Alien world

Chapter 1566 Chapter 200. Elf Instructor
The advantages of the Hellfire Legion are that they have many veterans, are well-equipped, and have rich combat experience.

From Xingyue Bay to Liberty City, they have fought in numerous battles, large and small, and dozens of battles, and have always been the main force.

The Musketeers belonged to the latter group and had only participated in the battle in the Southern Islands, where they fought against a group of pirate fishing boats.

But they also have their advantages.

First of all, the number of professionals is slightly lower than that of Hellfire, but not much lower.

Secondly, because they have been scattered in various commercial streets, they are better at fighting alone in small teams, rather than large-scale operations like Hellfire. Naturally, they are compatible with guerrilla warfare.

Finally... the countdown to the breakup between Liberty City and the elves has begun. Whether it is the Other World Tree or making peace with the Dark Elves, it is equivalent to dancing in the restricted area of ​​the Elf King's Court. What are you waiting for if you don't hurry up and fleece the elves?
"I hope you won't blame me..."

Annan was worried that the elf mentor would be embarrassed: "I must pluck the elves' fur before they react."

"Elves don't have hair," said Irelanze.

"I mean... huh?"

The elf team sent by the elves from the Forest Mountains soon arrived in Liberty City.

"Hello, Captain Findola." Francois, who came to pick them up, said politely.

The leading captain is a titled elf: Findola Yinlu, who is equivalent to a master-level professional.

"You should call me Findora Silver Dew." The proud elf raised his chin, indicating that the relationship with humans was not close enough to call each other by name.

"Okay, Captain Findola Yinlu, Lord Annan is waiting for you in the City Lord's Mansion."

Francois didn't care. He had seen much worse humiliations than this, so much so that a little arrogance seemed somewhat cute in his eyes.

I avoided the church area in the east with a guilty conscience - even though the foundation there had not yet been completed.

The streets full of people, dwarves, and goblins made the elf team frown, but the exquisite buildings with elven spires made up for it.

So the patriarch asked them to come and help because they were also clearing out the rat infestation and protecting the mountains.

They came to the City Lord's Mansion with disdain and admiration.

"So the elf I saw that day was you, Captain Findola?"

Looking at the slender elf captain, Annan exclaimed, saying that he had seen an elf standing on the Moonlit Cape a few months ago, who was as beautiful as Elder Taidel.

"Teddel's beauty would amaze even the gods, how can I compare to her?"

Findola Yinlu pursed her lips slightly, with a barely perceptible hint of joy in her eyes.

Francois glanced sideways. Why didn't he say "the relationship with humans is not close enough to call each other by name" at this time?

"Fendora, you are too self-deprecating. Beauty is not only about appearance, but also about the soul. You and your people protect the peace of the forest and mountains. In my opinion, you are more beautiful than the elders hiding in Wilhelm's quiet."

Annan made everyone in the elf team dizzy with just a few words.

Feeling that it was about time, Annan said, "Francois, you entertain our neighbors. I'll go call Jack over."

……

"Renamed Rangers... Do we have mounts?"

"Lord Annan is going to prepare mounts for us?"

"I want to ride a horse!"

"I want to ride a griffin!"

"I want to ride a dragon!"

Seeing the centurion's talk getting more and more outrageous, Jack sneered: "Do you think you are Lord Annan? You can ride on whoever you want?"

The centurions who were so excited just now suddenly became quiet. Jack froze and turned to the figure that flashed outside the door.

"Jack, come with me." Annan disappeared behind the door.

Jack glared at the snickering centurions, then followed Annan out dejectedly.

"Are you angry?"

"No."

"Lord Annan, that's not what I meant--" "The elves sent a small team over." Annan walked in front, small in stature but with big steps: "Your task is to learn as many guerrilla techniques of the elves as possible while you are practicing."

"……Understood."

"Also, find a way to get them to join Liberty City."

“This is too difficult…”

"Do you need to do something simple?" Annan snorted coldly.

"You are indeed angry."

"no!"

Jack, whose back had been straightened just a day before bending again, followed Annan to the elves.

Annan smiled warmly, not looking cold and vindictive at all: "Captain Findola, you are the legion instructors, please feel free to point out the shortcomings of the soldiers and punish them, don't hold back."

Jack's back seemed to press even lower.

After chatting and laughing with the elf captain for a long time, Annan seemed to remember that Jack was there too. He put away his smile and said, "Don't worry about the movements of the ratmen and their logistics. You only have one mission, to kill as many ratmen as possible. Got it?"

"understood."

"I can not hear."

"understood!"

The shouting made the windows rumble, and only then did Annan feel satisfied and let Jack go.

After coming out of the City Lord's Mansion, the group arrived at the camp. Annan opened the portal and sent the elf team and the musketeer corps to the north of the principality.

……

The snowfall a few days ago prevented the appearance of green on the earth, and the desolate hills in the distance looked like a bloody smell carried by the breeze.

Jack guessed that it should be not far from where Femi and the others were fighting.

"Instructor Findola..." She looked at the elf instructor.

"Call me Findola Silver Dew." To anyone other than Annan, the elves turned cold and arrogant again.

"Instructor Fundora Yinlu, what should we do next?"

"Do what you have to do."

After saying that, as if feeling a little cold, Fundora Yinlu added: "I will remind you if there are any deficiencies."

Jack nodded, took a deep breath and made arrangements: the nearest ratman is 50 miles away from us, so we must march 30 miles quickly first!
The elves didn't say anything, probably because there was no problem.

The 2000-man musketeer corps began to march. Although they had the map provided by Lilith, the ratmen were too scattered. After traveling for half a day, they only encountered a few groups of rats with a number of no more than a hundred.

Before the main force arrived, they were all eaten up and wiped out by the scouts ahead.

So much so that after traveling for half a day and arriving at the designated location, the large group didn't even see a live mouse.

If this continues, they will never find any opportunity to gain experience unless they run north to the old land of Violet.

While setting up camp, Jack lowered his head and thought.

Disband the legion? It's not the right time yet. The boys haven't fought for a long time.

We need to find a way to bring the ratmen together a little bit...

At this time, the messenger hurried over, glanced at the elf instructor next to him, and whispered in the ear of the legion commander.

"Are you sure?" Jack asked in surprise.

"Well, they are interrogating."

"Understood. Send the scout to bring the person here."

After the messenger left, Jack did not hide anything and said to Findora Yinlu: "The scouts said they encountered a ratman, who is likely to be our 'acquaintance'."

(End of this chapter)