Chapter 817 War (1)(2/2)
Hundreds of craftsmen, not even a single elves, were killed in ten minutes.
Although the Paladin in the lead is brave and good at fighting, the elves are strictly prohibited from stepping, and they are skillful in connecting the rhythm of the rushing, biting the enemy in front of them tightly without any chance of breathing.
A moment later, Paladin Sanka fell down, and a magical wound on his armor penetrated through. He opened his eyes and died with his eyes open.
Although many summoned objects were killed, even an elf was not killed.
How can you see the Lord of Glory after death?
"Well, the tactics are becoming more and more proficient." An elf commander said on the ship with satisfaction.
Summoning, ranged magic, bows and arrows are triassic attacks of elves, and are still saturated long-range attacks that Romon once used, especially in the case of huge disparity in numbers, which can minimize elves' casualties.
"Order: move away useful objects in the human workshop immediately and burn them all." The commander said, and at this time, an adjutant around him responded with a "splash" and recorded the order.
"Order: Devastating strikes on humans on the other side of the island."
"Order: Don't entangle with the soldiers scattered on the island, so as not to suffer losses in the opponent's guerrilla warfare."
"The above command time is two hours. After two hours, no matter what the matter is completed, retreat immediately."
The elf commander issued an order in an orderly manner.
"yes!"
After a moment, the flames rushed into the sky, the smoke rolled, and the commander's face calmly and ignored it.
Chapter completed!