"Why?" The princess of the cat clan let go of the spy cat in her arms, and let it continue to listen to the information, and after the snow-white short-haired cat came out of the tent door, the princess of the cat clan turned her head to look at the maid who spoke, and asked softly, "Then what are they doing around this hill?"

"I heard from the mercenaries who just came here to camp in the morning that there is a team of about 200,000 orcs in the vicinity, burning and looting," after a pause, and after recalling for a moment, the cat maid continued to reply: "Just now, I saw that group of elven centaurs came from the southeast, not from the northeast of the Elemental City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"What do you mean?" the princess of the cat clan probably understood what her maid was trying to say, but she still asked.

"I found that in that group of elven tribesmen, there are not only ragged rangers, but also heavy armored cavalry wearing thick armor, and some gorgeously dressed elven nobles, so," the cat maid replied in a low voice: "They may be a group of elven nobles who were frightened by the orc alliance and took the initiative to give up their territory, you also know how weak the elven race is now, and their nobles do not have the courage to confront the 200,000 orc alliance, so they can only escape." ”

"You have a lot of sense, so you say," the Cat Princess nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "Their purpose in surrounding this hill may only be to defend against the orc alliance that may appear. ”

"That's right, Your Highness Princess," the cat maid replied in a low voice, "After all, there is an elven prince among them, and if the elven prince misses, then the attendants who guard him will definitely be wiped out by the clan, so they will be able to drain the entire hill." ”

"Hey, how did the elves become like this, even the prince gave up the responsibility of guarding the territory and subjects and escaped, what is left of them who were once proud?"

"It's all the cause of civil strife, I heard the mercenaries say that this cliff-like degeneration of the elven clan began with the betrayal of the elf king's second son, Downs Wharton, and the betrayal twenty years ago tore apart the elven clan that had been in constant internal strife, and plunged them into complete chaos," the cat clan maid sighed, shook her head slightly and sighed: "I also heard from the mercenaries that Downs Wharton even attracted the invasion of foreign forces and slaughtered his own compatriots, he is really a cold-blooded and cruel traitor." ”

"Say, the elven prince outside could it be Downs Wharton?" the cat princess guessed softly.

She said it very easily, but this sentence was like a cold wind with endless frost, which completely froze the atmosphere in the tent, and everyone, including the cat princess, couldn't help but shiver, and everyone's eyes began to sweep to their companions, trying to get answers from the eyes of others.

"Probably not, I heard from the mercenaries that Downs Wharton has ordered his subjects in his area to call him the Elven King, and with his murderous character, no one among his subordinates will dare to call him a prince. The cat-clan maid replied again.

After the cat maid's words fell, the frozen atmosphere in the tent began to gradually dissolve, and the frightened expressions on the faces of the other maids began to gradually disappear, but the memory of Downs Wharton's murderous fear was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"Very well, Gilill," the Cat Princess encouraged her wisest maid, Gilyl, "You're right, the elven prince out there who gave up his territory will definitely not be Downs Wharton, so who is he?"

This time, the maid of the cat clan, Gilill, did not answer the princess's words, because she could not guess who the prince was, so she could only get up and bow apologetically to the princess, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

After seeing that Gillier couldn't answer her question, the cat princess raised her hand and motioned for Gillier to sit down, and then, she sighed, and looked down at a palm-sized bag in her hand, which was woven with gold thread, which was given to her by her father before leaving, and inside was a letter he wrote to the elf king.

The father's handwritten letter, the cat princess has read it several times, the content of the letter, in addition to the praise of the elf king, there are only some conditions for the exchange of interests, in the letter, his father promised the elf king, as long as the elf king agrees to send troops to help the cat tribe tide over the difficulties, then, the father will give himself as a symbol of friendship between the two races, to the elf king.

It's a pity that before he handed over this letter to the Elf King, he was greedy and had already taken action to occupy himself, and it was from this point that the Cat Princess saw the unreliable nature of the Elf King, and in the end, she didn't give him the letter.

Looking at her father's handwritten letter, Angela, the princess of the cat clan shook her head and sighed again, and then, with a flick of her hand, the golden bag in her hand flew towards a pure gold spittoon.

Suddenly, a cyan flame ignited on the bag, and eventually, all that fell into the pure gold spittoon was a pile of meaningless carbon ash.

"Princess!" For some reason, the smartest cat clan maid, Gilill, suddenly spoke: "Actually, the elves have not completely fallen, and there is still a glimmer of hope. ”

"What! What is the glimmer of hope?" Hearing Gilille's words, Angela, the princess of the cat clan, raised her head sharply, stared at Gilyl's eyes with a frown, and asked with doubts in her eyes, "Did you hear anything?"

"Yes, princess," the cat clan maid Gilill took a deep breath and replied with a serious expression: "In the past few days that we have been camped here, I have chatted with many mercenaries, and from the information they have revealed, I have learned that a force related to the elves is rising, and it is a force that even the demon clan is afraid of. ”

"What force?" Hearing Gilier's words, Angela, the princess of the cat clan, suddenly became interested, the forces that can make the demon clan jealous must be able to help their own forces, as long as they get the help of that force, maybe, their own tribe will be saved, "Where?"

"Your Highness Princess, it's Hill City!" replied the Cat Clan's maid Gillil.

"Hill City?" Angela, the princess of the cat clan, tilted her head in confusion, obviously, she had never heard of Hill City, which was also very understandable, after all, there were too many separatist forces in the Dark Mountains, and Hill City was just one of the sea of smoke.

"Yes, it is the city founded by the sixth son of the Elven King, Lenio Wharton," the cat maid Gillier continued to speak in a somewhat surprised tone after swallowing a mouthful of saliva: "I heard from the mercenaries that more than thirty days ago, a team of nearly 100,000 snowfield half-orc wolf cavalry surrounded Hill City with only 2,000 people, and later, Heroe Wharton, who had just returned to the city from outside, took his men of less than 100 people, and it only took less than half an hour to slaughter all the 100,000 enemies, leaving no one, not even the soul!"

"What! really?" the cat-clan princess stood up from the lotus throne in shock, her eyes widened and her mouth could not be closed.

"It should be true, all the mercenaries said so, and there were many mercenaries who were the witnesses of the day, and they saw the destruction of the 100,000 snowy orcs with their own eyes!" Gillier swallowed hard again, and replied with a more serious expression, "I heard that there are ...... in Hill City" (to be continued.) )