Both sides have realized that words alone cannot convince each other. A despicable war is destined to be staged in the capital of Usuan.

Of course, there are some problems here - Terion's actions were too big. This elf prince, who may have lost his mind, wished to wear all the things he wanted to commit in chaos. He assembled the troops to win over other elf princes, elite soldiers and army. Even ordinary high elf citizens could sense that the elf prince seemed to be crazy and crazy.

What's even more sad is that the prince still doesn't understand the situation very well. He wishfully thought that Ariel would not attack him. He also wishfully thought that the situation was in his control. He wishfully thought that as long as the culprit Dreo was the one who was responsible, everything would be fine. The blinded queen would wake up, and other elves princes would also express support for him again. The matter of launching an expedition to the old world can be settled, the evil chaotic demons can be eliminated, and the world is peaceful, so he can retreat to the mountains and forests without caring about the world.

What a joke, how is it possible

Relatively speaking, under the control of Dreio, Arie's actions were more concealed and efficient. The support that Arie, who had the title of great power, could naturally get was much more than Terion, who was inexplicably illegitimate and could not take it out for the bridge. The hearts of the people are invisible and intangible. Persuasion and persuasion ultimately depend on a mouth. In this regard, the Eternal Queen, trained by Dreio, is much stronger than Terion, a guy who is used to being a person who is like a commander, and even asks for help.

The situation turned towards Arriel bit by bit. Terion was kept in the dark about all this. As time passed, Arriel's side had already prepared. However, at Dereo's request, in order to obtain more names and shirk more responsibilities, Arriel was still waiting, waiting for the moment Terion took action against her.

On August 7th, on a thunderstorm night, Arriel's room was wearing a silver mask, and the human being she affectionately called the teacher...or the evil demon said to her like this:

"Our advantage is very obvious. Now, most of the high elf princes have sworn allegiance to you. Shadow Warrior, Hols Sword Master and the Great Magician either tend to us or remain neutral. Even his most direct White Lion Guards support him, and even the elves turn to you. The only troops he can really mobilize is probably three or four corps."

"But... that person is Terion after all!" Arie was a little worried: "No matter what, there are thousands of White Lion Guards! And his goal is, you teacher... Otherwise, you can hide first. No matter how he does, he will not be able to do anything to me."

"It's okay." This time, Dereo took the initiative to hug Arie: "You are here, I won't go anywhere."

Arrier, who was hugged by Dereo, trembled slightly, and her heart felt sweet, and then she fell into Dereo's arms and stopped talking.

It was also on this night that the White Lion Guard's base in the suburbs of the city. The White Lion Guard soldiers who had already made up their minds to follow Terion. These burly soldiers wearing white lion leather, wearing shiny silver-white armor, and holding long-handled battle axes braved the pouring rain. One and two were standing motionless on the school ground in the center of the military camp, lined up in a square like a knife and axe.

Several elves with slightly different styles surrounded Terion, a strong and tall high-elf war horse riding a strong and tall high-elf war horse with armor and a sun-fire sword hanging around her waist stood opposite the army. These high-elf nobles who were usually arrogant and most focused on appearance were like ordinary soldiers at this moment, just like ordinary soldiers, letting the raindrops of soybeans crackle and hit their bodies, and they were so painful that they didn't say a word or move.

Seeing this army that had been fighting with the north and north for nearly a hundred years, Terion couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. His purpose and his thoughts had been repeatedly told every soldier standing here. The elves who did not agree with what he thought had long left, and the rest were all soldiers who were loyal to him.

In this case, it is useless to say anything more. Terion just glanced at the soldiers with a sharp look, then suddenly pulled out the sword around his waist and shouted loudly: "Go forward! Kill that evil demon!" The white lion guard soldiers around him responded - however, at this moment, a thunder sounded from the ground. Through the lightning, Terion suddenly found that a group of elves wearing dark green cloaks were raising bows and arrows on a towering tree nearly a hundred meters away. The target was himself!

"Enemy!" Terion's heart suddenly jumped. It was raining, it was night, it was at such a distance. If it were other races - even those cousins ​​of wood elves who were proud of having the strongest ranger troops, they would not dare to say that they could hit the target - however, some of the high elves dared to say that! The hands were attached to stable and accurate, hitting three intermediate magical longbows, made of sophisticated magic, and shadow warriors who had a career as a sharpshooter of more than three hundred years, would they dare to accept such a task!

"Do not dodge!" Before Terion could finish his shout, the bow and arrow shot over, and a faint white light emitting around him, blocking the heavy rain, just like thunder and lightning, extremely fast and extremely accurate shooting towards Terion - no, no, besides Terion, several other high elves officers around him were their targets!

Halfway through the shouting of Terion, the arrow shot over. While shouting out the other half, which was actually useless reminder, he waved his long sword and picked the arrow open. Terion was Terion, after all, Usulan's first elf warrior. Even if more than ten shadow warriors were shooting at him, they could not do anything to him in the end.

However, the other elf officers were not as good as him. By the time he reminded him, it was too late. A total of six Tyreon's confidant officers, five of whom died on the spot by arrows in their necks, chests or eyebrows. Only one officer who was usually cautious and had two layers of soft armor in his chest plate survived.

Before the soldiers of the White Lion Guard could react, the light of the teleportation magic circle appeared in the rainstorm around. Then, a large number of members of the Phoenix Guard holding long halberds, a large number of Hoss Sword Saints holding big swords, and even a group of standard high-elf infantry holding spears, inside and out, surrounded the White Lion Guard in the middle. These soldiers squeezed the schoolyard so much that they were over 4,000 people, more than four times that of the White Lion Guard!

"Surrender, Prince Terion! The news of your conspiracy and rebellion has long been known by the Eternal Queen! For your previous achievements, as long as you surrender, the Queen promises to give you a good treatment and your decency will be preserved, or do you want to continue to resist and bring more embarrassment to yourself?!"

Similar calls of surrender continued to be heard in this army, not only to Terion, but also to other White Lion Guard soldiers. Those who shouted could even clearly express the names, positions, and achievements of the soldiers. All of this made these White Lion Guard soldiers feel extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Damn it! Evil Demon! Is this the one you did again?! You, you idiots! Do you want to see a chaotic evil demon that will cause our homeland to be like this?!"

Ranran, among the shaken and embarrassing people, Terion did not include. The elf prince was still angry and still maintained his fighting spirit. He shouted loudly: "Where is the queen?! I want to see the eternal queen!"

However, the only answered him was a cold sneer, the approaching Phoenix Guard, and other high elves soldiers.

To be honest, although Terion had thought of rushing into the palace where Arrier lived in an extreme way and forcibly killing Dereo, he never thought of fighting with these high elves of the same clan - however, things had reached this point. It would be hard to imagine that he wanted to give up!

Seeing his last trump card, the soldiers of the White Lion Guard were depressed under the pressure of the Phoenix Guard step by step, and seemed to have no fighting... or the will to resist. Terion gritted his teeth and thought to himself: "This is what you forced me." Then he urged the war horse to step forward - at this moment, the only high-elf officer next to him who survived the previous attack of the shadow warrior's bow and arrow suddenly took action. He pulled out a short sword and stabbed it into the neck of the elf war horse under Terion's crotch.

The major artery on the neck of the war horse was pierced at once, and with a whine, he fell to the ground and threw Terion out.

Terion flipped through the air and stood firmly. At this moment, the soldiers of the White Lion Guard around had already begun to drop their weapons and let the Phoenix Guard and other elves fiddle with them.

"Zelan, what are you doing?!" Terion was half angry and half confused and questioned his confidant... or the original confidant.

"Prince, stop, everything you have is under the control of the Queen, you can't win. And you can't kill Mr. Dreo."

The high elf named Zelan said to Terion with a expressionless face.

"Are you on their side too?!"
Chapter completed!