163 [3-20] Beauty and muscles (1/2)

You can call it a ”battle” for the sake of the honor of the Empire of Caenis and the pride of the elven warriors, but in reality it was almost a ”massacre”.

The elves were conceited.

”If you can use a bow, you can win.

”If we can use magic, we can win.

They thought that they could win if they fought with what they were good at.

But they were wrong.

Like slime preying on its prey, the Elves stretched out their forest and closed in on the Imperial Blue Army, but they were simply outgunned.

The Imperial archers, protecting themselves with stationary shields (pavis) and defensive magic, shot their arrows with a precision as deadly as that of the Elven archers.

The quality of the magic was equal, but the Blue Army had more of it, of course.

The onslaught of the forest and the elves came to a halt.

If they stop moving, the improvised forest is fragile.

While they were stopped, the cannons were carried away by storage magic, and the cannons that had been redeployed further behind the blue army were firing one after another, reducing the forest.

Unfortunately, the warrior chief who was leading the assault troops (he had just taken office two weeks ago after the death of his predecessor) was caught up in this bombardment and died, and the troops were suddenly in a state of flux.

In fact, there are no rules among the elves on how to take over the chain of command and continue the fight when the warrior chief dies. The tribe's status as warriors was determined through religious rituals and there was no particular plan to be flexible on the chaotic battlefield.

”Retreat!　Scatter the forest, use it as a barrier, and retreat.

In the midst of the sparse barrier of trees, there was a lone female elf raising her voice.

She is a strong-willed woman with bright orange eyes like lustrous berries. Her tall, slender body is wrapped in animal skin armor that shows off her body line. Her short, fresh green hair peeked out from the gap in her leather cap-like helmet.

Her name is Lia Ramirez.

”She is a warrior of the Tribe of the Rock-Crawling Shiro Serpent, and the leader of a platoon of ten warriors.

In general, men have better physical abilities, but there is no difference between men and women in the rate at which they manifest this talent, which is also known as the talent to train the body beyond the limits of the physical body .......

There is no difference in the percentage of male and female adventurers and soldiers who develop this talent. It was the same with the elven warriors.

The troops were in a state of confusion due to the loss of their commander, but some of the platoons were trying to move somehow.

But even then, there was no unanimity of policy as they tried to fight or organize the whole.

Riela Milles sensed the imminent danger to the chief priest from the leaked communication, and judging that further fighting was impossible, he was going to retreat.

In order to do so, he needed a way to temporarily prevent the Blue Army from attacking, but the ”seedling arrows” that Lia Ramirez and his men fired only pierced the ground.

--...... can't take root!

It was obvious what had happened .

The magic that had been rapidly growing the trees and expanding the forest had ceased.

--Oh no, Master Priestess (Saale) --......!

As a member of the tribe, Riera Milles also respects the religious leader, the Chief Priestess Saale Saaya.

Lieramires, as a member of the tribe, respects the religious leader Saaresaya.

The cannons of the Blue Army, lined up in a row, shook the ground with a thud and opened fire.

”Captain, there's another bombardment ......!

”All defensive!　...... ”Weavnest”!

”Weavnest!” ”Weavnest!

Riela Milles' magic is followed by her men.

The vines grew out of the ground and knitted together, wrapping around Lieramires and his men like an upturned bird's nest.

Immediately afterwards, there was a jolt that shook my head messily.

An exploding shell or magic bullet. The tightly knit ivy completely blocked the blast, but through the ground, Rielamires heard the sound of trees tearing and breaking and falling.

”Break the spell!　Let's get out of here!

It's only luck that we survived. It was only luck that he survived the bombardment.

Now that we've lost our magical support, the trees and natural magic plants around here have no more than normal strength. It's impossible to stay here.

When he released the vine's defenses, the surrounding area was twice as bad as Lieramires had expected.

The improvised forest that had lost its strength was almost completely blown away, and what appeared to be corpses were lying around.