Judging from the fact that the more I was wronged for the woodland, the more she would take the initiative to come, and the more gentle she was to me, why not simply take this opportunity to suffer all the humiliation, and maybe there would be further development when I returned?

The Elven King, who was at the forefront of the group, smiled quietly and flicked the reins in his hand to speed up the movement of the horned deer. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info After dozens of minutes, his face was solemn as if he had been frozen in frost.

There was no sight of Essidor who had been swept away by the river, nor did he see any of the Dandons still in action. At a distance of more than ten meters from the Danden camp, the elf king saw groups of half-orcs sitting around the cooking fire at a glance. The orcs in the sunlight were in a normal sluggish state, and did not realize that the elven king's team was already close at hand. Aside from hiding in the shadows of their tents and drowsying, most orcs were slowly removing the grilled steak from the fire and feeding it into their mouths.

Thrandil's first instinct was that Essidor would take the Dandons into hiding and leave the orcs in the camp with food for reinforcements to arrive. But even with such a tactic, the soldiers of the joint should be left. At the very least, you should tell the squire sent by Zilyan to ask for help, right?, and asked the stunned acolyte of Qilyan, who had been following him, and the Elven King got a negative answer.

Could it be that Essidor is so arrogant? Knowing that I have to bring my troops to come and throw this group of orcs directly to me, although he wants to kill them as soon as he sees them, the elf king does not intend to fulfill the wish of the human emperor.

Inserting the saber back into the scabbard, Thranduil raised his big hand back: "Bring the bow and arrows!"

The arrows unique to the Woodland Kingdom cut a graceful arc in the air and stabbed into the knot of a grill with unmistakable accuracy. The brackets that had lost their bindings scattered in all directions, naturally alarming the orcs sitting next to them. Before the filthy species could utter a word, they saw the unique logo of the woodland kingdom at the end of the arrow. And looking in the direction where the arrows were fired, the orcs naturally saw the elven king standing at the front of the line riding a horned deer.

"The Elven King is here!"

With this shout, all the orcs made the inevitable move that would normally occur - fleeing in the opposite direction as fast as they could. Their movements were slow, and some of the orcs who had been hungry for too long did not forget to grasp the steak in their hands as they fled, so that Thranduil raised his hand and signaled the soldiers not to do anything before his hand became a little sore, and he could not see a single orc in sight.

If I hadn't wanted to follow the Emperor's wishes, I would have let you all die at my feet!

"You say this time the orcs are different from the previous ones?" handed the empty bow back to the soldier, and Thranduil squinted at Ziljan's squire. "As you saw just now, they haven't changed, they're still as timid as a mouse. ”

Until Qi Eryan's attendants lowered their heads and didn't dare to look up, the Elven King still didn't expect that the Human Emperor's return party would all be bent here. In Thrandil's knowledge, all the orcs in the entire Misty Mountains were dispatched, and the two hundred soldiers accompanying the Human Emperor were enough to resist the arrival of reinforcements. The half-orc, who fled at the sight of the woodland arrows just now, once again proved that the half-orcs were as stupid and cowardly as ever. Such a cowardly, commandless race can organize a battle strong enough to defeat the Dandon soldiers, unless they have the divine powers bestowed by Iluvita.

It was this idea that made Thranduil still think it was just a tactic after seeing the corpses of the Danden people in the camp. Even the meat products scattered on the ground by the cooking fire looked like the remains of a human being, and Thranduil consoled himself with "just a handful of people who died in the confrontation." It wasn't until the Jumping Horned Deer had circled the camp three times that the Elven King still didn't believe that the Dandens on the ground were really corpses.

"Don't play dead anymore. The enemy is gone, wake up!" Grabbing the corpse of a Danden, the Elven King shook violently with an almost rude motion. But he only shook the weapon inserted in the corpse and fell, the dead body was still a dead body, but the woodland soldiers around him had never seen the elf king so out of shape, and he didn't dare to step forward to help.

It was only after shaking several corpses at his feet again with the same motion that Thranduil began to believe that this was the truth. The Danden, who had fought side by side with him for seven years, and dealt with the orcs with a total of one to five, had indeed died under the siege of the orcs.

"Every corpse was examined carefully to see if there was anyone alive who could speak, and brought it to me at once. With that, Thranduil rushed into the nearest tent. With the curtain behind him completely closed, he stroked his forehead and sat directly on the bed.

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The first to be brought into the tent was not Istemo (Ilandur's retinue) who escaped by crushing under the corpse after being knocked unconscious. Rather, it was Ziljan's personal attendant. Holding the armor of the third prince of Arnol, he rushed in crying all the way, adding to the annoyance of Thrandil, who was already trying to endure.

Despite being nearly crushed by the debris of Denden's camp, Thranduil managed to maintain his apparent composure by clutching the head of the bed. He knew that as an elf king, he had to control his emotions at this time, and if the king also panicked, the situation would only get worse.

"Can you cry in front of me to make the creatures who killed the Dandons pay the price they deserve?" Raising his hand to make the creatures retreat, Thranduil's hand clenching the head of the bed was bruised, "Now I need to know who killed the Danden people as soon as possible before I can make the corresponding arrangements." What the hell did you find?"

After a few minutes, the attendant was finally able to speak completely. He held the armor in his hand towards Thranduil with great reverence, and tears welled up in his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

"This ...... This is the armor of the three princes. But the body of the third prince can't be found at all!" After turning his face to rub the tears on his arm, the attendant took a few deep breaths and said to the elf king who was thinking, "Do you think it will ...... Will it become the meat by the fire?"

I saw the elf king's blue eyes shrink and he stood up from the bed. The words of the Elven King, whose fists were clenched, were so fierce that the attendants did not dare to object at all, and he said firmly, "Impossible! How could a noble prince be insulted by a filthy species." His armor must have been stripped off by the enemy during the war. ”