Chapter 302
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There was silence in the starting city, with the occasional wail of pain. Tell me it's not a dead city. Not only that, but the small city was densely packed with staggered figures, gasping for breath, and they seemed weak: they had run out of food.
Outside the city, the open fire was fighting, and from a distance, I saw a fire dragon surrounding the city, which was the army of the Japanese elves.
To the north of the city, a secluded path.
Ye Xiaofei glanced back with a little worry, and the two amethyst skeletons insisted on following, not leaving an inch. With a sigh, he gave up using the 'stealth technique' to infiltrate the city.
Even if it's exposed, it doesn't matter.
Since there are two spirit-level amethyst skeletons as the backing, Ye Xiaofei silently looked at the other party's camp: Capture and kill the main general!
"What did Minks do? How can there be such an elite human army here? It can't be attacked for a long time, but this is Princess Avril's territory. The Elven Royal Court is held accountable, how to deal with it? β
The big tent was lit up for a hundred meters, and the patrols were stubble after stubble, and a burly day elf in the tent complained alone. It was none other than the Elder of the Sun Elves, and the commander of the Inner Guard, Hebrew.
Hebrew was worried, he had heard from Minkers that there was a rebellion in the territory of the city of Para and that it needed to be suppressed by a large army, but after arriving, he was forbidden to meddle in the affairs of the city of Para, and was not even allowed to enter the city to quell the rebellion. Suspicions suddenly arose in his heart, but Minks was the young patriarch of the Sun Elf clan, and as the commander of the internal guard, he had to act on orders.
"Don't worry, my lord," said a staff member next to him: "According to the war eagle reconnaissance, the starting point city will be attacked in a few days, and since the food and water sources have been cut off, only two or three percent of the enemy troops can stand. But there is one thing I can never believe, I have never seen such a resilient rebel, even if they starve to death, so far not a single one has left the city to surrender. Their loyalty is greater than ours. β
"Tomorrow?" Hebrew sighed, his eyes gloomy: "I heard some rumors, the envoy of the Elven Royal Court, who will arrive soon, how to face Her Royal Highness Princess Avril?" β
The brightly lit tent fell silent.
Under the firelight, in an inconspicuous corner, Ye Xiaofei squatted silently, and only then did he withdraw the 'stealth technique' until the other party stopped talking. The whole person suddenly appeared in the tent, and walked towards the military map on the left side as if no one was there, and looked up.
Hebrew turned around abruptly, looked at Ye Xiaofei, his eyes were full of surprise, and he immediately touched his battle sword, but before he could pull it out, he suddenly felt a cold chill on his neck, and the cold was pressing, and he immediately didn't dare to move a single bit. Cold air instantly emerged from every part of the body, and dense fine sweat covered the entire forehead.
Behind Hebrew, an amethyst skeleton in purple armor appeared behind him, and a purple heavy sword silently appeared around his neck.
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The sound of burning torches constantly tried to pierce the eerie silence, and the flickering light of the fire tickled at the figures.
However, there was still deathly silence in the tent.
Ye Xiaofei silently untied the map on the shelf, put it into the space ring, and praised in his heart: The elf is indeed worthy of being half the master of the Warcraft Forest, and this military map clearly marks some high-level Warcraft activity areas and the distribution of mineral veins, and even forbidden places. Of course, the distribution of the Japanese elf army is clearly marked on it, and after the analysis, there is a bottom for the Japanese elf army.
Maps, windfalls.
Ye Xiaofei turned around, facing the sweaty head, but he didn't dare to wipe it, he didn't dare to move the slightest Hebrew, and elegantly performed an elf aristocratic etiquette, smiled, and said: "Take the liberty to disturb, if there is anything reckless, I also look at Haihan, Ye Xiaofei, the marquis of the Lower Norson Kingdom, the husband of Princess Avril." β
"You?" Hebrew's mouth opened excitedly, and the skin of his neck was suddenly pierced by the edge of the purple heavy sword. He only felt a chill in his neck, and then a sharp pain hit his brain: his neck was broken!
The green blood flowed down his neck into the inner armor of the Hebrews, but he didn't dare to wipe it, let alone bandage it, and silently let the blood flow, as if he wasn't bleeding, his body jumped straight, and he didn't dare to move again: the person behind him would really kill him without hesitation!
Ye Xiaofei turned a blind eye, glanced at the staff who was knocked out by another amethyst skeleton, sat alone in the middle of the handsome seat, and picked up a document casually, but unfortunately it was all elven script, and the font was winding and beautiful, but unfortunately he didn't know a word.
'Smack! Ye Xiaofei casually threw the documents on the table, put his legs directly on the table, and said in a gloomy tone: "Go--"
The amethyst skeleton instantly knocked out the Hebrews, carried them on their shoulders, and disappeared into the tent of the open flames. The empty handsome seat completely lost Ye Xiaofei's figure.
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The starting point of the city wall is twenty-nine meters high, resisting the attack of demonic beasts for many years, the walls are all dense claw marks, the city defense facilities on the city are tighter than the large city scale of Pala City, every ten meters is a ballista, a hundred meters apart, is a medium-sized magic crystal cannon. The city is not big or small, and there are four large magic crystal cannons and twenty-six medium-sized magic crystal cannons.
High walls and heavy artillery, so Ye Xiaofei has always believed that it is impossible for his main army to be without.
Climbing over the wall, heavy footsteps came and went, mixed with the sound of catching spies and killing assassins, and after a while, the team guarding the city wall heard the sound and rushed to arrive.
"Master?" A half-orc muttered suspiciously, snatched a torch, dangled it in front of Ye Xiaofei, and finally fell to the ground.
"Master!" The burly orc knelt down on his knees, plopped his head, and shouted: "Master, Alista misses you to death, you don't know what terrible things will happen after you leave, we haven't had a full meal for more than half a month." β
There were half-orcs and humans surrounding Ye Xiaofei. They all showed surprise: didn't they catch assassins? How? The commander of the five half-orc legions suddenly knelt down and kowtowed? Still shamelessly shouting 'master'?
More than a dozen torches shook forward involuntarily, and Ye Xiaofei's face was undoubtedly exposed.
Bang la-la-laββ
The armor collided violently, and the warrior knelt down on half a knee, punched his chest, suppressed the excitement, and roared: "I have seen Lord Marquis!" β
It's like the roar of the angry dragon, expressing their ignorance of the sudden arrival of the war, and their ignorance of why, until now, they don't know what to fight!
"Hmm!" Ye Xiaofei answered and left alone, until his back disappeared at the staircase, and then he said, "Call the heads of each legion to the council hall." β
The warriors were excited, as if there was a flame burning in their eyes, and they trembled: Lord Marquis! It's back!
Ye Xiaofei didn't walk slowly, but when he stepped into the conference hall, two neat columns of soldiers were waiting quietly. It wasn't until he reached the position of commander that everyone let out a volcanic roar: "I've seen Lord Marquis!" β
Uniform salutes, roaring in unison, as if one person.
"Sit!" Ye Xiaofei's face was not good-looking, he didn't know any of the people in the hall, and the commanders of each legion were not there: Ux-Lesas-Morse--
"How much grass is left?" This was the first question Ye Xiaofei asked with a calm face, and he already had a hunch that it would not be good news.
"Lord Marquis," one got up, gritted his teeth and burst out a few words: "There are no grains of rice." β
"Hmm." Ye Xiaofei's heart suddenly cooled by half, his gloomy face could drip water, and he spit out one word: "Sit!" β
There was almost a dead silence for almost three minutes, and everyone didn't dare to speak, including the only orc who could attend the meeting, Alista, and even the rough-nervous, non-thinking half-orc knew that he couldn't speak now.
"How many warriors are left?" This is the second question.
"Many, many dead!" Alista seemed to be overwhelmed, and was the first to shout, "We orcs are going to fight those people, but none of them leave the city." We are the ones who die the most. β
"Humph! Obviously there is an ambush, so you don't want to go. β
"Yes, four times in a row, the whole army retreated, if it weren't for us, you wouldn't even have a place to retreat."
"I'll support going out of the city, if we cooperate with the powerful orc attack, we will definitely be able to defeat the other party."
"Do you understand military affairs? If you go out of the city, you will die. β
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Ye Xiaofei listened silently, his heart was extremely irritable, he had just returned from the enemy's tent, and got the opponent's defense map, according to the deployment map, the enemy was only 30,000 people, that is, three legions. What about yourself? Five orc legions, three main legions, a total of 110,000 men.
110,000 people were besieged in the city by 30,000 and humiliated.
There are strong enemies outside, and there are strife inside. With internal and external troubles, he Ye Xiaofei finally understood that it was inevitable that these 110,000 people would be surrounded.
"Enough!" Ye Xiaofei roared lowly, and the hearts of everyone in Zhizhen raced, and they all shut up: The marquis is angry!
"Each legion immediately sent someone to count the capable fighters, and before dawn, be sure to sort it out."
After speaking, Ye Xiaofei waved his hand, a little tired of seeing this group of quarreling rulers.
The crowd departed, but a sun elf sat down on the first chair on the right.
"Makes you laugh!" Ye Xiaofei said to the Hebrews.
Hebrew's face remained pale until he saw the arguing generals, and his face improved slightly: this rabble could not rush out.
"My army is valiant, but their generals are clearly out of array. Well, my best generals should have been invited by you. Ye Xiaofei had just heard a report, and obviously needed to ask for help from the person in front of him, and asked, "Can you tell me, why are you attacking us?" β
"Ordered to put down the rebellion!" Hebrew replied with no fear of light.
"We? Jokes," Ye Xiaofei pointed to himself, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Smack!" He slammed the table angrily and roared, "If you fight without declaring, you are a thief." You are the thieves. Until now, none of my men knew what was going on, and until you, the commander of the enemy army, stood in front of them, they didn't know it. They don't even know who their enemies are and what they're fighting for. You are the rebels! β
"Nope! We are on orders. β
"On whose orders?" Ye Xiaofei said aggressively.
"Military secrets, no comment!" Facing the powerful Ye Xiaofei, Hebrew sat steadily, unmoved, his eyelids were low, and he pretended not to see Ye Xiaofei, who was as angry as a tiger.
"What a military secret!" Ye Xiaofei sneered: "On the orders of the Elven Council? Or by order of Her Royal Highness the Queen? β
When a human can accurately name the only agency of the elves that has the power to mobilize troops. Hebrew looked at Ye Xiaofei in shock, and subconsciously said, "How do you know?" β
"Not only do I know," Ye Xiaofei scolded angrily in his heart: "I know you better than the group of generals who have been fighting for half a month just now and don't know who the opponent is." The elves are divided into three veins, and you are the army of the day elves. β
Hebrew is like a stubborn rock, and he keeps his mouth shut.
"Okay," Ye Xiaofei returned to his position and sneered: "I hope you can keep your mouth shut and not spit out half a word later." β