On the other side of the battlefield, Akane had commanded the elves to meet Iskara's First Legion. Akane had more than 10,000 elves warriors under her command, and did not make large-scale adjustments to the troops like Richard. She herself landed on the ground, carrying the green sky, walked before all the elves, and faced endless enemies.

Looking at Qian's flying ponytail, Richard wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something, so let Qian fight in her own way. Richard thought that when the final chapter of her life was played, all she needed was a happy battle. If the elves coalition was also handed over to Richard for command, the combat power she exerted was naturally different, but the final result would not change.

There is only one type of warrior in the First Legion of Iskara, which is a monster similar to the Horned Demon. They have a strong upper body, and are as big as a ox. The corners and claws are dangerous weapons. In terms of appearance and strength, they are weaker than the real Horned Demon, so they can be called weak Horned Demon. This monster has a strength of about 8 to 10, which is not outstanding, but they are too many.

When the elves were still hundreds of meters away from the opponent, waves of arrows made a sharp roar, crossing the battlefield and instantly landing in the first legion's square formation. In an instant, a small piece of blank appeared in the dense square formation, like a bubble appeared on the surface of the sewage.

The bubbles were rising one after another, and in a blink of an eye, the eight hundred elves shooters in Qian's team also had the ability to shoot thirty long arrows in one minute while they were moving. The lethality of the continuous attack of the arrow rain was extremely terrifying. Each volley shot would cause hundreds of enemies to fall down. But the problem was that the number gap between the two sides was too big. The weak-horned demons of the First Legion quickly filled the gap, and then each weak-horned demon had a faint red light. They became obviously violent and accelerated, and howled and rushed towards the elves on the opposite side. The two sides collided in a blink of an eye.

Qian rushed in front and instantly disappeared into the weak-horned demon group. She raised the blue sky high, and the artifact that had existed since the age of the Elf Empire was wrapped with blue gold thunder. With a shout of Yunxiao, the blue sky shot down in the sky. Large pieces of blue gold thunder rolled forward like storms, rolling forward in an instant, covering the cone-shaped space at an angle of 45 degrees in front, with an extension range of dozens of meters.

All the weak-horned demons in the Qingjin Thunder fell down burning and instantly turned into charred corpses. In front of Qian, a blank space was suddenly cleared out. Hundreds of weak-horned demons were killed by Qian's blow, but more weak-horned demons rushed into the blank area. They stepped on their companions' corpses, jumping and pounced on Qian, showing their fierceness.

Qian sneered, the blue sky stabbed forward, and a blue light that was not dissipated from the gun's tip was shot, which was thirty meters long. This light then opened to the wings like an open folding fan, turning into a blue light curtain. The light curtain passed by countless weak-horned demons without any obstacles, just like these weak-horned demons did not exist at all. The weak-horned demons were still rushing forward, but when they jumped into the air, their bodies suddenly became two. The thin light curtain had an incomparable cutting force. No matter which part of the horned demon body, everything would be two.

A bloody rain sprinkled in the air, but a large blank appeared in front of Qian again. Just two strikes caused the thousand weak-horned demons to die. This is the power of the legend, enough to fight against the power of the army with one force.

No matter how fast the weak-horned demons move, it will take time to fill the gap on the front line. The pressure on the front of the elves battle formation is immediately lighter, and the elves battle formation immediately turns into a cone shape, using Akane as the tip, deeply penetrates into the weak-horned demon's battle formation.

Only then did Richard start to issue an order: "The entire army is ready, the third mage group blesses the left-wing shield war, and the sixth mage group blesses the right-wing shield war..."

A long list of commands spewed out like a storm, and in an instant all the soldiers moved. Everyone knew what they were going to do, because they all received the corresponding orders. More than 200 statutes were divided into more than 70 groups by Richard, and each of them had clear orders. When countless fine and seemingly unrelated commands were executed, shocking effects appeared.

Richard's square formation began to move forward slowly, and then gradually accelerated. During the process of advancing, the formation evolved from the square formation into a sharp arrow, and surrounded the side and rear of the weak-angle magic front. This kind of command that was almost impossible to achieve when changing the formation during the march, and from one dense formation to another dense formation, was achieved, but now it is achieved by Richard's fine-tuning of the subtle parts.

Qian was still moving forward, she took unchanged steps, and the blue sky kept bursting with bright light. Every time the light shines, it means that hundreds of weak-horned demons became victims. Qian was moving forward suddenly stopped, and her spear was as fast as lightning in the air. After each shot was pointed, a weak-horned demon officer would explode and die. The black magician in charge was also shot and fired. It shouted, and dozens of strong-horned demons were in front of it. He jumped up and used his body to block the black magician tightly. These strong-horned demons exploded one by one, like a rolling blood dragon, pointing in the direction of the black magician. The black magician was blown out in response, but obviously was not dead. On the one hand, it was more than 300 meters away from Akane, and in the middle it was weakened by several strong-horned demons with their lives. On the other hand, its individual strength also reached level 18, which was comparable to Richard in terms of strength alone.

The black magician rolled in the air and landed behind the army. In an instant, he was killed by Akane. The first legion composed of weak-horned demons finally became in chaos.

When the black magician was about to fall back to his warrior, a strange roar suddenly sounded in the air. A burning fireball flew from afar and roared on the black magician. In the violent explosion, the black magician took off again and flew out from afar. This ultra-long range fireball was naturally Richard's masterpiece. He didn't expect a fireball to be able to deal with a great magician, but it was still possible to make it impossible for him to command the army for the time being.

Richard's troops had already increased to full speed, and at this moment they turned into blades, stabbing into the ribs behind the First Legion, and in a blink of an eye they rushed out from the inside. Behind them, this elite army left a bloody arc, and they also divided thousands of weak-horned demons from the entire battle formation at the same time.

Richard did not slow down at all, and directed his troops to rotate around the divided weak-horned demon. This troops were like a huge flesh-and-blooded grinder at this moment. Every time he circled, hundreds of weak-horned demons would be crushed into flesh.

In the distance, the blue sky shot out green golden thunder again, and Richard's troops had already entered and exited behind the enemy's formation. The weak-horned demons were finally in chaos and could no longer organize effective defense and offensives. The result of a loose sand was the beginning of the slaughter.

Richard galloped on his horse, and the long sword moonlight brought a light curtain, swept across the black magician's neck, and killed the opponent's legion command, which meant that the battle had achieved a complete victory. There were nearly 10,000 weak-horned demons living on the battlefield. They were like headless flies, some were charging, some were defending, and some were at a loss. It was only a matter of time to eliminate them.

Richard slowed down the attack rhythm and allowed the warriors to harvest the remaining weak-horned demons. At the same time, he also took this rest. There are three Yongquan Druids in his army. Their biggest feature is that they can inspire the speed of the mage to absorb external energy, thereby greatly increasing the speed of magic power recovery. The magic of the priest and the priest can not only heal injuries, but also allow the warriors to recover their energy and physical strength. When necessary, the magic can also stimulate human life potential, thereby obtaining temporary powerful combat power by burning life.

The First Legion has been destroyed, but the war has just begun, just like the center of the stage, the curtain is slowly rising.

"Not bad, good, quite exciting performances, you made me lose... Oh, the strength that took two months to accumulate, but my own losses were smaller than I expected. In the long loneliness, this is indeed a rare and noteworthy thing. Now, as a reward for you, I will cast more pieces on the board, and this time it is not so easy to pass."

With the overwhelming sound of Iscala, two legions began to move and entered the battlefield without rushing. Richard observed two new enemies from afar. The number of these two legions was slightly smaller than that of the First Legion, both at about 30,000. However, not only were the quality of the warriors one level higher than that of the weak-horned demon, but they were not a single army of weak-horned demons like the First Legion. Among these two legions, there were obviously thick and powerful strong-horned demons, as well as long bowmen and spear throwers with four arms. The black mages floating in the air like bamboo stalks mean the power of magic strikes. Each of these two legions is stronger than the First Legion. And when they appeared at the same time, the pressure felt by Richard and Akane was by no means simply summoned.

For Richard, this was a hard battle, while Qian's elves began to suffer a large number of casualties. Qian was still unstoppable. The blue sky would take away hundreds of lives every time she waved, but her bravery alone could not save her army. Richard's face was pale, and his brain power had been squeezed to the limit. One command after another poured out like water, never stopping. A small army of only 1,200 people almost allowed Richard to exert its combat power. Repeatedly interspersed, surrounded, attacked, and separated, this army was like a swimming fish covered with thorns, and every time he shook his tail, it would cause the enemy to drop a piece of meat.

The assault power and maneuverability of the elite troops also allowed Richard to fully exert it. The rugged and complex terrain on the battlefield has become a great help at this moment. Two large-scale legions could not surround Richard, a far-sized unit.

The elves are still fighting to the death. Their formation is neat and solid, and they have not been chaotic until now. The elves are like a reef, attracting many enemies to rotate and slap around it. However, in terms of the number of enemies killed, Aki's troops are beginning to be inferior to Richard's army, and the gap is widening.

PS: The legendary second update is here,
Chapter completed!