“Mr. Long, what should I do with my tribe?” Baihe placed Sif on a high snow-capped mountain. As soon as the elf girl landed, she saw that it had become a small town and asked anxiously.
“Your tribe? Aren’t your enemies the white skins that seem thick and stupid?” Baihe looked at the army that appeared on the other side of the snow field and snorted disdainfully: “What’s so great about them?”
His body shines and begins to become a prototype.
“Huh?” Sifu was stunned for a moment, watching Baihe gradually turn into a dragon form and the exaggerated armor on her body, and shouted in surprise: “Mr. Long, you have become bigger.”
Baihe snorted, flapped his wings and flew up: “Be honest.”
On the stone wall of Xuezhu Town, Chasalin looked at the snowfield in the distance, and looked at the snowfield in the distance from a distance, and the trembling feeling hit her mind one after another.
White Orcs are brave and good at fighting. Although their culture looks very vulgar and barbaric, once they form an army, they become well-trained and disciplined.
They wore crude armor of different styles, had different weapons, and had a variety of mounts. From winter wolves to snow bears, they all over the Northland’s various cold-resistant species, making the entire team look staggered and very orderly.
But this is just the view of the layman.
Chasalin ruled Xuezhuo Town for more than 500 years and had dealt with countless white orc hunting groups. Naturally, she knew that these seemingly disordered formations of war, hunters, and robbers actually hide the war instincts that had been tempered over the past thousand years. If an army launches a rash attack, it will find that the white orc formations they face can exert all the power of their equipment and mounts, and there will be no situation where the standards are inconsistent and interfere with each other.
This vanguard team will not be weaker than any of the same number of elite troops in Antas countries.
Chasalin breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the two envoys who were guarding more than a dozen Alliance guards in the distant observation tower, Alliance commander Fatalin and his guard captain Langeff.
When they first met, she said that she had sent her daughter to the rear, and this matter was temporarily fooled.
The Fatalin commander also brought the news that Chasalin dreamed of reinforcements will arrive half a day in advance, and before that, it will be at least two hours.
Two hours.
The patriarch Chasalin gritted his teeth, only two hours.
“They are here! Be on guard!”
She stood on the top of the city and shouted, and the orc vanguard on the ice field showed the whole picture on the horizon. They continued to move forward. Although the mounts and steps were different, they formed a nearly orderly sense of rhythm.
“Master Fatalin, don’t you launch reinforcements in advance?? “Above the tower, the guard captain Langeff asked Fatalin: “I suspect that this place can only last for an hour at most. At that time, even if reinforcements come, the guards here may be killed or injured. “
“Don’t be anxious. How can we show the value of our power until we are at the end of our lives? Besides, isn’t it good to weaken their strength? “Fatalin smiled. He was tall and handsome, half a head taller than most snowy elf men. His long silver-white hair was neatly combed, his slender eyelids looked smart and energetic, his nose was bright, his face was full of heroic spirit, and his long outfit made him look noble: “Langev, look there, what is that? ”
He pointed to the towering tree in the center of Xuezhuo Town.
“This? “Langoff showed a reverent expression on his face: “This is the ancestral tree, Lord Fatalin, among the elves in the north, this may be the last ancestral tree. “
“Yes, just with this last ancestral tree, no matter how weak the Xueshu tribe is, all the elves tribes will regard this ancestral tree as a spiritual sustenance. Look at this poor old woman, Chasalin, every time I put forward reform opinions over the years, when she objected, how many tribes echoed her? “
Fatalin smiled contemptuously: “These ‘traditions’ have become obstacles to the snow elves, Langeff. “
Langev remained silent, Fatalin patted his shoulder and continued, “Rangev, press your sympathy, think about the situation of our northern elves. The human pioneer group in the south of the Dragon Ridge Mountains pushes northward every year under the protection of nomads, and even the dwarves gradually fall to them. Our beginnings put aside the pride of higher races and began to intermarry with humans. I often think about a question. In this way, will there be real elves in the northern elves be there in a few generations? “
“But Fatalin, you are destroying the tradition of the elves now. “Langev frowned. “Some traditions should always die. Elf no longer needs the ancestral tree as a tool for inheritance. What is the difference between it now and an ordinary tree? It’s just a little bigger. “Fatalin said: “The gradually declining snow elves need a ruler who takes them out of their decay, rather than tying their traditions and ideas. I want to unify snow elves, Langeff, which may require a little bit of glorious means, and I don’t want to hide them from you. “
Langev took a deep breath, looked at Fatalin’s face and lowered his head deeply: “Master Fatalin, I believe in you, but we really want to destroy the ancestral tree? “
“Of course not, controlling him is the best way, Sif, that girl, haha, she is the “pure blood” of the snow elves that the essence of the ancestral tree was nurtured in Chasalin’s body. “Fatalin laughed: “She became my wife, and my position among the snow elves will be indestructible. “
He smiled, looked at the orc infantry arranged in the distance, and ordered LanGoff: “Go to send a message, let the ambush reinforcements launch an attack an hour in advance, and then divide a group of people to find the whereabouts of the girl and send it to the rear? The patriarch thinks there is something wrong with my intelligence.”
At the last sentence, a hint of anger appeared on Fatalin’s handsome face.
“Yes.” Langev breathed a sigh of relief. Although his commander was a little scheming, he finally had no idea of creating a large-scale tragedy.
Fatalin watched Langev go away, and a confident feeling appeared in his heart. He looked at the soldiers of Xuezhao Town who barely occupied the city wall and were somewhat discontinued, and his mood gradually rose.
The Snow Swamp Tribe, the last pure blood elves, the elves tribe that unifies the Northland, the king…
Everything is under control.
These orc tribes came at the right time to gather a plate of loose sand in advance. Of course, I must be the leader.
Fatalin smiled and stared at the orcs who were tying in the middle of the snowfield. They formed a formation and sent out an envoy riding the white wolf, first politely and then to the soldiers.
The guards of Xuezuo Town watched the envoy reach the city wall and did not make any moves. It is also a common practice in this world that the two armies did not kill the envoys in front of the formation.
The orc on the white wolf took out two red and white flags and spread them in the air. Then he raised his strength to throw the flag onto the city wall, turned around and patted the wolf and walked away.
Chasalin took a breath, threw the white flag off the top of the city, held the red flag and raised it. Under the night sky, a large area of torches shone brightly on the flag.
The white orc’s trumpeter blew the trumpet, and a frenzied howl came from the orcs, and a bloodthirsty smell immediately dissipated in the air.
The enemy chose blood!
Ao! ~
A loud long whisper suddenly crossed the sky, and the audience’s attention was suddenly attracted.
Fatalin raised his head and found a dragon circling in the sky above his head at some point.
He was stunned for a moment, because after he looked through all the information about the dragon in his mind, he still couldn’t recognize what kind of dragon it was!