What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

However, the final decision on the Elf King's canonization still lies in the hands of the Queen, which has become the Queen's biggest way to control the Elf King.

Unfortunately, among the twelve Elf Kings, the oldest one is the New Leaf King. The others will not change their heirs for a long time, which makes the Queen's biggest constraint useless.

And now, King Xinye’s worries were handed over to him by the Queen.

This gift is full of sincerity.

Ainzdil slowly opened the document, and saw the seal of the Elf Queen and her unique divine power fluctuations inside, which could not be faked or denied.

"Her Majesty the Queen said..." McMahon said, "Whether you agree or not, you can take these three documents back with you. They are an apology to you and the Three Kings of the South."

Ainzdil lowered his head and pondered for a long time. After a long while, he slowly said: "If we launch a full-scale war with Orila City without the support of the empire, it will be a disaster for our Southern Army. I must be responsible for the Three Southern Kings and the entire Southern Army."

"However...if the plan succeeds, it will be a great achievement for the Queen, the Three Southern Kings, and the entire empire. Perhaps the Queen can use this as an opportunity to regain power and restore the elves' former glory." Ainzdil said: "So, we are willing to cooperate with Your Majesty..."

Ainsdil held up a finger and said, "One month! If Your Majesty can convince the other elven kings to send troops within one month, we are willing to continue fighting to the death with Orila City!"

"Okay!" McMahon's eyes sparkled. He said, "Within a month, we will give King Xinye a satisfactory explanation. By then, we will strongly recommend you to be the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force!"

At this point, McMahon extended his hand.

The two old elves held their hands together.

Meanwhile, on the continent of Calradia.

A graceful figure quietly appeared in front of Fran's mansion in Leopold City.

After she entered the mansion, she took off her hood, revealing the delicate face that only belonged to an elf.

And this elf is Galannodir, the actual leader of the Elf Guild.

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Chapter 328 Our Enemies

"Jia Lan! Nice to see you again!" Fran met the elf priestess again, and immediately walked up to her happily and held her hand.

"Long time no see, Miss Saint Fran." Galannodier also showed a faint smile on her face. She said, "Did the city lord receive the letter I wrote?"

"Got it." Fran said, "I didn't expect that the Elf Queen would seek your help. She has a good eye! She knows that those corrupt nobles are unreliable and that if she wants to do great things, she still has to rely on the masses."

"She has good taste, she has no other choice." Galannodier said helplessly: "Don't forget, the Queen is the most powerful noble in the Elf Empire."

"No choice? Although I know that the imperial power is declining, I didn't expect it to have reached this point." Fran was a little surprised.

Galannodier smiled and glanced at the harmless Fran in front of him, then said: "Isn't this all because of you?"

"Because of me?"

"The infrastructure competition consumes all the royal family's money!" Galannodier: "In recent years, you have produced various commodities, which have severely hit the elves' production of food, cloth, ironware, etc. These things were originally produced by the Ministry of Internal Affairs controlled by the empire. But now, apart from the nobles, who still buys elven textiles! Even the elves themselves don't buy them. Last year, the textile industry's losses reached 60%."

"Uh... can you blame me for this? It's her incompetent Ministry of Internal Affairs." Fran said, "Besides, we haven't signed any trade agreement with the elves, and the Elf Empire still doesn't allow our goods to enter. As for how these cloths flowed into the Elf Empire! We have to ask the Elf Kings who occupied the port!"

"In any case, the empire's treasury has been drying up rapidly in recent years. Last year, we almost couldn't even pay the Green Sea Legion." Galanodier said: "Without money, we can't compete with the Twelve Elf Kings, and naturally we can't get them to send troops to help the Southern Legion and jointly resist your 'invasion army' in the trolls."

"Ahem! Let me make it clear first! I really did not send any troops to the Troll Empire." Fran said hurriedly.

"My Lord City Lord, you are getting a little too deep into the role." Galannodier said with a smile: "Look carefully, I am not an envoy from the Elf Empire."

Ah, this...it turns out that Galannodiel thought he was just pretending.

Fran couldn't help but laugh and cry.

After Galannodier finished speaking, she noticed that everyone present had a strange look on their faces, all with strange smiles on their faces. She couldn't help but feel a little suspicious, so she looked at Christina and said, "You guys really didn't send any troops, did you?"

"Really not." Christina said with a smile: "All the organized troops are left in the Holy Roel Empire. Our army is so large, and we have recently expanded it on a large scale. We have a group of new recruits waiting to be trained! We simply don't have the energy to send troops over there."

"But... they said that they found Feather Tribe, Pig Tribe, and Dark Elves in the Troll Empire." said Galannodiel.

"Ahem! I did not send a complete troop. But I did send a few officers." Fran spread her hands and said, "Even if we include the Feather Tribe, there are only more than 200 people from Orila City going to the Troll Empire. This number of people should not be considered a complete troop."

"Only two hundred people! How did you chase down and defeat the Southern Legion's thousands of troops? This is impossible!" Galannodir, who was born an elf, knew very well the combat effectiveness of the trolls. Even if they were equipped with firearms, it did not mean that they would immediately be able to fight.

"It's true that there were organized troops that went to aid the trolls, but they were not ours! They were troops from the Orc Empire." Fran said, "But I don't know why, it seems that the elves blamed me for everything."

Of course!

Did the orcs' firearms grow out of the ground? Did their soldiers have a complete set of instructions for using firearms in their minds?

"Okay... Galanodiel reluctantly accepted this reality, but she immediately said: "Even an ally like me who has a close relationship with the city lord believes that the city of Aurora sent troops to reinforce the trolls. I'm afraid the entire main plane will think so."

"Forget it, let them think as they please!" Fran said, "Since the Northern Alliance and the Chinese Alliance can describe the invasion of the Holy Roel Empire as great humanitarian support, they can naturally describe my support as an invasion. The discourse power is still in their hands. Instead of arguing with them, it is better to think about how to defeat them severely on the battlefield. When I defeat them in the future, they will naturally defend me."

"This is also the purpose of my visit this time. The origin of the war is no longer important. As I said in my letter, the Elf Queen wants to start this war and let the Twelve Elf Kings fight this war for her." Galanodier said: "The Elf Queen wants to rely on the vast number of elves to force the Twelve Elf Kings, but the influence of the royal family is not enough to do this."

"So she thought of the Elf Guild? Let the Elf Guild mobilize the people. This is indeed a very good opportunity for the development of the Elf Guild." Fran said.

"Indeed." Galanodier said, "But anyone can see that the Queen's motives are not pure. She is not doing this for the good of the people, she just wants to take advantage of them! The most important point is that if the Elf Guild helps her, then we will have to go to full-scale war with you! For an opportunity to develop, she instigates the people to die for the reputation of the royal family. It is better not to have such an opportunity."

At this point, Galanodier revealed a trace of pain, and said: "So I want to ask Lord Fran, the Elf Guild...what should we do next?"

Fran did not answer Galanodil, and then said: "Who do you think is the enemy of the elves? Is it the trolls who are our neighbors, or us who are far away in the ocean... or is it another enemy? And who is the enemy of the trolls?"

"enemy……"

"The elves, the trolls, and the city of Orila all have the same enemy. They are the nobles and clergy who imprison and exploit the lower classes! We are all victims."

Fran said quietly, "The Queen, the Elf King and the nobles started the war! But the lower-class people have to pay for it. Seeing that the war is not going well, they need to promote nationalism to trick the people into dying! It is not the lower-class elf soldiers who let the Troll Empire survive, but the nobles who want to expand their territory and the gods who are eager to be promoted.

Magician."

"The elves and the trolls are both victims!" Fran said, "They should have been united. I think this should be the real goal of the Elf Guild, not just limited to their own people."

After saying this, Galanodil suddenly felt enlightened.

A few years ago, the scene of the Olilagler trolls and the elf warriors fighting side by side reappeared in her mind again. At that time, the warriors of both sides were close and had their backs to each other. There was no hatred between the two races, and they could live freely and harmoniously together in the jungle.

"The goal of the Elf Guild has not changed from the beginning to the end, which is to overthrow the rule and oppression of the nobles. Therefore, the Guild should not have been involved in this war at all. Instead, it should have clearly opposed the war and opposed the nobles letting the elven soldiers die."

"But..." Galanodil said, "The city lord doesn't understand the current situation of the Elf Empire. The entire empire is swept up in national justice! The streets of every city are full of parades, and even the Elf King is not immune. If we jump out to oppose at this time, I'm afraid we will become the target of public criticism."

"Is that so?" Fran said, "But are the elves living in the big cities really the same people as the lower-class elves? The protesting elves only need to scream loudly and wave flags. But the people at the bottom of the society are the ones who actually go to the battlefield! They don't even have the qualifications to enter the city, let alone speak out.

After hearing this, Galannodiel fell into deep thought.

Fran continued, "That was the case with the Holy Roel Empire. The nobles shouted for freedom and glory, but the farmers who were recruited to serve as cannon fodder were the ones who charged forward. Do you think that those farmers who have lived in the fields all their lives and have endured a lifetime of exploitation and oppression are still willing to pay for the so-called glory of the empire?"

"When the empire was prosperous and glorious, we didn't think of giving them a share. So when they need to work hard, we naturally can't expect them to fight hard." Fran said: "The underlying logic is the same... So, when the Elf Empire was at its most glorious and prosperous, should this prosperity be shared with the elves at the bottom?

of course not.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many elves in the red-light districts of various countries. Otherwise, the power of the Elf Guild wouldn't be able to expand like a raging fire.

At this moment, Galannodier instantly understood what the Elf Guild should do next.

Chapter 329: Prosperity

As the troll crisis continues to ferment, the "enthusiasm" within the Elf Empire is also growing.

And when the soldiers who were rotated back from the front line "revealed" again and again the evidence that the troops of Orila City had entered the Troll Empire in an organized manner, the elves in the city were like straws set on fire! For a time, the big cities were in turmoil, and the streets were full of young people marching, clamoring to go to the front line, drive out the enemy, and kill the trolls.

During this period of time, the elves' poetry world was filled with works about defending the country, and the romantic works that had originally dominated the mainstream disappeared completely.

Some of these young men took to the streets to march and demonstrated in front of the Elf King's palace, while others actively raised funds and collected supplies to send to the capital! It can be said that those who have money contribute money, and those who have strength contribute strength.

In addition to joining the army and fighting bravely on the front line, these young men basically did everything they could think of and fully expressed their patriotic enthusiasm.

But ask them why they don't join the army themselves.

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Those who have nothing to do in broad daylight and take to the streets to march and raise funds publicly, must have a family and background! They just want to express their excessive patriotic enthusiasm, they are not really risking their lives.

Besides, the division of labor in this country is clear! We are responsible for production and life, and they are responsible for fighting in the battlefield, which is reasonable. Without our efforts in the rear, where would the elf warriors get their military pay! War, or dying for the Elf Empire, is the obligation of the elf soldiers.

So now, in order to satisfy our patriotic enthusiasm, it is reasonable for them to rush to the front line of the war. Haven't I raised so much property?

Seeing the elves in the parade with such expressions, the Elf Guild secretly felt lucky that they did not cooperate with them!

On the one hand, they promised the Elf Queen, but in fact they went to the vast countryside to spread their ideas. Such ideas soon resonated with the elf civilians.

Yes! When the empire was prosperous, no nobles thought of these "country bumpkins". Now that they need soldiers and support, they can find them! Only a ghost would be willing to serve such an empire!

These people, who make up the majority of the Elf Empire, have no way to express their opinions on a daily basis. They have long been overwhelmed by the heavy pressure of life and have no time to pay attention to these national affairs.

The ones who really called for war were all the descendants of the nobility, or the children of the nobility. They usually gathered in big cities, constantly making friends and forming alliances, but they were always a little short of being true nobility. So they often regarded themselves as representatives of the people, and unknowingly seized the right to speak.

If they are excited, then the whole country is excited! If they are passionate, then the whole country is passionate.

If there was no reminder from the Elf Guild, they might be represented again and become cannon fodder who willingly went to the battlefield.

Naturally, the Elf Kings were totally against sending out troops. No one would be willing to use their own private armed forces to fight for fame and fortune for the Queen! It was because the Elf Queen was thinking about taking away their power every day.

However, what they didn't expect was that the elves' people were extremely passionate about this matter! Every day, a large number of young people blocked the door of the Elf King's mansion, demanding that they respond to the Queen's call and send troops to the Troll Empire.

In the past, the Elf Kings would definitely not be polite. They would capture as many as they could and throw them all into jail. After starving and torturing them a few times, these young men would definitely be obedient.

But the situation is different this time. They are pleading for the Queen, for the Goddess Shiloh, and for the people. If the Elf Kings catch them, they will have something to hold against them. In the future power struggle, they will inevitably be caught and attacked.

Not to mention that among these parading elves, there are many descendants of nobles, many students of the Imperial Military Academy and the Theological Seminary. It is very likely that the future marshals and high priests will appear among them. They cannot touch or fight these elves. What can they do?

After that, the Queen added fuel to the fire. She publicly auctioned off her personal belongings and donated all the money to the Green Navy. According to rumors, the Queen cried during the auction and wished she could go to the battlefield in person and use the blood of the royal family to exchange for the glory of the empire.

Now that the Queen has set an example, it is obviously impossible for these Elf Kings to pretend to be dead.

In the end, they reluctantly expressed their willingness to respond to the Queen's call and defend the dignity of the Elf Empire to the death.

But responding is one thing, and how to respond is another

According to the Queen's previous call, each Elf King should send out a wing group with a full strength of 5,000 people.

This is easy to do. The Queen didn't restrict which wing group it should be anyway. Even if I send 5,000 cannon fodder, it will still be a solid, organized wing group.

As for the source of soldiers? There are so many passionate young people on the street. You keep saying that you want to serve the country, so I will give you this opportunity!

After realizing this, the Elf Kings immediately became the most loyal citizens of the Empire, and expressed their willingness to stand together with the Empire!

Afterwards, the Elf Kings began to recruit soldiers in their own territories.

It is absolutely impossible to mobilize one's own elite troops! Why should one sacrifice one's own blood for the glory of the Queen?

They first went to parade points in major cities to recruit, but the result was that there were basically not many enthusiastic young people willing to join the army.

Then a very strange scene appeared on the street.

On one side, there was a lively parade with slogans shouting loudly, vowing to drive out the invaders. On the other side, there was a deserted recruitment point with several recruiting officers lying on chairs in the sun and taking a nap.

Later, perhaps because these young people themselves felt a little embarrassed, the intensity of the demonstration quietly decreased.

Before recruiting soldiers, the Elf Kings also knew that these passionate young men were just talking big! If they were really asked to shed blood and sweat, they would definitely run faster than the elf girl who saw the tentacle monster! And because of their identities, the Elf Kings were unlikely to capture them by force.

So in the end the Elf Kings began to recruit soldiers within their own kingdoms, using a half-force and half-recruitment method to capture a large number of lower-class people to serve as soldiers.

I just don't know if the inspiration for this move came from the Duke of Normandy in the Holy Roll Empire. But the elves are naturally not "country bumpkins" like the Holy Roll Empire. As a country of heaven, they can't do such things as withholding military rations and stripping off the pants to prevent the men from escaping.

In the payment of military pay, the Elf Kings did not deduct too much, at least it was slightly higher than the income of these Elf civilians. As for the pension, it was indeed written very beautifully, but no one knew what the future would be like. Moreover, the people were dead, so what did the pension matter no matter how high it was.

Of course, the Elf Kings also took advantage of this opportunity to find a few hot-blooded elves with weak backgrounds and asked them to volunteer to join the army. No matter what their backgrounds were, they dared to march with those young masters.

After several operations like this, at least the heat of the parade was reduced a lot, and the daily enjoyment of the Elf King and his followers was finally not disturbed.

In this way, the nine elven kings except the southern system fulfilled the promise of the Queen's call and sent their troops to the south in a very short time. They would be reorganized there and become glorious imperial soldiers, and then drive the troops of Orila City into the sea with thunder.

The war machine of the Elf Empire began to operate at an 'efficient' and 'high speed'. From the recruitment of troops, to the march southward, and finally the reorganization, everything was done at a very fast speed, allowing the entire main plane to once again see the strength of the Elf Empire.

For a time, the entire Elf Empire seemed to be united, sharing the same hatred for the enemy. Everyone was immersed in the excitement of war and resisting foreign enemies. However, these middle and upper class elves, these citizens who lived in big cities and enjoyed the fruits of the elves' labor, seemed to be completely unaware of the joys, sorrows, anger, and thoughts of the lower-level soldiers.

The expeditionary force, consisting of 60,000 soldiers, was marching silently.

More than half of the 60,000 expeditionary forces are composed of the lowest level elves.

These low-level elves, who were originally living on the poverty line, now have to leave their homes and embark on a long road they have never walked in their lives, heading to a strange place for a prosperous empire that seems to have little to do with them. They fight a desperate battle with a group of foreign races with whom they have no connection or blood feud, and are finally hastily buried in an unknown place and forgotten by the whole world.

Chapter 330: Firearms of Public Opinion

After deciding to go to war, the Elf Empire used their best tactics - public opinion warfare.

They accused Fran of disregarding the safety of other countries and forcibly dragging the Troll Empire into the war for the sake of the interests of Orila City. They also said that she was a belligerent rooster who caused trouble everywhere. Not only that, he also dragged the countries of the Northern Alliance into scolding Fran in various ways.

If it were before, Fran would definitely let you scold her without saying anything back.

There is no way, because the power of public opinion is in the hands of the elves. In various international alliances and international conferences, even if the elves are not the initiators, they are at least the main leaders. In this case, the power of public opinion in the Elf Empire and Aurora City is completely unequal.