The Lord of the Worlds of Civilization

The wild boars in the distance rushed up directly waving their weapons.

Obviously intending to fight to the death.

At the same time, above the low wall.

After a round of firing.

The soldiers operating the three three-bow bed crossbows began to re-string the bed crossbows without stopping.

Then fire again.

They know their mission.

That is to deal as much damage to them as possible and reduce their number before the group of wild boars rush in front of them!

The distance keeps getting closer.

The long-awaited crossbowmen opened fire.

Pieces of crossbow arrows kept shooting at the wild boars.

At this time, the garrison soldiers in the frontline camp, relying on the range of their weapons, undoubtedly grasped the dominance of this battle.

The wild boar is bulky, and although it has explosive power, it is difficult to improve its long-distance running speed.

They still have a chance to output!

At this moment, the crossbow troops poured out their firepower crazily.

Constantly plundering the life of the enemy.

After a few rounds of shooting, the wild boar's position had reached a relatively dangerous distance.

The low walls of the frontline camp were only five meters high.

It would be too dangerous to be rushed under the wall by those wild boars.

So as early as the beginning, Hill had already made a plan to go out of the city to meet him!

The passionate attack horns echoed in the front camp.

The gate of the camp opened, and Hill controlled the mammoth Huck to take the lead in the charge, and went straight out of the camp.

The ice bear warriors under Harold followed suit.

Then came the Swift Wolf Warrior and the Kobold Spearmen.

In this wave, in the face of the wild boar's attack, the garrison troops in the frontline camp can be said to be all out!

The loud elephant's call resounded throughout the battlefield.

Mammoth Huck's body is basically like a hill.

It can be called a mobile fortress on the battlefield.

Among the current civilizations of the Ten Thousand Realms, it is estimated that only the Elephant Human Race can suppress it from the front by virtue of its size and strength.

How can he be afraid of the wild boar who is smaller than him now?

The speed exploded on the spot, just like a chariot out of control, directly crashing into the wild boar who rushed up.

With this fierce collision, several wild boars were knocked out on the spot.

Then the thick elephant trunk swung back and forth.

It showed the exaggerated power of the mammoth without holding back.

As soon as the game started, they overwhelmed the opponent in terms of momentum!

Chapter 7 and five, winter baptism

Mammoth Huck's powerful attack is undoubtedly a good start for this battle.

The ice bear warriors who came afterward had not yet collided with the wild boar man, and a round of throwing axes had already struck them first.

Not to be outdone, the kobold short spearmen at the back began throwing short spears to kill the wild boar.

The two groups of people quickly collided completely.

Hill commanded the mammoth, rampaging all the way among the enemy lines, while dividing the battlefield, while drawing hatred, creating attack opportunities for others behind.

In the case of going out in full force, their strength has a clear advantage.

The Ice Bear Warriors and the Kobold Short Spearmen played out their numerical superiority quite simply.

With more and less, a merciless siege was launched against each of the wild boars.

On the other side, the Xunlang fighters led by Li Liancheng cut directly into the flank as soon as they started fighting.

Walking on the edge of the battlefield, brandishing the double knives in their hands, they started their harvesting operations.

The wild boar's battle relied entirely on instinct and individual strength.

There is basically no coordination between them.

In comparison, the members of the garrison who had fought together in the bitter cold for nearly a year showed too much understanding.

Even Li Liancheng, who often had quarrels with Gou Shan.

At the moment when the battle started, there was no problem for the two of them to cooperate.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this battle, the frontline garrison has already taken advantage.

Victory is only a matter of time.

And it is.

Facing such an offensive, after paying the obvious price of casualties.

Realizing that his side had no chance of winning, the wild boar finally chose to retreat.

At the same time, in a snow field somewhere on the battlefield.

A snow-white figure that almost merged with the surrounding scenery quietly receded.

Fleeing all the way quickly, the fox who returned to the camp reported everything he saw to the elders and patriarchs in the clan.

After listening to the report, the fox patriarch and the fox elders were all shocked.

"The wild boar was defeated, how could it be possible?!"

Even in the depths of the bitter cold land, the wild boars are a very powerful tribe.

Their defeat undoubtedly surprised the fox clan chief and the fox elders.

Although they weren't the ones who led the wild boars out, after the wild boars ran to the periphery, the fox people used some tricks to lead them to the frontline camp.

The purpose is nothing more than to play the game of borrowing a knife to kill someone.

At that time, they might still be able to take advantage of the chaos of the war and sneak into each other's camp to steal food.

However, who would have thought that this knife not only did not kill anyone, but was also killed and retreated?

All of a sudden, these old foxes also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Then quite tacitly no longer mention this matter.

Obviously intending to continue dormant.

They couldn't fight and couldn't steal, and they were also very desperate!

With such a mood, they would think of Ka Xin who went to see the great chief from time to time.

It's been a long time since I left, and I don't know where I am.

Or has he already died in some pile of ice and snow.

But at this moment, in the ice and snow deep in the Bitter Cold Land, Ka Xin, who was wrapped in a thick animal skin, sneezed violently.

The snowstorm directly obscured the road.

He couldn't see the way ahead at all.

"Fuck! Where am I now?"

----split line----

At the same time, in the south of the Myriad Realms civilization, in the large forest where the wood elves lived.

The trees in the entire forest have been covered with snow-white silver clothes at this moment.

This winter is undoubtedly difficult for the wood elves.

After the beginning of winter, just over a month later, a food crisis broke out in the clan.

This winter is really too cold.

There was also a heavy snowfall.

The crops that were originally more suitable for farming in winter have failed this year!

During this period of time, the hunting team caught less and less prey.

Even finding prey is down to luck.

The lack of food forced Halfen, the patriarch, to control his daily food consumption.

Originally three meals a day, then two meals a day, and now only one meal a day...

Halfen's two eyebrows were almost twitched, and he no longer knew what would happen next.

At this moment, Halfen couldn't help but think of the words Zhang William said outside the forest a few months ago.

If, he means if!

If at that time their wood elves chose to surrender.

So now life will not be so difficult?

The scale of development of the high elves is well known to them.

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to accept the fact that the high elves have developed better than their wood elves.

Even a lot better.

Of course, these ideas will only stay in Halfen's mind for now.

His father, that is, Great Elder Odis.

If you can figure this out, you won't be called old and stubborn.

The character of their wood elves is indeed stubborn, persistent, and respects tradition. Well, the last point can also be understood as conservative.

But his father Odis, even among the entire Wood Elf group, was a particularly stubborn one...

Sometimes, even he, the son, couldn't bear it.

"Patriarch, Lord Kargan is back."

Just when Halfen was complaining about his father in his heart.

A wood elf guard walked in.

And behind that guard was a wood elf with a longbow on his back.

Although the wood elves coexist with the forest, the food chain is also an important part of the forest ecology.

So, they also hunt, but don't kill indiscriminately.

Always be in gratitude and awe for the forest and the animals.

"Kalgan, how's your harvest today?"

Halfen asked this question with some trepidation.

At this moment, Calgan's expression was not relaxed.

He only heard him speak slightly, reporting today's harvest.

After listening, Halfen's heart sank.

Harvested today, it really makes people unhappy.

Exhaling a deep and long breath, Halfen stood up from the table and stretched his muscles and bones at the same time.

"Kalgan, come with me for a walk."