Outrageous! I started as the Elf King!

Chapter 43 A War of Decisive Victory!

"Damn it! Elder Muza has been killed!"

"These nature spirits are nothing like the kind people are rumored to be!"

"Chieftain, what should we do?"

Chaos reigned on the city walls.

Putting everything else aside, their tribe's elder, Muza, was also a seventh-tier professional, yet he was shot dead by a spear without even having a chance to scream.

This astonishing scene terrified the lizardmen on the city wall.

Even the elders couldn't withstand a single spear thrust, let alone them.

"What else can we do?"

"Counterattack! Give us a fierce counterattack!"

"So what if they're elves? This era no longer belongs to elves!"

The old lizardman chieftain roared angrily.

But at that moment, a dense series of whooshing sounds came from afar.

The group of lizardmen looked up and saw countless arrows, glowing with magical power, flying towards them.

Although it didn't have an overwhelming effect, it still sent chills down the spines of the lizardmen present.

Well known.

The Elf Archer is known as one of the world's top archers.

"defense!!"

A lizardman elder screamed.

Upon hearing the sound, the other lizardmen also realized what was happening.

Some hid directly behind the parapet.

Some carried wooden shields to protect themselves.

A few of the lizardmen present were mages, and they did not hesitate to cast magic shields on themselves. Some even cast defensive magic on top of their magic shields, such as earth shields or ice walls.

The old lizardman chieftain was a warrior.

He didn't have many means of defense, so he hid behind the parapet.

The parapet is about 1.7 meters high and 50 centimeters thick. It is made of extremely hard bluestone and is strong enough to withstand ordinary arrow attacks.

Almost simultaneously, a rain of arrows fell from the sky.

They all landed on the city walls.

This was a high-angle launch, aimed directly at the lizardmen standing on the city wall.

bang bang bang bang...

A series of impacts rang out, accompanied by flying dirt and rocks, and splattering blood.

Heart-wrenching screams rang out continuously.

Many more were shot dead without even a chance to scream.

The old lizardman chieftain was also hit; an arrow struck his shoulder, the terrifying force piercing through his scapula, the arrowhead protruding at least twenty centimeters through flesh and blood.

His face was contorted in pain.

But his wide eyes revealed the disbelief in his heart.

It's incredible that those elven arrows could pierce through such a thick parapet and even break through his scale armor.

He looked around.

The city walls were already covered with arrows.

Corpses were everywhere.

Parapets, wooden shields, and magic—these defensive measures were utterly ineffective against the arrows of the elven archers.

Many lizardmen had their wooden shields and parapets pierced by the arrows.

Is this the archer of the elven race?

This is terrifying!

"Clan...Clan Chief!"

A lizardman elder called out in a trembling voice.

Seeing the devastation around him, his eyes reddened.

The lizardmen who obeyed orders and rallied on the city walls to defend against the enemy at this time were the elite of their tribe. But now, a volley of arrows from the enemy archers had wiped out at least half of them.

How could he not be angry?

These are the future of their tribe!

However, no amount of anger could conceal the terror and despair in his expression. The elven archers were simply monstrous; another volley of arrows would likely wipe out the rest of them. Didn't they see that even their most powerful chieftain had been shot through the shoulder?

If luck were even slightly off, the old clan chief could be gone in an instant.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

The old lizardman chieftain was still shaken, but he managed to remain calm and gave the order: "Immediately lower the city walls and lead your tribe to escape through the exits furthest from the enemy. Escape as many as you can!"

"Go and tell the other tribes about this elven army."

"Tell them that we must unite to survive!"

"Yes, Chieftain, I'll be right there..."

The lizardman elder hurriedly obeyed.

But before he could finish speaking, a group of dark figures swooped down from the sky.

The next second, a gleaming knight's lance pierced straight through his body.

at the same time.

The other lizardmen on the city wall were also massacred.

Screams and wails rang out again.

"That is the legendary Hippogryph Knight of the Elven race..."

Looking at those heavily armored knights riding hippogriffs.

The old lizardman chieftain's face turned green.

Although there were only ten hippogriff riders swooping down from the sky, their terrifying lances slaughtered over a hundred of his tribe's elite troops in the blink of an eye.

How could his tribe possibly contend with such an enemy?

If he had known the enemy was so terrifying, he should have led his people to escape immediately.

Just at this time.

A hippogriff rider set his sights on him.

The eyes beneath those heavy silver armor exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down his spine.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over.

Without hesitation, he severed the elven arrow that had pierced his shoulder, and then scrambled down the city wall at unprecedented speed. While summoning warriors from his tribe for assistance, he ducked into a nearby building.

A moment later, he heard a loud rumbling sound.

That was the sound of the city wall collapsing.

He knew that the elven army outside the city had already broken in.

Without hesitation, he immediately took advantage of the cover of nearby buildings and quickly fled to the exit at the other end of the tribe.

……

The walls of the lizardman tribe's city were only about fifteen meters high.

The treant warriors under Lin Yi's command were all over twenty meters tall.

The seemingly towering city wall only reached the chest level of the treant warriors.

Thirty treant warriors, one with each club, smashed the city wall to pieces. Countless fragments of the wall flew into the tribe, instantly crushing many lizardmen to death.

The treant warriors took the lead and entered the tribe.

Behind them followed a well-organized legion of elves.

The heavy footsteps sounded like war drums.

At the same time, a dense rain of arrows and various magical skills flew into the tribe, bombarding it like cluster missiles, once again severely damaging the lizardman tribe's manpower.

Soon, fewer than a thousand lizardmen survived.

At this point, the lizardmen's fighting spirit had completely collapsed.

The lizardmen who had miraculously survived were all fleeing for their lives.

However, no matter how fast they fled, they were no match for the flying elven arrows and the high-level magic that had a wide-range killing power.

Large numbers of lizardmen lay dead in pools of blood.

Even the desperate lizardmen who raised their hands to surrender were mercilessly killed.

The Elf race belongs to the Good and Lawful faction, which is inherently hostile to the Evil and Dark faction. Moreover, the Elves on the battlefield are all soldiers trained by Lin Yi.

They are loyal only to the orders of the Elf King Lin Yi.

To put it bluntly.

At Lin Yi's command, all races in the world can become their enemies.

(End of this chapter)