Rakshasa's sudden voice caught people off guard, while Feng Luo leaned on his seat with a sneer on his face and listened to him, while City Lord Feilin looked a little pale, as if he had been hit home.
"Prince Feng Luo is taking the lead in the battle. As long as Nuo Yan's envoy arrives safely at the Elf King's Court, the war will be suspended immediately. Look at the flattery of Feilin City Lord to Prince Feng Luo today. He is the mastermind behind the attack on the orc envoy.
It goes without saying. Right, Your Highness Feng Luo."
Feng Luo smiled and said: "As an elf, you have placed your position on the side of the dwarves and orcs. Just because of this, there is no way for you to survive today."
"It is not Prince Nuoyan who has the final say on whether to live or not," Rakshasa took half a step forward and stood in front of Salum and the elders of the Fox clan. His eyes were calmly staring at Feng Luo in front of him, and his aura was not timid at all.
Several elven nobles in the hall couldn't help but talk about who this young female elf was. She had such courage to confront Feng Luo. There was nothing strange about Rakshasa's face and eyes, and the aura coming from her body was not strong.
, can only be said to be a bit mysterious. But after she said this, Feng Luo really believed that she had other back-up plans, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Where does her confidence come from...
The orcs and elves in the hall are confronting each other, and the wild boars outside the city are leading a large number of warcraft to fight with the players.
Chirp - the harsh sound of the piccolo passed through the forest. The wild boar suddenly raised its head and found that it had reached the rear of the player's army. When it looked up, on the embankment of the moat, groups of agile elf archers came quickly.
Are there reinforcements? Lin Yutian curled his lips, turned and fought back to the group of players, conveying in his heart the idea of fighting and retreating at the same time.
He didn't want to follow some high-level NPCs in a head-on confrontation, which would damage the monsters under his command. Especially the elven archers, in the wild boar's impression, they were a type of troops with powerful attacks and amazing power. At this time, they couldn't see the number of the opponent.
Naturally, he is unwilling to confront directly.
Some people say that the jungle is the home field of the elves. In fact, this is not the case. The one that is more suitable for survival and fighting in the jungle than these elves is Warcraft.
Humph! Humph——
The roar of the wild boar made the players on tenterhooks. When Lin Yutian came in, no one could intercept him, and when he came back, no player could stop him. The number of players who came was getting larger and larger, but the NPC archers who came to support were
There are not many, and the threat to wild boars is not great.
Because if they want to attack wild boars and monsters, they must first break through the blockade of the player group. The players use their numbers to 'protect' these monsters tightly, and few of them are exposed to the range of the elven archers.
However, the elves are always gentler than the orcs and humans. Unlike the NPCs that directly hacked and killed players in Alandra, these elven archers just blew a quick flute to signal the surrounding players to get out of the way.
There were no verbal or physical conflicts, and most of the players were reasonable and decent. However, the battle situation was a little chaotic, and it was not easy for the elven archers to approach those monsters.
"Shadow Wu, get ready to leave." Lin Yutian said in his heart, and his thoughts were accurately transmitted to Ying Wu's ears. Ying Wu, who was ruthlessly harvesting the player's life, was stunned and asked in his heart:,
"Master, aren't we here to save Rakshasa and Salum?"
"We can't attack them for the time being. If they are in danger, we can't do anything to help them." Lin Yutian sighed. For him, a master who cares about his subordinates and is in charge, being unable to save his younger brother is a kind of speechless and...
depressed.
"Yes," Shadow Wu nodded in response, and the surrounding Warcraft lords roared, asking the little brother he brought to retreat towards the forest. The encounter that took place on the moat and on the edge of the jungle had already killed thousands of Warcraft.
casualties. However, these injuries are dispensable to Lin Yutian. As long as the lord monster does not die, the ordinary monster will be resurrected when it is refreshed.
In other senses, the wild boar has an unlimited source of troops, but the number of Warcraft troops under his command is constant, not too small but not too much.
It has to be said that this is also an invisible constraint of the system rules, a constraint that makes Lin Yutian unable to complain. The balance grasped by the system is so meticulous in every aspect that it neither makes Lin Yutian weak nor gives him any power.
Conditions that can easily destroy the game world.
The monsters began to retreat towards the way they came, and the players seemed to see the dawn of victory. Everyone cheered with high morale.
But the elven archers who came to support were a little dissatisfied. After they arrived, they didn't even fire a few arrows. These monsters were about to leave. Is this their credit or the bravery of the Son of God?
The battle situation was a little chaotic, and the retreat of the Warcraft could not be completed instantly. Lin Yutian ran around in several stalemate battles, liberating his lord brothers one by one from the siege of the players, and letting them evacuate first. Gradually, Lin Yutian
The hatred on his body is getting more and more, and he keeps running among the players, and the number of other monsters is getting smaller and smaller.
"He's alone! Kill him! The guild will prove it!"
"Is it okay if the level is too high and there is no profit?" Not all players are hot-headed.
"Kill this wild boar! Avenge your dead brothers and sisters!"
This reason is much more reasonable...
There was a fight going on here, and the smokeless confrontation in the hall of the city lord's palace gradually came to an end. Rakshasa's step forward and his inexplicable self-confidence calmed the elves in the scene, even Prince Feng Luo.
"I suddenly have some interest and affection for you, low elf," Feng Luo suddenly laughed, and his body relaxed, "Be my slave, and I will spare you once today."
Unexpectedly, Rakshasa sneered and said: "Sorry, I have no interest in you. Let us go, don't let yourself regret it."
"Do I regret? Shoot the arrow." Feng Luo's order came without any warning, and the dozens of archers immediately shot arrows towards the center of the field. But a flash of green light, the figures of Salum, Rakshasa and Fusak appeared in a flash.
He got behind Feng Luo, and Rakshasa held up the iron chain in his hand and repeated his old trick, trying to attack Feng Luo.
"This is what you call relying on?" A emerald-green light shield suddenly erupted on Prince Feng Luo, pushing the three of them far back. Feng Luo slowly turned back, "It's ridiculous, I actually told you that
So much nonsense.”
The elder of the Fox clan cursed loudly: "Prince Feng Luo! You are blatantly harming the envoys of the God of War Alliance! This is a shameful act that will be spurned and reviled by others!"
"Hahaha, if I kill you, who knows what happened here?"
Feng Luo suddenly stood up from his seat, and the figure of Feilin City Lord who had been standing beside him suddenly rushed towards the three people behind him, with a long sword in his hand. There was a loud shout from the elf outside, and it seemed that it was
Those orcs were all disarmed by the elven archers. Although these orc warriors were brave, they were not pedantic. They also knew how to keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood.
Especially if they are traveling as envoys and are not going to fight directly, or if they have any misunderstandings, they should not let the misunderstandings get deeper because of impulsiveness.
"Stop! Stop! You're an old thief!" Salum suddenly shouted loudly, groping deeply with his left hand in his arms, causing the charging Felin City Lord to suddenly stop.
What is this guy up to? However, looking at Feilin City Master stopping his steps so handsomely, a slender sword glowing with blue light, his slender figure is quite elegant. It must be said that this is a charming middle-aged elf.
"What tricks are you going to do again!"
"Don't let them scare Feilin," Feng Luo's laughter came. At this time, he also looked at his hands with some depression. His power was banned by the Elf Queen, and he was not used to this feeling of powerlessness.
Feilin City Lord snorted coldly and was about to move forward. Rakshasa covered his chest and stood in front of Salum. He had a dagger in his hand and his eyes were glowing with green light.
Cyan, in addition to representing space, also represents the gathering of wind elements.
"Wind Bound!"
"Tiny trick!" City Lord Feilin waved his arms, and the wind elements wrapped around him were shattered piece by piece. Rakshasa immediately faced him with his dagger.
"Everyone stop it!"
Salum roared decisively, as a man, how could he let himself hide behind a woman, "I have a scroll!"
