Chapter 63 The bloody scimitar

"After a bucket of dragon blood can temper up to 10 crossbows, the energy in the dragon's blood will be exhausted." Radil said to Roland with a crossbow like a spear in his hand. The gun is wrapped with burning blood lines like blood vessels, which makes people shudder. This is the performance of its enchanted weapon.

"So what's the effect?" Roland asked. After all, something that costs so much to make must at least be worth the money.

"The effect is quite good, and it comes with tearing magic, burning magic, and penetrating magic." Radil stroked his beard and smiled.

“Tear magic can effectively tear apart the hit object, whether it is a creature or a building. Burning magic will magically ignite the hit object, which is fatal to siege equipment. Penetrating magic can effectively break through the defense of objects, and is mainly aimed at local high-level heavy-armed units. Generally speaking, even the fourth-level heavy-armed professionals are unwilling to be hit by it head-on," Radill explained to Roland. .

"Not bad, not bad." Roland nodded and expressed satisfaction. Although he had played with this heavy city defense crossbow when he was a lord in the game, he had never had a good understanding of this defensive equipment. This time, Roland's eyes were opened directly. , I didn’t expect this thing to be so powerful when paired with an enchanted crossbow gun.

"Let's do this, let's make 100 of them." Roland felt a little hurt.

“Oh, what a waste,” Radil also sighed. After all, it is pure dragon blood. Such simple processing can make a real alchemist vomit blood after seeing it.

Woodland Kingdom, Western Border

"Really, we have to patrol in winter." A group of elves patrolling the border were chatting and complaining.

“There are no ghosts in this weather, how could the orcs come out across the heavy snow to attack the kingdom.”

“I really don’t understand, why should we care about those greedy dwarfs? "People's life and death"

A group of elves braved the flying snowflakes to patrol the edge of the forest. In the distance, walking out of the forest was the misty mountain range full of dangers. This group of elves were the guards at the farthest outpost of the Woodland Kingdom.

“Even the forest river is frozen.” The elves shuddered as they looked at the frozen forest river.

"Cheer up, let's go back and drink some fruit wine to warm up after a round." The elf ranger who led the team straightened the crooked scimitar and walked in front.

"This snow is really heavy" The group of people stepped on the knee-deep snow and prepared to return.

What they don’t know is that heavy snow can not only block the footsteps of predators but also hide their whereabouts

A roar came and the snowdrifts next to the trees suddenly exploded. , the gushing battle energy melted the snow into water droplets, and a gleaming battle ax burst out, whirling into the chest of an elf, knocking it away and tearing it apart in the air

The flying blood shocked the elves beside them, but before they could react, the next second, more snowdrifts exploded and flying axes roared towards their faces

" "Enemy Attack" finally took the lead.The spirit ranger reacted. He shouted in horror and drew his hand to the scimitar at his waist.

"Ouch" a six-edged war hammer roared towards him and hit him head-on. His fragile body made a heart-breaking sound of bone cracking.

"Danglang", the exquisite scimitar made by elves, was not pulled out by its owner in the end.

A ray of blood slowly flowed down the handle of the knife, and finally stayed on the half-unsheathed blade

"Order the large troops to set off" The person holding the warhammer was 5 Bolger, the first-level warrior general

"Others follow me and pull out these nails along the way." Bolger waved his hand, and more than a dozen third-level orc berserker warriors behind him came closer. It was them. Ambush in the ice and snow gave the elf patrol a fatal blow.

A fifth-level general with more than a dozen third-level berserkers can easily deal with the elf patrols whose highest level is only second level. A team of 12 elf patrols can withstand them. Thranduil never dreamed that the outposts and patrols he left on the border would be wiped out completely by the orcs' sneak attacks.

"How is the situation?" Eovia asked.

"Your Highness, the situation is very bad. The southern part of the Dark Forest has been occupied by orcs. Our rangers will be discovered by the patrolling wolf cavalry soon after they enter to investigate." The elf did not speak anymore. Behind him The hidden word is that there is no need to sacrifice the already sparsely populated star elves for this information.

"Well, in this case, don't probe too deeply in the future." Eovia nodded. He supported the spies' decision. There was no need for the star elves to sacrifice themselves for this information. Not a large population.

"Anyway, the war is a foregone conclusion." Eovia sighed and asked the soldiers in front of him to retreat. Even if they knew that the orcs were gathering or marching, what would happen if the coalition forces had the ability to stop them?

Eovia rubbed her swollen temples and re-study the defense plan of Los Saint Nier City.

"Oh, I hope the orcs will give us more time." Looking at the elf ranger coming out of Eovia's room, Baiyi sighed and turned around to leave.

"Where are Dann and the others?" Thorin asked, staring at Fili in front of him.

"They still have a few days to go, and they carry a lot of baggage. Qili is with them. I will come back in advance to report the news, and by the way, I will inform you to send someone to help." Feilihui reported.

"This is really great." Thorin let out a long breath, and the dwarves in Erub City were overwhelmed by the orc army a hundred miles away.

"It's a pity that most of our people haven't returned yet, otherwise I would definitely lead the heroic dwarf army to chop off the heads of those northern orcs." Thorin sat on the throne and faced his nephew Fili complained.

"Uncle, I heard that King Roland has defeated an army of Orcs. Does that mean there is no Orc threat in the south?" Fili asked.

"How is it possible that Roland and the others defeated the wasteland orcs, and the well-equipped Dol Guldor orcs were still hiding in the dark forest, always ready to give them a fatal blow? They can't help us in this battle. Too many." Thorin smiled at his nephew and explained the problems Roland and the others faced.

"Are elves really reliable?" Fili couldn't help but think of the elves who ignored Irubo.

"I never had hope for them." Thorin snorted coldly. Although he was forced to fight alongside the elves during the Battle of the Five Armies, Thorin still had a grudge in his heart.

"I hope they can be reliable this time." After all, the elves are one of the few reinforcements on the northern battlefield, and Fili can only hope that the elves will not protect themselves wisely this time. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558

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