After receiving the news of the appearance of the undead army, even the most xenophobic and autistic woodland elves came running over. Soon, almost all the national kings of the Gushan Alliance appeared in Irub's reception hall.
, for a while the hall was filled with people drinking and drinking, and the atmosphere was so lively.
"Why do I feel like I'm missing someone?" Verve, who came with Roland, raised his head and glanced around and asked.
At this time, sitting in the dwarf reception hall are the Prairie Elf King (currently still a wild king) Verway, the King of Lagland Roland, the King of the Mountain Thorin, the King of the River Valley Bard, and the King of Akvia White Wing.
Thranduil, King of the Woodland Elf!
"Eovia and Dain haven't arrived yet?" Thranduil took a sip of the fruit wine and frowned.
"Singari and the Iron Hills are too far away, please be patient, Your Highness Thranduil!" Roland waved his hand to signal Thranduil to be calm.
"Okay, don't wait for them two, let's start first..." Thorin was also impatient, and as for his brothers and the star elves, he had selectively ignored them.
"Yeah, that's fine!" Roland looked at the kings around him and nodded after no one had any objections.
"The kings gathered here are here to discuss the march of the undead army from the north to the south!" Roland started.
"What! No one told me about the undead army?" Verve jumped up when he heard it. What the hell, when did the undead army come? He didn't receive any news!
"..." Thorin, White Wing and Roland first looked at Verve with a scrutinizing gaze.
"???" Then Thorin and Bai Yi turned their questioning eyes to Roland.
"Gan! Why are you looking at me? This kid hangs out with the centaurs every day, and I can't see him all day long..." Roland jumped up like a cat with exploded fur.
"Huh?" Thorin and Bai Yi heard this and turned their attention to Verve again.
"Ahem... Our theme this time is the Army of the Undead. Ahem, everyone, keep going!" Verve quickly changed the subject.
"Roland, you didn't tell me that you came here to discuss the matter of the undead!" Vervay stepped on Roland's foot under the table and growled in a low voice. He had just jumped up like a fool, and he could get his foot just thinking about it.
A fortress has been deducted.
"You didn't even ask!" Roland looked innocent. Who knew that this child was so out of touch with the times? Wait? It seems that no one really told them about this...
While thinking about this, Roland looked at Verway with an apologetic look. At this moment, the "Wild King" of the grassland was chewing his nails in embarrassment under Thranduy's teasing eyes. Damn it! It's embarrassing for this fellow!
"Okay, let's get down to business. Our dwarves, the cavalry coalition of the Kingdom of Akvia and the Kingdom of Raglan have already encountered the undead army north of the Gray Mountains..." Thorin knocked on the table and said seriously.
"What's the result?" Thranduil raised his head and looked into Thorin's eyes.
"...It's hard to explain in words!" Before Thorin could speak, Bai Yi said with a dark face. If it weren't for the righteousness of the soldiers under Roland's command, it is estimated that not many of the cavalry under his command would have been able to withdraw.
"That's for human cavalry. Those undead are not very lethal to dwarves, but they are very difficult to deal with. The other thing is that there are too many!" Thorin rubbed his beard.
"Double the damage!" Verve said suddenly without any clue.
"Huh?" Except for Thranduil and Roland, everyone else turned their heads and looked at Vervay.
Roland actually remembered the setting of Middle-earth. When the elves who believe in the power of nature face the undead and death evil spirits, they can be said to hurt each other. Compared with other enemies, the damage caused by them is doubled!
I ask you if you are afraid of bleeding profusely!
"It's okay..." Fan Wei knew he had made a mistake and quickly waved his hand.
"It seems that we need to form a coalition to fight those demons." The woodland elves, who have always been xenophobic and autistic, actually took the lead in proposing the formation of a coalition, which made Thorin look at him with suspicion.
But Roland was not surprised. After all, elves have always been less resistant to darkness and evil forces than other races. Although they can cause the greatest damage to the dark race, they will also be restrained by the dark race! Therefore, the elves need other races to take action.
The front row can share the pressure with them, and forming an alliance with dwarves and humans is a very good choice.
"Hahaha! Dear brother! Dear King under the Mountain, King of the Iron Hills, Dain, salutes you!" The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Dain walked in with a smile on his face, shaking his beard.
"Oh! My brother! Welcome to Erub!" Thorin stood up immediately to greet him.
"Hello, King Roland! Hello, King Bard..." Dain greeted everyone in turn. Everyone nodded in greeting.
"Din just happened to be here too, so Eovia is the only one missing." Bai Yi smiled.
"What happened this time?" Dain turned to look at everyone.
"The army of the undead is coming from the north to the south!" Thorin pulled him and arranged a seat for him, then held his shoulders and said.
"Ah! Turin! You may be in big trouble!" Dain immediately reacted. The country around the Gushan Mountain was flat and flat, making it the best target for the undead army to attack. Dain's face was very solemn.
"Why else are you sitting here..." Roland said helplessly, covering his face.
"Your Iron Hills is not affected much." Roland changed the subject and praised, because Iron Hills has developed for so long, has a good ecological system, and is a self-contained system. It is far from comparable to the Gushan Kingdom, a newly recovered land.
, besides, the Iron Hills hidden deep in the mountains will definitely not be found by the undead army as long as they close the door. Looking back at Irubor... that door is more conspicuous than Swiftwater City! What's even more ridiculous is the Battle of the Lonely Mountain and the War of Smaug.
The gate was damaged twice, resulting in the fact that the Irube gate has not yet been repaired.
"It's okay, but I don't know what was attacked some time ago. Part of the mountain was blown open, and the Tianling Cap on half of the mountain was lifted up! We have been repairing it during this time..." Daine muttered.
"Ahem!" Roland coughed several times to cover up his embarrassment. After all, the culprit was sleeping soundly in his arms.
"Dyne from the Iron Hills has arrived, what's going on in Eovia? It stands to reason that Thingray can get to the Lonely Mountain faster than Dyne!" Thranduil was a little worried at the moment. After all, Thingray was alone in the dark forest.
The news is very limited.
"Don't worry, I sent the dragonrider general to inform him a long time ago. There will be news soon!" Old God Roland said, he asked Akvia to inform Singere, but Roland felt deep in his heart at the moment.
I'm also a little bit embarrassed. Both sides are flying on the road. Logically speaking, we should be back this morning. It's almost afternoon...
"Wait a minute, we are not in a hurry now anyway. When King Eovia comes we will discuss the number of coalition forces. After all, those undead have to be dealt with. If they come over, there will be big trouble." Bard also interjected.