"This is really hell, the strength of this group of elves is indeed extraordinary."

William Zhang, who confirmed the configuration of the opponent's troops, couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

At the same time, the dwarven army on the opposite side clearly couldn't defeat them, and after two waves, it clearly showed a bit of disadvantage.

Think about it, the elves and dwarves are both special races with relatively slow development efficiency, and when they are also indigenous, how many years have those elves developed? And how many years did the dwarves develop?

Although they have been slaughtered by Chris Evans, that group of elves has also been developed for thousands of years, and their strength is naturally not to be underestimated.

In comparison, the development time of this group of indigenous dwarves, even if it is counted from the time of John Sal, is less than a thousand years, how can they fight with this group of indigenous elves?

In the middle of his thoughts, William Zhang, who had made a decision in his heart, took out something that seemed to be a microphone from his arms.

Saying that it is a microphone, in fact, there is nothing wrong with it, but unlike the Mandarin microphone, the grip of this microphone is made of ten-year-level ordinary spirit wood, and the top of the grip is placed with a wind magic crystal about the size of an egg.

Obviously, this is a spell prop, and it is engraved with a small wind spell called 'Sound Transmission'.

In terms of function, it is actually better than the audio microphone, and at the same time, in some special occasions where the speaker cannot be carried at all, this small prop is more convenient to use and very portable.

The most important thing is that the consumption is very low, and such a magic crystal can be used for a long, long time.

After the simple trigger of the sound transmission above, an azure magic circle with a diameter of almost one meter suddenly unfolded in front of William Zhang's eyes.

This thing can also adjust the output power, the larger the magic circle spreads, the greater the propagation range of the sound, and now William Zhang directly adjusted the output power to the maximum.

Then, I heard him shout at the azure circle with a diameter of one meter......

"Stop it all!"

At that moment, William Zhang's voice resounded almost throughout the battlefield under the spread of the sound transmission technique.

That's right, you don't need to hold that microphone at all, it's just a microphone-shaped spellcasting prop, and after triggering the spell, you just need to speak to the azure circle in front of you.

Later, considering that those elven natives might not understand the Celestial Empire, William Zhang repeated the same words in Europa.

With the blessing of the spell, even on such a noisy battlefield, William Zhang's voice was unmistakably drilled into everyone's ears, and this sudden sound undoubtedly made the fierce army of the two clans who were fighting stunned.

Seeing the opportunity, in the high sky, William Zhang and Ysera directly cut into the battlefield with the Swift Eagle pilot.

With a dragon's roar, Ysera's terrifying dragon power swept across the battlefield!

At this moment, not to mention the dwarf army on the opposite side, even the group of natives who had the advantage were completely stunned.

The expression on the face of the first High Elf wearing gorgeous armor was completely sluggish.

"Elven dragons?"

Obviously, not every elf king is as amateur as William Zhang.

Although there was still some obvious uncertainty in his tone, the High Elf, apparently, had locked the Elven Dragon's identity to a certain extent.

That is the patron saint of their elven race, and to some extent, the status of the elven dragon in the elven clan is even above the elven king.

After all, even if the Elven King is gone, he can be re-elected, but it is extremely difficult to obtain the Elven Dragon.

There is no doubt how much impact the appearance of the elven dragon has brought to this battlefield.

For a moment, the elves below didn't know what to do.

This flying in the sky is obviously the troops of their elven clan, and they are not much stronger than their giant eagle knight troops.

But the problem is, they don't even know who this is!

After all, if their elven clan had an elven dragon and such an army, they would still be slaughtered by those damned dark elves for so many years?

In this way, the group of elves below were also bottomless at this time.

In the meantime, the dwarves on the other side didn't know any of this.

In this whole battle situation, they were originally at a disadvantage, but now when they looked at the group of long-eared little white faces on the opposite side, reinforcements actually came, including even a flying giant beast with an exaggerated size, at that time, there was no will to fight, and without waiting for William Zhang to react, he hurriedly blew the horn and retreated temporarily.

Faced with this situation, William Zhang, who originally wanted to solve it in a wave, was also a little caught off guard.

But then I thought about it, forget it.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry for a while, since the dwarves have taken the initiative to retreat, then he will deal with the elves on this side first, and then deal with the dwarves on the other side.

With this in mind, after confirming that the dwarves on the opposite side had completely evacuated, William Zhang directly signaled Ysera to land slowly.

Sensing this action, the elves below almost instinctively tensed their nerves, but at the same time, they did not act rashly.

In comparison, as the side with an overwhelming advantage in strength, William Zhang's entire state is much more comfortable.

William Zhang obviously knows the elven race very well, and at this moment, he only listened to him copy a mouthful of Europa, and explained his identity quite simply.

"This king is the descendant of the first Elven King Arthur Lance, the grandson of Wright Evan, the son of Thorath, and the current Elven King William Zhang!"

As mentioned earlier, the elves are also a blood-oriented race, so it has become quite important to show their identity and show their own blood on formal occasions when meeting other elves.

And William Zhang's set is obviously a direct identity.

Sure enough, after listening to his set, the faces of the elves below, which were already extremely solemn, instantly became more and more solemn.

Then, the elves slowly separated, and from the middle of the military array, a male elf wearing silver-blue gorgeous armor who looked to be 1,200 years old walked out slowly.

Then came a set of self-introductions similar to William Zhang's.

To tell the truth, there are a lot of babbling, so many names, William Zhang doesn't know any of them, for him, the only meaningful information is that this old elf, whose name is Shulk, is the elf king of the elf clan in this new world.

After following the rules of their elven clan and exchanging names and identities quite cumbersomely, the old elven king named Shulk began to inquire about William Zhang's intentions unusually calmly.

In this regard, William Zhang, who occupies the advantage of strength and also shows the noble bloodline of his Wang N generation, is not ambiguous at all and directly expresses his ......

"The elf clan is sparsely populated, for the prosperity and continuation of the clan, this king came this time to gather the exiled clansmen, so that the clan can achieve better development."