"It's almost a fight... Is there still no movement over there?"

On the east side of the battlefield, the female elf standing on top of a hill stared at the tragic battlefield where smoke and dust were rising in the distance, and the sound of killing shook the sky and often flashed bursts of white light, and she couldn't help but speak a little irritably.

"I'm sorry, Baroness, but the herald has just sent back the news—still no sign of an army attacking the camp, much less a single flag of Ellemont. ”

Knight Captain Aaron's expression was also a little stunned: "They should... Still waiting for the right time. ”

"Wait for the right time?"

The female elf, who didn't pay attention to her tone, was full of mockery in her voice.

Wait for the right time... If you wait like this, I'm afraid that Loren Turin will be killed, and I and that guy will have to continue to "wait"!

The irritability combined with the unfamiliarity caused the elf to develop a deep distrust of the gray-eyed dwarf, especially reinforced by the mean-looking evaluation of his brother by another gray-eyed dwarf, Lusen.

"Aaron, did you think it would be the one on the other side... The Grand Duke of Ellemont is scared and plans to wait for us to do ......."

"Baron, you must not have such thoughts!"

As soon as he heard that the elf began to suspect his allies, Aaron, who was shocked, hurriedly stopped: "Lord Ully Wirtz is a close friend of Duke Leven during his lifetime, and the friendship between Elems and Lothair can be traced back to before the establishment of the Empire!

"And... Although I am very sorry to say this, Lord Ully Wirtz is a rare natural commander of the Empire, who is not only gifted but also calm, and has a decisive spirit beyond emotion when necessary, coupled with the characteristic sacrifice spirit of the people of Ellemont, who is far superior to the Duke of Leuven in terms of commanding ability. ”

"Of course, that means being above you. ”

The female elf cocked her little nose and snorted coldly unconvinced.

But Aaron Knight Captain changed his words:

"Of course, you are the one chosen by Levin to save the future of the Empire, and you are the Lord of Lothair, who holds the fate and future of this land. Looking at the back of the female elf, Aaron said in a deep voice: "Whether it is the Grand Duke of Ellemont or Loren Turin, they are all outsiders, and you are our master." ”

"You are the elves of the Ancient Wood Forest, the people of Lothair, and the master of all the elves of the Morning Star Forest and the people of Lothair—your will is our will. ”

"If you think you should strike immediately, give the order, and your knights and dancers will carry out your orders to the death!"

As the words fell, Knight Aaron bowed his head and knelt heavily on one knee.

Looking at the resolute figure of the other party, the female elf turned her gaze to the immobile fortress camp in the distance, and gritted her teeth.

"Just wait another two quarters of an hour... For the sake of Elleman's friendship with Lothair, and for the sake of Ruben and Loren Turin, who trusted the stinky boy so much. The female elf said coldly, as if she couldn't wipe off her face, and she didn't forget to emphasize:

"But we're only going to give him another two quarters of an hour... No matter what happens in two quarters of an hour, Lothair's entire army will attack, take the fortress camp with all their might, support Loren Turin, and completely annihilate this group of scum!"

"Yes!"

..............................

"That, that... Surrender, surrender, surrender. ”

The elf girl who threw away her weapon obediently and decisively took the initiative to hold her head in her hands and squatted down looked at the Ellemont knights who surrounded her in the center with a frightened expression and a reluctant smile.

Well, there are also circles and circles pointing at their short swords, spears and crossbows, hoping to turn her petite into an even petite hedgehog in the next second.

From start to finish, the battle proceeded very quickly.

In a hurry, the elven girl with only a few thousand troops, the warriors under her control, and the bewitched elven soldiers were almost immediately inside the trail when they were ambushed by the army of Elem.

The Elem mountain hunters, skilled in ambush warfare, movement warfare, and raid warfare, caught the elven warriors off guard and didn't even have time to react - first a wave of traps, followed by a rain of arrows falling from the sky, and before the rain of arrows stopped, two-handed swordsmen wielding two-handed dags and battle axes poured out from all directions in the forests on both sides.

One-on-one may be able to win by the elven warriors, but the combat power ratio of this raid is five to one - considering that the Azorean elves are the side that is being raided, they will be divided and surrounded when they come up, so the Elemand army, which is concentrated with superior forces, has a twenty-to-one effect.

The elven warriors almost saw the robe next to them fall in the rain of arrows almost one second, and the next second they were completely overwhelmed by the "crowd" gushing out of the forest, and they didn't know how to die.

Of course, this would not be the case if the Azorean elves in the camp were dispatched, but the cautious (timid) elven girl, fearing that her plan would be detected by the elves who were not under her control, thought she had the wisdom to leave first, leaving them with the order to act with the army.

And so she was tragic......

Between the bones and the pool of blood everywhere, Yuli Wirtz, who frowned slightly, looked at the elf girl who was kneeling on the ground, looking up at herself obediently, with a pitiful look, squatted down without saying a word, picked up the Azorean long knife that was thrown on the ground by the other party, and then in her surprised and flattering expression......

The weapon was handed to the attendant lieutenant behind him.

"Listen, everybody, remember. Ignoring the elven girl's aggrieved gaze, Yuli Wirtz said coldly: "First, when capturing an elven warrior, especially the warrior of the Four Courts, the first thing to do is to collect their saber!"

"This, this lord, Xuela, Xuera is not a samurai at all!"

The elf girl who was surrounded by countless sharp blades in the center had grievances written on her face, and she had an expression that she would cry to you if you didn't let go: "Sheila is just a lovely girl, she was sent by Rhodría to contact his brother, and she doesn't know anything else, she really doesn't know anything, you can ask if you don't believe it!"

The aggrieved elven girl seemed to be trying to prove her innocence, and hurriedly looked around - but except for the corpses everywhere, there was not even a standing elven warrior to be found.

"Uh... I can't seem to ask them......"

The expressionless Grand Duke of Ellemont only changed his expression slightly when the elf girl mentioned her name.

"Duke, you're ready. A word suddenly came from behind the crowd in a circle.

Just when the elf girl was still stunned, she saw Yuri Wirtz bowing slightly, and after everyone on both sides dodged away, he also turned around and walked to the side, revealing the source of the voice just now.

Well?!

Almost as soon as she saw it, Shera's face turned bloodless.

A bright spear mounted on a shield was facing her head less than ten meters away!

In addition, there is also an archer standing on each side, one holding an alchemy bomb and the other with a bow and arrows - is this still going to destroy the corpse?!

"Second, after capturing an elven warrior, don't have any superfluous illusions!" The cold voice of the Grand Duke of Ellemont sounded again: "Unless necessary, kill them as soon as possible and by the most effective means, and never leave any traces, lest you miss!"

"Yes——!!!!"

The neat responses of the soldiers rang out in the woods.

Yuri Wirtz looked back at the shooter who had been "borrowed" from the Byrne Legion: "Countdown, start!"

"Yes!"

The shooter, who shouted in response, turned on the firing mechanism with a blank face.

"Oops...... Wait, wait, wait!"

The panicked elf girl struggled desperately and screamed: "It is necessary, it is necessary to use such cruel methods against a lovely girl......"

"It's necessary!"

The girl's struggle was interrupted by angry shouts, and Yuri Wirtz said coldly: "Shooter, shoot!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, ——!!!!

The screaming elf girl screams desperately:

"People... Shela... Shera has important information, and all the troops in the fort camp are coming this way... Ahhhh——!!!!h

"Poof!"

With a terrible scream, the elven girl threw herself into the blood, a thunderous roar that shattered her shoulder.

A boot caught in her eye as she lay on the ground trembling in pain, and when she slowly lifted her gaze, the expressionless Lord of Ellemont stood in front of her.

"A mere piece of information isn't enough to save your life. ”

Looking down at the seriously injured elf girl, Yuri Wirtz said coldly: "Say, what other information?"

"Snow, Sheila hurts, can Sheila wait a while and ......"

"No, you can't. Yuri Wirtz did not hesitate to extinguish her hopes:

"You won't get any guarantees... Speak or die. ”

"Na... At least it's okay to loosen the ties on people, and if it goes on like this, Sheila won't even have the strength to speak......"

"I don't care... If you want to say it, say it, and if you don't say it, you will die. Yuli Wirtz sneered:

"And you're not a weak girl... Isn't it, the 'puppet show' of the Imperial Court?"

The elven girl's expression froze suddenly.

"You may remember that during the Battle of Ebotden there was a... Someone who looks like me has fought you once. Yuli Wirtz said in a deep voice:

"He told me that there were two guys who needed to be absolutely vigilant – the first was the chief of the court and had a sharp knife skills, and the other was the second of the court and was good at acting. ”

"The only thing they have in common is that they are all small-looking female warriors. ”

The Grand Duke of Elemman's expression became more and more cold: "So if your only choice now is to tell the information you can still say as soon as possible, I will judge whether this information is worth keeping you alive." ”

"That's all. ”

The elf girl, whose body was trembling in severe pain, trembled and widened her eyes.

"Uncle, Peter!"

Shela, sobbing quietly, whispered, "Peter... He's still in that academy, he's still alive!"

Well?

The Archduke of Elems, who frowned slightly, held down the hilt of his sword, looking like he was about to draw his sword and kill.

"He's the dean of the Wimpal Academy, and the dean of Loren Turin, Duke of Byrne, and his friends Isaac and Ayn Rand, and the mentor of his teacher, Dalton Kander!

The terrified elf girl burst out with extraordinary potential at the moment of life and death, and finished eighty-two words in just four seconds (without removing punctuation), and her voice was mellow, and her words were clear and organized.

Hearing this, Yuri Wirtz let go of his right hand holding the sword, and the elven girl breathed a sigh of relief and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Where is he?"

"In the castle of the camp!"

"I mean, where?"

"I... Sheila is not from the Empire, and Sheila doesn't know what the name of the room is!

The elf girl was already crying out in fear: "Don't hurt Sheila anymore, uh... Please don't slap your face, Sheila is still a child!"

"Who else knows?" said Yuli Wirtz, changing the subject.

"Uh... The samurai who came with me should also know, but ......" swallowed her saliva, and the elf girl looked around in embarrassment:

They probably won't be able to answer that. ”

The countenance of the Grand Duke of Ellemont was a little ugly.

"Hold her down first, and put someone to watch over her—whatever she asks for, she will not be allowed to do so. Ten seconds later, Yuri Wirtz made a decision:

"Her weapons were left with me for the time being, bound in chains, taking special care to seal her mouth and eyes, and if necessary, to cut off her tongue and gouge out her eyes. ”

"Oh, and there's one more—remember to cut off your hands and feet before tying them up, and then burn them with alchemy bombs!" the Grand Duke of Elem, who had given the order, didn't look at the elven girl who was screaming in protest with a look of despair at all, and turned his gaze back to the direction of the fortress camp:

"The rest of the men are ready to ambush the enemy's next main force according to the pre-battle plan - this is not an order, but if possible, the enemy must be annihilated here!"

"Obey ——!!!!"

With a roar, the assembled army of Elemon began to move on again, and without any orders from Yuri Wirtz, began to quickly clean the battlefield to ensure that the enemy would not notice as it passed.

"Duke, do you really want to do this?"

Behind Yuri Wirtz, the attendant with a worried face couldn't help but ask: "Regardless of whether that female elf is telling the truth or not, if so, the Azorean elves who are going to come here next are afraid that there are tens of thousands!"

"Lothair is on the other side of the battlefield, the Byrne Legion is engaged in a head-to-head battle with the enemy, and it is impossible for them to immediately send troops to support, and Elemand will have to face more than twice as many enemies alone!"

The more the attendant spoke, the more ugly his expression became: "Besides, if she lied... We've dragged on for too long, and if the Lordess of Lothair can't wait, or if the Byrne Legion is thwarted, wouldn't it be ......"

"What if... Possible... Maybe. Yuli Wirtz suddenly interrupted coldly: "This is the battlefield, not the test in the academy, there is never a standard answer, there is and always only one ...... we can do."

"Believe in yourself!"