Chapter 711 The Flying Elf
With Gandalf opening the way ahead, the soldiers behind them all cheered up and were finally not as cowardly as they were at the beginning, and were constantly being massacred.
On Gandalf's palm, the power of a mark appeared from time to time and bombarded forward.
Thousands of Oaks immediately fell to the ground in front of them. Although they did not die immediately, a lot of their strength was also consumed.
The humans behind them rushed up and killed all the injured Oaks.
Legolas was on the other side of the battlefield, leading countless elven legions to charge forward crazily.
Most of their elves flew in the air, trying to distance themselves as much as possible to deal with the Orc army on the ground from the air.
It takes a certain amount of time for the Elf Legion to cast magic. During this time, when their Oak army rushes up, they can already deal a fatal blow to their Elf Legion. Therefore, if you keep the distance, the Oaks on the ground will be able to deal a fatal blow.
No one can target the elves flying in the air.
The wings on the back of the elves are very beautiful, and what is even more deadly is that these wings can continuously release deadly light, killing Oaks.
In just a moment, groups of Orcs and Orcs were already dead on the ground.
Although they were covered with countless armors, every ray of light pierced by the elves could hit the parts of their bodies that were not covered by armor.
Especially their eyes. Although some orcs are not dead yet, they are blind. They can only swing the machete in their hands to chop away without knowing they have hit their companions.
The battlefield was a mess. In the distance, Morgoth looked at this scene with an extremely cold expression.
"When did you little humans become so powerful?"
As Morgoth spoke, he also sent countless fallen flying beasts to attack the elves.
The falling flying beasts rushed to the battlefield, and many elves were caught off guard. They immediately suffered a fatal blow and fell to the ground. They were torn into pieces by the Orcs and swallowed in their stomachs.
The same goes for the orcs. They eat the elves into their stomachs, and their power suddenly becomes stronger.
Under the leadership of Legolas, the elves hid as far away as possible, hoping to shift the battlefield.
Groups of tree men ran over from afar, making a deafening sound.
The tree man stretched out a few hands, like branches, and immediately shot them into the air.
Many of the falling beasts that have been flying in the sky have been beaten down.
They fell to the ground and ended up even worse than the elves.
Their bodies were immediately penetrated by the tree man's roots, and all the blood in their bodies was absorbed by the tree man.
The face of Morgoth in the distance was extremely gloomy. He did not expect that in just a short period of time, earth-shaking changes had already taken place on the battlefield.
After a night of fighting, the humans and elves that he thought could be easily dealt with turned out to be evenly matched, and if this state continued, perhaps his legions would be defeated.
With this in mind, Morgoth himself rushed forward to kill him.
Chapter completed!