On the fifth day of the rendezvous with the Confederates, the King of the Woodlands sent a letter to Vernor, along with a letter from Thrandier to Vernor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The official letter issued by the king is simple, nothing more than mentioning that he will go to the Death Swamp with the allies soon, please continue to keep the supplies up. Edmund did not comment on the state of the city's management, saying only that it was well guarded - it was indeed a king's style that only wanted results rather than process. Thrandil's letter, on the other hand, was an enthusiastic study of the use of pigs and sheep as mounts by dwarves, and the way in which these two animals were tamed. At the end of the letter, he asked her to greet Avril on her behalf.

Reading the whole letter, Vernoll could feel a hint of relief. Those involved in the war can also have mounts that have the leisure to care about other races, and she can't help but be infected by this lightness, believing that the war will soon be over.

Maybe the love of young people is so young. Funore remembered that Okpa had asked Rhea to hand over letters or objects on several occasions, and he was not at all surprised why he was writing to himself. Out of respect for her friend, she only conveyed the greeting in the letter, and did not show the letter directly to Avril.

The news of the victory detonated throughout the city with incredible speed as the signal corps arrived for the third time. With pride and contentment, all the elves who stayed behind spontaneously gathered around the lookout (don't ask why they were here, where there was wine, there were Sylvan elves) to discuss the majesty of the woodland kingdom on the battlefield.

This victory does have a lot to do with the Woodland Kingdom.

Because of the right to self-control, the armies of the Woodland Kingdom were led by Orifer and Thrandil, respectively, and formed archery teams on the left and right sides of the main army. When Sauron ordered his army to attack, the woodland elves were invincible with their high-attack extended bows and arrows, and with little effort, they rained down the charging troops from a rain of arrows from a distance of 300 yards from the enemy. The main forces, in the ensuing melee attack, controlled the entire battlefield without pressure. The first battle ended with an overwhelming victory for the "Last Alliance", which also made every woodland king a legend on the battlefield. In the next few years, whoever mentions the Woodland Kingdom army will have a look of admiration and awe.

The triumphant revelry continued into the night, and after praising the king and the prince, everyone began to miss their relatives. All the elves thought that the war would soon be over, and even Edmund began to think about how to use his current energy and material resources to put on a perfect triumphant welcome party. Either the sound of the revelry was too loud, or perhaps the triumph was so overwhelmed that no one noticed the movement outside the city.

An army of thousands of orcs made their way into the forest on foot. Armored and armoured, with machetes at their waists, they kept absolute silence and walked through the woods. To be honest, this is the first time in a thousand years that an orc has done such a sneak attack. They have no experience in sneak attacks and are afraid of the bows and arrows of the woodland kingdom. But if they don't come, they will be beheaded by their leader, Hammidon.

The defeat in the war made Hammidon furious. Luckily, he had also been impaled in the arm by the Woodland Army's bow and arrow, otherwise he would have killed at least 5 more soldiers when he was angry. Of course, the pain and anger made him remember the Woodland Army. When he learned that the supply of the woodland army came from the royal city, he threw his saber to the little leader, "Go and destroy the woodland kingdom! ”

The consequence of this lack of experience is that even Hamilton has not thought through the details. When the little leader summoned up his courage and trembled and begged for more rations of weapons and food, Hamilton kicked him over.

"The woodland kingdom has food and weapons in it. Kill all the elves inside, and bring things that can be transported, and break them if they can't. ”

The little boss crawled away, still not missing Hanmiton's last roar. "Ten days for you!"

Burdened with the psychological burden of being whipped when they return from the task, the orcs in action remain unusually silent. This undoubtedly allowed them to better hide in the forest, and without seeing a single elven arrow, they touched the vicinity of the royal city of the woodland kingdom. Looking at the towering and sturdy marble walls and the taller, airtight iron gates in front of them, all the orcs turned their eyes to the little leader, and there was only one thing in their eyes - how could this battle be fought without siege soldiers?

The little leader irritably kicked away the orc who was squatting in front of him, reached out and pulled out a short bow and arrow stained with poison from behind his back (the orc's bow and arrow are quite bad, you can read the original book of the old man), put on a posture that he thought was more handsome, aimed for a long time, and let go of the hand holding the bowstring.

The rough tail of the arrow fluttered lightly towards the top of the city gate, and it leaped firmly over the city gate and fell into the city beyond sight. After a few seconds, the noise in the city suddenly fell silent, and the figure of an elven soldier appeared on the lookout.

The soldiers did not seem to have woken up from their wines, and they all looked at them with confused faces. Then, their eyes widened, their mouths opened slightly, and they disappeared from the lookout in a panic. Just as the little boss was about to laugh triumphantly, the elven soldier reappeared. To be honest, the number of elven soldiers is not large, only a dozen. But this time, along with them, there were also full bows and arrows...... and the stones that were constantly thrown from the city, many of which fell on the heads of the orcs.

"Hide first, hide first. The little leader protected his swollen head and ran under the tree at a sprint speed. Looking at the other more and more orcs looking for cover with their big heads on their heads, the little leader thought about Hammidon's rage again, and thought that it might be better to die here than to go back and be beheaded.

The appearance of the orc team and the news of their repulsion were not a good thing in the eyes of Vernor. She looked through the window at the elves in the square who were happily celebrating their second victory, and raised her hand to interrupt Edmund, who was proudly explaining the details of the retreat, her brows furrowed.

"Lord Edmund, don't you find that this matter is not worth rejoicing at all?" Seeing the bewildered eroticism on the other party's face, she finally understood why King Aurifel had left him in charge of the royal city's internal affairs. She straightened her face and accentuated her tone slightly. "Who knows if they're gone or not? You should be more concerned about whether our convoy will be smooth sailing. ”

The corners of Edmund's mouth twitched. "You mean to say that maybe they didn't go, but just wanted to stop us from transporting supplies to the battlefield?"

"Just give it a try. She subconsciously touched the blade stuck diagonally at her waist, "I'll take the soldiers to disguise themselves as a convoy first." ”