The Wizarding Age

Thousands of years of isolation have made the indigenous creatures lack the necessary war literacy.

They are used to small-scale guerrilla hunting and do not understand the basic principles of large-scale combat.

But now with Grimm, they have made up for this missing link!

More than 30 fallen tree people slowly moved forward, taking out pottery jars one after another from the tree canopy. These things were also given to them by Grimm before the war. As for what was inside, the fallen tree people did not know, only that each pottery jar was filled with pungent stench and strong sulfur smell.

The fallen tree people and the real tree people are originally two groups that are at odds with each other.

As soon as they saw the fallen tree people coming to die on their own initiative, the tree people of the Iron Legion also became agitated.

They left the array, moved their bodies with difficulty, and "rushed" towards the fallen tree people.

When the two sides were still 20 to 30 meters away, the fallen tree people threw pottery jars at the tree people team according to Grimm's instructions. The clay pots used to burn paper in dry mud were not very strong. No matter where they fell on the tree man's body, they would instantly break and spill out the black and pungent mucus inside.

For such a painless attack, the iron tree people did not care and continued to charge forward stubbornly.

"Entangle!" The leader of the fallen tree people, Krai, shouted in a buzzing voice.

All the fallen tree people immediately activated the strange racial ability "root entanglement" according to the leader's instructions. Clusters of twisted and swirling roots like snakes broke out of the ground and entangled the iron tree people who tried to approach them.

The fallen tree people had root entanglement, and the iron tree people also had it.

The iron tree people who were unwilling to suffer losses also launched "root entanglement" one after another, and the thick roots that broke out of the ground immediately entangled the fallen tree people in the original place.

So, the two sides were deadlocked on the battlefield with eyes wide open.

However, the number of fallen treemen was far less than that of iron treemen. Those treemen who were not entangled went around to the sides, trying to bypass their companions and continue to attack.

At this time, the trolls following the fallen treemen also arrived at the attack position.

With Uma's sharp shout, all the troll longbowmen raised their bows and arrows, and one by one, wooden arrows with a faint red glow were placed on the bowstrings.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Arrows flew across the sky.

Since the trolls were not good at mining and metallurgy, the bows and arrows they used were mostly made of wood, and the arrowheads were either sharpened bones or porcupine thorns. But no matter what kind of arrows they used, the damage of wooden bows and wooden arrows to iron treemen was almost zero.

Of course, this was only in the past, not now.

Facing the overwhelming bows and arrows, the iron treemen still did not even have the posture of covering and dodging according to their past habits, and wanted to attack against the rain of arrows.

But the next second, these wooden arrows fell on their bodies, bursting out a series of flames. The flashing flames ignited the alchemical kerosene on their bodies, so the tall tree men instantly burst into flames and turned into crackling human-shaped torches.

Explosive arrows!

All the troll longbowmen threw out primary alchemical items - magic explosive arrows!

Although the iron tree men are all magical creatures, they still cannot change their nature of fearing fire.

Their eyes were overturned by the kerosene, and their bodies exploded into torches, and they immediately panicked.

They wanted to rush out of the sea of ​​fire, but they were entangled by the roots and fixed in place. With no escape, they attacked randomly without distinguishing between enemies and friends.

Many iron tree men randomly launched "root entanglement" and even tied up their companions and controlled them in place.

The javelin throwers in the troll team threw wooden javelins one after another. These javelins were also alchemical items, and they exploded into eye-catching fireballs on the surface of the iron tree men.

The Ironbark Treemen, who suffered a series of attacks, immediately lost their composure. Those in the back were still rushing forward, trying to rescue their trapped companions; those in the front wanted to escape quickly, waving their arms and running back...

The two sides collided at the front of the battlefield and became a mess.

So, the burning treemen also ignited their companions in the back, and the entire battlefield immediately turned into a large-scale torch carnival!

However, along with the crackling of the flames, there were the shrill and dull wails of the treemen...

Such a chaotic and weird scene immediately frightened both sides of the war.

Not only did the commander of the elves' side have red eyes, but even the leaders of the evil army were deeply shocked.

They had not thought of the tactic of burning the treemen.

But without a large amount of igniter - alchemical kerosene, no matter how many rockets there were, they could only cause sporadic and weak damage to the Ironbark Treemen. Ironbark treemen are thick-skinned and have a long life span. They can even withstand rockets from all over the sky to break through the defenses of the natives and smash the enemies into meat paste one by one.

Therefore, the idea is just an idea. If you want to really threaten the treemen, the alchemical kerosene that Grimm has boiled in large quantities is the real key to victory!

Seeing the treemen being ignited one by one, the remaining treemen were also terrified and turned around with difficulty to escape back to the forest. The evil leaders immediately became excited and wanted to launch a full-scale charge immediately.

Their actions were stopped by Grimm.

"Follow my orders, no tribe is allowed to attack recklessly!" Grimm said lightly.

Although his tone was flat, his blazing eyes shocked all the tribal leaders. They lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look directly at the burning eyes, and were obviously a little afraid of Grimm's demigod power.

There was movement quickly from the night elves.

Each graceful figure rushed out of the forest. While attacking the troll team with a dense rain of arrows, they dexterously rushed to the side of the tree man, trying to help them put out the fire together.

Unfortunately, their actions were in vain.

Alchemical fire oil is a typical "burn to death" method, and ordinary fire extinguishing methods are useless for it. Instead, as they beat randomly, the flying fire oil fell to more places, and even the elf rangers and archers who came to put out the fire were ignited.

"Bastards, these damn evil villains, what have they done..." The elf commanders at the rear were immediately overwhelmed and could only send out druids who also had magic power.

Druids wearing eagle helmets, bear helmets, and deer helmets rushed out of the forest, holding wooden staffs and chanting magic spells loudly. Dark clouds quickly enveloped the battlefield, and heavy rain poured down immediately.

However, alchemical fire oil is alchemical fire oil. Even in the pouring rain, it still burned persistently, but the ignited areas began to extinguish one after another, and then turned into acrid black smoke.

"The fallen treants and troll spear throwers continue to besiege the treants... Serendela, I leave these druids to you to deal with!" Greem immediately ordered.

With the previous foreshadowing, the evil leaders' confidence in this foreign envoy increased a bit.

Serendela, the leader of the polluters, responded to the order, turned around and rushed onto the battlefield with a group of high- and low-level subordinates.

And their attack methods are also so weird and perverted...

As the Defilers slowly approached the battlefield, they threw deadly weapons - sludge monsters at the enemy.

The polluters and the sludge monsters are a pair of parasitic partners, with an intimate relationship with each other that is difficult for outsiders to understand.

The Defilers hurl clumps of sludge at their enemies, which explode into smaller green oozes at their sides. Although these guys are not physically aggressive, the damn 'acid spray' and 'silt sinking' are disgusting enough.

Almost instantly, the druids who rushed out were dyed green, and their bodies were covered with foul-smelling sludge and acid. The soaring stench could make people vomit out their overnight meals.

Druids are also clean and beautiful guys, and they are extremely angry but helpless when encountering such enemies who are mainly disgusting people.

As they chanted loudly, thunderbolts fell from the sky, splitting the sludge monsters into pieces. But in the next second, the originally torn apart guy turned into a group of identical small sludge monsters, and continued to pester them with 'acid spray'.

This is the racial ability of the sludge monster - division and proliferation.

Each sludge monster can divide and proliferate 3-5 times depending on its level. If you want to completely eliminate them, you can only blow them up, blow them up, and blow them up again, and then destroy each small split body one by one. …

Only in this way can you truly eliminate the sludge monsters, otherwise you will be waiting for a group of lively little sludge monsters to surround you!

Therefore, in the Moonlight Grove area, the sludge monsters are not very strong but can still survive because of this super disgusting racial ability!

Taking advantage of the gap between the druids and the sludge monsters, the polluters quickly approached.

In the next second, spores carrying sticky venom were quickly thrown over.

The entire area was immediately smeared layer by layer with exploding acid venom. The druids and elves were also dyed green and could only struggle in the endless stench and acid attack.

Seeing this scene before him, the elf commander who was invisible behind wanted to die.

The originally arranged defensive formation fell short due to the Iron Tree Man's agitation, and now it simply became a "Calabash Baby Saves Grandpa". Wave after wave of attacks added fuel to the attack, turning a defensive counterattack into a muddy battle.

In order to avoid any further mistakes, the elf commander could only blow the charge horn in advance, and groups of orderly elf troops emerged from the dense forest and rushed towards the chaotic front line of the battlefield.

Naturally, the ones at the forefront were the night huntresses riding black panthers.

They wield moon blades as sharp as knives in their hands. With the unique characteristics of the round curved blades that are good at rebounding, they can attack multiple enemies at once, or cause superimposed damage to the enemies.

And their arrival also heralds the end of the sludge monster's fate.

The afterimages of the moon blades quickly rebounded in the center of the battlefield, and the small sludge monsters exploded into poisonous mud all over the ground. The previously trapped Druid team also quickly fled the battlefield.

Behind the battlefield, several female priests of the moon riding white tigers also appeared.

They raised their heads high, praising the Moon God, and dazzling silver moonlight immediately enveloped the figure of the Druid team.

‘Purification Technique’!

The venom and sludge attached to the members of the Druid team quickly melted away in the moonlight, and even the corroded and ulcerated skin was restored to its original state visibly to the naked eye.

The appearance of the elven battle group immediately stabilized the battlefield situation...