With one foot stepping on the corpse of a demon dog covered in black blood, a slender man wearing bright armor returned the long sword in his hand to the scabbard on his waist. Mobile version::
He squinted his eyes and looked at the black eagle flag of Eilandhill flying on the battlefield in the distance through the gorgeously patterned visor. He took a long breath and murmured softly: "Finally, we're here...
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Pointed ears were exposed on both sides of his helmet, and standing behind him was a flag bearer with a green vine flag, and rows of neatly dressed soldiers.
Further behind, you can vaguely see a huge floating city. On top of the city is a towering tree that is so huge that it is bigger than the mountains.
"Greken is ahead." The armor-clad warrior leading the way was clearly the elf envoy Farai who had visited Elanthir.
Standing next to him was another elf general. This man was holding his helmet and did not take action in the battle just now.
At this time, he also looked at the black golden eagle flag in the distance, and asked with some confusion: "Greken's flag has been changed? Why is it a black golden eagle flag? Why don't I remember that there is such a flag in the history of mankind?
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That's right, before the rise of Ailanhir, he was just a small city lord. Even the oldest city lord of Seris only had a few hundred years of inheritance. Naturally, the thousand-year-old elf general in front of him would not remember it.
There is such a small role.
Farai knew it clearly. He reached out and took off the armor on his head. He held it around his waist and pointed in front of him and said, "That's what I'm talking about, the flag of the emerging human empire, Elanthir."
"That country that cut down trees, destroyed the environment, and built a bunch of messy machinery just like the dwarves?" Obviously, the elf general in front of him didn't have a good impression of Eilandhir.
Among the elves, there are quite a few people who agree with the dwarves' practices, but that is already the limit of most elves. Their love for the environment comes from their own beliefs and the continuation of their race, which is unimaginable by other races.
Therefore, when it comes to the destruction of the environment and pollution of the land, many elves are not only filled with hatred and hostility, but also have a strong desire to declare war with Eilandhir.
If it weren't for the fact that the elves were desperate this time, the aloof elves would definitely have a serious talk with Ailan Hill about important environmental issues.
It's a pity that the current elves are no longer the powerful elves they used to be. They have now lost their territory, almost all their troops, and their reserves of supplies have been exhausted. : :
At this moment, they are, to put it nicely, a lost dog, and to put it worse, they are almost at the end of their rope.
"Although I also hate that country, they are indeed very strong..." Farai explained to his companions: "They suppressed two magic eyes. Maybe they are the last hope of this world."
"They were able to suppress the two magic eyes only because we resisted the main force of the demon army..." The elf general sneered, then sighed and said: "Anyway, now... it's too late to say anything.
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He looked at the huge magic eye in the distance and shook his head: "I also hope that they are strong enough so that we can buy enough time for us to cultivate and recuperate. If we have enough time, we can let
The elves will continue for a few more years or even decades."
"Yes, I hope they are strong enough..." Speaking of the tragic future and the doomed ending of the elves, Farai's face also darkened, and he sighed in a low voice: "I don't want to see the destruction of the elves with my own eyes.
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While they were talking, a troop of ten eight-wheeled heavy armored reconnaissance vehicles painted in green camouflage rushed over quickly.
The nimble movements of these bulky armored vehicles when going off-road made the elven soldiers who formed the phalanx look curiously.
The heavy tires crushed the carcass of the devil dog on the roadside, and as the shock absorption system expanded and contracted one after another, it really looked a bit handsome.
Then, when looking closely, the armored vehicles covered with mud were parked a few hundred meters away from the elven phalanx, and seemed to be looking at these strange visitors who had come from afar.
"The other party doesn't seem to have radio equipment!" The commander of the reconnaissance company, who had been shouting into the radio for a long time, complained with disdain while holding the intercom: "How can we communicate? They are said to be the forward troops of the elves, but there is nothing I can do about it.
Distinguish?"
"Boss, if that doesn't work, just let me go over and contact you directly!" a commander asked, getting a little impatient.
"What if it's a demon army?" the company commander said, unwilling to let his men take risks.
"If you admit your mistake, you will avenge me!" The commander over there had a hint of determination in his tone, as if he had made a lot of determination.
Just as they were talking about it, Farai, who was holding his helmet, pushed his feet lightly, jumped up, and landed in front of the armored reconnaissance vehicles of Eiland Hill, and shouted: "
I am Farai, the general of the elves! I took my people all the way to Greken and asked for help from humans!"
"Ka!" The hatch of the reconnaissance vehicle was opened, and the commander of the reconnaissance company stuck out his head, looked at the elf magician who looked like Superman in the distance, and shouted seriously: "This is the station in Greken."
The 9th Army Group Defense Area of Airan Hill! Welcome you!"
A few minutes later, the commander of the reconnaissance company wearing a tactical vest and carrying an assault rifle walked to the front of the elven phalanx with a small soldier, stepping on the black soil and the corpse of the devil dog.
He curiously looked at the elven soldiers who were still wearing old-fashioned armor, because this kind of equipment was rare near Elanthir.
"I have been ordered to come and guide the elves into Greken. Your Majesty the Great Magister has communicated with us that you are allowed to enter Greken, so don't worry, you are safe." This little man said
The company commander stood in front of the elven general and spoke in a neither humble nor condescending tone, his tone full of the confidence of an Elanthir soldier.
The elf general's face was ugly. He felt that a human being didn't even have basic respect in front of him. This feeling was very bad.
You must know that the elves are a race where all the people are soldiers. There are millions of elves, which is an elite army of millions. In the past, it was definitely a powerful force that people were afraid of to the extreme.
But now, in the eyes of the top management of Elanthir, this race that was once powerful enough to influence the balance of power in the world is just a group of homeless refugees.
Resettling refugees requires land and money. These things are in short supply in Ireland, so it is not easy to give alms to some of the elves. Even if these lands are not Ireland's own, it may be possible in the future.
...Well, it just might be the land of Ireland Hill, right?
"Safety? With all due respect, there is almost no safe place in this world." The elven general couldn't help it, and regardless of his identity, he confronted a human company commander tit for tat.
The company commander didn't know whether he didn't hear the other party's sarcasm, or whether he heard it but didn't care. He just continued to talk to himself: "We have sent out a confirmation just now. A few minutes later, in order to cover the elves, they entered Greken."
, distract the demonic troops and prevent them from attacking the elven troops from the flanks, we will launch an attack."
"Attack?" When Farley and his companions heard the word "attack", they subconsciously repeated it with interest.
"Yes! Attack! The missile force will suppress the demons, reduce their numbers, and prevent them from gathering troops..." The company commander nodded with confidence.
Then, to his side, near the distant horizon, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, lighting up the entire sky like another sun.
"Look! The attack has started. It's on time." The company commander raised his arm as usual, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said: "Once again, on behalf of the 9th Army Group, welcome everyone to Gray.
Ken.”
The Elf general looked at the rising mushroom cloud and couldn't close his mouth. His handsome face was full of shock because the rising mushroom cloud was so bright that he even narrowed his eyes.
This expression made him look a little stupid, but after seeing the nuclear weapon explode, he no longer cared about his own image for a second.
He didn't feel the fluctuation of magic power, but just by relying on the size of the mushroom cloud and the slight vibration of the earth, he could judge that the attack was definitely a destructive level of a super forbidden spell!
Although the elves can also launch similar attacks, it will cost a lot. Moreover, why can humans also perform such powerful attacks?
So, almost subconsciously, he looked at Farai and asked with doubtful eyes: "Is that an attack that transcends the forbidden curse? Humans also have magic gods?"
"I don't know...but Lonzadelai is still the leader of Greken, so they should..." Farai had never seen a real nuclear weapon explode, and his face was full of shock at this time.
While answering the question, he didn't even take his eyes away from the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky, for fear of missing something good.
"That's a nuclear weapon, a weapon produced by our Ailan Hill!" Ailan Hill's company commander interrupted the conversation between the two fools and explained: "It's similar to your bow and arrow, except that this bow and arrow
A bit big... That's not magic... That's our human technology!"