ps: Yesterday, I silently took a look at the number of monthly votes last month... Oops~ It’s a bit embarrassing to say that Xiaolong has been cheating everyone for so long, but everyone is still so supportive. I would like to express my heartfelt thanks. This journey has not been easy.

, I rely on everyone’s support, so let’s continue to work hard in the future~Thank you~

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"What? No one escaped?

What happened?

Explain it clearly to me word for word!"

In the large tent of the elven army, a druid hero wearing a deer-headed hat with a pair of beautiful ice-blue stag antlers had a serious face and frowned as he asked the scouts in front of him.

Not long before this, because the secret sentry scouts to the north did not report the latest news in time, so just in case, the general named "Alendo" had just sent a regiment of patrol scouts to check.

one time.

However, in just a moment, the "surveillance scouts" who were following the attacking column actually ran back and reported that the entire column was gone!

Although it is only a small regiment of 500 people, it does not bode well for the Elf Vanguard Army, which has not encountered any trouble for several days~

This time the elves' army marched northward, unlike the small-scale border conflicts that broke out from time to time with the ghosts in the past.

After the young and energetic "new faction" (actually the radical faction) in the clan has gained considerable public opinion and widespread support, this is definitely a large-scale attack rarely seen in a century!

The will of the elves no longer wavers, and their weapons are ready!

This time, they were no longer a tentative attack, no longer a one-shot hunt.

They will bravely march north with a huge regular army to completely drive out the blasphemous undead spirits that have been rampant in the north of their sacred "endless forest sea" for a long time!

In order to achieve this lofty, sacred, and just goal, the elves are currently making intensive preparations.

Soldiers, munitions, supplies...

Everything is under intense preparation, just to increase one more point of strength, just to make the balance of victory tilt as much as possible to them, the sons of the forest, the apostles of life~

While the clan was making intensive preparations, a "vanguard army" numbering as many as ten armies had already quietly lurked less than seventy miles away from the southern border of the Ghost clan half a month ago.

An army consists of 3,000 men. A legion consists of 30,000 men, and a group army consists of an army of up to 300,000 men!

A total of three million elven warriors are entrenched in the wilderness in order to build a solid and powerful stronghold for advancement.

At the same time, a large number of outstanding druids and mages from the new generation of the elves are secretly gathered here. Naturally, they are building a powerful giant teleportation array that can help the countless armies that are about to be completed in the clan to easily cross the border.

Go here.

For this matter, three million troops have been stationed here for more than half a month, and many new elven spellcasters have been working day and night, and they will be able to complete the battle in a blink of an eye.

It was also the final insurance. In the end, five armies were separated from the Elf side's vanguard army, and they continued to advance twenty miles north. First, they could further observe and be alert to the movements of the evil undead, and later they could become the main force in the rear.

A natural protective umbrella for the position.

It is precisely for this reason that this first line of defense cannot be missed.

And to say that such a large loss of troops was the first case since Allendo led the army.

After listening to the report from his scouts, Allendo realized that his opponent had finally arrived...

"Give me the order!

The whole army is on first-level alert, and the city defense is undergoing a comprehensive inspection. The tree people have begun to do the final reinforcement of the city defense. At the same time, they have sent out all the liaison troops to tell the brothers on the side and the back line that the ghost clan guys should have discovered us, and the situation may change at any time.

.get them ready."

However, just at the moment when Allendo's order was issued...

"Lord Allendo~

Are you a little too nervous?

They are just a group of despicable stragglers. They are not worthy of your labor and effort, right?

Our brothers in other directions have not received similar news, which shows that this is not a planned all-out attack, otherwise... humph~

If they choose us for surgery, doesn't it mean that their luck is too bad?"

The rattan curtain of the Chinese army tent was raised, and a rather slender figure strode in.

Under the bright sunshine, the skin of this slender figure seemed to glow slightly with a faint golden light, very much like the so-called "Golden Elf" who once ruled the entire "Old World" continent in an era earlier than ancient times.

"!

Of course~

For the residents of the New World, such rumors have long been illusory.

But it is undeniable that this young-looking male elf is actually a handsome man. Even among the elves with an endless stream of handsome men and beauties~

It's just that the expression on this handsome elf boy's face is indescribably frivolous, and he feels a bit like a handsome ruffian among the elf...

"Lord Allendo~

It would be too unbecoming to make people panic because of this pointless harassment, right?

We are the sons of the great forest, and this time we are here with the divine message of the goddess of life~

Can those dirty skeletons still cause any trouble?

Instead of just issuing a boring warning like this, how about Allen give me a group of subordinates?

With my methods, it’s really not that difficult to catch those sneaky guys in the forest~”

Following the tall elf's words, he suddenly transformed into a huge jet-black long bow from nowhere!

His own height is close to two meters, which is considered tall even among the tall elves~

However, this huge war bow was more than half of his height. From a distance, it looked more like an item with more decorative meaning. But as the tall elf's fingers brushed the bow, the huge war bow suddenly appeared.

A layer of misty dark green light lit up... The light was not active, and even flowed slowly like thick glue, giving people an extremely uncomfortable sense of disobedience in an instant.

"This... Lord Damro, this is probably inconsistent with your order, right?

You know, as the military supervisor, you are the person I have to protect, and if something happens to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it to my superiors..."

"Okay, Master Allendo~

Put away these boring hypocrisies.

I know that you don't quite agree with our new school's ideas. You may even be slightly opposed to them.

So if what I expected is correct, you probably want me to leave the camp as soon as possible, right?

It's okay~

Let us make a choice that satisfies both of us.

You give me a main force, and I'll go out independently and dig out all those dirty skeletons.

If you don’t want this military achievement, I think I’m very interested in coming out on top~”

The tall male elf named Damro said rudely with a look of disdain in his eyes. Seeing that Allendo seemed to be in some kind of deep thought, he chuckled indifferently, and then said rudely

He turned around and retreated, completely ignoring Allendo, his nominal commander.

Faced with Damro's provocation and rudeness, Allendo just snorted with disdain~

As Damro said, in fact, Allendo himself is not a supporter of the overly extreme new school, or what some people privately call a "radical" supporter.

Compared with the core members of the new generation and a large number of major supporters who are generally under 200 years old, Allendo, who is almost 300 years old this year, can barely be regarded as a somewhat embarrassing "middle-aged generation".

They are not much older than the excited, hot-blooded, and easily inspired new sect, but the extra hundred years just allowed them to experience two more large-scale chaotic wars on the continent!

In these two large-scale continental riots, the elves' opponents included ghosts, dungeons, and barbarians entrenched in the northeast of their traditional elven territory.

Among these three opponents, Allendo was the one who impressed him the most... and even scared him!

It's the ghost tribe...

Endless army of undead!

Everywhere he passed were ruins of black soil, a sky obscured by dark clouds, and a wilderness filled with the wails of the dead.

There is also the rotten stench that is naturally filled with zombies. For elves, these are unbearable harsh conditions!

However, compared to life, all of these are so insignificant.

When fighting the undead, the most terrifying situation is when one's own side either charges bravely and fearlessly, or retreats fearfully.

However, their enemies, those damn undead, are always so cold and stare at every opponent with their soul fire!

Whether it's a centaur or a dwarf, whether it's an elf or a dragon!

When being stared at by millions of identical cold, emotionless soul fires densely packed on the battlefield, it is difficult to resist the fear rising from the depths of one's heart!

That is the silence and gaze of the dead. It is the naked gaze of death on life!

In any case, for the living, that is an extremely bad thing!

And what is even more unforgettable, like a nightmare, is the "fratricide" that continues to be staged on the battlefield again and again... again and again... again and again!

Maybe after just half a day, the elves will find that the brothers and sisters who died next to them in the last battle have become the vanguard of the undead army at some point!

They walked stiffly, waving their mutilated arms, and wailing with unknown meaning in their mouths, approaching the young elves step by step like evil ghosts crawling out of hell...
To be continued...