The aftermath of a one-day war may still be brewing, and someone may face less trouble than he imagines. This may also be another situation, that is, he was just being sentimental before, and no one would be fooled all over the world just because of his little actions.
All in all, this is a good thing, for someone who is afraid of trouble. However, when I went to Kabanbai College to teach mathematics, I was inevitably asked about it by the students who came to class. It was just a casual chat after dinner, so I explained it again.
On the whole, life remained peaceful until the second coalition expedition...
In fact, as early as the second day after the liberation of World Tree Chloe, the old king of the Armenian Elf Kingdom sent letters of credence to the remaining three elf kingdoms. There were also twenty-three (note) high officials of the Turtle Dove Alliance. Holy Seal. Of course, there is also the pixel version of the three-headed monkey.
Standing in the position of King Andre Priel, he got rid of the shameful name of the defeated at the last moment and acted as a new member of the alliance. But everyone still knows what the actual situation is.
Therefore, Andre Priel actively wants to perform in the alliance and strive for real recognition, rather than simply being a vassal of World Tree Chloe. At least, not worse than that human being.
Under such premise, it is undoubtedly a great achievement to be able to persuade the remaining three elven kingdoms to surrender and make them agree to liberate the World Tree that they are enslaved by. Military operations have always been ancillary to politics. Moreover, the elves are also a group that is accustomed to discussing everything in advance, rather than directly showing off their muscles. Unlike orcs, there is room for negotiation only after a fight has been fought in advance.
However, no matter which race of Homo sapiens they are, no one will easily give up the interests in their hands, and the elves, who are synonymous with kindness, beauty, and peace-loving, are not immune to this. Perhaps the blessings of the World Tree are monopolized by a few elven clans, but the various high-end magic materials prefixed by the World Tree still make the kingdom reluctant to give up.
In order to emphasize the seriousness of the matter, King Andre Priel also stated the advantages of the Wood Elf Alliance in his letter of credence. The detailed description of these advantages also allowed the remaining three kingdoms to make targeted arrangements.
Such a result cannot be attributed to the old king's ignorance; perhaps, it was his deliberate method. On the surface it's meant to help everyone, but in reality it's just holding back. It makes people hate it with itch, but there is nothing they can do about it.
As for why the old king dared to do this, I can only say that he was a master who was used to playing tricks and never minded causing trouble for his allies and opponents. Because only in this way can we have the opportunity to highlight our existence. Even though the outcome might be worse, it could also be better, right?
No matter what the old elf king's thoughts were, maybe someone noticed it, maybe someone was still kept in the dark, maybe someone was a hindsight, but no one really cared about what the old king did. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is like a mirror in the mirror.
Perhaps the wood elf coalition in the lost land is not really a top-level combat force and cannot fight the peak battle of the gods. But if the opponent is at the level of the Elf Kingdom, it will be crushed without any suspense.
After two uneasy Sabbath weeks, the Elf Kingdom of Donbass, located in the east of the Lost Continent, finally ushered in the allied forces of the Wood Elves and the two Elf Kingdoms.
After receiving the letter of credence from the Kingdom of Armenia, the Kingdom of Donbass began a series of preparations for war, especially the increase in magical power, which raised the palace's guard level to a level that the kingdom could hardly bear. Finally, before the Kingdom of Donbas itself collapsed, the coalition forces appeared openly and openly... outside the city.
The archer defenders on the watchtower were the first elves to notice something strange.
Outside the city wall, in an open area cleared of trees and stones, an elven phalanx suddenly appeared. Because it was a winter morning, there was a layer of mist surrounding the royal capital. The elves stationed on the east watchtower thought it was a dark shadow caused by looking directly at the sun. But the more I checked, the more I felt that the black shadow was so real.
Then came the second and third shadows. After a while, the open space outside the city was filled with dense military formations.
As early as the third phalanx appeared, the team leader responsible for garrisoning that section of the city wall hurriedly sounded the warning bell. Warnings sounded one after another, and in a short period of time, the whole city was ringing. The defenders at the city gate hurriedly closed the newly opened city gate, lowered iron bars, placed crossbars, and used all kinds of defenses in order to block the city gate.
However, the wood elf coalition that suddenly appeared and caught people off guard did not launch a surprise attack. They waited quietly, as if waiting for the Kingdom of Donbas to make all preparations for defense.
The wood elf holding the white flag high walked slowly, but at a speed that others could hardly imagine, and arrived in front of the city gate, within the range of the bow and arrow. But no one in the defending army dared to shoot arrows, not only because of the white flag of negotiation, but also because the skill just used was the shrinking technique among elven warriors. There are only a handful of elves who can use it to such an extent. A sneak attack with one arrow or two arrows will only irritate the opponent, but will not hurt them.
Arriving at the city gate, the wood elf envoy headed towards the city and shouted in Elvish language, 'My fellow elves, our army is not an invader. I came here today just to liberate the World Tree. I hope you can give the location of the Secret Forest and give up the act of harming the World Tree. We are also compatriots who can coexist peacefully, and we will have opportunities to fight side by side in the future. '
Of course it was impossible for the general responsible for guarding the gate not to respond. But if he doesn't want to speak, he can choose to shoot an arrow to show his attitude. However, this arrow was not so easy to shoot, so he chose to respond and said, 'Fellow elves, our country has not done anything to harm the World Tree as you said. The elves and the mother tree have always had a symbiotic relationship. If you came here for this, you can leave now. The location of the secret forest can only be known to the chosen ones. This rule applies to all elves. So you don’t have any reason to make demands, so retreat quickly. The creatures protected by the mother tree should not kill themselves. '
The general guarding the city responded like this. Whether he knew the inside story and was just saying it to appease his subordinates, or he was also deceived and did not know the truth. Others did not know. But what is certain is that every word and action of the elf general is under the instruction of his king. The old king of Donbas is hiding in the tower.
The coalition forces appeared in a way he didn't expect, and they seemed to be planning to attack the city head-on. Or is it that the other party wants to mobilize defensive forces from the palace, and then use the rainbow bridge they call it to break into the palace and capture themselves? No matter what the opponent's plan is, the King of Donbass plans to hide on the front line. It seems like this should be the safest approach.
The envoy sent by the wood elves returned unhurriedly after receiving the reply. Such an attitude more or less aroused the indignation of the defenders on the city wall.
The Kingdom of Donbass still stands strong today, having withstood countless attacks from humans and other species of Homo sapiens. No matter how fierce the attack, all of them fell into the sand under this city wall. With such a record, the elves standing on the city wall can only be filled with pride.
However, although the attack by the same elves was not the first in the world, it was also unprecedented in thousands of years. In this world where the Elf Kingdom is struggling to maintain, most elves are actually angry about the wood elves' attack. If blood is to be shed in a civil war, why not shed it on the battlefield against foreigners.
Especially the torture of preparing for the battle before, blindly waiting for the enemy who didn't know when to appear, the psychological pressure was even more unbearable for most elves. Now that the war is finally about to begin, all the elves feel a sense of relief and relaxation, and everyone is looking forward to the next battle.
The elf general was preparing to make a mobilization call on the city wall, but the wood elf coalition had already begun to take action. A large group stood out in a horizontal formation and advanced slowly. This was the posture of the bow and arrow array preparing to shoot. There was no time to mobilize before the war, so the general hurriedly issued defense orders; the garrison captains at each section of the city wall were shouting, instructing his subordinates to prepare for protection and shooting.
Looking at the advancing brigade, none of the defenders on the city wall, old or new, were afraid. Not only were their numbers greater than those of the Wood Elf Alliance, but they also had an advantageous location. Shooting down from the city wall, the range is much longer than the group of elves who need to shoot upward. In other words, before the enemy walks into the distance where they can shoot upward, they must first accept the baptism on the city wall.
This level of knowledge made the defending elf army appear confident and morale high. Everyone was holding back a lot of energy, as if they wanted to release the tense emotions of the past few days in one breath.
Just before the coalition's horizontal formation was about to enter the bow and arrow range on the city wall, the entire army stopped, leaving the elven defenders on the city wall confused. A tall elf walked out of the coalition formation, only a few steps away, holding a short bow that was less than arm length.
Just look at the elf standing at a distance where it is impossible to shoot, setting up a short bow that is impossible to use, opening the bow like the moon, and shooting out. The arrow turned into a green-blue fire snake in the air, crossed this impossible distance, and accurately shot to the top of the city. The green flames splashed out and engulfed the defenders on the city wall. The elves contaminated by the fireworks all fell to the ground and rolled around, howling miserably.
The characteristics of this bow are familiar to all elves. The old king, who was hiding in the tower and peeping at the battle, couldn't help but cursed when he saw this, "Damn it, that guy Andre even took out such a valuable treasure as the Bow of the Elf Emperor! He still has some backbone."
As an artifact-level magical weapon given by God, the Bow of the Elf Emperor is not only powerful, but also has a farther range than ordinary strong bows. Fortunately, there is only one weapon of this level...
The old king, who was just so rejoicing, looked at the wood elves at the forefront of the coalition forces, all with their bows and arrows ready. The commander's order to release arrows seemed to be carried in the wind. The volley of arrows turned into colorful fire snakes, so densely packed that they almost covered half of the sky, pointing directly at a section of the city wall.
In an instant, the section of the city wall that was ravaged by various magical effects turned into a hell-like scene. The soldiers stationed on it didn't even have a chance to cry out, and were drowned by countless magic attacks.
The effect of the attack magic did not last long. The magical flame dies immediately after losing all fuel to burn it. All that was left was the scorched blackness on the ground and the ashes left behind by someone unknown. Only after countless battles, the elves of the Kingdom of Donbas are proud that the city walls with several defensive magic effects are still standing, just like before the war.
Note: The number of twenty-one high seats in the previous article was mistaken. It should be twenty-two. With the addition of new members, it is now twenty-three.
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