Real elves vs fake elves

"As you can see, the best way to weaken the prestige of the Dark Moon High Priest is to make a Wild Hunt fail completely. A failed Wild Hunt is undoubtedly fatal to a High Priest. Someone has to bear the negative energy of the barbaric tyranny, right?"

"After explaining so much, you should have some trust in me, right?"

Aenarion remained silent, and even the expression on his face as he looked at the wretch in front of him did not change.

The prisoner was stunned for a long while, then suddenly smiled bitterly: "Sir, please stop being like this. Can I admit defeat? My mind reading is ineffective if a person with high enough mental strength is prepared."

There was another silence. Just when the barbarian captive was trying to find some topics to break the awkward atmosphere, Aenarion suddenly leaned forward in an extremely oppressive manner.

"Tell me about Monroe's plan."

Just this simple sentence made the originally frivolous expression of the wild captive serious again, and a trace of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

The pressure that Aenarion exerts on people cannot be underestimated.

………………

The root tunnel was finally completed with the joint efforts of several crow witches. During this period, the army of the Phoenix King's Court came to harass several times but returned in vain. The camp became more and more solid and was like a real fortress. If it were not for the mentality of a strong attack, ordinary armies would have no way to deal with it.

Monroe stood in front of the root channel, looking at the seemingly bottomless pit with dim eyes. This channel will return to normal in a day. Its transmission method is not to really dig a hole in the ground, but to use the roots and the earth as a medium to open a tunnel in the gap between the underworld and the real world.

If there is no wizard to continuously reinforce it, this so-called root channel will collapse instantly if there is any mistake, and be torn into pieces by both the real world and the underworld. If there happens to be an unlucky person living in it, his end will be a thousand times more miserable than death.

Chapter 113 What a scary guy

In the wide root tunnel, a troop of wild people was moving forward cautiously.

The structure here is similar to a giant circular passage, and the surrounding area of ​​the passage is full of various beautiful and bizarre vegetation, which makes it easy for the wild people to trek through these vegetation. Because this place is between the underworld and the real world, it is even more dangerous than the wild tyranny.

They are the vanguard of the Wilderness Army. After determining a safe route forward, it is time for the real Wilderness Army to appear.

At least that's what Lord Monroe said on the outside.

After walking for a distance, the leading commander gestured to his men. Following this gesture, the oathbreakers seemed to understand something and calmly opened the packages they had been carrying.

Inside the package were a large number of flags.

Each soldier of the advance team held a flag in his hand, and there was a considerable distance between each person. Because of the obstruction of view from all kinds of lush vegetation, from a distance it looked as if an army of quite astonishing size was marching.

In this strange posture, this group of wild people deliberately slowed down their pace and walked slowly, as if they were really waiting for something.

Not far from here, several rangers from the Phoenix Court were watching the movement of this "army".

After a while, the Ranger Team

One of them looked at the guy who looked like the captain.

"Captain, should we go back and report? These damn bastards are indeed trying to leave through the root tunnel. Judging from the situation, everyone in their camp should have come down."

The Ranger Captain was silent for less than half a second, then turned to look at one of his men and said, "I feel something is wrong. Go and observe it closely. You don't need specific information, just a rough observation will do. Remember to go and come back quickly, we don't have much time to waste."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at his other men and said, "Prepare to build a firm blocking position. If time is running out, we will buy the necessary time."

The ranger team's warriors all responded "yes" in unison, and quickly turned around and left. Their nimble figures almost instantly disappeared into the lush vegetation, and after just a few leaps, their figures completely vanished.

As a result, this root passage fell into a strange silence.

Not long after, the Forsaken Oathbreaker who was leading the march was searching around when he suddenly seemed to sense something and looked in a certain direction and suddenly shouted "Who!"

After shouting without receiving any response, the Oathbreaker looked around for a moment. After making sure that there was nothing suspicious in the direction he was looking at, he thought it might be because he was too nervous, so he shook his head and continued to move forward.

The Oathbreaker, who was quite far away from the captain, felt puzzled when he saw his captain going crazy. He couldn't go forward due to Monroe's order. However, after seeing the other party shook his head and stopped hesitating, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly followed.

In a corner that the Oathbreakers hadn't noticed, a leaf moved as if without any external force.

The silent environment makes people feel more stressed. Although the root channel is full of greenery, it is really just greenery. There are no birds, beasts, insects or fish. There are no chirping or wind sounds. There is no sound at all in this place. It is truly silent.

That is to say, in this kind of environment, any sound will be amplified infinitely!

Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of weapons colliding instantly attracted everyone's attention. The Forsaken immediately threw down their flags and rushed towards the direction of the sound. Where their target was, two people were already fighting at an astonishing speed.

warehouse!

The wooden thorn sword in the hands of the Forsaken Captain was cut in two, and a large gash was cut in his body by the silver steel sword. However, such a terrible injury did not make him make a sound, he just frowned and quickly stepped back, and the other party did not have any intention of chasing him.

The captain of the Forsworn quickly recognized the outfit of the man in front of him. He was a warrior in the Phoenix Court known as a Ranger. He had strong combat capabilities, better than ordinary Forsworn, but not as good as a Thornheart. But even so, it was still very scary. How many Thornhearts were there in the entire Wildborn? They were as precious and powerful as the Moonborn Knights.

The ranger took a look at the Forsaken, spread his cloak and disappeared instantly. The Forsaken captain turned around and looked at his men who had rushed over, his face somewhat anxious.

"Hurry and retreat according to the original plan!"

After he finished speaking, he took out a magic scroll first, and under the shining magic light, his voice instantly disappeared in it.

The rest of the Oathbreakers also followed suit and used the teleportation scroll to leave. This group of people came quickly and left even faster. After encountering the enemy, they didn't even think of resisting a little bit and chose to slip away directly.

For a moment, the entire root channel fell silent again, and there seemed to be no living creature inside.

………………

At the entrance of a tunnel that was forcibly connected to the root tunnel, Aenarion was watching the ranger warriors coming out one by one. When the eighth warrior left the root tunnel, it also meant that all the Phoenix Court warriors inside had left safely.

Next to Aenarion was Neros, who looked at the entrance to the root tunnel with a strange expression. After pondering for several seconds, she waved her hand and closed the entrance.

"Really? It took almost two days to open such a passage, and then it was destroyed in an instant. They really treated resources as if they were not resources. So many resources were wasted without any meaning. I think it is a waste." After complaining about the enemy's inexplicable behavior in her eyes, the great magician turned to look at the rangers, "You are really lucky. If it weren't for me, you would definitely be torn apart by the Netherworld and the real world. That is much more terrifying than simple death."

Aenarion was not pretentious when he heard this, and nodded to the sister again: "On behalf of my warriors, I thank you."

Nellos's face turned red, and he started mumbling something that no one else could understand, such as "I'm not happy at all when you praise me!", "It's only natural for you to thank me!", "It's just a small effort for me and I deserve such praise!", "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh", etc. It was weird, and he looked like he was going to be killed.

"This is a trap." Ignoring Neroth, Aenarion spoke in a calm voice, but with some fear in his voice. "This is a trap that intends to devour all my troops."

"If we don't conduct close reconnaissance and send in a blocking army, and if there isn't a powerful magic master here, this trap will be enough to devour more than half of my army."

"What a terrible guy

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Chapter 114 The Difference Between Humans and Dogs

"What a terrible creature." Aenarion expressed his fear in words.

"What a terrible guy." Monroe also expressed his feelings in words.

Looking at the soldiers who were teleported back, Monroe waved at them: "Go down first, I already know what happened."

Then, he turned to look at the crow witch beside him and said, "Destroy the root passage, now."

At this moment, we have to mention Monroe's amazing prestige. Such a strange order would certainly be questioned by ordinary subordinates, especially by a great figure like the Raven Ghost Lady who combines politics and religion. But this Raven Ghost Lady was only stunned for a moment after hearing the order, and then although her expression was extremely strange, she turned around and executed the order without hesitation.

After a series of extremely shocking movements, everyone present knew that the root channel, which had consumed a lot of resources and energy, had been destroyed.

If there are unlucky ones among them, they are probably being tortured by the terrifying power to a state worse than death.

"What a pity." Monroe was silent, and suddenly spoke, "I thought this trap could directly devour half of the Phoenix Court army, but who knew that guy's caution exceeded my imagination."

“This incident was definitely beyond my expectation.”

Behind Monroe, the adjutant hurriedly spoke to comfort him: "It's okay, sir. With your strategy and tactics, that guy..."

He was forced to stop before he could finish his words of comfort because a sword was pressed against his throat. The sharp cold light made him swallow the rest of his words.

"Sir, what are you..."

"What's even more unexpected is..." Monroe said, turning to look at his adjutant, with sadness in his eyes that he couldn't hide at all, "An old brother who has been with me for twenty years, an old brother who accompanied me to crawl out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, an old brother who has cooperated with me since I was just a small team leader..."

"He's actually a traitor!"

These words stunned the adjutant, and he gave a bitter smile.

After all, he has followed his boss for twenty years, and he knows Monroe's character clearly. He would not do such a thing without being completely sure.

Although he had no idea when he was tested and what his weakness was, he still admitted it very generously.

"That's right. Why would I do such a thing? You should think about what I asked you for before I left for the battle."

Monroe was stunned when he heard this, but before he could say anything, the adjutant spoke again.

"I've asked many people for help, and you're actually the last one, but no one can solve my needs, so I can only find a way myself."

"It just so happens that the High Priestess of the Corrupted Old Woman has a plan, and I can play a role in the success of this plan. The High Priestess of the Corrupted Old Woman can obviously meet my needs, so it is natural for me to join this plan."

Thinking of his subordinates begging him for help, Monroe was a little stunned. After a while, he spoke again with a strange expression: "Is that Moonborn woman so important to you?"

The adjutant laughed out loud: "Is it important? No, it's not important. To put it bluntly, any Moonborn woman will be the same to me after a while. I simply don't want to marry a crow witch."

"Do you know how desperate I was when I was assigned to marry a hag?"

"I don't understand. How could those guys who were named accept such ugly creatures so happily?! I simply cannot understand it. Obviously, our aesthetic standards are the same. In their eyes, those crow witches are just a group of ugly old women!"

"I don't want to marry those guys. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with those monsters. Why should we believers bear the responsibilities of the conflicts between gods?!"

"The High Priestess of Corruption has promised that as long as I help her complete her plan, she will let me and my woman flee to Lothern. Once we arrive in Lothern, I will be able to marry my woman and we can live a normal life."

"Many people have already fled to Lothern. Why can't I go? I won't make a difference!"

The more he spoke, the more excited and angry he became. Just when the adjutant was about to say something even more outrageous, the long sword at his neck flashed with a cold light, and he died in an instant. The power of the divine weapon made him lose all his life in an instant, and the adjutant's body fell straight to the ground.

Behind Monroe, the crow witches watched the whole process indifferently. After Monroe cleaned up the mess, one of the crow witches spoke up, "I will go back and report this to the master. What Sister Fuyu did was indeed a bit too much. You don't have to feel sad for a traitor. After the Wild Hunt wins this time, we will prepare a grand victory ceremony for you. Those damn bastards will pay a sufficient price for what they did, and no one will dare to question your reputation anymore."

"We will always enjoy the gaze of the two gods."

Monroe: "We will always enjoy the gaze of both gods."

Time passed by minute by minute, and after everyone had left, the adjutant lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

His expression was blank at first, his mind was blank, his thoughts were almost stagnant, and then when his thinking ability was partially restored, this guy immediately realized something, and his eyes showed extreme shock.

look.

Turning to look at Monroe who was still standing there, the adjutant's expression became extremely complicated, like a fan-shaped chart, with shame, shock, and disbelief mixed together, extremely complicated. Apart from anything else, just the management of his expression was enough to win a little golden man.

After a while, the adjutant slowly got up from the ground: "Sir, you..."

Monroe: "Let's go, take your woman with you to Lothern, hide your identity there, and don't get entangled in the vortex of power of the Church of the Two Gods. Sooner or later, such a place will swallow up people like us who have no foundation, and won't even spit out a bone."

The adjutant lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, then bowed deeply to his former superior: "Thank you, sir, you will always be my commander, and I will always be your loyal deputy."

Looking at the backs of his men walking away, Monroe remained silent.

Suddenly choosing to give a "traitor" a chance to live, I don't know whether it was because of decades of friendship or out of sadness that the rabbit dies and the fox mourns.

As he said, under the vortex of power of the Twin Gods Church, ordinary people without foundations have no choice but to be completely swallowed up. He thought that he could really stand out by striving to climb up, but in the end, he was just a hunting dog in the hands of the big shots.

But humans are not dogs after all.

People have great ambitions that dogs can never have.

Chapter 115: Martial arts attainments, boy!

The Huang Yi, who always avoided fighting, suddenly took action, showing an attitude of wanting to fight to the death. The Phoenix King Court was naturally happy to see this life-and-death attitude. Originally, they were worried about how to let you fight, but now the other party showed such a cooperative attitude, and even felt a little embarrassed.

When the sun shone on the entire land, two armies of similar size faced each other again. The Phoenix King's army still had the same formation as before, but this time the formation of the Wilderness had changed. A row of huge wooden shield carts were pushed to the front of the formation. These shield carts were not just wooden shields covered with cowhide, but real living shield carts. The branches around the shield carts even swayed like human hands.

Obviously, this is another forest miracle created by the magical magic of the Crow Hag.

These shield carts were what Monroe had come up with to offset the Phoenix King's armored giant shields. The large shield carts could effectively protect the lives of his own bare-chested soldiers. When the two sides were close, the double-bladed warriors would rush out from behind the shield carts and chop up the damned archers.

What happened next was just as Monroe had imagined. The rain of arrows from the Phoenix Court had no effect on the shield cart. After trying to projectiles again without much success, the "archers" of the Phoenix Court even gave up shooting arrows. Instead, they raised their shields and pulled out a three-meter-long spear.

This look was so weird that the warriors of the Wilderness even wanted to laugh when they saw the Phoenix Kings holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other. You thought of using a three-meter-long spear with one hand, why don't you just hold a shield in one hand and a halberd in the other? That would be more impressive.

The two armies began to approach slowly accompanied by the beat of drums. When the two sides were only about 20 meters apart, a loud shout broke the silence of the battlefield. Under this sound like the howling of a monkey, the warriors of the Wilderness shouted loudly in unison. Then they rushed out of the cover of the shield carts in an almost fanatical manner, waving double swords and charging at the gun formation of the Phoenix King's Court in a scattered formation!

The Forsworns are absolutely confident in their amazing skills. They began to hone their fighting skills when they were children, and by the time they reached adulthood, their swordsmanship was already superb. Even if an ordinary Forsworn entered the human world, he could easily gain the reputation of "Sword Saint".

When the two sides come into close combat, the bloody massacre begins.

Looking at the spearmen approaching, the Forsworn, who were infected by the negative energy that the barbaric tyranny urgently needed to release, all revealed bloodthirsty and cruel smiles.

Then, the smile froze.

Once the two sides come into close combat, a bloody massacre will begin... This is true.

When the two sides were only about 10 meters apart, the warriors of the Phoenix Royal Court did something particularly stupid. The spearmen at the front of the formation suddenly moved their shields sideways, and behind these shields were a row of archers who had been covered tightly before and had fully charged bows.

A compound bow weighing around 200 pounds is a weight that would amaze even the strongest men weighing 200 pounds on Earth. When the bow is strung, the entire length of the bow arm is nearly 180 cm, and the arrows shot out are heavy arrows over one meter long. With the amazing potential energy stored in the bow arm, these heavy arrows are like terrifying javelins, enough to pierce through armor.

Not to mention those naked men covered in grass!

Bang!

Bang bang bang bang!

A row of archers shot their arrows almost at the same time, and the bowstrings vibrated at the same time, producing an extremely shocking movement. In this vibration that represented death, a row of powerful arrows hit the faces of those barbarians in the first row. Without any defense, the barbarians in the front line immediately suffered extremely shocking losses.

Most of the barren people who were shot by arrows died instantly, and their deaths were extremely miserable. Many had body parts cut off, and one unlucky guy even had half of his head cut off. The horrible and miserable appearance was enough to make even the most crazy people