Chapter 1258: Lightning fast

The warriors of the elves are not as brutal and rely on team discipline as the orcs. Their more proud way of fighting is to fight separately, using terrain to defeat their opponents one by one.

Of course, this tactic is only used when fighting against opponents like Mozu that may be evenly matched.

Now, what stands in front of the warriors of these elves are the indigenous people on Planet 2 who can't use magic at all...

Ever since, when these elven warriors entered the battlefield and began to attack, they made their opponents feel deeply desperate.

Those soldiers of the Rock Empire who stood opposite them saw that there were only a few dozen enemies rushing towards them, they thought that their opportunity had come.

Without battle formations, without shields, these charging elven warriors, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Rock Empire, are here to give away their heads.

As a result, they shoulder to shoulder, holding shields, and holding spears, ready to wait for the elven warriors who have thrown themselves into the net to rush up and hit the tip of the gun.

However, as the distance approached, the warriors of the elves began their performances.

With a wave of the leading female warrior of the Elf race, the long sword was entwined with terrifying lightning magic. The light on the long sword was dazzling, and the lightning extended the attack distance of the long sword, and it also had a lethal sharpness attribute.

This is not a good frontal steel gun, this is a naked plug-in! The soldiers of the Rock Empire who were thinking about colliding with each other just now were caught off guard by the dazzling magic.

After saying that everyone is a two-dimensional element, what is going on with your three-dimensional strike? Young people don’t speak martial arts!

Just when the soldiers of the Rock Empire hadn't finished complaining about the enemies in front of them, their phalanx was split by the elves' troops.

Yes, it's split...It's split in the real sense. Those sharp electric currents, like a living snake, throbbed in the crowd, like a whip, scorching all the targets passing by.

This was crushing in the true sense, a square formation of 2,000 people, facing the attack of 50 magicians, was easily defeated.

Hundreds of people instantly turned into a scorched state, even if they were immortal, they could only fall to the ground and twitch and groan.

The remaining soldiers were so frightened that they turned and fled backwards. Even their commanders had forgotten to suppress these collapsed soldiers, but followed them and ran backwards.

Just kidding, you let us attack the monsters, everyone may not be so desperate. Who has the courage to let mortals face the sky thunder?

Much faster than the slow crush of the orcs? The magician's attack speed is faster. These elves are flying on the ground? It's not that they can't fly? It's because they are deliberately controlling their attack speed.

If he flew up and used magic like a bomber in the sky, the loss of the opponent would not be what it is now.

What they want is to defeat the enemy according to the predetermined plan, not to keep these tens of thousands of people here-although they have this ability, they can't do it.

"Is there anything wrong? Isn't this retreating? Are your commanders crazy?" Marvin looked at the battlefield had become a massacre, looked at Luman next to Luman? asked.

To be honest, as a magician, didn’t he have never seen a mortal army fight deadly? There are examples of battles with his courage and magic, but such battles are rare? Or is he used to the mortal empire in the magical world? Only under the premise of the existence of a magician can there be determination and perseverance to persist.

However, on the Hope 2 planet, which has not fully experienced magic, such persistence? It seems a bit too hard, or it is very precious.

Luhmann has a bitter expression on his face? He didn't think for a while? Why did his country's army have been beaten into this state, and he insisted on fighting.

In the next moment, he finally realized the key to the problem-Commander Fokker of the Rock Empire? At this moment, he may have lost effective control of the entire army.

After all, Fokker does not have an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft hovering over the battlefield to watch the battle, nor does it have a battlefield control system that can communicate with all commanders immediately.

So he hurriedly spoke and explained: "...Our messenger cavalry needs time to pass the order to all the commanders of the phalanx..."

"The backward world." Marvin shook his head, then grabbed the radio walkie-talkie at hand: "Harold! Harold!"

"I'm Harrod! Sir, what do you want? Repeat! Sir, what do you want!" There was hardly any interference, and Harrod's clear voice came from the intercom.

"Is there a way for the opposing commander to give an order to retreat?" Marvin asked, pressing the call button.

"We have drones to remind each other that we have found their headquarters." Harold replied.

"Then hit a little too far and warn the opponent that they have entered our range!" Marvin thought for a while and decided to give the order more clearly. He didn't dare to say anything "to create some trouble for the other party" casually, because of such an order, maybe Harold would accidentally give the other party's command to a pot.

Harrod also heard Marvin's meaning, and comforted: "Don't worry! I will let the drones avoid important targets!"

Loosing the communicator on his ears, Harold looked at a non-commissioned officer next to him, and ordered: "Fly the unmanned attack aircraft group! Avoid the command position of the opponent that was just found out, and strike the surrounding area! "

The non-commissioned officer nodded slightly, then raised his arm, and started to operate on the flat plate tied to his arm.

The roof of a heavy armored vehicle without a turret began to slowly tilt to the sides as the hydraulic lever was lifted.

Then, one unmanned reconnaissance aircraft one after another was pushed into the sky by the rocket booster just like a rocket launcher.

And just as these rocket boosters flew into the sky against the drone, Fokker had already seen the defeat of his own infantry phalanx.

He couldn't believe his eyes, because he saw with his own eyes that the enemy phalanx with only about 2,000 people had already penetrated his two 2,000-person phalanx!

If you count the phalanx that is now collapsing, there are already three large phalanxes of 2,000 people who were destroyed by the enemy's hollow phalanx!