Two hours later, Alex's army moved closer to the ant nest.
At that moment, the ants finally registered them as a threat, prompting them to immediately start forming ranks in response.
The two sides then faced off, but the initiative was on the elven army's side.
Unlike the ants, who only had close and mid-range capabilities, the elves, on the other hand, had…
"Fire!" Alex ordered.
As soon as Alex gave the signal, countless arrows flew across the sky, blocking the sun with their density.
The moment this barrage descended upon the army, the ants finally understood they were simply sitting ducks just waiting to be slaughtered.
Dying screeches reverberated throughout the battlefield as hundreds of ants died in that first volley.
Though their bodies were tough, it wasn't tough enough to shrug off the bombardment from the elves.
The elven archers, who were all mounted on horses, began to retreat as the ants finally charged in their direction.
