Chapter 162
Luca’s first reaction when he heard the news was impossible, but the expression on the face of the warrior who rushed over did not seem to be lying.
"This is true, not just me, everyone has seen it!" Probably noticing Luca's expression, the young elf hurriedly explained a few words, and the right hand pointed to the outside of the camp: "If you return Don’t believe me, just go and see for yourself-those ogre are really retreating!"
"No, that posture is like running away, I have never seen such a sight!"
The excitement of the elves is beyond the limit-it is not difficult to understand, they have been here for nearly a month, countless robes have died tragically under the big tree wall, almost numb and endless fighting , Finally saw the dawn of victory, how could it be that there was no emotion at all?
"Although I don't know what happened,...this should be good news, right?" The little wizard on the side saw the excited look of the elf and cheers from a distance. There is also a little looking towards Luca: "After all, they retreat, there will be no more casualties."
"It's hard to say."
facial expression grave Luca shook her head, there was no trace of joy on her face, and she was even more nervous than at first. If Ogre had been repelled or gradually collapsed, he could be a little more relieved now, but now the enemy was disintegrating for no reason, and he had to make the war dancer leader suspicious.
What really worries him is not the ogre retreat, but the emotions of the wizard warriors who are holding on to the front line-after so many days of fighting, seeing the monster suddenly retreating, it is hard to guarantee that they will not be able to think. What impulsive thing to do with fever!
The wizard warriors of the entire eastern forest have all gathered here, and they have suffered heavy casualties in the continuous fighting. Once you are surrounded by the ogre settlement like last time, how much power is left to defend the tree wall? !
"Which leader is in command now?!"
Without waiting for the other party to answer at all, Luca continued in an unquestionable tone: "No matter who it is, stay The next three teams of war dancers continued to defend against the tree wall, and the remaining elf warriors all retreated to the back line to rest. No one is allowed to cross the tree wall before I give the order!"
"Why?! "
"There is no why!" Luca, who has always been good-natured stared wide-eyed, roared and pushed the elf back: "This is my order, so it must be executed. Let all warriors come down and rest, immediately!" "
The young elf, who was frightened by Luca's sudden rage, took a half step back, then turned and left the camp a little unconvinced, but still obediently and honestly executed the order to let the war dancer leader more relaxed .
Although the reason is not clear, at least the enemy retreats gave them some time to rest, and it is somewhat fortunate. Luka, who is lost in thought, always has a hunch that these monsters are absolutely and Loren · Your Excellency Torino can't get rid of it.
Although it is just a premonition, if it is exactly what the human wizard said, then this moment is the moment when this invasion ends!
Ayn Rand glanced at Luca next to him unintentionally. With a serious expression, he clenched his fists so hard that his entire shoulders couldn't help shaking.
The heart of this war dancer leader is far less calm than what he showed.
………………The earth is shaking, and countless ogre rushes aimlessly in the settlement of the Evernight Forest, and the great momentum resounds throughout the valley. Countless monsters who fell to the ground before they could stand up, they were trampled into flesh by their compatriots.
The only difference is that at this time the ogre are not attacking, but retreating... Countless monsters are fleeing desperately, from the mountain pass or even the cliffs on both sides. Climbing, desperately wanting to leave the Yongyelin Valley.
Even their screams seemed to reveal the rout of stray dog, and the miserable wailing sounded one after another, completely devoid of the madness of at first's attack.
What is going on?
The war dancers with some trance consciousness stayed in place, panting or covering their wounds, motionless looking at the ogre that collapsed like a low tide in front of them. This was never in their memory. The scene of the past.
Even if they repelled Ogre's offenses in the past, these monsters never had the concept of "retreat", and even impossible to flee as desperate as they are now.
Could it be that...we won?
The elves who looked at each other in blank dismay looked at each other-in the empty Evernight Forest settlement, the expedition warrior who could still stand beside them, panting, only There are less than twenty left.
The rest were all sacrificed when Anduin ordered a counterattack, or were eaten by ogre, or stepped into meat sauce, or torn to pieces, or both There is no difference between...
It was just such a tragic result. Only a few defeated expedition teams trifling were left. In front of the tide of ogre, how could it be impossible to imagine that he had won.
What is this...
"Blindt, Jill, you two stay and continue to monitor these ogre!" The female elf's voice broke the short silence, trance The war dancers woke up, and subconsciously looked towards Liya who was still giving orders: "Leaves follow me!"
The female elves who have not finished speaking have already moved towards under the cloud crown tree The cave rushed away, and she was now full of only a single thought-what happened to the crow's mouth? !
There is still no movement in the cave under the cloud crown tree, and the incomparable weirdness exudes from the quiet darkness. Even if Ogre's attack was blocked and the surviving war dancers couldn't help but step back in front of the cave.
That is exactly the fear in the face of the unknown.
"Wait for me here." The female elf calmly opened the mouth and said to the war dancers behind her: "If I don't come back, I will rush back as soon as possible, and continue to stick to the big Tree wall."
"Liya?!"
An elf from the Morningstar Forest standing behind her immediately stopped her: "The Lord wizard said, let us Wait for him outside..."
"If he dies, everything we do will be in vain!" The female elf suddenly looked back, her tired eyes full of unwillingness: "Kono, Isuria, Anduin...all the sacrificed war dancers, their deaths will be meaningless!"
"More importantly...If this bastard died here, we owe him favor I can't pay it back anymore." Liya's voice became more and more subtle: "I promised him... promised that little wizard, to take this bastard back alive..."
" It's an honor for me..."
The same faint voice came from within cave, and the nodded female elf suddenly stared wide-eyed and looked up—in the pitch-black field of vision, suddenly there was another one. Some vague silhouette.
Loren limped out of the cave with his "Dragon Tooth", and the black feather eagle stood on his shoulder, looking languid.
Even so, it is much stronger than the current black hair wizard.
Deep dark circles, the exposed blue veins are still jumping and jumping, the hands holding the "dragon teeth" are still trembling, every step seems to be experiencing a huge torture, Even if you fall on the spot in the next second, there will not be any accidents.
But even so, Loren’s face is still full of smiles, the bloodshot eyes are still shining, and the trembling footsteps make people feel the incomparable calmness, not like a moment. The dying person who will fall.
The dazzling sunlight outside the cave made Loren's vision a bit dizzy after he had adapted to the darkness, but he could still clearly see the silhouettes of those standing outside the cave waiting for him and welcoming him.
From the expedition team of nearly a hundred people when they set off, only a few people who can be counted on one's fingers are still standing in front of him... Nevertheless, the moment they saw the silhouette of the female elf , Loren can still feel relaxed in his heart.
At least she is still alive, not... Liya's bones in the dream, those gray pupils flashed through Loren's mind.
"Did we...win?"
At the moment when she saw the black hair wizard, Liya found that she could not say a word at all, and stood blankly. On the spot, his lips trembled slightly.
"We won."
With a smile, Loren threw himself into the arms of the female elf.
This can be considered, Warm Countryside, right?