Just being a dark elf in Warhammer

Chapter 4 4. Turn of fate

"Enemy attack!"

Franais fell to the ground on top of the White Lion Guard. The two white lion guards rushed towards Franais with their axes.

A harpoon cut through the air and penetrated the neck of a white lion guard.

Darkus stared at the white lion guard with blood spurting from his neck in stunned silence, and then looked at the harpoon crossbow in his hand, feeling a little doubtful about life.

"Is it so outrageous? Can this be shot?"

The Druchi soldiers began to gather around, shouting: "Druqi! Spear and shield!"

The Black Ark pirate held a repeating crossbow in one hand and held the sea dragon cloak in front of him with the other, charging.

After the four trainers fired their harpoon crossbows, they hid behind the charging Dread Spearmen and Gloomy Swordsmen to reload and follow up.

The Black Rui Company crossbowmen were also in the formation holding shields and raising crossbows to advance forward to suppress the firing.

Alyssa manipulated Gurzhifeng to summon a scorching amber spear, which penetrated the body of the White Lion Guard. The White Lion Guard looked down at the big hole in his chest and fell down with a look of disbelief on his face.

The Black Ark pirates' repeating hand crossbows shot down a large area. The remaining Asurs holding giant axes tried to launch a desperate charge, and the archers also tried to fight back.

Unfortunately, the sixth round of arrow rain came, and there was no Assur left standing on the field.

Some were injured and lying on the ground but not dead. They struggled to take out a dagger and stabbed their hearts or slit their throats, choosing to commit suicide.

Those who lack social experience or are unable to take care of themselves are in dire straits. These poor little guys were tortured mercilessly by Druch. The cruel laughter of the torturer and the screams of the victim mixed together to form a painful and cruel scene. symphony.

Darkus ignored them, quickly ran to Franais and turned him over, trying to undo the hinges on his shoulders. Renne and Alyssa also ran over to help.

Darkus yelled: "Stop playing around!" He said to the four animal trainers: "You guys go and skin those white lions." Then he said to the Black Ark pirates: " A few of you take off your cloaks and use your spears to make a stretcher, while the rest clean up the battlefield."

Under Edmund's command, the soldiers began to move, beheading, removing armor, collecting weapons and skinning. Several soldiers worked together to put Franais, who was breathing weakly, on a stretcher. The debris on his chest and shoulders had been cleaned out and powdered.

At this moment, the rough roar of a group of crows came from the forest. Darkus followed the cry and frightened him. I didn't know when there was a figure in the forest, a rickety old woman wearing a hood and ragged clothes, carrying a broken bag on her back, and holding a wooden stick in her hand. Although Darkus couldn't see her face, he was sure that the old woman had been staring at him.

Other soldiers also heard the sound and looked over, and the scene was still for a while.

Darkus shouted in disbelief: "Hey! Old lady!"

The old woman was obviously stunned for a moment, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"What the hell? Am I dazzled?"

"Kane on top!"

"Could it be the Soul Keeper?"

"No way!"

Darkus and the several Druzis next to him looked at each other and asked doubtfully: "Have you all seen it?"

"Sir, I saw it!"

Alyssa said with certainty: "Yes, 'Prophecy Weaver' Morayig Heg, that's right!"

Darkus shrugged indifferently and said: "Should I say something at this time, Asuryan's fire! To express shock?"

Ren and Alyssa stopped what they were doing and looked at Darkus with confused expressions. Then Ren looked at Alyssa and said, "Sister, has our destiny been rewritten?" Alyssa shook her head and said, "I don't know. Sir, thank you for coming today." After saying that, she lay on the ground. Make a big bow.

Darkus stopped her and said, "It's strange. It's like I received some kind of omen today. Maybe it's really the guidance of fate."

Centurion Edmund began to loudly order the soldiers again to continue working.

The battlefield has basically been cleaned up, and there are still a few soldiers who want to peel off the skins of Asul's cousins, because these things are in short supply for Druchi.

Darkus said to Edmund: "Don't leave any traces, we should retreat."

Then the group of people carried Franais and the trophies back the same way.

When he walked to the sea cliff and saw the soldiers who were still on guard, Darkus breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no accident.

The crew and the remaining soldiers began to disembark, pulling the ropes to lift the three-masted schooner out. The soldiers who climbed down from the sea cliff also joined the ranks. The sailmaster on the ship was adjusting the sail. After all, this three-masted schooner was The plunder ships are ordinary Krakarond shipyard products without magical magic or engines.

Darkus stood on the sea cliff watching all this and sighed: "What a bunch of old seals."

Franais was lying on the bed in the cabin, breathing weakly. Alyssa sat on the bedside and cleaned the wound again.

Ren said to Darkus: "Sir, thank you very much for today."

Darkus leaned on the bedside, looked at Franais with his arms folded, and said indifferently: "Sister, I seem to have told you? Take good care of your brother." After that, he went out.

Returning to his cabin, Darkus prepared to dismantle the plate armor. A crow flew gracefully to the porthole, tilting its head and looking at Darkus.

Darkus stopped and looked at the crow.

"You don't belong here." An old female voice sounded in Darkus' mind.

Darkus was not surprised at all, after all, such outrageous things as time travel had happened. Besides, there are powerful people everywhere in this ghost place, and no outrageous things happen to them.

Darkos said in his mind: "Asuryan's fire! What's wrong? I thought you could take me back? Then I'd really like to thank you."

"Destiny has changed, and you have a chance!"

Darkus looked at the crow with disgust and said in his mind: "What are you talking about? Can I end the arrival of the end? What is your relationship with Lilith?"

"I'm not familiar with you. I can't see into the future with you. Your fate is unpredictable."

"My grandma, be practical."

"I have given you my blessing."

Darkus thought of some legends. Legend has it that the elven archers believed in Mora'ig Heg, and they believed that the crow would guide the arrow to hit the enemy. Thinking back to the previous harpoon, a casual shot from a long distance can actually hit a running object, or the neck, how about riding and slashing?

"Oh, my dear grandma, what's the price?"

The crow ignored him, turned to look at him, and flew away. Darkus shouted several times in his mind: "Hello, grandma? Dear grandma? Old lady? Okay, bye!"

"Really, no manners at all."