Warhammer Seal

Chapter 302 Teclis' Visit

Hand over power, hand over the army, and prepare to attack the city.

The artillery purchased from the empire before has been installed in the army of the dark elves.

Elves are a race with a long lifespan, resulting in their overall quality far exceeding other ordinary mortals.

Of course, the dark elves also have the Reaper ballista formation artillery that can calculate ballistics, so Wende has no trouble teaching it.

As for the musket, the essence of the invention is to allow ordinary farmers to easily kill knights, so there is no difficulty in learning it.

The Dark Elf Black Sharp Repeater quickly mastered such a gunpowder weapon, while still retaining his shield.

Compared with the continuous crossbow, muskets have advantages in range and power, but the speed of reloading is slow, and they can only shoot directly, so there are not many equipments.

It is mainly used against the dragons and phoenixes of the high elves, as a powerful anti-large weapon.

Time is running out, the Witch King Malekith has already appeared on the land of Charis Kingdom, and the army of dark elves and high elves confronted each other with weapons in hand.

"Phoenix Crown?"

From the beginning of their training, the white lion guards of the Kingdom of Charis have been indoctrinated with the concept that they will always fight to protect the Phoenix Crown.

At the same time, each of them is well aware that the crown of the current Phoenix King is only a fake inferior item, the real crown has been taken by the dwarves, and the kingdom of Charis has been preparing a raid to retake the crown.

However, that traitor, that rebel, Malekith, the son of the first Phoenix King Aenarion, wore the original Phoenix Crown on his head.

All the high elf soldiers of Charis Kingdom looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to fight next, and their morale dropped by half.

The Witch King Malekith strode forward, of course he still remembered what Wende told him, unifying the elves, not killing them.

"Surrenderers, do not kill."

This sentence completely shattered the psychological defenses of the soldiers of the Charis Kingdom like a nightmare, and although the Witch King was cruel and heartless, he kept his word.

A white lion guard put down his weapon, and then the whole army put down their weapons one after another.

It wasn't that they wanted to surrender to survive, but that when they saw the phoenix crown that they had sworn to take back with their lives being worn on the head of such an enemy, they lost all thought of resistance, and their faith collapsed in an instant.

The army of dark elves pressed forward, but only confiscated the weapons of the high elves, gathered all the captives outside the city, and gave them two choices.

"Either join the army or work."

At least such an option isn't bad.

Some high elves from the Kingdom of Charis joined the army of the Witch King Malekith, and more of them took off their armor and entered various jobs that required manpower to work.

To win the entire Kingdom of Charis without bloodshed, it seems that Wende's suggestion is correct, and attacking the heart is the best strategy.

Now that Malekith no longer had to worry about the future, he could finally concentrate all his energy on the most critical defense facility - the Phoenix Gate.

If one successfully breaks through such a fortress, one can directly enter the kingdom within Ulthuan, one step closer to the Asuryan Temple.

It will take some time to reorganize the army of the Kingdom of Charis. There is no rush to liberate Ulthuan and unify the elves.

Now at least he had to be close to the city to ensure that Tyrion, the current commander-in-chief of the High Elf Army, would not suddenly come out and catch him by surprise.

Rest time, this can be regarded as Wende's long-lost rest time. After covering the exhausted Ruixi with a quilt, Wende walked in the garden of the manor alone.

Now is the gap before the destruction of the whole world. I can't make any mistakes. I slowly recall the changes that will happen in the whole world, and then think about the variables one by one.

Suddenly, the muzzle of a black hole hit the back of Wende's head.

"I remember telling you countless times that guns cannot be pointed at people."

He squatted down in an instant, and quickly crossed his hands after sweeping his legs, and snatched the musket that was pointed at his head just now.

It was none other than the high elf magician I knew before, Xia Xue.

"Sorry sorry, but I'm not loaded."

Wen De didn't speak, and even the unloaded musket couldn't be aimed at the friendly army. Seeing that the apology was useless, Xia Xue had no choice but to quickly explain his reason for coming.

"I'm looking for a match with you. I have a letter from Teclis here, which needs to be handed over to Malekith."

Teclis, nicknamed Taidi, the Supreme Master of the White Tower of Hoeth, Tyrion's twin brother, the greatest mage of this era, he has mastered far superior magic skills than others.

While proficient in all eight styles of magic, she is also the Goddess of Lilith, the goddess of dreams.

Wende could only accept the letter, and as an intermediary, he needed to hand this over to Witch King Malekith.

At the same time, he held the musket that Xia Xue pointed at his head just now with both hands, and the top of his knee was broken into two pieces.

"I hate being pointed at the head with a gun the most in my life."

Xia Xue was not too good at saying anything. He thought it was just a simple joke, but human beings are so sensitive, tsk tsk tsk, forget it, the letter has been delivered, and he has completed the task, anyway, it does not affect the relationship between the two as middlemen.

As for Wende, since he came to this world, he has been pointed at his head by an invisible gun, and he has been forced to do this and that.

The appearance of Xia Xue directly made all of this concrete, which of course aroused his great anger and resentment.

But anger is anger, resentment is resentment, and I still have to continue to complete the task in front of me.

The letter, left intact, was delivered to Malekith.

Wende, who is immune to magic and can't use magic, of course gained the power to read letters together and offer opinions.

"According to the instructions of God's Seal, Hello, the legitimate Phoenix King Malekith, the catastrophe of the world is coming. Although we have the hatred in the past, we are still very eager for the two sides to put aside their disputes and cooperate temporarily."

"At the beginning of the cooperation, I hope you can send Kane assassins to assassinate the current liar Phoenix King Fenuba, and then let me advise Tyrion to inherit the throne temporarily."

The Witch King Malekith looked at the letter. Although it was written, the voice of reading aloud directly rang in his ears.

"Are you reading it, Wende?"

"No."

"It's me who's saying it word by word."

Suddenly there was a ripple in the air in the empty area in front of the throne, and an elf magician stepped into this place from the void, it was Teclis.

As expected of the strongest magician, he was able to use such powerful magic near Wende.

"The next plan, I wonder if you have time, Malekith, to listen to me in detail."

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(I told the editor that it will be on the shelves on December 12, but she forgot, and made me put it on the shelves on December 1, and the full attendance in the first month was gone. In January, I wrote 12 words less in one day, and the full attendance was gone in the second month , February has passed, and the full attendance of the last month has been obtained. Currently, the average booking is 3, and the goal of 1 average bookings has not been reached. After that, there will be no full attendance, and I don’t have to insist on updating every day.)
(See the mood update later, and then the book will end after the destruction of the Maelstrom and the fall of Middenheim.)
(End of this chapter)