Emperor of Arcane

The drow commander who guarded the drow camp gave a frightening comment on the motionless 1st Division of the Gulf Territory.

Neat military appearance, strong momentum, and a complete set of enchanted armor and equipment.

Even at this time, there are still 30,000 jackals working hard in the military camp and 4,000 elite drow.

She also didn't dare send them out to fight with them.

As long as she could hold the drow camp, she would at least not be punished.

Once the camp is lost here, the peg that sealed the bay collar here is lost.

Even if she escapes with her life, she will be turned into a sacrifice to Ms. Rose by the furious drow coach Liya.

This had happened more than once, and she had seen it with her own eyes.

She definitely doesn't want to be like that!

"Even if you block communications and deploy dimensional anchors so that the camp cannot contact other drow troops, you only have three days at most."

"In three days, when the reinforcements arrive, I will lead my troops to attack and annihilate you in one fell swoop. You will become my slaves."

"If we can fight a beautiful battle of annihilation, we may even have a chance to seize the human base."

"They will become my forward base for attacking the surface world!"

While thinking this, the drow commander couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She never expected that a mission that made her "abandoned" would actually encounter such a stupid enemy.

"Perhaps, we can keep some more idiots as slaves and take the opportunity to learn about the surface world..."

Just when the drow commander was thinking freely, something unexpected happened to him.

After the 3,000 slaves that rushed out were dealt with, the 1st Division of the Gulf Territory, which was standing still, began to make big moves.

They cooperated with the 2nd Division in turn, and set up the crossbow again outside the range of the drow crossbow.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Shooting over the camp wall?"

The drow commander sneered disdainfully and paid no attention to the other party's division of troops.

The Gulf Territory mobilized nearly 20,000 elite soldiers at one time, and she had given up the idea of ​​taking the initiative to attack.

who knows?

Will there be more ambushes?

With this idea in mind, she found a safe and hidden location and waited for the Gulf Territory's attack.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

An overwhelming barrage of crossbow arrows came roaring in unison.

The extremely destructive arrowhead easily penetrated wood and stone, leaving only the finger-thick arrowhead buzzing as it shook.

The drow commander was shocked by the range and lethality of the Bay Leader's crossbows, and was even more glad that he did not send troops out.

Except for some stupid Gnoll slaves who left the bunker or got too close to the edge of the wall and were killed by flying crossbow bolts.

The other jackals who knew how powerful they were were all hiding obediently.

The soldiers in the Gulf Territory seemed to be stupid. They fired several rounds of crossbows in one breath and stopped doing so.

The drow commander shook his head and couldn't help but sneer, but before she could sneer, waves of exclamations from sentries came into her ears.

She looked out through the gap in the wall and saw several large construction machinery slowly driving out of the newly excavated passage.

Just when the drow commander thought that these construction machinery would be used to destroy the city wall.

I never thought that it was not the case at all!

These strange-looking golems had no intention of getting close to the wall. Instead, piles of stones were piled in front of the Gulf Territory soldiers.

What are you going to do?

The somewhat confused drow commander felt vaguely uneasy.

But the power of the crossbows in the Bay Territory was too powerful. Whether it was for the purpose of protecting the camp or preserving her strength, she chose to continue to ignore them.

As a result, more and more stones were piled up around the drow camp, and the base became higher and higher.

What alarmed the drow commander even more was that the piled stones turned into lumps of soil.

Fossils become mud!

The soil was piled up again and surrounded by wooden frames.

Another wave of mana spread, and the soil turned into stones again.

The originally loose gravel turned into a neat and thick stone wall after being processed by two spells.

His face changed slightly, and the drow commander immediately understood the purpose of the Gulf Territory.

"Are you planning to wrap us up?"

"It just depends on whether you guys have such a good appetite."

Day 1.

Except for 3,000 unlucky slaves and some unlucky ones killed by crossbows, the Gulf Territory soldiers did not launch any more attacks.

They have been building a wall to surround the entire drow camp and pile it up to two meters high.

The drow elves in the camp looked at the walls that were getting higher and higher, and their uneasiness became more and more intense.

When the wall was piled to a height of 3 meters, the drow commander's uneasiness became a reality.

Thousands of crossbows were carried onto the wall, and the roaring sound of bowstrings quickly covered the entire drow camp.

The crossbow arrows flew from all directions with a higher parabola, causing horrific damage to the jackal slaves hiding in the center of the camp.

In just the first round of shooting, only a few hundred Gnoll slaves were shot.

The remaining gnoll slaves fled in all directions, and were hit by the crossbow arrows that followed.

For a moment, the entire camp echoed with the screams of the gnoll slaves.

There were also some unlucky drow who were killed by random flying crossbow arrows.

Their minds were more flexible, and they hid under the wall and found the blind spot for the crossbow arrows.

The other jackals saw this scene and ran to avoid it.

However, the narrow area cannot accommodate so many gnolls.

The somewhat panicked drow commander looked at the towering wall that blocked his line of sight, as well as the crossbow arrows that kept flying towards him.

She couldn't figure out why the Gulf Council had such an offensive idea?

"Stop shooting temporarily, check the crossbows, and strengthen defenses."

"The reserve team is ready to prevent the opponent from breaking the pot..."

"Send the catapult over. Don't rush to start it. Prepare the stones first."

One order after another was issued from Angela's mouth, and the Gulf Territory soldiers used the built wall as a base to continuously suppress the drow camp.

Feili next to her was thoughtful, and listened carefully to Elio beside her:

"No matter what tactics are used, the core idea is to use our strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."

"If the opponent insists on defending, we won't be able to attack as hard as he wants."

"We must use our existing conditions to continuously suppress and weaken their power."

"When they are weakened to a certain extent, it is time for us to concentrate our strength and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop!"

"..."

Feili absorbed the experience eagerly, and she was ready to lead the battle alone.

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