Chapter 44 Retreat? (Chapter 23)

Author: Feng Xi Fei Hua Zhu Zhu

Chapter 44 Retreat? (Chapter 23)

Pafula quickly looked at the gray dwarf king Bruce, and the two made a decision.

Abandoning the elite troops, the two of them rushed up to Aiolos alone and beheaded him!

The reactions of strong men are extremely quick.

Just by looking at each other, they could guess what they would do next.

Aiolos continued to draw his bow and shoot arrows, but this time he changed the target. The arrow pointed at Bruce, the gray dwarf king.

However, after the two of them decided to abandon their troops and even their mounts and planned to attack the enemy army alone, Pafula and Bruce's attack speed was fully opened. The attack speed exceeded the speed of sound and the interference of the Goblin warriors made it impossible for Aiolos to waste time to gather together.

Force fired an arrow with all his strength, but could only hastily shoot an arrow at Bruce.

Facing this arrow, Bruce gathered all his energy and raised the huge hammer in front of him with both hands. At this time, the advantage of his short height came out. The giant hammer was blocked in front of him, almost covering Bruce's entire body behind him.

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The arrow came from the storm and hit the metal hammer. The huge explosive force sent the sledgehammer and Bruce flying backwards for more than ten or twenty meters.

The fallen Bruce stood up quickly, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth due to the shock to his internal organs, and continued to approach Aiolos.

On the other side, Pafula, who was not blocked by the arrow attack, was already dozens of meters away in front of Aiolos.

For a seventh-level powerhouse, this distance is the same as standing in front of him.

The next moment, the black waning moon scimitar struck, intending to kill Aiolos with the sword.

At the critical moment, Aiolos used the giant alloy bow as a weapon and was able to barely block the blow, flying backwards more than ten meters away.

Just when Pafula wanted to continue chasing Aiolos, from a narrow field of vision beside her, a small scarlet figure sneaked up on her with great speed.

Pafula had a strong sense of fighting, and with one turn of her black waning moon scimitar, she resisted the pair of incoming scarlet metal claws. However, under the huge impact, she still fell back seven or eight meters.

At this time, she also saw clearly the appearance of the enemy who attacked her.

It was Crazy Claw who was wearing crimson armor all over his body.

Because he had been standing next to Aiolos and was wearing a suit of armor, Crazy Claw had already aroused the vigilance of Pafla and Bruce, but they did not expect that this was also a seventh-level strong man.

This result was somewhat beyond their expectations.

At this moment, Bruce, who was a step behind, also arrived quickly, forming a corner with Pafra and looking at Aiolos and Crazy Claw.

The next moment, the two of them acted together in perfect harmony.

Pavla chased Aiolos, while Bruce approached Crazy Claw with a metal sledgehammer, and a fierce one-on-one battle began.

Coincidentally, Pafula and Aiolos are both at the peak of the seventh level, while Bruce and Crazy Claw are both in the middle of the seventh level.

The top combat power is motivating the fight, and when the winner is about to be decided, the entire battlefield becomes more and more intense.

Blood, mutilated corpses, abandoned weapons and armor, internal organs, etc., were spread over several kilometers.

Judging from the overall situation, the balance of victory on the battlefield is tilting towards the goblin army.

After all, the average strength of the Goblin army is stronger, and they are not afraid of death. Even if they are disabled, they want to drag the enemy to death. On the other hand, the gray dwarves and dark elves fought hard at the beginning, but as their comrades around them

After the fall of his companion, the passionate emotions gradually subsided, and then under the fear of death, his strength was gradually restrained, and he did not dare to fight desperately.

One side has full strength and has no scruples. The other side's strength is limited by mentality and has some scruples. Their average strength is not as good as that of the Goblin army. The only advantage is that there are more first-order warriors.

And this so-called advantage only made the Goblin warriors fight more happily.

The pleasure of sharp claws touching flesh and blood, then tearing it apart and smashing it, all stimulates these goblin warriors who yearn for killing.

Time goes back to the same moment when Pafula and Bruce led their respective tribesmen's elites out of the city for a surprise attack, and the gates of the Gray City were wide open.

In the city gate, an army of thousands of goblins poured out neatly from inside, and the strength of any goblin warrior inside would not be lower than level three.

After this army of goblins poured out from the Gray City, they rushed towards the city of Mora, which was more than ten kilometers away, at the fastest marching speed.

The field of vision is brought back to the battlefield, the central place where the top experts from both sides battle.

There are two battlefields, one is between Aiolos and the Dark Elf Queen Pavla. At this moment, Aiolos is covered in blood. On the surface of his strong and tall body, more than a dozen hideous wounds of flesh and blood are extremely conspicuous, especially on the abdomen.

A gap penetrated the armor, and the wound was so deep that his internal organs were exposed.

On the other hand, Pafula was a little embarrassed, her black hair was scattered around her shawl, her right hand was dripping with blood, and she was breathing heavily, but overall, there were no obvious wounds.

Aiolos panted heavily, his expression unchanged, as if the beating internal organs in his abdomen were not his own, and he still stared at Pavla indifferently.

Although Pafula was not seriously injured, she was secretly complaining in her heart at this moment.

I thought that I could quickly capture the opponent with an explosion of strength after getting close, but I didn't expect that the opponent's armor was really strong. It would be extremely difficult to destroy the Shadow Blade, a weapon passed down by generations of queens. In addition, the enemy didn't care about it at all.

Due to her own injuries and life, it was extremely difficult for Pafula, who was superior in melee strength, to exert her full strength, and was extremely uncomfortable.

The opponent can ignore her own life, but Pafula cannot ignore her own life. She participated in this battle only because the gray dwarf kingdom gave her enough benefits. This benefit allowed her to fight with all her strength, but it was far from enough.

Let her fight with her life.

The battle has reached this point, and Pafula already has the intention of retreating.

Because she relied on her stronger strength to be distracted for a moment and pay attention to the surrounding battlefield, and then she discovered with dismay that of the nearly three hundred Shadow Saber troops she brought, seventy or eighty of them were killed in a short period of time.

Bit.

You must know that the lowest level among the Shadow Saber Elf warriors is the fourth level, and there are many fifth and sixth level elf captains. Each of them is equipped with a third level or even fourth or fifth level shadow leopard mount to assist the owner in fighting and escaping.

It took Pafula more than a hundred years to form this army. Before the battle was over, a quarter of them had been killed.

Of course, almost all of the dark elf warriors who died were fourth level. Among the real elite fifth and sixth level elf warriors, some were injured, but none died.

"If I continue to fight, I will have to kill the enemy's king with all my strength. Otherwise, if I continue, my life will be in danger."

Pafula glanced at the Gray Dwarf King Bruce who was being pressed down and beaten by Crazy Claw in the distance. She felt hard and made a decision.

retreat!
Chapter completed!