At the dinner the next day, the mayor of the town, who had thought of a good reason, said meaningfully to the Elven King, "The four hundred horses of Riverdale will continue to send processed goods to all parts of Middle-earth in the coming month, don't you think this trade amount is good?"

Having retained them under the pretext of discussing how to adjust the garrison, Mayor Mare decided to let the Elven King stay until the day the caravan returned. In fact www.biquge.info he also realized that the Elf King did not mean to leave immediately, and he was even more sure that his guess was not wrong.

At the dinner party on the fifth day, when the caravan destined for the woodland was expected to return soon, the mayor smiled at the elven king so much that his beard began to tremble. "It's not impossible to give out horses, I believe that the rich elf king will be more than happy to give some compensation. After all, horses can't continue to trade if they are used for war, and Riverdale will lose a lot of revenue. ”

Throwing out a gold coin that was enough to buy a thousand horses, Mayor Mare patted the Elven King, whose eyes were already bottomless. "You can spend a little more time thinking about Kaohu. By the way, the caravan that delivered supplies to the woodland will be back in a little while. I've heard that the Wood Elves don't want to die for wine, and I'm sure they'll be happy to buy it for twice the price. After all, good wine is not easy to obtain! If tens of thousands of wood elves don't matter, I don't think you are willing to go against the wishes of your people, right?"

If his people have compromised, no king can hold on any longer. The mayor subconsciously took two steps back, so that the elf king was so angry that when he threw his sleeves away, he would not be touched by his sleeves, but he didn't expect the elf king to show a faint smile to himself.

"As you say, the Wood Elves do want to drink rather than die. But it's not certain that the caravan will bring good news to anyone. The color of his eyes returned to the ice blue unique to the Sinda elves, and after the ten fingers crossed and gently placed on his lap, Thranduil suppressed his inner uneasiness and said slowly, "There are still some brewing equipment in the woodland that have not been damaged. ”

However, Vernorr knew that he could not compromise with Riverdale's excessive demands during the negotiations to ensure that I was confident enough to face the person I was negotiating with. Where can she find the raw materials for brewing, and where can she find the craftsmen and raw materials needed to make wine? Let the wood elves have no wine to drink? No, this will not solve the problem, it will only make the wood elves without wine riot, not only will not solve the problem, but will make the problem worse. Ransacking the caravans of Riverdale? This is clearly not something that Vernorr would have done.

While waiting for the caravan to return, Thranduil did not think of an answer. He didn't have to wait long, though.

The Wood Elves who had come with the caravan brought a small bottle of wine to the Elven King, and the pride on his face made the dust on his body look weak. "This is the spring wine made by the children, and the officials in the palace said, please enjoy it as well. ”

"Is it really the spring wine made by the children?" Raising an eyebrow smugly at the mayor, the Elf King squinted slightly and gently waved the wine bottle in his hand. After praising the color, he was mentally prepared and took a soft snort. The moment the liquid was not unfamiliar came into contact with the taste buds, the Elven King, who had tasted all the wines of Middle-earth, immediately understood that this was not a brewed wine, but more like the red wine diluted with water that is common in Riverdale. But this bottle of wine, which did not taste very good, dispelled the gloom of the past few days, and made him feel refreshed all over his body.

"The taste is really unique and very good......

"All the wood elves say the same thing. The Wood Elf attendant was a little carried away proudly, and directly interrupted the Elf King's words regardless of the occasion and dignity. "Is it bad for the children to brew the wine themselves? Unfortunately, it was only brewed once, and three days later the dwarven caravan brought in new wine, and the officials in the palace did not let the children make it again. In fact, the children were very happy to be able to make wine. ”

Borrow the children's hands and bring out the wine mixed with water, so that the little wine left is enough to last until the dwarven kingdom delivers the wine. Coaxing the children to be happy, and making the wood elves drink the wine willingly, and by the way, showing Riverdale the determination of the woodland to support the king, who else but Vernorr has such an all-encompassing style?

Turning his gaze to the mayor of Riverdale, Thranduil let out a sneer and said with a pretended pity, "It seems that the mayor didn't expect that the wine made by the dwarves is also very popular with the wood elves." If Riverdale is busy with other trades, it is inconvenient for me to cause trouble for you here. Thanks for the hospitality these days, and goodbye. ”

As soon as the Elven King left the meeting room, the mayor, who was trembling with anger, immediately called the head of the caravan to him. Before he could ask, the caravan leader who was in a cold sweat hurriedly said, "How did you send it over and bring it back?" Although we sped up on the way back, the meat, soy products and cheese were all broken......

"Do you have water in your head?" the mayor sat down in his chair clutching his chest, the anger in his tone rising again. "Knowing that those foods won't last for a few days, as soon as Lin Di says he doesn't want this batch of goods, won't he pull them back immediately?"

"At the beginning, Lin Di didn't say that he didn't want this batch of goods, only that the official who managed the entry and exit of the account was not there, so let us wait. The leader of the caravan was so aggrieved that he was about to cry, "The woodland elves have always been courteous to us, delivering food and water. We thought they were really waiting for the official in charge of the treasury to come back, but who knew that in the end they actually said no. ”

When the mayor of Riverdale was so angry that he began to drop things, he was in a very happy mood, and the elven king, who turned over the deer with a smile, got better news. The woodland's sense of battle was conveyed to all the Wood Elf soldiers as soon as he sat down on the back of the deer, and the message of the order was that all the woodland soldiers stationed in the garrison could begin to prepare for the removal of their posts.

This order was apparently not given by Thrandil, but by another female elf in the woodlands who had mastered the sense of battle and sat in the palace. The purpose of her activation of the order was not only to make the wood elf soldiers prepare for the change of guard in advance, but also to let the elf king in the far away river valley town know the news that the reinforcements from the forest had arrived as soon as possible.

It's just a matter of dozens of days, and even if the Luolin Forest, which also has no cavalry, moves immediately after receiving the reinforcement letter, it is impossible to make all the arrangements for sending troops in such a short period of time, let alone let the soldiers arrive at the Forest Land King City to stand by? It seems that the Luolin side has everything ready after receiving the first letter, just waiting for my statement?

The Elven King shook his head helplessly, lamenting that Lady Galadriel's unyielding position of power was really easy to make the creatures ignore her kindness, and at the same time issued an order for the reinforcements to replace all the soldiers in the northeast region first.