Green Monster Epic

Emboldened, the elven army pressed their advantage, with the main force continuing to pursue the drow legions south.

The two sides repeatedly staged scenes of tail-biting, counter-attacks, and strategic retreats. Although the drow had reserved strongholds and castles in the territories they controlled along the way, offering limited assistance, these rudimentary defenses were of little use against the fierce elven pursuit.

Seeing that this pursuit would inevitably lead to the drow army's defeat, and with the light of victory beckoning, Besim inexplicably felt a sense of unreality.

The drow were the elves' age-old enemies of tens of thousands of years. Their combat prowess shouldn't have deteriorated to this extent. Even though the elven army was only attacking the drow's surface-dwelling branch, their overall strength and quality were significantly different from what was recorded in history.

However, the reality of the situation made Besim's concerns seem superfluous. The drow had lost nearly ten thousand warriors along the way. If they were truly plotting something, wouldn't this be too high a price to pay?

Moreover, while there was a significant difference between a retreat and a rout, on the actual battlefield, preventing a retreat from turning into a rout was extremely difficult, and the risks involved were completely uncontrollable. Unless the drow commander was a fool, they wouldn't risk the lives of hundreds of thousands of drow soldiers.

"Tell Cohen to bite down on the rearguard of the Drow Legion no matter what!!"

Despite his doubts, the great temptation of the battlefield before him prevented Besim from pondering and being cautious. At this moment, he suppressed his distracting thoughts and loudly issued an order to the flying knights hovering in the sky.

The elves pursuing in the front clearly received Besim's order. The entire vanguard cavalry regiment had already broken away from the main force and began to charge forward, biting at the tail of the drow legion towards the horizon.

The drow rearguard had been vigilantly watching for pursuers behind them. Just as the elven commander had thought, it was not easy for them to withdraw their main force. Although they had mobilized early and given the warriors psychological preparation in advance, many uncontrollable problems still arose in actual operation.

Seeing the pursuers approaching, the drow also quickly responded. The drow spellcaster squad, riding on undulating mounts, began to chant. After a dozen breaths, magical halos rippled in front of them.

Whoosh!

The drow mages pointed their staffs behind them, and the formed magic shot backward, landing on the rugged road, instantly creating ravines and vines in the path.

"Scatter!!"

The elven cavalry commander shouted, and the arrow-shaped charging cavalry torrent split into two, bypassing the magical obstacles in front, and then rejoined to continue advancing.

咻咻咻！咻咻咻！

The drow archers did not forget to show their presence at this moment, even while running, their accuracy was not affected in any way, directly falling into the densely packed cavalry ranks.

A thick black fog also rose, quickly covering the road between the drow and the elves. However, at this moment, the elven spellcaster squad behind them also provided timely support, with gusts of wind tearing the fog, wrapping it up and scattering it into the sky and around.

Eventually, the thick fog turned into a thin mist, and when it was difficult to block the elven soldiers' sight, they suddenly found that the opponents they were chasing had stopped and quickly completed a defensive formation.

"Charge!"

"Kill!!"

At this time, it was impossible to turn back, and the elven cavalry commander had no intention of retreating at all.

The drow's defensive formation was obviously not yet stable. Wouldn't it be a waste of such a good opportunity if they didn't take advantage of the cavalry's powerful impact?

The elven commander Besim and several other colleagues behind him also saw the changes in front of them. Besim, whose heart sank, raised his head.

"Expand the reconnaissance range by ten miles, and report any abnormalities quickly!"

The dozen or so flying knights hovering in the sky received the order and quickly spread out, flying into the distance.

"Fran, Jacques, take your respective legions to meet the cavalry legion!"

Faced with the drow's sudden shift to defense, Besim could only adapt to the situation and make timely adjustments. At least, from the current situation, their elven army was the one with the advantage.

Two elven light infantry quickly moved forward, no longer maintaining a constant speed and stamina, breaking away from the pursuing elven army and quickly chasing after the cavalry that was about to engage the enemy several miles ahead.

At the same time, Besim leaped up, his figure rising directly to thousands of meters, and then looked down at the ground.

There were occasional hills and valleys undulating around, and there were also many tall trees and forests. If there was a premeditated attempt to hide an army, it didn't seem difficult.

However, as Besim's consciousness spread out, and through observing the surrounding animals and birds, he did not find any traces of the enemy hiding. The flying knights who were still flying and circling in the distance did not issue a warning at this time, perhaps it was just Besim himself being too suspicious.

Then, the elven commander looked back. Unknowingly, their army's formation had been stretched too long due to the pursuit, with a length of at least twenty miles from front to back.

Just as the drow had not expected the elves' determination to attack the city, the subsequent drow's active abandonment of the city defenses, leaving only tens of thousands of slave cannon fodder and vassals in the city to contain the elven siege army, creating an opportunity for their retreat, also exceeded the elven army's expectations.

At that time, the elven commanders only had the seemingly hasty retreating drow main force in their eyes, but ignored the control of their own army. Now, in addition to a part of the army continuing to stay in the city to clear the drow remnants, there were 300,000 troops following him in pursuit.

After roughly estimating the strength gap between his own army and the drow, Besim's uneasy heart finally calmed down. Even if there were any traps or other ambushes by the enemy, the existing army would not be in too much danger.

The elven cavalry commander took the lead, rushing to the front, and all the power of the major domains was fully displayed. The faces that resembled elves in his eyes were so clear, even the strands of hair floating across their cheeks could be seen clearly.

With a stern laugh at the corner of his mouth, the spurs inlaid on the tall boots gently kicked the unicorn's lower abdomen, and the cavalry commander shouted again: "For the kingdom!"

"Kill!"

The cavalrymen held their two-meter-long lances diagonally, pointing them at the drow team in front, who were also inserting the tails of their spears into the ground, with the spear tips facing the cavalry.

One hundred meters, fifty meters...

The soldiers on both sides couldn't help swallowing, their pupils shrinking into a ball, and even the air they exhaled seemed to become hot.

Thirty meters... Ten meters...

Just as the elven cavalry was about to charge into the drow ranks, and the lances in their hands were even about to reach the opponent's body, the cavalrymen at the front only felt their mounts step into the air, and then rolled over with their horses.

Boom! Boom...

Puff, puff...

A chasm five meters wide and seven or eight meters deep was finally revealed in broad daylight as the planks laid across it shattered.

What was originally just a small ditch, easily crossable by any warrior above level 7, became the most terrifying disaster for the charging elven cavalry.

The leading riders and their mounts plunged directly into the deep pit filled with sharp wooden stakes. The mounts, with their low intelligence, were almost certain to die, while the agile elven riders, even in heavy armor, could still adjust in time to save themselves.

But their struggles were in vain. More colleagues, unable to react in time or pushed forward by the dense ranks, rained down from above, filling the chasm to three or four-tenths of its capacity in a short time.

Some riders and their mounts managed to leap across the five-meter-wide chasm, only to crash headfirst into the forest of steel spears in front of the drow ranks, unable to resist and impaled by more than a dozen spears.

At the same time, the drow ranks in front actively opened up a path, and teams of drow light cavalry, consisting of mounts such as Komodo giant lizards and shadow leopards brought up from the underground, finally turned around and accelerated as they charged swiftly towards the elven army!

The elven cavalry commander roared. Although the enemy's small calculation had halted the momentum of their cavalry regiment, the elven cavalry were, after all, the elite of the army. After a slight disturbance, the cavalry behind them, still maintaining a high speed, once again split to both sides.

The drow cavalry passed through the passage left by their teammates and crashed headfirst into the nearly filled chasm. The soft pile of corpses had little impact on the giant lizards and shadow leopards with their thick claws and paws, and they continued to charge at an extremely fast speed towards the chaotic elven cavalry in front.

Swish swish swish!

Both sides' ranged archers and spellcasters were firing, providing more support for their teammates. Arrows filled the sky, mixed with the whistling sound of flashing magic, killing into the crowd, mostly disappearing without a trace, with only a few causing splashes of blood in the elven and drow ranks.

"Kill!"

Teams of drow sword dancers and dual-blade wielders leaped over the heads of the spear-wielding drow, chasing the backs of the cavalry in front, charging fiercely into the scattered cavalry, with flesh and blood flying as they moved among the mounts and figures.

The elven infantry, slower by a step, arrived late and blocked the drow cavalry's penetration of the elven cavalry, causing another scene of chaos.

The drow's sudden change of formation did cause the elven pursuers to suffer a small loss in the early stages of the battle. However, the elven army's strength was, after all, there. Although they lost the initiative, they were not afraid at all. The two ten-thousand-strong legions closely following behind used their flesh and blood to forcibly contain the drow cavalry's penetration tactics, trapping them in an endless sea of people, buying enough time for the elven comrades who were reinforcing from behind.

Of course, the drow army also reacted quickly. Following the gap torn open by the cavalry in front, countless drow infantry continued to widen the gap and advance forward, soon arriving around the drow cavalry trapped in the sea of people, and immediately launched a rescue, preventing the elven warriors from blocking their escape from the quagmire.

Various commands and bugle calls continued to sound, and the warriors on both sides constantly changed formations under these commands, adjusting the focus of attack and defense. The scene that should have appeared in the inner city of Coldwind Hold now appeared more than a day later in the wilderness nearly two hundred miles away from Coldwind Hold.

Besim reorganized the lagging officers in the rear and blew the horn of charge in the night. The elven legion, which was stronger and larger in strength and number than the drow legion, crushed towards the drow hidden in the dim starry night with a determined momentum.

Besim finally realized that the drow army's counterattack was timed very accurately, having prepared to launch a counterattack at dusk.

With the arrival of the night, the drow's rich experience and vision advantages accumulated from their long stay in the dark world were fully utilized, while the elves, although not greatly hindered by fighting in the dark, were still at a disadvantage compared to the drow.

More importantly, it was easier to hide the traces of the army in the dark, which was convenient for their march and attack, creating greater difficulties for the elven scouts who were sent out to monitor.

"Pass my order, send out two more companies of scouts to distribute within a ten-mile radius in the east and west directions!"

While leading the team to launch an attack, Besim continued to make arrangements, calmly and heavily, in response to his worries.

It was now impossible to retreat and shrink the army, and this wilderness battle was also a great opportunity for the elves. If they could severely damage the main force of the drow army here, then the difficulty of attacking Bonn City would naturally be reduced a lot.

Compared to siege warfare, wilderness battles at least leveled the advantages and disadvantages of both armies on the same starting line, which tested the strength of both armies and the command ability of the officers.

And in this regard, the elven commander Besim and his soldiers were full of confidence. The continuous training and exercises over the years were for this day. How could a mere drow branch that migrated to the surface be the opponent of the noble and powerful elves!

Clang! Clang clang clang!

Sparks flickered in the dark night, and the weapons wielded by countless warriors collided together, playing a symphony of war.

In the southern sky, an elf knight on a griffon stared intently into the dim forest. The griffon under his crotch tried to maintain its shape and used its superior sharp eagle eyes to look into the distance, sharing the responsibility for its master.

"Gah~ Gah~"

Suddenly, the griffon opened its mouth and made a harsh and unpleasant cry. The elf knight, who was overlooking, quickly leaned down beside the animal partner's head and carefully observed the direction the griffon's eyes were looking at.

Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

The shrill whistling sound came from afar. The griffon knight clamped his legs and stepped on the stirrups. The griffon tacitly retracted its wings and fell headfirst to the ground. Several arrows happened to pass through the position he had been in before.

Just as he was congratulating himself for escaping the attack, the elf knight suddenly felt a pain in his heart. At the same time, the griffon's bird head suddenly exploded. The man and the beast could no longer control their bodies and quickly fell to the ground.

Before he died, the elf knight tried his best to activate a magic firework he was holding tightly in his hand. As a spark dragged a long tail flame into the sky and exploded crisply, a cluster of fiery red fireworks appeared brightly in the dark night, and the elf knight closed his eyes with relief.