Rakshasa's sudden voice caught people off guard, and Feng Luo leaned on the seat with a sneer on his face to listen to him, but the city lord of Feilin was a little pale, looking like he had been said to be critical.

"Prince Fengluo is the main battle, as long as the envoy of Nuo Yan arrives safely in the elven royal court, this war will be stopped immediately, looking at the flattery of the city lord of Feilin to Prince Fengluo today, the mastermind of the attack on the orc mission is naturally self-evident. That's right, Your Highness Feng Luo. ”

Feng Luo smiled: "As an elf, but you have put your position on the side of dwarves and orcs, just by virtue of this, there is no way for you to live today." ”

"Whether you live or not, it's not Prince Nuoyan's decision," Rakshasa took half a step forward and stood in front of Sarum and the Fox Clan Elder, his eyes calmly staring at Feng Luo in front of him, and his momentum was not timid at all.

Several elf nobles in the hall couldn't help but talk about who this young female elf was, who was so bold that she actually went toe-to-toe with Feng Luo. Rakshasa didn't see the slightest abnormality in his face and eyes, and the aura coming out of his body was not strong, so it could only be said that it was a little mysterious. But after she said this, Feng Luo really believed that she had other back-hands, and she couldn't help but feel a little trance in her heart.

Where does her self-confidence come from......

The orcs and elves in the hall are facing each other, and the wild boars outside the city are leading a large number of demonic beasts to fight with the players.

Chirp - The cacophony of piccolo echoes through the woods, and the boar suddenly looks up to find that he has reached the rear of the player's army, and when he looks up, he sees a team of agile elven archers hurrying towards the embankment of the moat.

Reinforcements? Lin Yutian pursed his lips and turned his head to kill back into the player group, with the idea of retreating while fighting was transmitted in his heart.

He didn't want to go head-to-head with some high-level NPCs. That will cause the monsters under his command to be damaged. In particular, the elven archers belong to the class of troops with strong attacks and amazing power in the impression of wild boars. At this time, he couldn't see the number of opponents clearly, so he was naturally unwilling to confront him directly.

Some people say that the jungle is the home of the elves. In fact, it is more suitable for survival and combat in the jungle than these elves, which are Warcraft.

Whisper! Hmph –

The wild boar's low roar made the player fearful, no one could intercept Lin Yutian when he came in, and no player could stop him when he killed back. The number of players who rushed to the scene was getting bigger and bigger, and there weren't many NPC archers coming to support, and the threat to wild boars wasn't great.

Because if they want to attack the boar and the monster, they must first break through the block of the player group, and the player uses their number. These magical beasts were 'protected' tightly, and few of them were exposed to the range of the elven archers.

However, elves are always gentler than orcs and humans, and unlike the NPCs that happened in Orlandra to directly slash and kill players, these elven archers just blew a hurried piccolo and motioned for the players around them to get out of the way.

There are no verbal and physical conflicts, and most of the players are still reasonable and have some quality. It's just that the battle situation is a little chaotic, and it is not easy for the elven archers to approach those magical beasts.

"Shadow Dance, ready to leave." Lin Yutian said in his heart. The thoughts were accurately transmitted to Shadow Dance's ears. Shadow Dance, who was coldly harvesting the player's life, was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically in his heart:

"Master, aren't we here to save Rakshasa and Sarum?"

"They can't attack it for the time being, if they are in danger. We can't help much. Lin Yutian sighed, for him, the master who cared more about his subordinates and the person in charge, he couldn't save his little brother. It's a kind of speechlessness and depression.

"Yes," Shadow Dance nodded. And the surrounding Demon Beast Lords roared one after another, allowing the little brother they brought to retreat towards the forest. Encounters that take place on the banks of moats and at the edge of the jungle. At this time, thousands of demonic beasts have been killed and wounded. However, these injuries are dispensable for Lin Yutian, as long as the lord monster does not die, the ordinary monster is resurrected when it is refreshed.

In other senses, the boar has an infinite number of troops, but the number of Warcraft armies under its command is constant, not too small but not too much.

I have to say that this is also an invisible constraint of the system rules, a constraint that makes Lin Yutian unable to complain. The balance grasped by the system is simply meticulous in all aspects, which will not let Lin Yutian's strength be weak, and will not give him the conditions to easily destroy the game world.

The monsters began to retreat in the way they came, and the players seemed to see the dawn of victory, cheering one by one with high morale.

But the elven archers who rushed to support were a little dissatisfied, and after they and others came, they didn't release a few arrows, and these demonic beasts were about to leave, is this their credit or the bravery of the son of God?

The battle situation was a little chaotic, and the retreat of the demonic beasts could not be completed in an instant, Lin Yutian rushed around in several stalemate battles, liberating his lord's little brother from the siege of the players one by one, and letting them evacuate first. Gradually, Lin Yutian's hatred became more and more, and he continued to run among the player group, and the number of other demonic beasts became smaller and smaller.

"He's alone! Kill him! Guild proof! ”

"The level is too high and it doesn't explode the income, okay?" Not all players are hot-headed.

"Kill this boar! Avenge your dead brothers and sisters! ”

This is a much more reasonable reason......

There was a fight here, and the confrontation in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion without gunpowder smoke gradually came to an end. Rakshasa's standing up and inexplicable self-confidence suppressed the elves in the field, even the Prince of Fengluo.

"I suddenly have some interest and affection for you, low-level elf," Feng Luo suddenly smiled, and his body relaxed and relaxed, "Be my slave, I will spare you once today." ”

Unexpectedly, Rakshasa sneered and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you, let us go, don't let yourself regret it." ”

"I regret it? Shoot arrows. Feng Luo's order came without warning, and the dozens of archers immediately shot arrows into the center of the field. But with a flash of blue light, the figures of Sarum, Rakshasa and Fosak flickered behind Feng Luo, and Rakshasa raised the iron chain in his hand to repeat his old trick, wanting to attack Feng Luo.

"That's what you call dependence?" An emerald green light shield suddenly erupted on Prince Feng Luo's body, pushing the three of them far away from the rear, Feng Luo slowly turned his head, "It's ridiculous, I even told you so much nonsense. ”

The elder of the fox clan scolded loudly: "Prince Fengluo! You are the envoys of the God of War Alliance! This is a shameful act to be spit upon! ”

"Ha Lu Haha, kill you, who knows what happened here in Lu Dao?"

Feng Luo suddenly stood up from his seat, and the figure of the City Lord of Feilin, who had been standing on the side, suddenly pounced on the three people behind him, with an extra long sword in his hand. There was a shout from the elves, thinking that those orcs were all armed by the elven archers, although these orc warriors were brave, but they were not pedantic, and they also knew that the green mountains were not worried about the reason for no firewood.

Especially when they go on an envoy, they don't go to battle directly, or if they have any misunderstanding, they can't let the misunderstanding go deeper because of impulse.

"Stop! Stand still! Say you, old thief! Sarum suddenly shouted loudly, and his left hand went deep into his bosom for a while, causing the city lord of Feilin to pause suddenly.

What is this guy going to do? However, seeing that the city lord of Feilin stopped his pace so handsomely, a slender long sword bloomed with blue light, and his slender figure was quite elegant. I have to say, this is a charming middle-aged elf. "What kind of tricks are you going to paint!"

"Don't be frightened by them," Feng Luo's laughter came, and at this time he also looked at his hands a little depressed, he was very uncomfortable with this sense of powerlessness after being banned by the Elf Queen.

The city lord of Filin snorted coldly and was about to move forward, Rakshasa covered his chest and blocked in front of Sarum, with an extra dagger in his hand, and his eyes were also a little green.

Cyan, in addition to being a representative of space, is also a manifestation of the gathering of wind elements.

"Wind Bondage!"

"Carving insect skills!" The city lord's arms were for a while, and the wind element wrapped around his body was shattered one by one, and the rakshasa suddenly held a dagger to meet it.

"Stop!"

Sarum roared decisively, how could he, as a man, let himself hide behind a woman, "I have a scroll!" (To be continued......)