"A bunch of cowards!" Theodore sighed.

Not to mention the god-like combat power of the High Priestess, with the support of all the Night Elf people, the Great Druid of Vandal did not dare to face her head-on, the others? At most, he only dares to say a few bad words behind his back and secretly make a few small moves.

Theodore didn't have to think about it to know that if the garrison not only did not fully assist the orcs when they invaded, but instead took the opportunity to make trouble everywhere, once it was made public, the higher-ups could only find a few substitutes to calm the public's anger, and the best scapegoat was the supreme commander who led the team to the Gray Valley this time - Egbert, and as his henchman, he was also in danger.

Theodore seemed to see himself like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouting and beating him.

"Actually," Egbert sighed, with a little resentment, "when we accepted this task, the outcome had already been decided, and those men were ready to treat us as outcasts!" ”

Even if the garrison's plan succeeds, so what? I can't deny the charges of not cooperating in the war, trapping my own people in a desperate situation, and when the time comes, don't you also need to find a few scapegoats?

Hey? They are talking about the conspiracy of the garrison! Dinen vaguely understood what they were talking about, but he didn't have the slightest sympathy for these two people, he didn't have the habit of sympathizing with the enemy!

Theodore was depressed, and his steps were even more staggering, as if the strength of his whole body had disappeared.

"It's just," Theodore choked, "that's Sartre!" ”

Egbert was silent for a long time before slowly comforting: "As long as you can find the Holy Grail, even if you become Sartre, you will have a day of recovery." ”

"Let's hope," Theodore said perfunctorily.

Dineen was dazed when he heard it, what Holy Grail? What Sartre? Could it be that the Holy Grail will be able to make Sartre obey their orders? Another faction to fight the Night Elves? For the two who are at a loss, this is a good solution.

Dining's most concerned question was not answered, so he could only continue to wait patiently.

Mavis. Yinfeng's fists clenched hard, the knuckles of her fingers turned white, and her nails dug deep into her palms, but she didn't feel pain.

This is the fifth charge! If you fail again, there are only two endings, press all the way, desperate, or, escape!

Because the Silver Wind reinforcements have already suffered too many casualties, they can't draw more troops.

Tamara in the team was smiling sweetly and giving a military salute, and Mavis knew she was comforting herself.

This is the girl I have always regarded as a sister, and this is the bride-to-be who will get married next month! Her fiancé, Astrana, is at the end of the world.

Tears blurred Mavis. Silver Wind's eyes, she knew that as a commander, she couldn't cry, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing out.

Mavis wiped a handful of tears vigorously, choked up, word by word, and asked as cold as the wind: "Herman!" This way, do you let it or not! ”

"Mavis," Herman said with a faint sigh in his tone, "can't you just wait a few more hours?" ”

Mavis's voice was cold and unforgiving, "Retreat, or fight!" ”

Herman paused for a moment and said slowly: "Then, let's fight..."

Mavis stared at Herman, her left hand clenched into a fist, slowly raised to the top, her face was like frost, cold and pale, "I'm Mavis. Silver Wind, I swear by the honor of my family that in my future life, I will destroy the Dragon's Throat Clan! Never die! ”

Herman's face turned red, this was anger, and then slowly turned serious and pale, swearing! It's the Night Elves' swear!

Herman knew that from now on, unless Mavis died, she would launch an endless pursuit of the Dragon's Throat, unscrupulous and needless to live and die!

In the procession, Tamara no longer smiled sweetly, raised her left hand, clenched her palm into a fist, and said in a soft and resolute voice: "The Dragon's Throat will be destroyed, and there will be no death!" ”

Beside her, one warrior after another looked solemn and calm, raised his left hand, his face slightly upturned, and seemed to swear to the sky: "I will destroy the dragon's throat clan, and I will not die!" ”

Herman's face became paler and paler, he knew that this time, the Dragonthroat Clan was really in big trouble, and from now on, the Dragonthroat Clan might not be facing a single Mavis, maybe not a certain warrior in front of him, but the anger of the entire Night Elf clan!

Countless elven soldiers swore loudly: "I will destroy the Dragon's Throat Clan, and I will not die!" ”

This voice, from one person to several people, slowly converged, earth-shattering, the soldiers' eyes were red, weapons in hand, pointing at the enemy, there was only one goal in their hearts - kill! Kill all the enemies who dare to stand in your way!

"Kill!" I don't know who let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill !!"

Zaira's eyes grew colder, these night elves in front of him were no longer ordinary enemies, but a group of madmen, a group of madmen who swore to destroy the Dragonthroat Clan, and never died!

Zaira finally became serious, and said in a voice as cold as a blade: "Herman, kill them all for me!" ”

Herman woke up from shock and screamed, "Kill! ”

"Kill!" The soldiers on both sides rushed towards the enemy violently, a rain of arrows, shields, spears, and swords, with the sound of breaking the sky, roaring towards the enemy.

The crispness of the sword into the flesh, the blunt blow of the stick, the scream of the wounded, the scream of death, in an instant, the two sides launched a desperate fight.

"Kill!" Mavis no longer had the slightest reservation, and with a wave of the staff in her hand, she commanded the whole army to press.

"Humph!" Zairela's gaze was cold, and with a move of her left hand, suddenly, from behind her, a huge red dragon soared into the air, roaring fiercely, and slammed into the Night Elf's Supreme Commander, Mavis.

Mavis was not afraid and shouted, "Good to come!" The soldiers behind him suddenly dispersed, revealing three rows of huge arrows!

Zaire's eyes froze, and she secretly screamed, this little elf looks crazy, but she is actually calm, is she luring me to send dragoons? This arrow is obviously a targeted weapon.

The three arrows had already been wound, and the arrows flashed with a faint black light, and under the operation of the soldiers, they locked on the dragoons that rushed straight at them.

The speed of the dragoon was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the fangs were exposed in the large mouth of the blood disk, and the four thick and powerful claws, broken gold and split iron, with the whirring wind, rushed straight to the attack, bent on disemboweling Mavis.

Mavis snorted coldly, waved her right hand hard, and with a loud "bang", an arrow with a large bowl mouth shot straight into the soft chest and abdomen of the evil dragon.

Dragoons, the secret weapon of the Dragonthroat Clan, used the Demon Soul to enslave the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa, imprisoned in Grimbaatar, got a group of male dragons to desperately mate with her, and then artificially hatched the dragon eggs.

Therefore, they are all quick hatching, resulting in congenital deficiencies, but in fact, their strength is less than one-tenth of that of the real dragon clan.