There are only a small number of male elves in the Knights of the Unicorn, or in the entire group of elves, there are only a small number of male elves.

Because elves never need to reproduce sexually, just like all elves in the dark night base of Dongfangyun are transformed from elves, while the golden elves, flower elves, elemental elves, etc. scattered throughout the continent are reproduced through the "Elf Secret Book" carried by the elders in the clan. The souls of the elves that are about to die are taken out and reattached to the heart of the wood spirit to give birth to elves. In this way, one is born and the other is dead. This is why the elves did not rise again on the continent through war after the decline of the elf empire - too few people and too precious.

When Tyrande ordered all the elves in the world to return to Dongfangyun, he was actually deceived at the beginning, saying that this place is suitable for elves to survive and will not be invaded by humans, and there are enough eternal moon wells and springs of life, and elves are self-made by themselves. However, when the elves come, they do not say anything. The original ancient tree of life just gave them enough reasons to flow down, because this tree is really just as long as the clan pattern is sacrificed on the leaves, the elves of their own clan can be born and then grown into elves (for example: a certain golden elf elder stamps the clan emblem on a leaf of the ancient tree of life, and the ancient tree of life will receive all the history and genes of the golden elf. When the elves are produced, there will be a certain chance to produce elves of the golden elf system)!

Almost all males of the elves were born with human men while traveling abroad and brought back to the elves. These male elves lived in matriarchal groups since childhood and were raised as girls. Then the personality of their growth can be imagined.

After all, the combat power of the elves does not distinguish between men and women, which makes the female style in the Dark Night Base more powerful, and it is normal for female elves to be more fierce than male elves.

The elves chosen by the Unicorn Knights are basically not night elves, because the night elves will form a certain dark night system unit after being born by the ancient tree. There is no such profession as elf magicians, elf swordsmen, and unicorn knights.

Other elves do not have the tough style that night elves have brought, they are more noble, elegant and proud.

When Garen proposed to establish a unicorn Knight, he actually planned to choose among the night elves. Only Tyrand made a strong defense, so he allocated the quota for the unicorn knights to the Golden Elf and the Moon Elf... These two clans were indeed very successful and selected a group of "most fierce" ones. They had unique advantages in controlling unicorns, which made them not lose the disadvantage when training with the Night Elf Unit Hunter and Claw Druids. I forgot to say that unicorns are actually the product of the elves' mutation. The beasts born by the beasts are called beast relatives, so the elves' "beast relatives" are actually unicorns.

On the surface, the Unicorn Knights' combat power is indeed good, but the generals soon saw the shortcomings.

This group of unicorn knights are too ruthless. On the battlefields of the Basque and other four countries, they cannot even do a good job in finishing work. Their natural arrogance and self-esteem make it impossible for them to shoot the enemy's wounded, or to do their best to those who are weaker than themselves.

This stupid behavior angered Dryus, and with a wave of his hand, he all belonged to the Axe King.

The reason why I said so much is to draw a sentence:

A flock of sheep led by a lion will always be better than a flock of lions led by sheep.

Although the Axe King is naturally aggressive and has a very brainless aura in other aspects, it is because he puts all his life on the battle that he has the courage to fight bloody battles on the battlefield more than everyone else.

Even Dryus may not be as good as him.

When the axe king Mengge accepted the unicorn Knights, he actually didn't practice it. In fact, his habit was to devote himself to his own battles, and others would care about my life or death.

However, after fighting with Wang Zhendong, the blood on Mengge's body really affected the unicorn knights under his command. The elves love art, and the golden elves and the moon elves are the most important ones. These unicorn knights saw a killing art full of strange charm in Mengge. This art is fueled by blood and cruelty as a paintbrush. The torn earth is used as a painting board, drawing countless beautiful scrolls of life disappearing!

This group of unicorn knights were unconsciously influenced by the Axe King, and their behavior and personality were developing towards distortion and degeneration.

Even if they are all women, they are no exception.

So when the sound of "no chickens and dogs left" sounded, the blood and energy of all unicorn knights were ignited instantly. They followed the Axe King and charged wildly towards the remaining infantry of the Human Pioneer Army. The natural fighting spirit emitted from their bodies was gradually stained with a layer of blood by the twisted heart of killing.

As the tears ran and the earth roared, the unicorn knights rushed straight towards the enemy infantry with an unstoppable domineering aura that the elves themselves could not possess.

"Hey! Hey! I'm still in it!" Eternal Nightmare wailed, and her body had already soared into the sky.

Despite saying this, his eyes still showed a look of admiration.

boom!

When the cavalry rushed into the infantry camp, it was like a sharp knife entering the abdomen, instantly cutting the rushing crowd.

The faces of the unicorn knights had a unique expression of nobility and cruelty, and the knight's spear was the first to burst into a fighting spirit sting mixed with natural energy!

They are all powerful people of level seven or above. Even if they take out one alone, they are enough to kill seven in seven out of ordinary human legions, not to mention that the number is less than one to one hundred. When the thousand knights at the front burst into fighting spirit, a hundred-meter-long orange fighting spirit merged like a steel gun, which pierced into the enemy's confidants. In an instant, the flesh and blood flew across the armor and armor were broken, and the shields in the hands of the human infantry could not even resist and were pierced. The spears in their hands could not even be swung out once and then flew into the sky.

This scene of blood mixed with minced meat spraying high and falling like raindrops is full of magical splendor. Elf is indeed elves. Even the art of killing is mastered so quickly and easily by them!

As the front shoulder, the axe king Mengge actually moved faster. The man had already jumped into the group of demon sickle warriors protected by heavy armored infantry. The battle axe opened and closed, and the blood-colored fighting spirit was tore off and shot. Each axe cut out would take away dozens of lives. The broken and incomplete limbs, and the screams and whines of his companions made the human soldiers even more panicked and feared. Their lineup was completely disrupted and they retreated madly.

As people squeeze everyone, it is even more difficult for them to escape from the killing circle of Axe King.

As one of the Pompeii special forces, the Demon Scythe Warriors have received special training since childhood. They only practiced a kind of incomplete fighting spirit and only practiced an attack method. However, this training was enough to allow them to continuously cut out one magic sickle slash after another in battle, which even surpassed the Demon Scythe Slash that was full of strength by level 11.

However, this kind of magic sickle slash not only requires the cooperation of the warriors, but also requires sufficient preparation time. This is why the heavy armored infantry's initial mission was to protect the magic sickle warriors.

But they didn't even send out a magic sickle slash, and their dream of establishing military achievements was destroyed by the dark night. Now their morale is low, and everyone is only concerned about running away, and there is no time to prepare. The third-level strike made the magic sickle warriors immediately turn from the arrogant lion patrolling the territory into a trembling little sheep, and they can only watch the butcher's knife fall on themselves.

Extremely sad.

The Claw Druids who surrounded each other from all directions obviously thought they were even more sad, full of determination to die for His Majesty and the desire to exert the reputation of the Claw Druids on the mainland. However, when they rushed to the enemy camp, what awaited them was a lot of perfect minced meat.

Ten thousand vs sixty-five thousand, the victory was so fast and so perfect.

The unicorn knights were quickly integrating the team, and the broken corpses and disabled human soldiers who were barely breathing were picked up and thrown onto a mountain of corpses with their spears.

The sharp-clawed druids covered their noses and looked at the moon elves and golden elves who used to scream for a long time when they killed someone. At this moment, there was no trace of fear and panic on their faces, but they were more calm and indifferent... Some psychopaths still had sweet and cruel smiles on the corners of their mouths, and they stretched out their small fragrant tongue to lick the blood of the enemy in their palms.

The sharp claws Druids were completely speechless and retreated first with dejected expression.

At the warning of the Axe King, the unicorn knights also retreated behind the tree people.

When the magic vine removed the dark realm, the human generals on the city wall couldn't help but widen their eyes.

When the darkness no longer covers the eyes, when the sunlight falls on the earth again, what is placed in front of them is a mountain of corpses with a height of thousands of square meters and more than fifty meters!

No one has seen it on the battlefield, but the enemy has not been hurt like a massacre. The scene where we can cut it all and it can be used as a bun filling still shocks them.

The remaining limbs and broken arms are still flowing blood, and the terrifying eyes of death are terrifying. All of these are forever imprinted in the minds of human soldiers and will never be forgotten.

What a domineering courage this is to wipe out 650,000 enemies who have lost their fighting spirit? What a twisted and cruelty this is to tear all the enemy troops into pieces without leaving a whole!?

The smell of blood mixed with the foul smell emitted from the broken belly. The autumn wind blew across the tall walls of Saga City, and everyone immediately vomited.

Moriss, the highest commander of the coalition, did not vomit.

He may not have seen the corpse mountain after the massacre in his life, but this time the slaughtered person was his subordinate, with a larger range and a larger number of people, which made his heart thrust into a slaughter.

He half-kneeled beside the city tower, covering his mouth with one hand and pressing the battlements with the other, tears flowing in his eyes.

He tried hard to hold his mouth, not letting himself scream, not letting his pain be heard by others.

As his eyes were imprinted in his mind, he vowed to repay this deep hatred to the King of Dark Night.

His eyes quickly fell on the pile of corpse mountains, and his pupils shrank, and the hatred in his eyes burst out irresistible.

The old general clearly saw that on the top of the mountain of the Corpse Mountain, a sturdy figure with red skin was playing with the head of a demon sickle warrior, throwing it up and down.

In the sun, although the pair of tiger eyes were quiet, the old general knew that there was irrepressible cruelty and cruelty hidden there, like a volcano that would erupt if there was a slight vibration, which made people unable to look directly at it.

The smile on the broad mouth was quiet and peaceful, but this tranquility did not belong to the laziness of a family man in the afternoon, and this tranquility was more like the relaxation of an executioner after cutting hundreds of heads in a row.

The man felt the old general's gaze and couldn't help but smile. No matter how friendly and relaxed this smile was, the mountain of corpse under his feet still exposed his hideousness.

"Axe King Meng Ge, the child of the King of Dark Night!"

He reported his name proudly and domineeringly, and pinched it with his hand that was slapping the head, one by one, one by one.

"Thief! Son! Dare! You!"

Moris read out his anger word by word, and the veins of his right hand holding the sword kept rising.

He stared at the Axe King with great resentment, and then witnessed the latter smiling happily, pinching the head on his hand to pieces.

Moris suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed at the King of Axe, shouting loudly: "Brother Meng of the Axe! And the King of the Dark Night behind you, I swear that if you can't drive you out of this continent, you will not be a human being!!!"

"Are you angry?"

Dongfang Yun's voice resounded clearly on the battlefield: "Why should the old general be angry? The battlefield is to fight for a life-and-death place, right? Why be so angry?"

Moris roared loudly like a lion: "Dongfangyun! If you are a man, come out and fight me! Fight with life and death!"

Dongfang Yun said strangely: "Huh, why should the old man seek death like this?"

Moris trembled all over, his pair of tiger eyes swept around and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, do you dare??"

Dongfang Yun smiled and said, "There is nothing I dare to do about this, but what are the benefits of fighting with you? I am not as flirted as you, like being instructed by others. I am so young and handsome. Every time I appear, it will cause fans to scream wildly, so I have to have a little appearance fee!"

"What do you want!?"

"It's very simple, just Saga City."

"You dream!"

"Then what can you give me?"

"My life!" Moris said word by word.

"Hey, hey." Dongfang Yun's voice was very dissatisfied: "As a general in a vassal state of Basterke, you were transferred to be the supreme commander. In the end, you were killed so many people at once. Even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to do it? And even if I fight with me, I will definitely die, but I can still gain reputation. I will make such a good thing with your life? Why not grab it?"

"I can't give you anything..." Moriss sighed and his voice lowered: "You are right. I took on such a great responsibility, but because others respect me, I was caught out of my home. After this battle, I probably have no chance to regain my honor..."

"Elder General..." A group of people next to him looked at the old man in surprise.

Moris drew out his sword with a look of grief and reluctance, and shouted loudly: "King of the Dark Night, would you like to give me a chance to fight you fairly!?"

Wow...

There was a noise from the crowd, and all the human soldiers looked at the old general in shock. Even the soldiers at the bottom of the house had always admired the old general for a long time. In order to regain his dignity, he actually used the word "gift" to pray to the King of Dark Night to fight with him. It was really a great sacrifice.

At this time, Dongfang Yun, who was far away on the ancient tree platform of the war, also sighed.

On the magic light screen in front of him, the old man's sadness and despair were completely conveyed to him.

"What do you think? Dryus."

"I'll go and kill him."

"Forget it, I'll do it! Such a hero is worthy of respect." Dongfang Yun sighed and pointed.

Next to him were several ninth-level elves maids wearing the crown of the King of the Night and the dragon robe for him.

"Then, for the time being, 886!" Dongfang Yun walked to the edge of the platform, felt the clouds and wind flowing by his side, waved his hand to Dryus, spread his arms and leaned back.

In order to prevent the Magic Crystal Cannon, the War Ancient Tree Platform has always hovered four kilometers away, so Dongfang Yun’s body would not be hit by the platform as soon as he jumped.

The wind blew rapidly in my ears, and the blue sky also gave people a warm feeling.
To be continued...