18th century total war

Chapter 405 Three Great Clans of Elves
"All the artillery is aimed at the stone man walking in the front in the center of the battlefield, smash one for me first, don't spread the firepower!"

Following General Edward's order, the well-trained Red Shirts quickly adjusted their firing angles.

The number of attacking elf mountaintop giants is small. In order to allow these mountaintop giants to perform to their full potential, each mountaintop giant is spread out widely.

In fact, among the three major armies that are the vanguard of the elves' attack, the smallest tree demon is much larger than a human, and there is no dense formation at all.

At least from a human perspective, the distance between different enemies is not small.

The gigantic giant on the top of the mountain is carrying a thick tree trunk that is only shorter than their height, and every step they step on can create a pond!
The sudden concentration of artillery fire immediately shattered large pieces of rubble in the chest and legs of the mountaintop giant walking at the front.

Many of the dryads next to the giant on the top of the mountain were hit by the splashing gravel, and with the sound of tree trunks snapping, they turned into dead trees...

Obviously, these tree monsters spawned with the water of life are not as tenacious as they seem.

The giant on the top of the mountain felt no pain, but the grenades that landed on him one after another blasted holes in his huge body. The force caused by the explosion of the shells forced the giant on the top of the mountain to step back, and the body composed of the entire boulder began to It wobbled, as if it would be bombarded by a bomb in the next second.

The lethal effect of the artillery greatly encouraged the Red Shirt soldiers in the trenches. They held up the Charles III rifles in their hands, shook their white helmets, and vented their fear of facing huge aliens.

However, the Red Shirt Army does not have many artillery pieces. Except for the breech-loading cannon purchased from the Europa Empire at a high price, the shells of other front-loading smoothbore cannons are difficult to cause effective damage to the enemy, and even the probability of killing the tree demon is very small. .

The artillery of the Red Shirt Army contained the attack of a mountaintop giant, but allowed other mountaintop giants and ancient war trees to stride forward unscrupulously.

Even as the distance between the two sides narrowed, the smooth-bore guns and mortars of the red shirts joined the bombardment one after another, but they still couldn't stop the attack tide of those behemoths.

Da Da Da~
The dull hand-cranked Gatling gun began to discard the shells rhythmically, and soon suppressed the shooting sound of the Charles III bolt-action rifle.

Dozens of hand-cranked Gatling machine guns formed a not-so-dense firepower network on the battlefield.

The tree demon in the lead tried its best to stretch its legs made of coiled roots, and the thicker branches on its body were all gathered together strangely, forming a human-like arm.

On the trunk in the center, there are two smaller holes and a big mouth, which looks like a face growing in the middle of the trunk, very ugly.

In the two smaller holes, there is still a faint green light, providing the tree demon with a visual distinction.

The Big Mouth pothole below kept emitting ear-piercing screams. Compared with the Ancient War Tree, this tree demon is so ugly!

A hand-cranked Gatling machine gun aimed at the Dryad rushing to the front from a distance, and the bullets fired past the Dryad's mouth pit, setting off a piece of bark debris, followed by a click With a crisp sound, the tree demon was swinging forward, and the wound was torn open, and the entire trunk was broken in two...

The hand-cranked Gatling machine gun easily killed the dryad, which greatly boosted the confidence of the machine gunners of the Red Shirts. They soon discovered that these ugly and distorted trees that could walk on their own were not as good as the big trees in front of their houses. solid.

However, compared to the hand-cranked Gatling's repeated gains, those ordinary red shirt soldiers with bolt-action rifles in their hands found in despair that no matter how many bullets they shot into the dryad's body, it was difficult to deal with it. Deals fatal damage.

Moreover, these dryads do not feel pain (they are not complete living beings), and the bullets are useless except for setting off a piece of bark.

"Oh my God!
The gun in my hand hit those ugly big trees, it didn't work at all!

Shall I use a bayonet to peel the bark?
Those trees that can run seem much stronger than me..."

"Damn, change the grenade, the bullets have no effect on them, unless they shoot their torso like a machine gun."

"Mom, I want to get out of here, I don't want to die..."

"Almighty God, why did you send such a terrible monster to the world..."

In the trenches, after realizing that the rifle in their hands was similar to a fire stick, despair spread rapidly, and even the officers could not appease their emotions.

The results of dozens of hand-cranked Gatling machine guns and those poorly-accurate smoothbore guns and mortars were not enough to restore the morale of tens of thousands of red shirt infantry!
When the tree demons used unimaginable power to easily break through or even lift off the barbed wire fence in front of the trench, the red shirt soldiers in the trench became more and more desperate.

They held a few wooden-handled grenades tightly in their hands, stared at the monster charging up, and swept towards the officers around and behind them from time to time.

If these red shirt soldiers were not told that the monster in front of them would not accept prisoners and that surrender was tantamount to death, perhaps the red shirt soldiers would have succumbed long ago.

"For the King of Canada, for humanity, throw a grenade!"

The officers of the Red Shirts let out a final roar, and pieces of grenades with wooden handles were thrown into the group of dryads.

The air wave of the explosion quickly enveloped the first batch of dryads rushing up. The dryad's dead wood-like defense was obviously unable to defend against the close-range explosion of these wooden handle grenades. One by one the dryads were approaching the enemy's trenches. When I was there, I was overturned by the blast wave, and I couldn't get up again...

And sporadically, the Dryad rushed out of the dust of the explosion, and soon encountered a group of Red Shirt soldiers holding simple Molotov cocktails.

This is the weapon used by the Ottawa government to deal with the cannon fodder of the Elf Dryad!

After igniting the Molotov cocktail, with a light wave, the creaking sound of the dryad being burned instantly resounded throughout the trench.

The desperate Red Shirt soldiers found out that the crude Molotov cocktails in their hands were more effective than the hand grenades, immediately threw away the obstructing rifles in their hands, and excitedly picked up the well-stocked Molotov cocktails and threw them at the dryads.

The Dryad Pioneer's offensive came to a halt!
Until, a black shadow projected by a giant foot in the sky enveloped the heads of the Red Shirt soldiers in the trench.

The red shirt soldier holding a Molotov cocktail in his hand instinctively looked up after realizing that the sun was being blocked, and the depths of his eyes were quickly filled with deep despair.

"Ruined……"

The Molotov cocktail in the hand of a Red Shirt soldier fell to the ground with a thud, and the whole person became numb and stiff. The next moment, the giant feet of Qingtian fell down, and in the eyes of the giant on the top of the mountain, it was just a red shirt with a long strip of dirt. The army trench was immediately flattened into a huge pit the size of a pond!

The Molotov cocktails, which are invincible in killing the dryad, smashed on the giant stone feet of the giant on the top of the mountain in no particular order, leaving only small flames like a joke...

Then, the giant on the top of the mountain roared, raised the trunk of the huge tree in his hands with both hands, and slammed it hard on the densely packed red figures in the trenches beside him.

When the trunk was raised again, it was covered with grotesque human flesh and parts...

Sparse human blood was left from the trunk of the thick giant tree, and was smashed into another trench by the giant on the top of the mountain...

Those machine gun positions occupying the high points immediately became the key attack targets of the giants on the top of the mountain. As long as the giants on the top of the mountain waved the trunk of a giant tree and smashed it, the entire high point would be sunken!
To the Red Shirts, the giants on the top of the mountain are as helpless as the human beings in the comics facing the attacking giants!
Unsurprisingly, after the giants broke through the entire trench defense line, the red shirt soldiers collapsed...

So far, the dozens of breech-loading guns that have hit the firepower have only knocked down a giant on the top of the mountain, and have not completely killed it!

Because the fallen mountaintop giant was difficult to target, the artillery shifted its target.

Thousands of Red Shirts broke out, lost almost all their weapons and ammunition, frantically escaped from the trenches, and fled towards the rear.

And the Ancient War Tree, which had been following slowly, suddenly stretched out its five fingers made of twisted branches, grabbed a handful of tree demons on the ground, and hurled them towards them fiercely.

One by one, the dryads crossed the beautiful parabola and fell to the ground fiercely. Many unlucky dryads were even crushed at the bottom. When they landed, they turned into broken branches and were crushed to death by their own people. up...

Even though the Dryad who fell on the ground didn't feel any pain, after such a parabolic toss, he still swayed a little out of balance.

But they quickly cast their green eyes on the surrounding enemies.

The place where the Ancient War Tree projected happened to be the artillery position of the Red Shirt Army.

The weak artillery could not resist even one or two dryads, and they were not even equipped with Molotov cocktails.

As a result, the ancient war tree casually threw a few shots, and the most lethal breech-loading artillery position of the Red Shirt Army was captured by the tree demon, and the huge breech-loading gun was overturned by the ignorant tree demon!
When the dryad was raging on the artillery position, an artillery officer resolutely ignited the grenades piled up on the artillery position, triggering a series of martyrdom explosions, turning the entire artillery position and the raging dryad above into ashes... …

In the Red Shirt Army of the Kingdom of Canada, there are still many martyrs who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country.

It's a pity that the sacrifice of the martyrs is not enough to save the overall situation, and the military power gap between the two sides is too great.

After the trench defense line was breached, a cry suddenly sounded from behind the elves, and the huge two-headed flying monster Chimera slowly lifted into the air and flew towards the depths of the position outside Ottawa.

The initial attack by the three major arms was just a test by the elves.

When the elves discovered that the human army in the New World was nothing more than this, they naturally had no reservations.

Soon, the Chimera crossed over the own troops who were massacring humans below, flew to the relatively complete trench defense line behind, and pointed out the poisonous liquid towards the little man in the trench wearing a red military uniform!
The other head spouts flames that can burn steel!

Two heads are responsible for one direction, two-pronged approach, no one can get close to this terrible Chimera!
Chimera is an enemy that even the dragon knights of the Arigado Empire have a headache for!

The elves, who are unwilling to make progress and are stuck in their own way, can maintain a strong position in the war-torn Macabaka continent, which is inseparable from the terrifying combat power of the Chimera.

Behind the Chimera, groups of elf archers riding hippogryphs, wearing leaf suits that can only cover three points, followed behind the Chimera and used their archery skills far surpassing that of humans to shoot down the collapsed human soldiers below. Kill one by one.

The elves have no textile industry, and the elves who are close to nature have no sense of shame, so no matter whether they are male or female, the elves only use "clothes" composed of gorgeous branches and leaves to cover their vital parts , all other skin is exposed.

The invulnerable body of the elves is enough to ensure that they will not suffer from ridiculous diseases such as colds...

The people riding on the hippogryphs are all the fighting tribe of the elves - the night elves!
They have dark purple skin all over their bodies, which can help them hide themselves well in the dark.

At the same time, night elves are born with night vision, even in the dark night, the night elves' combat effectiveness will not be affected.

The CCP of the elves is divided into three major groups, which coexist harmoniously under the leadership of the World Tree.

The night elves are mainly responsible for war and conquest. The high elves are in the dominant position of the elves, but they rarely step into the battlefield. Their main duty is to serve the world tree.

Holds a high religious status among the elves.

The priests of the elves are all from high elves.

The high elves are also the closest group to the World Tree. The World Tree bestowed upon them a flawless body, making them the most beautiful of the three major groups of elves.

Moreover, all high elves are not born from natural mating. They are the children of the World Tree, and they are all female!
The world tree is very partial to women, which is also the fundamental reason why the elves are a matriarchal society.

On the continent of Makabaka, races that are hostile to the elves will insult World Tree as a pervert, immersed in the service of the most beautiful high elf women in the world...

As a matter of course, the number of high elves who do not produce and fight is the least among the elves.

In addition to the high elves and night elves, the wood elves are located at the bottom of the elves and are responsible for logistics production and all labor.

Their status is the lowest, and they are also the ugliest in appearance. Because the wood elves have green skin, even human nobles find it difficult to accept the wood elves.

Moreover, compared to the tall and exaggerated figures of high elves and night elves, wood elves are generally short in stature, like human girls, and most of them are at the airport level. Except for pedophile humans, it is difficult to arouse the desire of human men.

In fact, among the elves raised by the Arigado Empire, night elves are the main ones, wood elves are rare, and high elves are priceless!

High elves are the most perfect spouses in the eyes of human males, not one of them!

(End of this chapter)