The era of elves has passed, and Richard only learned about the power of the elven empire from limited books.
It was an era of magic. The elves created a glorious civilization. They were powerful and arrogant. They regarded all races as slaves and ants, and even giant dragons did not dare to wipe their edge.
Humans, orcs, and dwarves are all its servants. Unfortunately, it seems to be an inevitable rule that prosperity must inevitably decline.
As the magic tide recedes, magic becomes more and more difficult to cast, and the Elf Empire becomes more and more unsustainable. A single forbidden spell can wipe out a city's Elf Magisters, but in the end they can't even make a fireball. The Elf
The mages quickly fell from the altar.
Breathing and Dou Qi, which were previously just inferior cultivation methods, gradually came to the forefront. However, these two cultivation methods cannot avoid polishing the physical fitness.
Elves are a race that naturally relies on magic power. Not to mention their physical fitness compared to orcs, even humans are better than elves in terms of physical fitness alone.
Of course, elves are not without advantages. Their natural strong mental power makes it easier for elves to be promoted to the knight level, but the elves' deceptive fertility cancels out this advantage.
Elves, a race with extremely low fertility rates, cannot compare their population development with humans and orcs.
In the past, when the magic power was abundant, the elf mages could cast a large-scale war spell, and even your thousands of troops could not withstand it. Naturally, there was no need to worry about the disadvantage of a small population. However, when the magic power subsided, the greatest advantage of the elves was
Without it, just relying on a few extra knights would be completely unable to reverse the decline of the elves.
Under the siege of the former servants, the once aloof elves were completely unable to resist, and the entire elven empire collapsed.
For the continuation of the race, the remaining elves gradually intermarried with humans, forming the current large and small half-elf tribes. As for pure-blood elves, it is now a question whether they still exist on the mainland.
Richard learned about the elves through this handbook. Collecting some books and information is also one of Yusidu's tasks. They can help Richard gain a deeper understanding of this continent.
No longer obsessed with the rise and fall of the elves, Richard's more important thing is to place the main city of the barrier (elf).
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"It doesn't work."
Richard looked at the unchanged Ironwood Fort with some disappointment.
After careful consideration, Richard finally made up his mind to place the main city of the barrier (elf) directly in Ironwood Castle.
With the strength in his hands and a little bit of cover, he won't be afraid of being coveted by anyone in the North.
But when Richard made up his mind to place the barrier (elf) main city, he found that Ironwood Castle did not meet the conditions for placement.
Perhaps, it has something to do with those half-elves.
"Go and ask Al to come over."
"Yes, sir."
The soldiers who delivered the order hurriedly left after receiving Richard's instructions.
At this time, the Arzhenghe people were eating the food provided by Ironwood City, some rough rye bread as side dishes, but they ate with gusto.
After all, they had not been able to eat for a long time. Officials from Ironwood City had already come to count their number in the dining room and allocated houses to them. Of course, the houses were not free for them to live in. They had to pay a little rent to Ironwood City every year until they had money.
Until you buy it.
Swallowing the black bread that hurt their throats, the half-elves all looked satisfied. After experiencing the ogre invasion, they discovered that the freedom they pursued was actually not that important. Joining a powerful group was beneficial.
A stable source of support is also a good choice.
"Leader Al, Lord Richard wants you to go there."
Al's thoughts were interrupted by the shout of the messenger.
"coming"
After Al finished the remaining food in his hands, he followed the messenger and set off.
Not long after, Al came to Richard's mansion in Ironwood Castle and walked into the house after being inspected by the guards at the door.
"Sir, what are your orders?"
As soon as Al came in, he kept his posture very low. At this time, the survival of the entire tribe depended on this man's thoughts.
"Well, you don't have to be polite if you sit down."
There was a smile on Richard's face. Facing Al, who had the template of a hero, Richard didn't mind showing his friendly side.
"Tell me more about your tribe and the situation of the ogres."
Richard looked at Al who didn't dare to sit down casually and asked.
"There were nearly five hundred people in our tribe in a small valley in the Ironwood Forest."
"We built a wooden stronghold using iron wood. Wild beasts and snow thieves cannot threaten us at all, and our life is quite comfortable."
Speaking of this, Al couldn't help but have a trace of recollection on his face. If there was no threat from ogres, that kind of free life would be the life that best suits the pursuit of half-elves.
"That day, the ogres who were supposed to live outside the Ironwood Forest actually rushed into our tribe."
At this point, Richard could feel the pain in Al's tone.
"We couldn't resist despite our desperate efforts, and Muzhai soon fell. They rushed in and killed every living thing they could see."
"My father is dead, the elders are dead, and many people are dead. They either wanted to rob or kill everyone. Only I ran out with the last bit of my clan members."
"..."
Although Al was sad and angry, he still had reason and clearly told Richard everything he knew.
"You mean, you have a wooden village?"
"Um"
"Tell me about it in detail."
Al was a little confused as to why a compromised wooden village would arouse Richard's interest, but he still carefully described to Richard the appearance of their former home.
"Is it about the same size as Ironwood Castle?"
"Yes, but the wooden wall is not comparable to the stone wall of Ironwood Castle, otherwise it would not be broken through so easily."
In the past, Al didn't like the cold feeling of the stone wall, but now he felt that the hard and cold stone brought a heavy sense of security.
After listening to Al's description, Richard made a key guess. Perhaps the key to releasing the main city of the barrier (elf) lies in this half-elf wooden stronghold.
Richard thought for a while and said to Al:
"Al, do you want revenge?"
Al was stunned. Of course he wanted revenge, but he was a man who knew how to advance and retreat. At this time, he was just relying on someone else. He didn't dare to mention asking Richard to send troops to help with revenge.
But now that Richard had taken the initiative to ask, Al didn't show any pretense and directly answered what he was thinking.
"think"
"Get ready, get some rest, take your people to join the Flying Bear Army, and go to your village in a few days to have a look."
"Yes, sir."
Al's simple answer showed his excitement.
With a wave of his hand, Richard signaled Al to get ready to leave.
Al stood up and bowed deeply to Richard before leaving. Different from the attitude of struggling to survive when he came, after Richard said that he would attack the ogre tribe in the Ironwood Forest to give him a chance to take revenge, Al's whole body
My energy and energy seemed to be back.
Naturally, Richard would not do such a thankless thing simply because of the subordinate he had just accepted.
Leading troops into the forest to defeat a small ogre tribe that was conservatively estimated to have hundreds of members. This kind of thing would be a fantasy for other lords. However, Richard now has more than a dozen knight-level knights on his hands.
Only then did the Crusaders have the confidence to launch this active campaign.
If possible, it would be natural to wait for the ogres to leave the forest and come to the plains to fight in order to better utilize the advantages of the cavalry.
However, for the main city of the barrier (elf), even if we try to bear more losses, we still have to capture this elven wooden stronghold.
