The enemy himself has not decided which level to exit from, and the elf king, who has no magic and no ability to predict, naturally cannot know their goal in advance, let alone set up an ambush to kill the enemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Even if he knew, with Thranduil's current state, he would not be able to regain his sharp fighting mind.

At this time, the elven king had only one purpose - to save Vernor. How letting go of the evil Elven King would be perceived by his allies, and what kind of consequences it would bring to the woodland, was not in his consideration for the time being.

If a ridiculous lie comes from another creature, no creature will believe it. But from the mouth of the cunning elf king, it completely convinced Vernor. Even though she realized that the other party had not used her battle sense, she was convinced that Thranduil had arranged everything. The elven king who completed the expulsion battle of the Black Gate in a joke will definitely let the enemy go and never return. And what she has to do is that when the culling operation begins, she can't let herself be completely incapacitated for self-defense to become the reason for the righteous side to be constrained. After making up her mind, she was silent and thought about how to break free from control, but if she couldn't do it, she could at least use the saber in front of her neck.

The team moved slowly along the southeastern border of the Great Green Forest. Every time he passed through a checkpoint, without being reminded by Oaks, the Elf King would enter the defense level in advance, and with an unquestionable tone, all the stationed Elves in the forest would quickly abandon their posts and evacuate. It is difficult for the righteous Elves of the Grove to accept the order to open the level and let Oakes go, but considering the Elven King's behavior on the battlefield, they, like Vernor, choose to believe in the Elven King.

As heavy barms were opened one after another, a dull sound spread through the sturdy walls into the wasteland beyond the boundaries of the woodlands. It wasn't until the Elven King had left the eighth passing guard empty that Oakes finally came to an agreement - and left from here.

Exit the scary woodland by stepping out of the jam-proof gate. The Oakes were excited, but they had to start thinking about what to do with the High Elves who had been in control.

Killed? No, in case the Elven King laid an ambush in the wasteland? Although they had repeatedly confirmed, the wasteland outside the defense card was calm, and no living creatures could be seen. Only the gentle breeze gently caressed and shook the pole-like plants at the tops of a dozen sand dunes not far from the block.

Believe what the Elf King has been saying all the way, as long as the High Elves are returned, they will never be held accountable? Recalling what the Elf King did during the Seven Years War, even the stupid and stupid Oakes didn't believe that he was so good.

"Put her down, the Woodland Kingdom will not pursue it. The enemy had begun to carry Vernor back to the outside of the bar, and Thranduil was so anxious that he almost fell to his knees. As he staggered, he said incoherently, "Taking her with you will affect your actions...... There have been no cavalry in the forest, and I have no mounts by my side to catch up with you. All the soldiers are 100 meters away, and no matter how fast they are, they can't catch up with you......"

He didn't convince Ochs, but he made Vernor, who had been observing carefully, sure of one thing - Thrandier was worried about himself!

"Thrandil, you can't be the Elven King who lets go of the evil!" Finding that the Elven King was just sitting on the ground and shaking his head unconsciously, Vernorr was furious. "Let them go, and I'll never forgive you. One last time, do you want to do it?"

In response to her was the crying denial of the Elven King...... and intermittent cries.

"It seems that I can only use death to let you kill them?and only death can stop you from making the Great Green Forest compromise with evil?" With a sneer, he was slowly carried out of the anti-jamming gate and placed himself in the desert, Vernor, who was in love with the bone-eating forest, and closed his eyes under the constant begging of the elf king. She threw her head back, and the next second her neck slammed into the sharp saber that had been in front of her eyes......

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Even after a long distance of 3,000 years, the Elven King was still afraid of the fighting talents of the Orientals and was unwilling to have a direct contact with them. He found all the tokens that the tribes of the East had given him, and sent them to the people of the East without fear of the danger of being suspected by his allies of fornicating with the enemy. The tokens left by their ancestors and the dazzling Jungle Jewels successfully caused the Orientals to cancel their plans to attack the Jungle, and with the perfect excuse given by the Elven King, Sauron agreed with the Orientals to continue to attack the Dwarves of the Lonely Mountain and not participate in the attack on the Dark Forest. The act of the Elven King secretly sending a token was the biggest factor that established the comprehensive victory of the Fellowship of the Lord of the Rings in the Jungle Forest. (Note.)

And today, three thousand years ago, seeing that the beloved elf was about to kill himself, the tear-eyed elf king still learned all the actions of the Oriental people from their appearance to the end of the war with a blurred vision. Based on everything he saw, the Elf King came up with the judgment that even if he couldn't be friends with him, he would try not to fight the Orientals head-on.

At the moment when Vernor was about to collide with the saber, the small sand dunes that appeared at the feet of the Oaks suddenly exploded, and more than a dozen brown-skinned black-haired people who were still biting hollow stems in their mouths threw out their "weapons" at the same time. The sharp and small iron object streaked out a dozen dazzling white lights in the air, and in an instant, it shot down all the weapons in Oaks' hand, including the saber in front of Vernor.

After a flash of wind, Furnor, who felt that his neck was empty, opened his eyes and subconsciously called out "Biecus" (Sindarin). Before the last note had fallen, he ducked his head and dodged the hand that the orc reached out to try to choke his neck. Then, with her last breath, she controlled the only head she could control, and slammed into the orc's bandaged left shoulder, freeing herself from half of her confinement. As the other orc was also knocked out by the Oriental, she fell unconscious on the ground that had been scorched by the summer sun.

From jumping out of the dunes to stuning all the Oakes, the time was as short as a dozen seconds. Many Oaks still maintained their retreat movements when they fainted, but the Elf King completed the whole process from despair to surprise, and then from surprise to ecstasy and finally regained his composure in just a dozen seconds.

Thranduil, who had never seen an Oriental, could not determine whether the creature in front of him was friend or foe, and only the Pyricus (Sindarin for murderous people) exhaled in Sindarin before Vernorr was stunned made him wary. After rushing over to protect Fnorr behind him and taking off his robe to cover the other party, the Elven King stared at one of the most agile female creatures with tears in his eyes, and asked in a cold tone full of warning and strangeness, "Who are you?"