vrcanaries Chapter 468 Modern Warfare
Chapter 468 Modern Warfare
The oak tree is a plant with a long lifespan and a huge size.
Most druids believe that this is a totem left behind by the natural gods on the main material plane.
The emblem of the once orthodox Druid god Obae-Hai was an oak tree that blocked out the sun.
The size of this plant is far larger than that of other creatures. Even the tallest frost giant is just a tiny thing in front of an adult oak tree.
Xiuman craned his neck with great effort, but the treetops in front of him were so dense that he could not see the top of the treetops even if he tried his best to tilt his head upwards.
"This... this, this... this is too..."
For a moment, Xiuman couldn't find a suitable adjective to express the shock in his heart.
As an unpopular spellcasting profession, Xiuman, as a sorcerer, has combat capabilities far superior to other spellcasters of the same rank.
Fast spell casting, pure energy impact, flexible spell effects, and melee capabilities that are not inferior to those of warriors of the same level...
Xiuman once believed that the sorcerer was the most powerful profession in the plane, without a doubt.
But when he saw the giant in front of him, his self-confidence instantly plummeted.
Being able to awaken such a terrifying summon, how can other professionals fight...
Jump to the treetop and use a big blade to shave the hair of this towering tree...
"Judging from its size, this giant tree man will require at least a hundred - no, I'm afraid it will take two hundred soldiers to deal with it."
Although he was surprised, Xuman still gave his opinion very pertinently, with excitement in his eyes.
"There are still about forty druids in the far reaches of the elves. If we can form a giant army of treemen..."
"Ahem... ah... uh..."
Ivan interrupted Xiuman's fantasy and waved his hand awkwardly.
"How should I put it... I did improve the spell, but for some reason, only Lian and Xiling learned it..."
"Clam?!"
The young city lord suddenly turned around and almost threw the floral stand-up collar on his neck off.
“You scared me… Xiuman, please don’t be so excited.
Come on, let me tell you what it looks like when these behemoths are loaded with mortars and homing missiles...
You can also bring a group of drones to escort and patrol...
I will show you what real modern warfare is like..."
Ivan hooked his arm around Xiuman's shoulder and walked away together.
The awakened tree man tilted his crown, not quite understanding why this person woke him up and then left him there.
Its branches made a teeth-grinding friction sound, and it re-rooted itself in the soil and fell into a nap.
Watching the two humans walking away, Labelas looked at Rillifane next to him with a strange expression.
"Did you discover it?"
The old skeleton rubbed the non-existent dust on his finger bones, and the soul fire in his eye sockets fluttered aimlessly a few times.
"The power of faith... This kid inadvertently gave his magic to his believers..."
Labelas picked up the chewy potato in his hand and looked at Lian who was running away after Ivan, his expression somewhat bored.
"Sure enough, Corellon left the power of the creator to this little guy...
No - doesn't this mean that this guy Alvin has believers?
Aren't those two the daughters of Eilistraee?"
……
The 50,000-strong army of the Kingdom's Knights is stationed in the plain area northeast of Huiyao City.
A little further ahead is the south bank of the Miral River. According to the order given by the Fourth Knight Leon before he left, the army was not allowed to cross the Miral River until the vanguard troops had discovered the enemy situation.
But for several days, there was still no news from Knight Lyon, who was the first to break into the Haze Forest.
Several centurions in charge of the rear guard gathered in the marching tent, drinking beer together and chatting about obscure topics.
They are using this method to deal with their inner anxiety.
"Those bastards recruited from Huiyao City are too restless.
Every time my supervisory team passed by, they pretended to be honest;
After the supervision team left, they just sat there lazily and unruly..."
A middle-aged man with several hideous scars on his face untied the wrist guard of his armor and angrily slammed it on the long table in the tent.
"What's that? I heard that there were a few half-elves in the baggage train, but for some reason they all disappeared last night...
These ungrateful, dirty bastards..."
"Those cowardly fellows must have gone into the forest to look for their ancestors.
I heard that Scott led a group of cavalry to attack the Breath of the Moon Sea in the east. I don’t know how many of those black women were beaten to death by Scott…”
“That’s hard to say. The dark elves have always been known for their bloodiness and brutality.
Maybe Scott will be bitten by those black guys while he’s doing his job—”
"Report! Something bad has happened!"
A young soldier rushed in rashly.
The centurion, whose speech was interrupted, snorted coldly, stared at the intruding soldier with a grim expression, and slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table.
"You'd better tell me some bad news, otherwise I don't mind telling you one..."
As he spoke, he reached for the long sword at his waist.
The young soldier shuddered.
He had been serving in the Kingdom's Knights for two years and had a deep understanding of the bad personalities of these centurions.
Especially this handsome but extremely cold adult...
"Master Ts, Tsile... our scouts found a large number of corpses on the other side of the Miral River.
The vanguard cavalry led by Knight Lyon himself...was completely wiped out..."
With a bang, an iron cup filled with beer hit the young soldier's head hard, and the pungent beer splashed all over him.
"impossible!"
The scarred centurion stood up with a roar, walked up to the soldier, and grabbed the armor buckle on the soldier's chest with one big hand.
“The strength of the Fourth Knight is so great that even a legendary wizard cannot defeat him!
How could that cavalry be completely wiped out? "
The centurion, who had just been groping for the sword at his waist, was extremely calm.
He put his palm on the hilt of the sword, walked over to Scarface and pulled his irritable colleague.
"Listen to him.
Soldier, is there any news about the fourth knight, Leon?"
The young soldier's gaze rested on the centurion's hilt and he swallowed nervously.
"No, no, sir..."
His voice trembled violently, and he was worried that he might accidentally bring bad luck to the centurion.
"What about the scouts heading to the east? Any new information?"
“No, sir.
There was no sign of the other cavalry, and our scouts did not cross the river and land on the Breath of the Moon Sea.
But there is no blood on the river bank, maybe the cavalry has already attacked the underground dark elf city..."
"very good.
Go away, soldier, and let us know when you have more information."
After driving away the soldier, the two centurions returned to the long table in the middle of the tent.
"It looks like the situation is not good, old friends..."