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  Xiao Yu still chose the Human Tribe, which he was good at, while the opponent chose the Elf Tribe.

  Xiao Yu, the opponent of the Elf tribe, also encountered some during the selection match, but none were particularly outstanding. I don't know how this person, who is said to be 'one of the top ten domestic masters' in Ah Si's mouth, will perform.

  Xiao Yu followed the convention and launched a surprise attack on the Hill King, leveling up to level 2. He then gathered four infantrymen and three riflemen, forming a small combat unit, and charged towards the enemy's base, attempting to launch a sneak attack while probing the enemy's strengths and weaknesses.

  The neutral monster had already passed on the location of the opponent's base, but Xiao Yu didn't see any scouting sentries from the opponent. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised - did they not need to send anyone to scout ahead?

  The army of the human tribe walked on the pitch-black path, all the way up in silence, only the steel sword and armor occasionally collided, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

  This is the only path leading to the Valley of Elves.

  The King of the Hill held a war hammer and an axe, walking at the forefront. Behind him were four squads of armored human infantrymen. Three squads of dwarf riflemen carried rifles at the rear. This formation was the standard marching formation for humans. Once they encountered an ambush, the infantry could provide necessary cover for the riflemen, protecting their fragile lives so that they could use their rifles to attack enemies from a distance.

  The night grew darker, and on this path leading to the Elf tribe, thorns were dense, many places were covered by broken trees and weeds, making it impossible to distinguish the original road.

  The infantry began to draw their steel swords, swinging them in all directions, cutting through the thorny bushes that blocked their way. Several small animals, frightened and panicked, scurried away, knowing that a bloody battle was about to unfold.

  Suddenly, the king of the mountain stopped and sniffed wildly in the air with his nose, as if he had discovered something wrong.

  The soldiers behind did not know what had happened and also stopped in their tracks. A infantry squad leader came forward and asked, "Sir, is something wrong?"

  The King of the Hills looked at the dark forest in front of him and sniffed his nose again, muttering to himself, "How did I smell a woman's scent on the wind? Can you guys smell it?"

  The young squad leader suddenly lost his smile, stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, haven't you been with a woman for a long time? If you really want to, I know a female wizard named 'Nalia', her figure is quite good, she's currently practicing in the mage tower, do you want me to introduce her to you?"

  The king of the mountain's face rose with a hint of anger, just about to scold the young captain a few words, but heard not far away a bowstring sound, whispered a word "not good", suddenly lowered his head, more than ten black iron arrows flew over his head, that young captain was full of terrified color, head and chest were nailed with arrow shafts, it seemed he wouldn't survive.

  The King of the Mountain accidentally let out a lucky cry, himself being short in stature, usually ashamed of it, but unexpectedly saved his own life at a critical moment.

  Looking ahead again, I saw countless figures with slender bodies emerging one by one in the darkness. They had a similar appearance to humans, except for their long and pointed ears, and they all wore a black cloak. Judging from their physique, without exception, they were all women, each holding a large longbow in their hands.

  The female archers drew their bows again, and with the sound of the bowstring, another wave of black arrows flew over, like a dark cloud.

  "It's the Elf Tribe's female archer! Infantry, raise your shields! Musketeers, scatter and attack!" The King of the Hill was greatly shocked, seeing that their numbers were almost twice as many as his own.

  The human army was indeed well-trained, the infantrymen took down their large shields and placed them in front of them, while the gunners also opened fire at the vague figures in the darkness, only that the line of sight was blocked, but it's hard to say about the accuracy.

  "Snatch, snatch, snatch..."

  The sound of arrows piercing large shields is incessant.

  The King of the Hills hid behind the shield wall and secretly congratulated himself, fortunately when he came out, he upgraded the infantry's shield-raising skill, otherwise, encountering so many archers, wouldn't he have been shot into a hedgehog?

  "Infantry advance at a steady pace! Musketeers conserve ammunition!"

  The King of the Hills saw that most of his opponent's arrows were blocked and bounced back by his large shield, and he was overjoyed. He thought that the female archer had much lower health than the gunner, and he couldn't help but think of taking advantage of the situation to charge into the enemy camp and kill wildly with the two cruel weapons in his hand.

  The infantry's shield wall had only moved a few steps when they suddenly felt the scorching heat in front of them. A huge figure blocked their way, its body was tall and large, with sharp horns on its head, sharp thorns on its arms, a skull-like face, and its body was wrapped in molten lava, crackling and popping, exuding an unspeakable ferocity and horror.

  All that was seen was that figure letting out a loud roar, its large hand grasping at the empty air, and a rock the size of a millstone, glowing red from being burnt, appeared in its hand.

  With a mighty swing of his arm, the flaming boulder hurtled towards the human infantry's shield wall.

  "Defend!"

  The human infantry were shocked, and their hands holding the shields tightened involuntarily.

  A loud rumble.

  Mars splashed everywhere.

  Rocks smashed heavily on the shield wall, and the huge force and scorching high temperature blew this side of the shield wall away with a withered and rotten momentum. Several human soldiers fell to the ground, their bodies bursting into flames, and their screams pierced the night sky.

  "It can't be that the Flame Lord is their hero!" The King of the Hills was shocked, he never thought that the Elves would invite the Flame Lord as their hero.

  However, this kind of person is absolutely not something that a small soldier can handle. The King of the Mountain Hill didn't hesitate at all, and with one leap, he swung his war hammer and smashed it down.

  The infantry's shield wall revealed a gap, and the elven female archer's arrow flew in like an eye, pouring in from the opening, and the human shield wall immediately collapsed.

  "Fight for Lord Sardis!"

  The infantrymen shouted loudly and bravely charged forward, a fierce battle unfolded.

  The Flame Lord's massive body was like a giant torch, illuminating everything around him.

  The Musketeers' line of sight is no longer blocked, they gathered into a small team, just received good news from the base, 'Long-barreled musket' has been developed, increasing their range by 20 meters, plus the 20-meter range reward last time, their range reached 80 meters, already surpassing the handheld crossbow-wielding female archer.

  Row after row of bullets flew out, and many elven female archers fell to the ground with gunshot wounds, letting out painful groans.

  The remaining female archers' faces showed an unbelievable expression, they upgraded their hard bow and the range reached 70 meters, according to common sense, this position was absolutely safe, only they had the share of attacking the musketeers, but the musketeers couldn't attack them.

  But unexpectedly, the other side's shotgun range was actually so far.

  At this time they had no leisure for reflection, as the enemy's infantry was already upon them.

  The Flame Lord, the King of the Hills, who was having a great time fighting, let out a loud roar and a fire man split from his body, forming a monster made of molten lava.

  The monster let out a strange howl, and a mass of fiery red magma spewed from its mouth, hitting the charging infantryman. The soldier let out a blood-curdling scream as he fell to the ground, clearly dead.

  The magma monster continuously spewed out magma from its mouth, and for a time, it completely blocked the infantry.

  "Bastard!"

  The King of the Hills knew that the Magmadrake summoned by Flame Lord and the Water Elemental summoned by Archmage were not true living beings, even if they killed the Magmadrake, it would be summoned again after a period of time.

  It can be said that as long as the Flame Lord's magic is sufficient, the Lava Monster will never be killed.

  Unfortunately, there is no priest here; otherwise, their dispel magic would be the best way to deal with this kind of summoned creature.

  With the help of the magma monsters, the morale of the elves rose again. The female archers adjusted their positions and exchanged fire with the gunners. They were numerous, and the gunners, without the protection of infantry, suffered heavy casualties.

  Pompadour

  A flash of flame passed by, and the magma monster that was fighting with the human infantry suddenly split into two, each head seeming to have grown a bit larger.

  "Ahhh~~~~"

  The Flame Lord let out a loud roar, and another new magma monster appeared beside him.

  Three magma monsters spewed out magma, forming a deadly web of flames. The human infantry had shields to protect themselves, but they couldn't withstand the high temperature and fell down one after another. In an instant, two squads of infantry were burned to charcoal.

  The King of the Hills felt that this battle was unwinnable.

  He couldn't use his precious soldiers' lives to fight against these summoned monsters, and the Flame Lord's defense and agility were higher than his own. Moreover, he had a blood bottle on him, so for the time being, he was no match for his opponent.

  At this point, the King of the Mountain shouted loudly and threw out a "Storm Hammer", causing the Flame Lord to immediately fall into a dizzy state.

  "RETREAT!!!"

  The King of the Mountain retreated once, then pulled out a return-to-city scroll from his bosom, tore it apart, and a burst of golden light appeared. A medium-sized teleportation magic array materialized at his feet.

  The remaining human soldiers who received the retreat order rushed to the location of the King of the Mountain, if they couldn't reach the effective range around the King of the Mountain within five seconds, they would be left in the Elf Forest forever.

  The army of the Elf tribe had already killed with red eyes, seeing that the opponent wanted to escape, the female archer's arrows poured down like a stormy rain, and an entire squad of musketeers was shot into hedgehogs while running.

  Witnessing the tragic scene before him, and hearing the dying wails of the human army in his ears, the King of the Mountain Range painfully closed his eyes.

  This small-scale conflict resulted in losses on both sides, but the human army's losses were slightly greater. Three squads of infantry and two squads of riflemen rest forever deep within the Elven Forest.

  At this time, Xiao Yu was greatly surprised in his heart. The opponent's strength was absolutely not inferior to that of the Golden Member he had fought before. It seemed that what Ah Si said might be true, and he couldn't afford to be careless anymore. He must have a good fight with the opponent.

  "'Blood Dragonfly' was also surprised at this time, who am I? That is one of the top magic beast masters in the country. Although I had the upper hand in that fight just now, I also suffered a significant loss, especially with his use of the fire gunner, which can be compared to a first-rate master."

  An urge to have a good fight with the opponent also rose in his heart, and the slight disdainful attitude at the beginning of the game no longer existed.

  After a period of reorganization, Xiao Yu organized two massive armies.

  Having learned from the last battle, Xiaoyu equipped a certain number of priests and witches in both armies. The vanguard of the troops were vice-armed knights serving as meat shields. The main force of both large armies was still the dwarf musketeers who were loyal to Lord Sardis.

  The two armies were led by the fifth-level Hill King and the third-level Great Mage, respectively, and marched towards the Elf Valley in two routes.

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