Sparta struggled inwardly, the average life expectancy of dwarves was about three hundred and fifty years, and their long years seemed insignificant at this moment, because they, like humans, had only one life. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Terran warriors studied abroad and died, and he, the dwarven warriors, also died heroically. What hurts him the most is that the two sides who are fighting to the death, perhaps half a month ago, were still under the same roof, on the same wine table, chopping large pieces, hooking shoulders and backs, calling brothers and sisters, and even, drunk dwarves and humans hugged each other and slept in the stinky ditch of Para City every day.

Sparta closed his eyes in pain, he told himself: Can't believe Ye Xiaofei's words, no one can control the undead, the relationship between the undead and the living, like cold water and flames, can never coexist, no one can reconcile, what Ye Xiaofei said at this time is just a lot of words in desperation, the only purpose is just to withdraw from the battlefield. However, the dwarves cannot retreat, they must cross the defense line of human warriors and the elven alliance, only the elves can resist the killing of the undead, yes, only the elves can save the dwarves.

"Ye Xiaofei, I admit that we have a direct friendship, you are a friend of the dwarf clan, but, even if you are a dead person, you will oppose it, you are unwilling to order the undead, you are a living soul, a thorn in the side of the undead."

When Ye Xiaofei heard this, although he expected this result, he didn't expect him to refuse so decisively, and even doubted his ability.

The undead and the undead can't be in the same room!

However, Ye Xiaofei's identity is extremely special for the undead, although he is not an undead, but, he has the breath of the undead in his body, and the necromantic lich Rodri signed a master-servant contract with him, he is like an immigrant who joins the earth, and uses an alternative identity to obtain the ignorance of the undead, which is far from recognition, but not disgusting. The influence of this relationship is immediately evident at certain events. The necromancers would not attack Ye Xiaofei, but even if he defeated the Great Commander in the underground rift, he would never be able to become the Great Undead Commander and take over the army of 100,000 undead in the underground rift.

It is as if a country with independent rights cannot cede its military to a foreign power. To put it bluntly, one's own army must not be handed over to the control of hostile forces. However, having an equal dialogue with the undead is the only privilege that Ye Xiaofei, the middleman, obtains.

"Listen, Sparta," Ye Xiaofei angrily pointed to the bloody battlefield, and said: "Your warriors, and my warriors are depriving each other of their lives, and the elves you hope for are as friendly as you think, at least, there should not be an elven knights to attack your camp, it seems that humans and elves are like allies, attacking your dwarf army together." ”

Sparta had nothing to say, to the southwest of the dwarven army, the right flank of the 20,000 dwarven army was being destroyed, and it was two cavalry, elf and human cavalry, sprinting left and right, like a pair of close allies.

Sparta's face was ugly, and he said, "You are allied with the elves?" Impossible, if you are allied, how can the elves step through the wooden stopper of your rear army, leaving you with no way back? ”

The elven cavalry regiment is to rescue the young patriarch of the Japanese elves, Minks, obviously, looking for a person on the battlefield is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, especially to rush into the dwarven line and search for it.

"I'll tell you why," Ye Xiaofei pointed in the direction of the prisoner cart lightly, and said, "Sparta, before you arrived, was there an elf who was the first to feel the prisoner cart?" Let me tell you, he is the young patriarch of the Japanese elves, Minks, the supreme commander of the entire elven army, so it seems that this war can almost be recorded in the history of war. Your supreme commander of the human race and the elven race fell into your hands at the same time, and I have to say, this is a strange war, especially if you can hold it a little better, the saddle under the seat is pressed to my thigh. ”

Carefully recalling Ye Xiaofei's words, the moment Sparta reacted, he almost jumped up from the saddle in fright, and under the distraction, his hand unconsciously loosened Ye Xiaofei, and suddenly, Ye Xiaofei wailed and fell into free fall, and fell down with a heavy head, fortunately they were standing on a high ground, not running quickly, otherwise their necks would be broken.

Ye Xiaofei covered his neck and cried out in pain, Sparta jumped off the wild boar like a dream, helped Ye Xiaofei up not as a greeting, and shouted: "Are you lying, the enemy commander is not good to stay in the army and command the battle, and run to die?" I remember that he was killed by your men, if the elves seek revenge, you yourself make it clear, this pot, we dwarves will not be killed. ”

The wild boar hesitated in heavy armor, and slowly stood behind the two people, as if guarding the master, but the two people who were protected immediately stared at each other, not appreciating it at all.

Ye Xiaofei sat on the ground, looking at the terrifying blood hole in his left calf, and the sword that broke bones and tendons, which was given by the young patriarch of the Sun Elves, Minks, and said nonsense with his eyes: "Sparta, do you have molten steel in your head?" Forgive me for my honesty, Lao Tzu is public and private, I will definitely take Minsk's death on your head, do you still expect me to kill a feather-level powerhouse with a disabled person? Even if I say that I killed it, the whole world will not believe it, wake up, it is impossible for you to get the assistance of the elven kingdom, who told you to kill someone's son? ”

Sparta slowly squatted on the ground, the weapon was discarded aside, his fists crackled, and he threatened with force, but in exchange for Ye Xiaofei's fluttering glance. The threat was like a heavy punch in the air, extremely aggrieved! And what made him even more atmospheric was the mouth under Ye Xiaofei's face full of sincerity, thinking about you every sentence, and he had to throw the black cauldron that killed the young patriarch of the Sun Elf on the dwarf.

"Ye Xiaofei, don't be complacent," Sparta suddenly felt that he grabbed Ye Xiaofei's handle, and said with a smile: "You are defenseless, but, all the dwarves have seen it, it was the undead who defeated the Minks you said, he is your subordinate, you killed him, if I sacrifice you to the elves, the covenant with the elves will naturally be reached." ”

Ye Xiaofei frowned, and thought: Today, the head of the Spartan iron pimple is like a light, and it suddenly grasps the flaw, which is impressive.

"Oh?" Ye Xiaofei showed a trace of contempt and said, "Who told you that that undead spirit is my subordinate?" You heard me? Or did you see it? As far as I know, you were a hundred meters away, and you could only see the movement, and maybe you could see the undead stabbing at me. The undead are not trying to save me, but to kill me, but when they see the more hateful elves, they fight with them first. However, the young patriarch of the day elves died on your territory, and you can't get rid of it. ”

The undead refers to the terrifying knight Pavel, Ye Xiaofei dared to slap his chest and promised that the dwarves would never hear their conversation at that time, because the undead never opened their mouths to speak, and directly communicated with their souls, and from the actions at that time, it could only be judged that the elves and the undead wanted to kill Ye Xiaofei, and in the end, Ye Xiaofei was more like being thrown at the undead by Minsk as a hidden weapon.

The dwarf is loyal and honest, and runs the train with a full conscience, so naturally it is impossible to be like Ye Xiaofei, who lies many times without taking a breath.

Ye Xiaofei secretly said in his heart: Lao Tzu just wants to slander you, making you feel that you will never be able to form an alliance with the elves, after all, for the elves who have the revenge of killing their sons, they are more happy to see the dwarves fall under the bone knives of the undead. Even if you don't have to bear moral condemnation, you can take revenge, even if you are a sensible elf, it is impossible to let go of this threshold and sincerely form an alliance with the dwarves to deal with the undead.

Ye Xiaofei turned his head towards the battlefield, but all his eyes were focused on the corners of his eyes, secretly observing Sparta's every move, he couldn't show too much enthusiasm now, so as not to make Sparta vigilant, but this indifferent and high-hanging face made the other party convinced. When his eyes glanced at the bloody battlefield, he couldn't bear to return, every second there was life dying, and he needed the order of Sparta to retreat.

"Ye Xiaofei, I regard you as a friend," Sparta's face turned slightly pale, and he pointed at Ye Xiaofei's nose and said: "You actually framed me like this, I know, that undead is your subordinate, otherwise why did he run so far to save you?" ”

Ye Xiaofei didn't say a word, sat quietly, and he was sure of you!

There is only one reason to support Ye Xiaofei's statement, on the battlefield, including near the prisoner car, the terrifying knight Pavel didn't know whether he was knocked into ashes, or he ran away and disappeared cleanly. If Sparta dared to give Ye Xiaofei to the elves as a gift of the covenant, the next second was Ye Xiaofei's insistence that Minks was killed by the dwarves and died in the dwarf army.

However, Ye Xiaofei is not sure if Minks is dead, but he still has a hundred willingness in his heart, and it is best for Minks to die quietly like this.

"Don't play the emotional card with me," Ye Xiaofei had to answer, maybe Sparta was so angry that he had lost the ability to speak, and he was wheezing for a whole minute, unable to say a word, but he looked at Ye Xiaofei in a hurry, and said: "You really take the friendship between us like that, you shouldn't take your army to attack my army." ”

"I didn't, Ye Xiaofei, you villain who reverses right and wrong, I never thought of attacking your army, I just ――――――"

"Just what?" Ye Xiaofei interrupted the other party's angry conversation and said, "It's just that Lao Tzu's army has to stand in your way?" Joke, do you want my army to greet the country with flowers and applause? And personally escort you across the border to drink the elves to form an alliance? Hell, do you have mud in your head? I have fought with the elves a few times, and there are still 30,000 elf captives in your pit who are mining for you day and night, and the elves are relieved to clean you up as soon as possible, and dare to let the noble elves be miners! ”

Ye Xiaofei counted down for a moment, and immediately extinguished the flame of hope in Sparta's heart. I saw Sparta suddenly jump up, looked at Ye Xiaofei who was sitting on the ground, and roared: "Who are you?" Lao Tzu was killed by you, if you don't provoke the undead, we have everything to discuss, and your undead will also provoke you, sending the dwarves to a dead end. Now you've pushed the elves against the dwarves, cutting off the last hope of our dwarves. You're a demon, a demon who kills people without blinking. Ye Xiaofei! ”

Ye Xiaofei was frightened by Sparta's private roar, and even worried about whether his head would be blasted by the noise caused by the other party's huge voice.

"I can save you!"

Ye Xiaofei's face was not shocked, and even his eyes were so calm, and he said, "Let go of your hand!" ”

The out-of-control Sparta didn't know when he was dragging Ye Xiaofei's shoulders, and at this time he suddenly let go, and looked at Ye Xiaofei in disbelief, this demon who single-handedly pushed the dwarves into the abyss of despair, actually wanted to save them?

The devil's words are always sweet and kill the chicken to make up for it!

Sparta looked at Ye Xiaofei vigilantly, and unconsciously took out his weapon, although he didn't face Ye Xiaofei, but, there were no ten thousand, and pulling out his weapon in this small dirt bag with only two people was nothing more than to kill another person.

Ye Xiaofei had two thoughts in his heart, but he didn't know which one was better for a while. After thinking for a while, he waited for Sparta's suspicion and said, "Ye Xiaofei, you demon in human skin, you want to harm people again?" ”

Ye Xiaofei's eyes were white, although he was not the most handsome, he was definitely a harmless face of humans and animals, with a hint of a smile, how could he have anything to do with the evil race of demons? You must know that the demon race is all red-eyed humanoids with horns, bat wings, and scaly armor growing all over their bodies, and even Ye Xiaofei is very curious about how demons reproduce, and the focus is on what to reproduce and make up for the scale armor――――――

Bang Bang ――――――

Sparta patted Ye Xiaofei's cheek with the back of his sword glowing with cold light, and when he saw the other party's astigmatism eyes come back to his senses, he said angrily: "Ye Xiaofei, are you losing too much blood and are in a trance?" Don't even know what you've said? ”

Sparta's reminder made Ye Xiaofei suddenly feel weak, and when he looked down, the ground under his left calf was wet, and it was blood watering the soil. Within half a meter were all traces of Ye Xiaofei's blood.

"You crow's mouth!" Ye Xiaofei blamed the other party instead, and said, "Do you want to watch your so-called friend lying on the corpse?" ”

"You said you could save me?" Sparta beckoned, and a dwarven shepherd ran over.

The hill is densely packed with waiting boar riders. Forming a circle, guarding against the human warriors who could break through the defense line at any time, while looking at Ye Xiaofei vigilantly, as if he was worried that Ye Xiaofei would assassinate Sparta.

"I'll come, you go down." Sparta took the medicine and bandage, leaned over and bandaged Ye Xiaofei's wound with his own hands.

Ye Xiaofei's heart warmed, a commander of a large army, not busy directing the battle, but checking the wounds of an enemy prisoner and bandaging the wounds, this is a great honor for anyone.

Ye Xiaofei said: "It's getting late, we can withdraw our respective troops before nightfall." ”

"No, Ye Xiaofei," Spartan said, "The elves can't count on it, of course, I can kill you and blame you." However, I will not betray our friendship until the last moment. ”

Ye Xiaofei was shocked, his back was full of cold sweat, and from a short sentence, two meanings were revealed. For Ye Xiaofei to throw the blame on the dwarves, he relied on the dwarves for the death of the young patriarch of the Sun Elves, Minks, and prevented the two sides from reaching an alliance. Sparta cracked it with one sentence, as long as Ye Xiaofei is killed, there is no proof of death, and the right to speak is in the mouth of the dwarf, and it is okay to say that the round is square and the black is white. And the second half of the sentence is the reason why Ye Xiaofei was shocked, and the reverse understanding is: dwarves will also betray friendship.

Ye Xiaofei had to admit that there is a kind of wisdom called great wisdom and foolishness. He used his words to bring Sparta into a fog, and he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, but the other party's inadvertent words poked at the point.

Ye Xiaofei said cautiously: "I can give the dwarves two guarantees to protect your safety." He glanced at Sparta, who was listening, and then said: "First, I personally went to the second layer of the underground crack to appease the undead, as long as the transcontinental teleportation array is there, they will not leave easily, near the secret passage, we can bury two magic crystal cannons, once the undead dare to walk out of the underground crack and reach the first layer, immediately bombard the passage and cut off the link between the first layer and the second layer." You direction, I didn't tell the undead about the cliff passage, they can't have enough to eat and hold up to climb that cliff. ”

"Here's a way!" Sparta jerked the bandage of the wound, tightened the piercing, turned a deaf ear to Ye Xiaofei's painful cry, and said, "Why don't you go back and blow up the secret passage now?" so as not to have accidents. ”

"Bomb it now, the undead will definitely dig it out, sooner or later, you don't know when they will come out, once they are caught off guard, the entire dwarf clan will be wiped out. Therefore, it can't be blown up now, and I can go together and listen to the movements of the undead, but it can allow the dwarves to live a peaceful life. Another guarantee was to end the war in accordance with the final phase of the Midwinter Campaign. ”

"You mean? Getting things off the rails back on track? ”

"That's right," Ye Xiaofei said nervously: "The final plan of the Midwinter Battle is for the dwarves to pretend to launch a mutiny to seize my territory, and then quickly hook up with the elves, and the territory will change hands instantly, so that we humans will have millions of soldiers on the border before, forcing the elf expeditionary force to return home, and there will be no excuse to declare war on our territory." No, it was the territory of the dwarves back then. The second guarantee is that you can relocate the dwarves to the surface and live in this land, even if the undead attack the cracks in the ground, you dwarves will not perish. The only entrance and exit of the underground crack has exploded, and for a hundred years, the undead will never be able to go to the surface. These two plans can save our friendship, right? ”

Sparta looked at Ye Xiaofei fixedly, inexplicably, the iron-blooded leader actually let a hot tear slide down his cheek.

Sparta cried!

"I know," Sparta held Ye Xiaofei's hand tightly and said with sincere gratitude: "I was wrong!" I should listen to you, I shouldn't lead an army against your army, I should believe you. ”

"When I left the starting point and headed to the underground rift, I kept thinking about how to get the best of both worlds, but I muttered about the stubbornness of the dwarves!" Ye Xiaofei shook his head with a smile and said: "The Blood Blade didn't even give me a chance to speak, he was in the God of War Fortress in the cracks in the ground, I wanted to tell him the reason, but, at that time, I hadn't thought about it thoroughly, until I was in the steel prisoner car, and finally had the best of both worlds." However," Ye Xiaofei looked at the humans and dwarves leaning together on the battlefield in pain, and said, "War is still inevitable. ”

"Herald! Mingjin! Collect the troops! "The voice of the Spartan Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest blinded the surrounding dwarves at once, and the troops were collected?

Woowoowoo――――――――――

The clarion call for retreat, one after another, is endless.

The orderly withdrawal of the dwarves showed that just as the human warriors were about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, a human, in the torrent of countless dwarves retreating, carried a cane gun, went upstream, step by step towards the human warriors.

The human warrior forgot to slash and kill the dwarf, forgot to cheer, looked at Ye Xiaofei fixedly, and actually slowly limped out of the enemy's sea.

"Lord Marquis—"

"It's the Marquis--"

The warriors roared and brandished their weapons, and they defended the life of the Marquis with their lives and victories. Apparently, the dwarves were frightened and let their monkey duplex back.

On the hill, the dwarf patriarch Sparta watched Ye Xiaofei's figure move strongly, showing a knowing smile, flicking the pig's head, and blending into the retreating torrent.

"Lord Marquis—"

"Lord Marquis—"

Behind Ye Xiaofei, there was an army of dwarves rolling and retreating, and in front of him, there were human warriors who were breathing, roaring, like the return of a king.

Ye Xiaofei's first order was for the whole army to stop the pursuit, and the second order was to clean up the battlefield and treat all the wounded regardless of whether they were the enemy or the enemy.

As the warriors carried out their orders with doubt, a monstrous fire ignited behind them, and the entire cork burned, and the fire reflected the entire sky.

The wooden stopper defended by the Xuanwu Legion fell, and at the last one ignited strategic materials, food and medicine, dozens of ignition points were set on fire at the same time, and the huge wooden stopper fell into a sea of fire in an instant. The embarrassed remnants of the Xuanwu Legion withdrew from the smoking north gate, fighting and retreating, they were bitten by the tail of the elven army.

Ye Xiaofei didn't have time to find Pami, who didn't know where he was, and said to Mors, the commander of the White Tiger Legion who rushed over: "Send the army to meet the Xuanwu Legion to withdraw from Musai, quickly clean up the battlefield, only rescue the wounded, and then let the army retreat west and leave here." ”

"My lord, what are you?"

Merse was hit by an arrow in the chest, half of the arrow was inserted in his body, and he did not hesitate to hold down the horse's sideburns, and suggested: "My lord, your leg is injured?" You need to rest, and the warriors will send you out safely with every last bit of blood. My lord--"

Ye Xiaofei pulled the horse rope. The Warcraft-level unicorn suddenly shook off Morse's hand, and Ye Xiaofei suddenly possessed and said: "Tell the various legion commanders, as well as Pami, that the Midwinter Battle is back on track, and the dwarves are about to launch a mutiny to take over the entire territory, and we will flee westward." The armies of the orcs of the north are already on their way westward. I must get out of the way to the west. ”

"The Legion of Glory of the King-Rank Legion?" Merse subconsciously looked at the legion that was waiting for him in the west, the other party just blocked the way for all the armies to retreat westward, the dwarves in the north, and the elves in the south.

A dark shadow flew out of Merse's eyes.

"Guards!" Morse roared, jumped on his unicorn horse, and whipped his whip fiercely, chasing Ye Xiaofei.

"Protect the Marquis!"

Dozens of knights hurriedly followed, and the goal: the Legion of Glory, which had been in full swing earlier, had destroyed the Legion of the Guards in one fell swoop.