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Chapter 518: Adventurer's Battle
In the pitch-black passageway.
Only the faintly greenish glow from the fluorescent moss on the ceiling continued to stubbornly illuminate the area.
The small beasts that lived off this glowing moss had long since fled far away.
Living in the dangerous underground darkness, even moles, who were defenseless, had learned the survival wisdom of "a cunning mouse has three burrows."
In the thunderous battle of one-on-one confrontations in the passageway.
The battle had been ongoing for half an hour.
Over 2,000 gnolls had turned into corpses, with most of the credit going to the modified warriors.
Once the new recruits entered the fray to hone their skills, the intensity of the battle dropped significantly.
However, although the new recruits lacked killing techniques and experience,
They were protected by veteran soldiers and shielded by military formations. Although there were casualties, most of them were able to survive.
After about 10 minutes of battle, the new recruits were rotated out, replaced by more experienced veterans.
The veterans would clear out some of the enemy's crowded positions, hold back the enemy's offensive, and then send in more new recruits.
This cycle allowed the new recruits to experience the tempering of war in a relatively safe environment.
Casualties were inevitable, but their overall strength grew quickly.
The drow elves watching from the rear sensed the Bay Territory's intentions but paid them little mind.
Their strategy had always been to use slaves, continuously exhausting the enemy's elite soldiers.
Once the enemy's elite soldiers suffered heavy losses,
The drow elves would send out their own elite forces.
They would directly assault and break through the enemy's defenses in one blow!
Then, it would be time for everyone to pursue the kill, as they all excelled in that.
But, unseen by them, the injured soldiers of the Bay Territory were rapidly recovering using healing potions.
The rotated-out veterans were also drinking nutritional potions, quickly recovering their stamina.
The Bay Territory army possessed unparalleled resilience.
It was foreseeable that the gnoll horde, now seen as a training target by the Bay Territory soldiers, would suffer significant losses in this passage.
The rear of the frontlines also erupted into battle.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Poisoned crossbow bolts flew toward the agile drow scout.
In desperation, the drow scout wildly swung their curved sword, trying to cut the incoming bolts.
Unfortunately, it was all in vain, as the sharp arrowheads pierced through their body, lifting them up and slamming them heavily against the wall.
The drow scout let out a screeching roar, struggling to swing their weapon but soon lost all strength and collapsed heavily.
Chris, having successfully attacked, raised an excited eyebrow and gave a thumbs up to the nearby gray dwarf.
Frowning, Ashes stared intently at the hundred or so charging gnoll slaves, instinctively preparing to launch an attack.
However, soon Ashes heard Alice's crisp command in his ear:
"Raise shields, fire!"
Without a word, Ashes raised his shield and continued pulling the trigger.
His shooting skills were extremely refined, and with the help of his crossbow's lethality, he easily took down gnoll slaves.
He kept reminding himself that he could never go back to the past.
The most important thing now was to ensure that he and his brothers survived.
Obeying orders was the first step to remaining in the adventurer team.
The gray dwarf shield warriors occupying the uphill defensive position blocked the gnoll slaves charging toward the archers.
With their charge, the gnolls couldn't push past the gray dwarves.
Seeing the enemy closing in, Chris shouted to Morak:
"Get up there!"
Laughing heartily, Morak charged out like a gale from his hiding spot.
Despite his large size, his speed was astonishing.
Before the gnoll warriors on the side could react, Morak swung his pitch-black diamond-shaped heavy sword, cleaving two gnoll warriors in half.
The scattered bodies and splattered blood immediately enraged the gnoll slaves.
Without fear, they raised their curved swords toward the towering Morak!
And then, with a single sweeping strike, Morak cut them in half.
Blood splattered, flesh flew.
Morak single-handedly ripped a huge hole in the gnoll warriors' side.
He relieved the pressure from the gnolls in the front, allowing the gray dwarves to better consolidate their defenses.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The continuous sounds of arrows slicing through the air claimed the life of one gnoll slave after another.
Even though the gnoll slaves were numerous, they couldn't break through the defense, posing no threat whatsoever.
Ashes, who had been prepared to join the attack, forcefully held back.
He had been a lone wolf hero in the past, and with his own strength, he had taken down hundreds of gnoll slaves.
But in the end, he lost, and dozens of the Gray Bear Guards became slaves as well.
The thousands of gray dwarf civilians he had protected were mostly turned into sacrifices by the drow elves.
The endless humiliation and anger gnawed at his heart like a sharp knife.
The pain and regret surged within him, making him unable to stop thinking.
If he hadn't charged out, could he have waited for reinforcements?
Now, Ashes had chosen silence, only wanting to protect what he held dear.
Seeing that the gray dwarves were holding their ground, Alice's previously anxious heart finally relaxed, and she immediately arranged the next phase of the operation:
"Archers, switch teams. Snipers, freely hunt drow elf rogues."
"Rogues, support Morak. Bards, prepare blessings."
"Everyone, hold steady. There are no enemies within 200 meters. We'll clear out these gnoll slaves in two minutes."
The adventurers in the team followed orders, and they gradually gained confidence in the synchronized gray dwarves.
Two minutes later.
Several rogues swiftly weaved between the bodies of the gnoll slaves.
They counted the number of gnolls slain and searched for any valuable items.
The adventurers resting on the spot listened to Alice's battle summary.
Not far from them,
Some adventurer groups were choosing their opponents or engaging in skirmishes with drow elves launching surprise attacks.
The adventurer teams were fighting fiercely, working hard to block the latter half of the passage and hunting down every drow elf they encountered.
The reason they were working so hard was, of course, for the rewards.
The bounty on each drow elf was 200 gold coins.
The enchanted equipment they carried was also a highly coveted prize.
Even killing a gnoll slave brought a reward of 10 gold coins.
Killing a drow elf patrol could easily earn over a thousand gold coins!
It was worth fighting for!