Warhammer: Dark Elf

The magic of the Dark Elves, powered by six sorceresses, brings destruction and despair to the world. These women are innately qualified to perform deadly magic. They can curse, burn souls, destroy, and anything related to death. Sorceresses, like other mages, are relatively weak in close combat. This does not mean that the opponent can kill the sorcerers in close combat, because their powerful firepower prevents anyone from getting even half a step closer to them.

Therefore, before the vanguard troops on the opposite side could approach, Eladen raised his hand and raised his staff to release soul extraction towards the enemy's fear spearmen's thrust. The spearmen's physical armor could not block the invading black torrent, and the mist rushed in. The internal organs are wantonly destroyed and the pain is as painful as a knife being twisted.

In an instant, amid wailing sounds, dozens of fear spearmen bled from their orifices and died in extreme pain.

The death magic caused riots in the army, and the morale of the troops dropped visibly.

Hemo, who was in the formation, saw the opponent's morale flag rapidly decaying from a distance, and his face was filled with joy. "Sure enough, the noble master must control the field."

"The troops on the opposite side have entered the shooting range, and the repeating crossbowmen are loading the crossbow bolts and preparing to fire!" Noticing from the system interface that the remnants of Neros' army had entered the shooting range of the black sharp repeating crossbowmen, Hemer raised his sword and shouted loudly. "Fire arrows at the Dread Spearmen that were just attacked!"

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"! !

The two repeating crossbow regiments guarding the formation quickly loaded their crossbow arrows and launched them. The arrows suddenly covered the sky and fell crazily into the opponent's camp like a curtain of rain. They focused on the one that had been struck by Eladen's magic. Dread Spearmen.

The Dark Elf's repeating crossbow is larger than ordinary crossbows, and the special armor-piercing arrows used are amazingly powerful. However, due to the weakening of the distance and the formation of a strong shield wall on the opposite side, this wave of shots only knocked down A dozen spearmen.

"Listen to my order! The crossbowmen fight back! The firepower covers the infantry's advance!!" On the side of Neros's remnant army, the temporary commander who was among the gloomy swordsmen drew his sword and waved.

Before his voice could fall, the second wave of volleys from the crossbowmen in the Hemo Army was suddenly heard. It made a buzzing sound like locusts that stung people's eardrums. Under the baptism of the ruthless arrows, Niros was frightened. The spearmen's troops, whose morale had already dropped, were once again reduced in number, and the damage to their morale flags was close to the critical point of collapse.

"Fire arrows!! The fearful spearmen retreat, and the gloomy swordsmen take over the front and charge!"

Seeing that the enemy had finally entered the shooting range, the temporary commander decisively ordered his crossbowmen to fight back.

At this moment, they had already crossed half the distance.

Seeing this, Hemo did not dare to be careless, and quickly raised his lord's shield in front of him, and at the same time called on his men to raise their shields for defense, "Shield wall!"

The sound of thunderbolt strings was endless, and in an instant, hundreds of powerful crossbow arrows swooped down like falcons landing, hitting the shields of the infantrymen, making a heavy "dang-dang-dang" sound.

It's a pity that the Black Rui Crossbowman succeeded and the Black Rui Crossbowman failed.

Even under the protection of the shield wall, more than thirty people were still shot to death by the opponent's repeating crossbows. Hermer's body ached.

These are all his personal guards.

At this moment, an idea came to Hemer's mind: to build a super powerful long-range force, and to defeat the opposing long-range force before they could engage in close combat.

The ideal unit in his mind is the Thunderbolt Devils. An elite unit unique to the dark elves.

When he takes over Iron Thorn Town, even if he sells iron, he will have to come out in batches!

"Brothers, follow me and shoot down the opponent!!" After a wave of heavy bleeding, Hemo was also angry. He jumped off the dark horse and picked up the repeating crossbow of a corpse on the ground. He aimed at the enemy and raised his hand to pull the trigger.

The patter of crossbow bolts crisscrossed the two camps like a waterfall, and the scene was chaotic. People would be penetrated by the crossbow bolts with every salvo. Life was so fragile at this moment. The killing nature of the dark elves was stimulated as more and more casualties were suffered, and the killing attainment bars of both sides in the Warhammer panel were growing rapidly.

After losing nearly a hundred men, Neros's remnant army finally ran into Hemer's forward army: a steel defense line composed of two full-number shield-bearing Dread Spearmen.

"Scatter them!! Ironthorn Town is ours! Come on, warriors, let us bathe in the glory of Kane!" the temporary commander roared, pulling out the arrows nailed to his armor and leading the charge. .

Although the gloomy swordsmen behind him were all disappointed, their ferocity became more intense, and they braved the rain of arrows and charged into the spear array with their big shields in hand.

Seeing the approaching gloomy swordsmen, the adrenaline-filled Helmer had no fear at all. He calmly drew out the long sword from his waist, held the lord's shield and came to the front line to fight the fearful spearmen. Fight side by side.

"Brave warriors! Let us live and die together today, laugh and drink the enemy's blood!! In the name of Phoenix King Malekith!"

Hemer shouted to encourage the surrounding warriors.

"Never back down!!"

Seeing the lords standing in front of the array in person, the infantrymen were even more excited to fight.

"Don't be afraid! Charge me! Only by killing the opponent will we have a way to survive!"

Seeing the steel shield wall formed by Hemer and his men, Neros' temporary commander took the lead and charged in with his sword.

The roommates were at war with each other, and extremely brutal hand-to-hand combat unfolded in this frozen wasteland.

The sound of shields clashing with each other, the whistling of arrows, the clashing of swords, the hoarse shouts of killing and the repeated screams disturbed the hearing, the psychedelic color of death magic, the high splash of scarlet blood, and the crowds of people. Various armors cluttered the field of vision. The shadow of death gnaws at every battlefield, mourning is heard everywhere, and bones are exposed in the wild!

No one is completely safe on the battlefield.

"Oh!"

A gloomy swordsman of the Neros army raised his sword and slashed the shield of the fearful spearman, and then was stabbed through the chest by the spear thrust out by the opponent, killing him on the spot.

A swordsman placed his sword and shield on his opponent's neck, and then pulled hard.

Pfft! !

The entire head and helmet rolled to the ground, and blood gushed out from the broken neck like a spring.

The earth trembled, rumbled, and trembled. The sorceress released the forbidden dark magic to her heart's content, tearing apart flesh, flesh, and soul. Everything in her path was minced meat!

Hemer held a sword and shield and fought with several attacking enemies.

Seeing his comrades around him fall down one after another with their heads missing, Helmer was filled with rage and chopped down several enemy soldiers in a row, with blood splattering all over his face.

On the other side, Elladen was focused on by the enemy, and dozens of Dreadspearmen surrounded it.

She waved her staff and summoned a strong wind, flying several meters away from the trash who dared to get close to her. Those people's livers and gallbladders were shattered, they vomited blood, struggled for a few times, and could no longer stand. Woke up.

Eladen raised his staff and showed a charming and chilling smile: "Hahahahaha. Run away while you still have your lives!"

A whispered curse sounded. Jet-black wings spread over the heads of Hemo and others, falling like snowflakes on the warriors; soon, Hemo and others were covered with a thick layer of black mist. In the Neros army, they As ferocious as a demon emerging from the abyss.

"The incarnation of the fear knight!" Helmer and the temporary commander shouted at the same time.

An aura of fear surrounds the mage's allies, and only the bravest among enemies dare to face this horror!

This death magic will give the friendly forces the characteristics of terror and fear. The former can cause the enemy to flee in a short time, while the latter will greatly reduce the enemy's leadership.

On the battlefield, leadership is especially critical. Once leadership declines, not only will it be extremely difficult for troops to cooperate, but it will also trigger a chain reaction of defeat.

"It's...the devil! We failed, run away!!"

"Kane didn't look after us! We're going to lose. Get out!"

As soon as the incarnation of the Dread Knight was released, the Sad Swordsmen group at the forefront of the Neros Army quickly collapsed and fled for their lives.

The vacated defense line of the Neros Army was quickly occupied by the Dread Spearmen of the Hemer Army, and then formed a siege.

More importantly, once there are deserters, it will trigger more chain reactions.

At this moment, the temporary commander personally beheaded a deserter to supervise the battle, and finally stabilized the situation.

But their decline can no longer be concealed.

The Hemer troops rushed forward in a steady stream, seemingly without end. They were like two millstones sandwiching the remnants of Neros' army and crushing them cruelly.

Just at this time, the special effect of Killing Achievement was triggered.

The Hemer Army received the increase in combat power from Kane first, and its momentum surged again.

"Give the signal, and the flanking troops will surround them! Reserve the Swordsmen team to charge!" Hemo seized the opportunity and mobilized the Anlan Swordsman reserve team who had been restless in the rear to charge.

At the same time, the black sharp crossbowmen behind him fired signal arrows that illuminated the battlefield.

The cry of killing came from the other side of the battlefield. It turned out that it was the Anlan Swordsmen regiment that Hemer had previously ambushed as a surprise attack force. Under the heavy pressure, the thin front of the Neros army was crumbling, and it was possible for the whole line to be defeated at any time!

"Not one can escape!"

Helmer wiped the blood from his eyes and sneered.

The temporary commander saw that his side line was defeated and a group of gloomy swordsmen suddenly appeared from the side. He immediately realized that this battle was going to be lost.

Seeing the bodyguards around him who were close friends kept falling, the temporary commander's heart was almost broken. He chopped down a fear spearman and grabbed the opponent's head, letting out a desperate cry.

"No, there is still a chance in this battle!"

The temporary commander's bloodshot eyes were staring at Hemer who was fighting in the distance. As long as this lord was dealt with, this battle might not be without a turn!

"Brothers, come with me, success or failure depends on this!!"

Gathering as many dozens of remnant troops as possible around him, the temporary commander who was determined to die held a long sword in his hand and led his men towards Hemo's position like a tiger descending a mountain.

"They want to jump over the wall! Protect the lord!"

The roars of the surrounding soldiers drew Hemer's attention back, "Well done, shoot them to death!"

Of course, Hemo would not be stupid enough to fight against a group of lunatics seeking death. He immediately made a move and ordered the arriving black-sharp crossbowmen to shoot at the commander.

Whoosh whoosh! !

The sound of the crossbow was like thunder, and dozens of crossbow arrows were fired at once, turning the commander and his cronies into hedgehogs.

When he was dying, the commander pointed at Hemmer viciously, vomiting blood, as if he wanted to curse him, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and he died of hatred.

The remnants of Neros's army had been completely defeated, and the commander died on the battlefield. In an instant, they were dead and surrendered.

This fight between the same chambers ended in a bloody battle between the Hemo army and their victory.

The battlefield was filled with blood. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and large pieces of rotten meat were scattered everywhere, giving off the pungent smell of blood.

The slowly falling snowflakes covered the bones, like a grand funeral.

Helmer silently watched the soldiers cheering loudly. Only now did he realize the multiple meanings behind the victory of one general and the death of thousands of bones.

The dead are gone, the living are like this.

This battle is not meaningless. Only by staying alive can Hemer make the dark elves make changes.

This kind of roommate fighting will never happen again.

"Treat the wounded first and dispose of the bodies properly so as not to cause disease." Hemer commanded his men to start cleaning up the battlefield. And Eliden led a team of Dread Spearmen to capture the defeated troops who were fleeing in all directions.

Under the orderly command of the two men, the army launched a series of post-war processing tasks.

They treat the wounded, regardless of whether they are friendly or enemy, and throw the bodies into the magma for incineration. Although it is somewhat inhumane, it is also the most effective method at present.

Hemer did not choose to execute the more than 200 prisoners captured by Eladen, but instead detained them first and followed the army into Iron Thorn Town.

Seeing the vast mountains in the background and the brightly lit town under the heavy snow, Helmer had never been so happy.

This is his town and his first home base in Warhammer.

The future is just around the corner.