"It seems that the mayor of the town does not have a high level of confidence in his own soldiers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" looked at the package on the mayor's horse with interest, and the elf king hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Actually, you don't have to bother to move out. Even if the orcs break into the town, it will take a long time to rush to your castle in the middle of the town. Even if the castle you live in is so strong, a few hundred orcs may not be able to break through the strong walls before sunrise. ”

"To...... Thanks to you. Before I came out, the orcs were still dividing up the items in the trade zone outside the town, but they didn't bother to attack the main gate yet. Glaring fiercely again at his wife, who had to bring her jewels on the run, the mayor took a few steps closer with a flattering smile. The inhabitants of the town panicked when they heard the news, and they scurried around hurting their own people. You rush over now, maybe the orcs haven't breached the gate yet. ”

Thranduil naturally thought of Riverdale as it was now. It is normal for humans who have never faced a war on the side of peace for a long time to panic and cause civil strife when they hear that the enemy is only a wall away from them. In this way, as long as the news of the Elven King's assistance is known to the humans, the humans who are scurrying around in the town will be able to calm down immediately? As for the orcs, they still maintained the consciousness of the "Last Battle" period, and immediately ran to avoid the woodland banner when they saw it. It seems that this skirmish was completely effortless.

"Why didn't you ask Lonely Mountain for help, but instead came to me from near and far?" While the Wood Elves were receiving the horses, the Elven King swabbed his saber while waiting for the mayor's words.

On his first day in Riverdale, he heard the news that Riverdale owed the dwarves in trade money, and he had a plan to surround the enemy near Riverdale. Hearing that a group of orcs rushed towards Riverdale Town, the Dwarven King immediately issued a message that the gate was closed and troops could not be sent without authorization, indicating that "it is not a matter of business".

"How can you have such a great deterrent power over there? Seeing that I was coming from your side, the orcs who followed behind all turned around and went back. With a smile that was worse than crying, the mayor mustered up the courage to pull the reins of the horned deer, hoping to urge the elven king to hurry up. Finding this action, the corners of the other party's mouth pulled down, and he hurriedly showed a flattering smile: "All these horses have been given to you." If you can, how many times will you take a tour around Riverdale when you take your troops on patrol in the future? ”

"There are no idle elves in the woodlands to raise horses, and there is no place in the forest to train cavalry." The haughty Elven King was about to stop the mayor's pull on the reins of the horned deer, but his eyes swept to the female elf with a silver mask standing by the tent door looking at him. He avoided the other party's eyes weakly, but the sharpness in his tone did not decrease in the slightest. "The woodlands are not poor enough to take horses for nothing. When you run out of horses, bring them back, and when you need to lead them out on patrol, I will send someone to borrow them. Now, let go of your hands, I'm leaving. ”

As soon as the elven king rode straight to Rivervalley Town with more than a hundred wood elves, the attendants standing outside the tent were called over by the woodland advisor.

"You immediately find a horse and rush to Lonely Mountain, and bring the news of His Majesty's support for Riverdale Town." Fnorr, who paced incessantly to ease his worries, stopped, took off the large jeweled brooch on his chest and slipped it into the hand of the squire. "Find the general in charge of guarding the outer city and give him this. Tell him that his lips are cold and his teeth are cold, and he doesn't need to send troops to help him and make a gesture. So as not to panic, the orcs rushed in the direction of the lonely mountain. ”

Asking Gushan to put on a gesture of solidarity is not to doubt the elf king's war strength, but to add another layer of protection to the elf king. She couldn't imagine that Thranduil would be hurt in the slightest this time......

Looking at the jewel brooch in his hand, the attendant opened his mouth to speak, but was startled by the appearance of the advisor stroking his forehead and slumping in the chair.

He had never been so flustered by the king's advisers. But there's no need to panic!

As soon as Your Majesty appeared, the only reaction of the orcs was to turn around and run away. Even if His Majesty only brought more than a hundred elves, if he fought hard, the half-orcs with less than four hundred numbers were no match for the elven king. Is it really necessary to give to the dwarves the precious brooch that His Majesty has been wearing since his coronation and that he has just given you?

Hearing the king's adviser urging again, he suppressed all his words and withdrew from the camp. After hurrying to the lonely mountain to meet the captain of the dwarven guard that night, the attendant did not take out the gemstone brooch in his waist pocket, but untied all the jewels on his body and handed them over.

Your Majesty was prescient in sending us jewels!

The dwarven captain who took the jewel smiled with satisfaction, adjusting the cloth of the defenders on the outer wall as he told the news of the Elven King. As he expected, as soon as the news of the Elven King's troops came out, the orcs had begun to flee to the Tiaoxie Wasteland one after another.

The attendant pressed his pouch, glad he hadn't given the brooch away. So now go back and return the brooch to the advisor?

The woodland advisor did not give the attendants a chance to return the brooches. After hearing the news that the Elven King had let the enemy flee without even getting close to the orcs, the speed with which she left reminded the attendant of the word "escape".

Why did the advisor run away?

The attendant, who was stunned and watched the advisor rush out of the tent and pull a horse away at random, was completely incomprehensible. When his eyes swept over the advisor's plate, he felt that he had found the answer - the advisor must have done something wrong, or His Majesty would not have eaten too much food as punishment.

At the risk of violating the law that "food from the woodland shall not be wasted", the attendants quietly poured out the uneaten food of the advisors. As soon as he put the empty plate back in its place, before he could leave the plate, the Elven King broke in.

"Where's my advisor?" Not bothering to pay attention to his wind-blown hair, Thranduil carefully wiped the armor on his chest, fully preparing for the female elf who burrowed into his arms. "Hurry up and go to the advisor and tell her about my return to camp."

"Back to Your Majesty, the advisor has just started and said that he is going back to the palace."

After finding that the elf king was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth began to twitch, and the attendant was so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Leaving without His Majesty's consent is indeed a big or small crime. May the great Iluvita bless your majesty with a little less anger when you see your majesty again.

Will Thrandeil's anger go down? Vernor knew it was impossible. But she couldn't help but leave. What if you stay? Is it really like what he said, hiding in his arms and never coming out? She couldn't do such a thing, and the Wood Elves wouldn't allow that to happen.