The armored warriors launched a deadly charge, and the elven soldiers also resorted to their last means one after another.
The sound of slaughter on the deck of the warship drifted with the sea breeze.
Some armored warriors were defeated and turned into scattered light, while some elves screamed and fell into pools of blood.
The elves desperately counterattacked, managing to momentarily thwart the warriors' charge.
Unfortunately, the elves' defeat was already sealed. Li Changhe hadn't even made a move yet, and the mere presence of the Immortal Cavalry was enough to leave them utterly defeated.
It should be known that there were three players among the elves.
As for Li Changhe, the Mo Blade in his hand exuded an ominous bloody aura, thinking about when to make his move.
With a single swipe of his sabre, three armored warriors were cut down, despite their thick armor only having a small gash.
The warriors helplessly fell to the ground and turned into scattered light.
