Although he couldn't understand what the Elven King was saying, Mino caught his master's name in Thrandil's voice. It wagged its tail happily www.biquge.info and sat down in the carriage obediently.

Please take me back to Vernor!

The Elven King pressed the silver mask on his chest and lightly flipped over the deer. As the reins landed heavily on the back of the horned deer, the deer with two huge curved horns raised its head and roared, spread its hooves and headed straight for Dongkou Town.

Kuby, the half-orc, who was also braving the heavy rain and was injured and had no mount, was in such a good mood that he couldn't help but hum a song. He cautiously clutched the package in his hand and limped towards the same destination as the Elf King, Dongkou Town.

Ten days ago, Kubi, like all the allies hiding in the caves, had escaped the smoke that could choke any living creature by standing water. It wasn't until he confirmed that there was no sound outside the cave that Kubi, the orc, walked out of the cave tremblingly and took a few breaths.

The Orcs were the race that faced the Elven King the most in the Final Alliance Campaign. As a half-orc, Kubi thinks that the wood elves are very terrifying, second only to the elven king. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't hunt and get food because of the heavy rain, he was really hungry and had no choice, and when he saw that the goblin accomplices managed to steal back a few elven rations, he would not run to the woodland to repair Dongkou Town to steal food. Not to mention finding a way to break through the border of the Elven King and run to the Kingdom of Angmar to reunite with his kindred. So much so that when Kubi knocked out the female elf who was walking slowly into the granary, and found that the curly blonde hair was exposed on the edge of the slanted bib, he couldn't believe that everything was true.

The orcs all know that blonde hair is a characteristic of only the high elves, so the female elf lying on the ground and unconscious is not only the child of the elf king, but also the rare high elf among the ten thousand elves in the woodland? The elf king who loves the people like a son must be willing to exchange countless grains for a high elf! Kubi immediately stopped drinking Bucolin, who was still trying to stuff the elven rations into his pocket, and untied the robe that the female elf wore on his body, and tied the female elf on the ground to himself.

"This is a High Elf. Bringing it back will definitely be able to exchange it for more food!"

"Are you serious?" Bu Gorin, who had been gobbling up the tasteless elven rations just now, immediately spit out the dry food that he had not completely swallowed, and came forward drooling. It stroked the blonde elf's head with a trembling hand with filthy liquids, saliva squirting onto the silver mask as it spoke. But that didn't dampen the excitement in his heart.

"Barbecue! The best woodland barbecue ...... in Middle-earth," he muttered, and he felt as if the elf in front of him had turned into a steaming woodland steak. Removing the saliva-stained silver mask that even he felt disgusting, Bu Girin opened his foul-smelling mouth and licked the beautiful cheeks that were close to him with great reverence. Then, as Kubi said, he picked up the falling rocks on the ground and smashed them into the head of the blonde elf again.

When they hurried out of the twig-made fence with the elves on their backs and returned to the cave, the goblins were given a new task - to knock the elven captives unconscious as soon as they found her to be conscious.

"The people of the woodlands must be as cunning as their king, and if she is sober, she will definitely find a way to escape or ask the elven king for help, and she must not be given a chance to think. As soon as Kubi said this, he was immediately recognized by all the fellow disabled beings. Even if the Elf King was so angry that his entire body was about to explode, the Sinda female elf, who was reluctant to move one of her hair, was stunned again and awakened again in a very short period of time, and completed the memories of falling into the hands of the enemy with a painful mind.

Only by knowing the whole process of the captivity can we determine whether the other creatures in Dongkou Town are safe and what to do next.

The cause of the attack dates back to 10 days ago. It was the sixteenth day of Vernor's arrival in the town of Dongkou.

Because the town of Dongkou was destroyed by a fire, the city walls, which had not been repaired for seven years, either collapsed under the bake of the flames or were crumbling and fragile. Due to the safety concerns of the town, Vernore rejected the offer to repair the houses first with a very strong attitude, and strictly ordered the restoration of the city walls as a top priority. But after leading all the craftsmen to renovate the city wall for more than half a month, she really couldn't harden her heart.

It's full of wood elf craftsmen and soldiers who are about to become adults, and they are overwhelmed by the high daily workload. In order to get a better rest, some of the Wood Elves left the tent despite the advice and went into the dilapidated houses that looked sturdy. Although Vernor has repeatedly reiterated that almost all the houses in the town are in danger of collapsing, it has had little effect. She had no choice but to make a decision, and sent a group of craftsmen to start repairing the larger houses for the wood elves to live in, and the progress of repairing the city walls naturally began to decline as the number of people decreased.

The Wood Elves of Dongkou Town all thought that the advisor was a little too nervous. The eastern side of the woodland had been swept by the Elven King, and how could there be any enemies where the Elven King had passed?When the Advisor suggested that all the walls that were still breached with granite and iron mortar must be repaired, many of the elves offered to use wooden baffles for the time being. Looking at the wood elves who were getting thinner and had a few years left to celebrate their 100th day of conception, Vernor relented. (Elves are not considered adults until they are 100 years old)

"Then ask the soldiers on duty to step up their patrols. "This is the condition of her compromise.

If Vernore was proficient in the art of command, she would know that even if all the soldiers in Dongkou were stationed on the walls, they would still not be able to defend strongly. The rich woodlands never had the habit of counting dry food after the seven-year campaign, and the food was taken as long as it was not wasted. Naturally, there were no garrisons in the granary. Unable to win in the process of snatching food, the goblin was so hungry that he didn't even want to die, wearing the robes of the wood elves he had found, and entered the granary of Dongkou Town through the wooden baffle in the middle of the night to steal food, and was not discovered by the elves afterwards.

It wasn't until the rainstorm came, and Vernor, believing that the delivery of supplies would be delayed, began to clear the little food that was left and moved to the house nearest the granary. The situation of the food stock is really not optimistic, and the unenchanted Furnorr cannot predict when the rainstorm will stop and when the next batch of supplies will arrive. She can only guard the granary, and strictly control the daily food of each elf, so as not to run out of food in the entire Dongkou Town.

The fierce Elven King, the flags of the woodlands, the loopholes in the walls, the goblins in the elven robes, the sudden rainstorm, the stagnant delivery of supplies, the few stocks of food and the compassion for other creatures, the seemingly small problems that did not have much impact all came together to form a terrifying force. This power is enough to defeat the female elves who are so thoughtful that they impress the two elven kings.