In this way, under Raymond's command, everyone moved forward all the way, straight to the location where the orc shaman's breath was, and quickly moved closer.
However, just after walking a few steps, Nanxing, who was responsible for the safety of the team's left wing, suddenly spoke: "Lord, come and see!"
In doubt, when he got closer, Raymond found.
On the ground, among the bodies of the orc soldiers, there were also a few scattered human bodies wearing emerald green clothes or leather armor.
Looking closely, these people were men and women with fair skin, and each of them looked like a beauty celebrity.
There were also a few broken longbows and arrows scattered around.
"With this appearance and dress, could it be the elves?"
Looking at these obvious features, Raymond's eyes immediately fell on the ears of these people.
Sure enough, the other party's ears were slightly pointed, which was obviously very different from ordinary humans.
However, that was all. It was not as sharp and long as Raymond had imagined.
"My Lord, it seems that the mysterious force hidden in the barrier has been confirmed to be a half-elf tribe."
On the other side, Nanxing, holding a crossbow, stepped forward and clasped his fists.
"It turns out that it is a half-elf with both human and elf blood."
Hearing this, Raymond nodded suddenly, and then said, "Okay, let's move on."
Approaching the burning village, a wave of heat and a smell of burning came towards us.
The flames rose, the smoke was everywhere, and there was a fire everywhere.
The burning flames, like a red giant beast, devoured everything.
At a glance, since the houses here are basically wooden structures.
Therefore, in the fire, many houses have been burned into a frame and collapsed one after another.
"My Lord, let me do it." Seeing this, Chao Yan on the side cheered up and stood up immediately.
She was a magician who was well versed in fire and was a professional fire player.
Therefore, in her eyes, this ordinary little flame was naturally the younger brother among younger brothers.
Next, she nodded slightly, and at Raymond's signal, Chao Yan opened her red lips slightly, and the magic book in her hand glowed red.
Then, a thick layer of red energy was attached to each of their own people, and they instantly felt that the temperature and air around them had returned to normal.
What's more magical is that this red energy actually has its own fire extinguishing function.
Wherever it went, the flames along the way were extinguished, leaving only wisps of drifting green smoke.
In this way, with Chao Yan's assistance, the group of people moved faster and began to move rapidly towards the target.
At the same time, in the center of the burning village, there was the only arched stone building.
At a glance, outside the building, it was surrounded by hundreds of orc soldiers.
Every soldier exuded a cold and murderous aura, making it difficult for people to approach.
Inside the building, the situation was tense as well.
The black-robed half-orc shaman, with his brown armored guards and a large number of archers, had surrounded the twenty or so half-elf warriors in leather armor.
However, the twenty or so half-elves, who were obviously at a disadvantage, did not surrender.
Instead, they stood shoulder to shoulder, pulled their longbows to the full, and confronted the orcs who were several times their number.
For a while, the scene was extremely tense.
It seemed that the two sides could accidentally fire at any time, triggering a life-and-death battle.
"Old man, hand over the things to me quickly."
The half-orc shaman, surrounded by his guards, looked fearless.
While playing with the staff in his hand, he slowly said in his hoarse voice to an old half-elf in the middle who was leaning on a cane: "In this way, I may be able to give you a way out."
On the other side, before the white-haired old half-elf could speak.
Beside him, a half-elf girl with a pretty face and delicate face suddenly scolded: "Don't dream! Even if we die, we will never hand over the holy objects to a bastard like you!"
"Oh, haha, I didn't expect there is such a tough guy with a good appearance."
Using a pair of turbid eyes, he looked up and down for a long time, and the half-elf girl exuded a youthful and energetic body.
The half-orc shaman smiled instead of being angry, and said with an evil look in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will let you see what color the flowers are in a while."
"You damn bastard..." Hearing this, the half-elf girl with anger on her pretty face was about to fight back, but was stopped by the old half-elf.
"Baizhi, stop talking." The old half-elf moved his cane forward and said to the orc shaman with a serious face: "General, I don't know where you heard about the sacred object of our tribe. But that was a long time ago, after hundreds of years of wind, frost, rain and snow. The sacred object has long lost its original charm. Even if you take it back, it will not play any role. How about we discuss it again?" "Sly old thing, don't waste time with me here." The orc shaman spat, and his rough face began to become impatient. The staff in his hand suddenly emitted a strong and sinister green light, and he said coldly: "I know that you have transferred most of the tribesmen to other places in the barrier.
Do you think they can really escape from my palm? If you do this, they will only die more miserably!
I will give you one last minute. If you still don't tell me the whereabouts of that thing, I will make you all live a life worse than death!"
"You dare!" On the other side, the half-elf girl's face sank, holding three feather arrows in her hand, and pulling the short bow into a full moon.
Then she led the other half-elf archers to take a step forward and prepared for a decisive battle.
However, although they seemed to be ready to die.
But at this time, all the half-elves knew clearly in their hearts.
This is a war with no chance of winning.
In the room alone, the other side has a third-level peak strongman and more than 30 second-level strongmen, and as for ordinary soldiers, there are hundreds of them.
On the other hand, only the half-elf girl who led the team was a second-level warrior. As for the others, none of them had broken through the second level and were at the peak of the first level.
Such combat power was obviously not proportional to the opponent.
"Get ready!" Just when the half-orc shaman, with evil and coldness in his eyes, lost his last bit of patience.
Without any warning, a burly figure holding a huge sword suddenly flew in from outside the door at a high speed.
In a flash, everyone present had no time to react.
Accompanied by a sharp buzzing sound, the burly figure did not hesitate, and the huge sword in his hand brought a deadly gale, and with the force of thunder, it slashed horizontally.
He actually cut the half-orc shaman and dozens of second-level heavy guards surrounding him in two!