There definitely wouldn't be any super-large orc tribes at the border.
Even the super-large elven settlement in Blackleaf Forest was thousands of kilometers away from Border Town. It was only adjacent to two human dukedoms and small and medium-sized settlements of a few races.
The elven soldiers moving forward were light and almost silent. Regardless of the elven profession, everyone's movements were extremely careful, but they seemed very relaxed.
Because elves were the masters of the forest, any enemy of the same size in the forest was not their match.
Climbing trees was a natural skill for them.
Otherwise, the pure-blooded Elves would not have remembered William's fall from the tree as a humiliation…
William was also quite angry. He did not believe that no elf had fallen from the tree. Why would they look at him as if he was a retard?
Moreover, he was not the one who fell. The one who fell had clearly returned to the World Tree.
Cough, the Elven Rangers were the best at archery. They had climbed up the treetops long ago. To them, fighting was to infuse the arrows in their quivers with combat qi and shoot them all out. If the enemies were not all dead, they might be able to use their swords.
Under the surveillance of the scouts and rangers, the hunters began to carefully dig holes near the orc tribe, filling them with sharp wooden thorns. Some thin ropes were tied between two trees. If the enemy accidentally kicked, something might fall.
Among them, the extra-large iron frame was the most deceptive trap.
This was clearly something that was used to capture wild beasts and magic beasts. No matter how thick the skin of the beastmen was, as long as they stepped on it, they would definitely be mangled and their bones would be broken by the sharp teeth.
William could see the attributes of the NPCs and even their HP.
However, other NPCs could not. This was a player-specific ability…
Every race, creature, and animal had their own weaknesses. When they were not strong enough to defend against everything, those weaknesses were their fatal injuries.
This was like a different world. There was no such thing as me slashing your neck. Because my attack power was not enough, your neck was about to break, and in the end, you only lost 100 HP. Unless this slash did not even break your skin.
For example, when William shot an arrow on the skin of an orc, it would only cause a superficial injury. This was because his strength in drawing the bow was too weak. However, if the arrow pierced through the orc's eyes, mouth, skull, and so on, it would be fatal.
"William, you can stand at the back in this war. I will protect you!”Lautner didn't want William to make a move. After all, William's level was too low. According to the age of an ordinary elf, he was still a child…
"It's alright. How can I grow without experiencing battle? My archery skills are pretty good!”William smiled at this. He took out his white grade bow and arrow and easily climbed up the tree trunk.
It was obvious that he had become a mature elf who would not fall from the tree.
Lautner shook his head helplessly. When he saw the warriors who were ready, he shouted,""Release the arrows!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A series of ear-piercing sounds rang out.
The elven rangers and elven hunters were on the tree branches at the same time, firing their first volley. Almost the second the orcs heard the shout, hundreds of shining arrows streaked through the air, bringing with them ear-piercing sounds of air currents.
More than 80 Beastmen fell to the ground with their heads raised. Their brains were everywhere, accompanied by cries of surprise and anger. Many Beastmen had dodged the fatal blow.
After all, the arrows did not have much effect on their simple breastplates. If they were not strong enough, they might not be able to cause any damage.
However!
The appearance of a bunch of high-tech lock tags would definitely scare the Orcs of the normal players.
Other than the first round of salvo, the elves on the trees started shooting freely before they could counterattack.
The dense rain of arrows sent the Beastmen flying everywhere, making it impossible for the Beastmen archers to counterattack.
If one were to ask which archer in the Gods Continent was stronger, it would be the pure-blooded Elves. Even the Half-Elves were inferior to them!
They were natural marksmen.
However, what surprised them was William!
Many elves standing on the tree branches looked at the lord in surprise. Every time he drew his bow, he could accurately shoot down an orc.
This was an arrow shot. Even if it didn't kill him directly, he would still be seriously injured.
This kind of bow and arrow used by elven children was very weak. It was not bad against some animals and wild beasts with soft fur, but these were all beastmen with thick skin and combat qi. How could this kind of bow and arrow penetrate the combat qi shield?
However, the subsequent actions really made them a little stunned.
This Feudal Lord was even more like a godly archer than they were. Each arrow was faster than the last. Every time, he would shoot into the eyes of the Beastmen, and every critical hit would be fatal. Other than some powerful Beastmen with deeper eye sockets, he didn't lose a single arrow.
However, William wanted to say that his attributes were not bad. Moreover, he had played the game for so many years. With the player's godly skill, insight, he could tell which Orc was the worst.
He could just pick the ones without battle energy and shoot at them. He said that he loved the young, old, women, and children of the Beastmen the most. He said that he bullied the weak, but he clearly saw the fierce light in the eyes of the Beastmen…
He was quite happy to see the experience points increase bit by bit.
After all, in Gods, players could still rely on killing monsters to level up in the early stages, but in the later stages, it was a scam. Without quests, leveling up was as difficult as ascending to heaven!
"Damned elves, how dare you disturb your grandfather's tribe! I'm going to skin you alive and roast your thighs!”An extremely strong beast ran out in anger. He was wearing heavy armor and had a fierce aura. He was 2.3 meters tall and held a huge spiked club. He casually smashed a tree that was as thick as a bowl.
"William, be careful, leader of the Orc tribe!”Lautner was the closest to the tribe. He frowned and shouted, telling William to retreat.
"Little bastard, don't run!" The leader of the Orc Tribe roared and led more than 100 Orc Warriors to charge out. He had never experienced an attack from an elf before.
However, the elders in the clan had once said that the greatest taboo when encountering the elves was to hide and take the initiative to attack, even though they might encounter traps…
But why was he thinking so much now?
He was an orc!
It was over if he was reckless!
"Damned elf monkey, why are you jumping up and down?”He watched as the elves ran quickly through the forest and continued to charge forward in anger.
However, before they could run a hundred meters…
The Beastmen who suddenly stepped into the trap began to scream. All kinds of sharp bamboo rafts, barbs under their feet, huge beast traps, and three-meter-deep pits filled with sharp wood instantly made the Beastmen feel like they were about to die.
He had no choice…
This was how the elves dealt with small orc tribes.
Prepare the trap.
Shooting arrows.
Enraged.
Orcs stepping on traps…
Then, the Beastman waved his fist angrily. He felt that he had been tricked, but the enemy was right in front of him and was about to catch up. Coupled with the burning anger in his heart, he continued to charge forward.
What happened next was…
They would encounter a group of elven magic swordsmen with elite equipment, as well as elven warriors defending the left and right wings.
A hundred exaggerated sword auras were suddenly released, toppling large patches of trees and smashing them heavily onto the ground. Many unlucky people were smashed beyond recognition.
The Beastmen who hadn't formed a formation were still cut into meat paste even if some of them used their battle energy to defend themselves. Dozens of figures were sent flying, covered in blood.
Almost one round!
The remaining Beastman Warriors were all dead or injured. Then, the Elven Warriors swarmed in and attacked the tribe.
He had no choice.
The intelligence of the Orcs was generally worrying. Not only were they below the average intelligence of the various races in the Gods Continent, but they were even pulling down the average intelligence of the various major races…
There was once someone who deliberately cracked open the Beastmen's heads. After careful research, it was finally very clear that not only was the Beastmen's head lacking a string, but it also had a lot of water...
Unless there were orc priests or wizards, their intelligence was generally similar to that of humans. They would not be easily tricked into a place with traps.
These priests and wizards were the orc leaders 'military advisors.
Under normal circumstances, the priests were responsible for commanding the battle and attacking from the back, while the leader was responsible for leading the troops to charge into the enemy's formation.
As for whether the leader was dead or not?
Anyway, as long as the priest was not dead, he would choose another leader!
However, it was very difficult for an orc tribe with only a few hundred people to produce an orc priest.
However, there were times when there would be cheating.
That was because the orc leader's IQ was a little higher, and he suddenly remembered that he might have stepped into a trap.
Then, through all kinds of unimaginable operations, he coincidentally lowered the enemy's intelligence. With his proficiency in this level for a long time, it was not impossible for him to defeat the enemy!
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