond the expectations of the black elves. They originally planned to temporarily avoid Leon's edge and apply to the tribe for the dispatch of masters to support. Unexpectedly, the tauren, who had been suppressed by them, would go out of the city to fight.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The loud battle song went straight into the sky, and the fierce soldiers' eyes were burning with flames. They stepped barefoot on the cold land, held up the tomahawk and shuttle guns high, and charged forward without fear!

The black elves were first surprised and then angry. They may be afraid of Leon's amazing archery and unwilling to pay too many casualties, but this does not mean that they are afraid of Tauren warriors.

Even if thousands of long archers are scattered in the woods, with their superb archery and fighting consciousness, they are enough to intercept and shoot the Tauren warriors within the distance from the woods to the entrance of the valley.

"Free diffuse!"

A black elf commander screamed, and many long archers appeared from the shelter and pulled up the long bow.

"S shuttle gun projection!"

Leon shouted angrily and raised a long bow and an arrow through the throat of the black elf commander.

Oh! Huh! Huh!

Countless arrows shot out of the forest, and at the same time, hundreds of shuttle guns roared into the woods. The arrows and shuttles crossed in the air and fell into different camps, immediately setting off a bloody wind.

Dozens of tauren warriors were hit by arrows, blood splashed, and their strong bodies fell to the ground and made a dull sound, but none of the soldiers screamed.

More soldiers stepped on their corpses and continued to charge, which was completely exposed to the bravery and fearlessness of the Mongolian orcs on these underground tauren.

More than a dozen black elves were shot down by shuttle guns, and their losses were undoubtedly much smaller than those of taureus warriors.

The black elves pulled up the long bow again. The ability to shoot accurately and quickly is the talent of the elves. Although Leon led the tauren warrior to rush through hundreds of steps, they still had the confidence to form a complete suppression before the enemy approached.

But at this time, several figures suddenly appeared in the woods, and the staggered sword spirit was like a sharp sickle, mercilessly sweeping the black elves in front of them to the ground.

Knights of the Temple!

While Leon was attacking, Lex and others lurking near the left launched a raid at the same time.

Five powerful temple knights rushed forward like humanoid killing machines. They ignored the arrows shot from around, and the sword pointed directly to the core of the black elf army.

This unexpected situation made the black elves confused, because the direction of the temple knight's attack was exactly where the wizard was.

No black elf can block the pace of the temple knight, and no one can resist their attack. Even the spells urgently released by the black elf wizards can't destroy the protection of the soul armor.

If the black elves are given enough time, with their absolute numerical advantage, they can completely kill five temple knights alive.

But in front of the woods, the tauren warrior led by Leon was charging fiercely, and he himself changed into a red-blooded heavy sword and put on a melee hand-to-hand combat posture.

The wizards of the black elves, like the shamans of the orcs, belong to the nobles who hold power in the tribe. The senior wizards in the army are often the supreme commander. When the wizard's life is threatened, the black elves fall into a state of complete chaos.

"Retreat!"

Some black elves also wanted to intercept the bull-headed warriors with long bows, while others hurriedly retreated to protect the wizards. Several commanders had no choice but to issue orders to retreat.

If the wizards are killed in battle, even if they win the final victory, they will be severely punished when they return to the tribe. Such a price is absolutely unbearable for them.

When the tauren warriors rushed into the woods, the black elves' defense line completely collapsed, but hundreds of black elves still stayed, using daggers and daggers, temple knights and tauren warriors to cover the wizard's retreat.

Their long bows are sharp and their daggers are also sharp, but in the state of close combat, these vigorous black elves are not the opponents of the taure head warriors.

The tough warriors split with tomahawks and fly with hand axes. In the long battle with the black elves, they have long been familiar with the tactics of the same agile opponents.

One black elf after another fell under the tomahawk, with blood and limbs flying across. The forest was filled with a strong smell of blood. The roar of the tauren warrior and the cry of the elves on the verge of death were intertwined.

After ten minutes of bloody battle, hundreds of black elves were all destroyed. Although a wizard who could not retreat had the desperate protection of his followers, he was finally shot in the head by Leon under the siege of the temple knights.

"Victory!"

When the tauren warriors swept the whole forest and cut off the head of the last stubborn resister, the bloody warriors raised their weapons high and shouted for victory.

Reon, the Temple Knight, and Xiling, who appeared later, were surrounded by the fanatical tauren warriors into the valley camp as heroes.

This hearty battle made them raise their eyebrows and sweep away the grievances that have been suppressed by the black elves for a long time!

Above the sky, a purple moon bends like a hook, and the wild earth is dark and silent.

There is no rising moon in the underground world. The cycle of the purple moon that never falls is the alternation of the night. In the darkest time, you can't see your fingers.

The bonfire is raging in the valley, and the Jufeng tribe welcomes the distinguished guests from the Kingdom of Bimon in the ground world with the greatest enthusiasm and respect.

God bless the warriors, temple priests, temple knights... The underground orcs no longer had a temple thousands of days ago, but the faith condensed in the blood has never been given up, and they have special respect for the messengers who represent the gods.

This valley camp is not very large, but it is the last home of the Jufeng tribe. So far, there are less than 8,000 people left in the whole tribe, and there are almost no old or weak. The vast majority of soldiers who can raise weapons to fight.

"God bless the warriors, knights and priests, thank you for helping us repel the enemy!"

In the big tent in the middle of the camp, the big shaman of the Jufeng tribe solemnly expressed his gratitude, and his eyes fell on Leon: "The Jufeng tribe is always looking forward to the protection of the beast god and the great will!"

Before the appearance of Leon, the situation of the giant front tribe was very bad. It lost most of its people. Many warriors and shamans died in constant battles and retreated to the valley to the point where the mountains and rivers were almost exhausted.

Lack of food, lack of weapons, and lack of high-end combat power of warriors and shamans. Thousands of soldiers can only huddle in the valley and be beaten by black elves. Every day, people die every day... So when the blessed warriors in the prophecy appeared, they put all their hopes on Leon.

And Leon defeated the Black Elf as soon as he took action, leading the Tauren warrior to win an unprecedented victory, which made his prestige in the tribe reach its peak!

The trusting eyes of the high priest are undoubtedly a great pressure on Leon.

This is not the glorious continent. The enemy is a powerful family of black elves. Except for hundreds of thunder beast warriors stationed at the entrance of the channel, Leon has no backup power. What does he rely on to carry the hope of the giant front tribe?

But while under pressure, Leon's heart surged with uncontrollable thoughts.

The giant front tribe, more than 6,000 tough tauren warriors, dozens of warriors and five shamans, if this power is pocketed, it will be a great help to the improvement of Sal's strength.

These tauren warriors have experienced the battle with the black elves. They are familiar with the way the elves fight. Once they return to the ground, they will certainly play a huge role in the war with the elves.

What moved Leon more was that the giant front tribe was a member of the underground orcs, and there were many orcs similar to them. If these forces could be used for him... Leon saw the dawn of hope against the southern elves for the first time. He never gave up his promise and entered for the elves all the time. Efforts are being made to invade and fight back to regain their homes.

"Presbyterian, would you like to take your people to the ground world?" Leon asked in a low voice, "Back to the arms of the Bemon orcs, my territory can provide you with a new home for shelter!"

Back to the ground world! The big shaman and several leaders of the tribe looked at each other. He stared at Leon and asked, "Is this your will?"

This unusual respect and respect surprised Xiling and the temple knights.

You should know that the underground orcs have been separated from the ground for thousands of years, and very few underground races are willing to come to the ground to live, but according to the meaning of this big shaman, as long as Leon opens his mouth, they will agree.

The big shaman even used the word "will"!

"I respect your choice..." Leon smiled and said, "But I think this is the best choice for the giant front tribe!"

The big shaman lowered his head and said respectfully, "Your will is our code of action. On behalf of the giant front tribe, I offer you the supreme loyalty!"

(to be continued)