Chapter XXIV: The Last Journey
The country of mountains is not a small country, but it is definitely not a big country either.
Nearly a month had passed since the peaks of the mountains, and the Elven Mission had set out from the realm of Fastan, which was relatively close to the top of the mountains, so it would not be surprising that they had not been slowed down along the way to guard against possible attackers, even if they had reached the supreme power center of the mountain people now.
Of course, it's not slow now.
The road from the top of the mountains is only a few days, and these days, it is still considered that the battle may be encountered-it may be better to use it here, except for the battle with the eldest son of the king, the enemy has no other action, and now that the journey is coming to an end, if the enemy wants to obstruct the progress of the negotiations, if he wants to kill them, this may not be the last chance, but it is definitely the best chance.
Because the man on the throne at the top of the mountains has no way out.
- The elves are the remnants of false gods, and colluding with the elves for any reason is heretical.
Monia has only figured it out now, in fact, the real substance of the negotiation has been decided since the beginning of the exchange between the country of mountains and the forest of elves, and the arrival of the mission is just a symbolic symbol, and the implementation of those things that the two sides have tacit understanding on the contract......
No, maybe it's more than that.
The man on the throne of the king of the mountains must have something planned.
If the connection with the Elven Forest is a little more secretive, he still has room to shirk and directly communicate with the Elven Mission, which is definitely torn with the Church - without enough benefits, normal people will never make such a thoughtless choice, and judging from the information in hand, Ivesky Skarna, the king who has ruled the mountains for decades, is by no means a wine bag and rice bag, he has a talent that matches his determination, and he is a rare male lord on the continent in the past hundred years.
What exactly is his purpose?
The Elven Forest has no formal intelligence points in the Land of Mountains, and little is known about the Country of Mountains, and it can only be seen from his sharp confrontation with Grand Duke Lionheart that a terrible storm is brewing in the sky of the Land of Mountains, and the arrival of the mission is likely to be the key factor in detonating this storm.
"It's really not worry-free."
The mage flicked his sleeve and put away the purifying potion he had concocted, then stepped out of the carriage and asked an elven warrior, "Why did you suddenly stop, is there something going on ahead?" β
Recently, Monia has been working on the preparation of purification potions and has not participated in the investigation.
"There is a human army ahead," this elven warrior is the mage's guard, although he is also not involved in the reconnaissance work, but compared to the mage who is busy mixing potions, he still has the time and authority to understand the matters of the mission's march, "It is a troop under the banner of the king's ****, but it is ...... Lady Isdamel thinks that this time should be as cautious as possible. β
"Really?" Monia is noncommittal, not far from the top of the mountains, it is indeed an almost impossible thing to disguise as a king ****, but Isdamel's approach cannot simply be said to be wrong, after all, the guy who is their enemy is no worse than the lord of the mountains, but even so, it is not impossible to disguise the attacker as a king **** completely, at least it is not easy.
"Monia, Lord Isdamel, please."
Just as the mage pondered whether this was the enemy's conspiracy, a clear voice sounded in his ears.
"Got it, I'll go." Monia had no reason to refuse, and followed in the footsteps of the elves, and in a few moments came to the place where Isdamel was, the last she should have counted, and by the time she arrived, the discussion between the elven swordsman and the elders of the forest was already underway, and beside them, Isis was drowsy.
"I seem to be late." The mage said, sitting beside the elven princess, the little girl who was not in good spirits also took advantage of the situation to lean directly on her, "You seem to be arguing fiercely, where is the contradiction?" β
"There are differences in the specific measures to deal with that king," before they could answer, the little princess of the elves had already spoken, she adjusted her posture, lay comfortably in the mage's arms, and curled up, "They all think that there is something wrong with that unit, but Grandpa Klaus thinks that the army should be bypassed and continue to advance, while Uncle Ismailar has a different opinion, he thinks that he should be cautious in approaching it." β
"What about the specific reasons?" Monia was not dissatisfied with Isis's coquettish behavior, she stroked the elven princess's long hair, then raised her head, her gaze paused slightly on the two of them, and then said, "I don't have a special opinion on this, you can try to convince me." β
The power of the elven envoy is mainly controlled by the three of them, Monia is the weakest link in the three poles, and the power that can be used in ordinary times is pitiful, but when the head of the mission conflicts with the opinions of the elders in the forest, her decision is enough to become the last weight to tip the scales.
"Okay, I'll start with that." As an elder in the woods, Klaus's identity is the most respected except for the little princess, "The enemy has not launched an offensive against us, and the calm along the way is a bit too peaceful, and in this last leg of the journey, in front of us, it is really hard to believe that it is not a conspiracy of the enemyβif you make rash contact with them, it is very likely that you will be caught between them and fall into a rather disadvantageous position." β
"But how can we be sure if they are really the kingdom's army without contacting them?" Isdamel took a different view, "If we can't be sure, they are behind us, do we just turn back and turn on each other, or do we just ignore the way forward?" Both of these approaches are clearly problematic, in case those guys are really Kingdom formed armies, and we attack them before they can attack us, morally putting us at our disadvantage. On the other hand, if we allow them to hang behind us like little tails, waiting for the enemy to attack, our situation will be very dangerous, it is better to pick things up as soon as possible and clear the disaster as soon as possible. β
Both sides make sense.
The mage had to admit that she had no better solution. However, which way should be chosen, she is personally more inclined to Eastamel, but ...... When it comes to the fate of all people, she needs more and more detailed thinking - but is there really no better way to solve it?
I'm afraid not.
If you compromise, you will also face the dilemma of being caught between the front and back.
"What is the terrain where that troop is stationed?" Monia asked a few questions in a row, "Is it a good location for ambushes, and is there a nearby forest where you can hide from the attackers?" β
"Topography......" The elder of the forest paused for a moment and shook his head, "It's hard to say. β
"It's a high ground," added Isdamel, "and the highland terrain is not a suitable place for ambushes, with a wide view and is not suitable for projecting troops, but ...... There are also trees nearby that can be hidden, and it is difficult to say if there are any possible enemies hidden there. β
"It's back to square one." The mage smiled wryly.
"If it were really that easy to determine whether this is an enemy conspiracy or not, we wouldn't be arguing so fiercely." Ista Mel shook her head, "It's because what is said on either side makes sense that no one can convince anyone, after all, no matter which side is betting on the possibility." β
"Are there any places in the last leg of the trip that have a good view and are not suitable for ambushes?" Monia asked again, and it was clear that this time she was inclined not to touch it for a while.
"Of course," said the elder of the woods, sighing, "but before that there was a suitable place for an ambush. β
- Even he himself could not judge whether his insistence was correct or not.
It's all about luck.
In the end, the mage had to admit that he couldn't find a way to get the best of both worlds.
"What is your decision?" But the other two people are still chasing after them.
"We can only pick one of the two not-so-good decisions that are not so bad." Monia organized her words, "If you make contact with the other party now, the worst possibility is to be attacked by the opponent in front and back, but due to the limited terrain, the attack will not be too violent." But if you choose not to contact it for a while, the result may be worse, and you will be ambushed in an unsuitable place...... This is probably the worst-case scenario we could face. β
"You have a point." The elder of the forest stroked his beard, not minding that it was his own opinion that was rejected, and frankly admitted, "From this point of view, I have not considered it. β
"At this point, we have to choose a less bad outcome." Although Isdamel didn't think of the little guy in front of her as a real little guy for a long time ago, I have to say that sometimes her behavior is really too different for her age, and people can't help but want to tease her, "How smart, little Monia." β
He reached out and touched the little mage's head, and then, unsurprisingly, was glared at again.
Only then can I really look like a child.
A child should have the appearance of a child, and waved his hand disappreciably at the angry mage, and his mood was a little better: "Then it's decided, wait until tomorrow morning to contact them...... Whether they are the real kings or not, we must remain vigilant. β
"No objections." The old man nodded, then looked at the little mage, "Your Excellency Monia, Your Highness the Princess will trouble you." β
"Hmm." Watching the two of them leave, the mage nodded.
Time is running out...... The enemy's offensive is destined to be as fierce as a storm and waves, and generally incomparable.
- In any case, be ready for a hard battle tomorrow. ps: The network is disconnected...... I used the hotspot WiFi of my mobile phone to send it.,My traffic.γ PS2: I got my senses back. PS3: This week should make up for what you owe last week.