As soon as the poor tiger's body was shaken, and the anger of Wang Ba was overwhelming, the newly acquired little brother The sea monster immediately burst into tears, and he offered me all his treasures with joy and sincerity. Quack, they have all become my pets, can you still say no? Poor Dao is not a stingy person, he sent thousands of people to find dozens of tons of toad meat for my newly acquired little brother, and he thanked me vigorously for eating.

As for the harvest this time, there are dozens of tons of gold in total, and there are hundreds of other scrapped battle equipment, of course, none of them can be used, but repairing or directly returning to the furnace is a very good thing, after all, it is also a high metal that can resist strong acids, and there are high-level bones of various magical beasts, which are all good materials for making magic war equipment.

In addition, there are several high-level magic cores, at least eighth-level demonic beasts, most of them are ninth-level, but unfortunately the energy in them is seriously lost, and it must not be long before he will completely turn into his own magic power. It can be seen that the digestion ability of the sea monster is really terrifying.

The final harvest is the three tentacles broken by the sea monster, each of which is dozens of meters long, several meters thick, white and transparent, full of toughness, and is the top material for making catapults and heavy crossbows, bowstrings, and the elven mages are almost unable to move their eyes after seeing them. In addition to mages, the strongest force of the elves is the archers, and of course they know how to do it.

Fortunately, my grandmother gave me a bunch of space rings, which I brought out, which solved the transportation problem of these things. As for the sea monster, when others were not paying attention, Poor Dao found a quiet place to rummage through the jade essence bottle from the Buddha's golden lotus. Then the next day, after the whole army was on the road, I sneaked back and put him in a bottle.

Hehe, although the sea monster has decreased in strength on land. But just with his terrifying size and eight tough tentacles, how could he be regarded as a ninth-level mid-rank demonic beast. It is especially powerful when used in Armion battles. The sea monster in the jade essence bottle came out, and the shock of that huge body alone could scare many people. This is also another hole card of my yin person.

A few days later, the army had finally reached the edge of the Night Elves' territory. This is a paradise-like land, with patches of farmland arranged in a very regular manner, with no end in sight, and strange shiny trees planted among the fields. The fields are full of neat mushroom plants, and from time to time some farmers shuttle through them.

Among them were caveman slaves. There were grey dwarf slaves, strange aliens, and old, crippled Night Elves at work, some of the strongest Night Elves whipping them from time to time, apparently overseers. Our sudden appearance caused panic in them.

When the armor is bright, the Flame Dwarf Legion warriors. Everyone was stunned when they appeared in front of them in a standard offensive formation, and then there was an earth-shattering scream and cry, and the slaves, the overseers, all retreated and ran backwards.

Quack, looking at their embarrassed appearance, Poor Dao sat on Gaiji's back and laughed happily, and my unscrupulous subordinates also laughed. This time I came to demonstrate, so I naturally wanted to scare them, but in order not to provoke them further, I parked my troops on the edge of their farmland and set up camp.

Of course, there is a Night Elf army that has long since left our army and infiltrated into the territory of the Night Elves. Their purpose is to make contact with the orcs through the territory of the night. It's a good idea to make an appointment to meet somewhere to meet.

Opposite us is a small town of Night Elves, with a population of only a few hundred people, belonging to the city of Mokalo in the Seven Main Cities of Night, which is also the city where the Purikash family is located, otherwise, he would not have stumbled into my territory. The city of Mokalo is still hundreds of miles away. There are still many small towns and small cities controlled by the dark along the way, and it would be rude for my troops to fight all the way to Mokalo City if they wanted to.

After a long time, the people of the town, seeing that we seemed to be only camping, not only did they not attack them, but did not even destroy the fields, understood that we did not seem to have malicious intent. So he sent a man out to negotiate with us. This man was a crippled Night Elf slave, old and weak, and almost a gust of wind could blow him to the ground, obviously, the people inside had sent him out to be tempted, and death did not affect the town's defenses, and they did not feel distressed at all.

"Honorable lord, I am a messenger sent by the mayor of Tutuli Town, and we adults want to know what purpose you and your army have come here!" the old man asked tremblingly.

"Uncle Pika!" suddenly shouted Prikash, "God, it's really you!" and he ran to the old man with a single lunge, and then pulled the old man and cried loudly. Then came the touching scene of him and the old man recognizing each other, and after the two of them had spoken a few words, Purikash brought him to me again.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I was rude!" Flutterkash saluted me.

"It's okay, human nature, can you tell me what's going on now?" asked Poor Dao with a smile.

"Thank you, don't blame it, it's like this!" After wiping the tears from his face, Purikash said sadly: "This is my own uncle Pika, who grew up watching me grow up, after our family lost the struggle, he was separated from us, I didn't expect it to be abolished martial arts and turned into a slave! Purikash's anger was evident in his clenched fists.

"Then leave him behind and leave it to your care!" said Poor Dao with a smile.

"Thank you, my lord, I want to negotiate with the mayor in person, please approve it!" Prikash said resolutely: "Please rest assured, I will never spoil your big affairs for personal grievances!"

"Oh, well, I trust you, I hope you don't betray my trust, you go, tell those idiots that I want to pass by peacefully, and let them send someone of weight to consult with me. Poor Dao smiled, "If you don't let me pass." Hehe, I don't mind having to work a little harder!"

"Yes, my lord, I will bring the word to me!" said Purikash in agreement, calling his uncle to the care of his men, and then took a few men into the town to negotiate.

Because the underground world is full of crises, so for its own safety, this peripheral town is also built like a castle, very strong and durable, and it is incredible that a small town can even build a wall seven or eight meters high. However, when I think about it again, it's not that hard.

After all, there are stones everywhere here, so naturally I don't have to worry about the lack of building materials, as for the manpower, there are so many slaves, and the land alone will definitely not be used up, and the surplus slaves are better to be sent to repair the city wall than to raise them in vain. Over time, it was only natural to build such a high wall.

Purikash was back about an hour later. And he also took the mayor with him, and according to what Prikash said, the mayor of the town wanted to come to me to see what was true and what was going on, and ask for some more specific information before I could report it.

"Hello, my lord, I'm Reno, the mayor of Tuturi Town, and I'm here to serve you!" the mayor said to me with a humble salute. He is a skinny middle-aged man, and his strength is not bad, of course, much worse than Purikash. The eyes were full of treachery and cunning, and I was disgusted when I saw it.

"You're not qualified to talk to me, but, for the sake of Prykash's face, hurry up if there's any problem!" said Poor Dao disdainfully. Purikash told me that you have to be arrogant to make them fearful, and if you are too polite, they will think you are weak and make them look down on you. This is the tradition of the Night Elves. It's really *** cheap!

"Yes! Yes!" Mayor Reno said more humbly, "I want to know, what are you doing here with so many powerful warriors?"

"Passing by, I made an appointment with some orc friends to make a deal here!" Poor Dao said very simply: "So I want you to get out of the way for me!"

"My lord, please forgive me for being unreasonable!" Mayor Reno hurriedly said, "Our Night Elves' territory has never been allowed to be crossed by any outsiders, and although your subordinates are powerful, they are only less than 20,000 horses. I'm afraid it can't pose a threat to us yet, you know, our main city alone has several times the strength of yours!"

"Hmph, but your troops are not on a par with mine at all!" said the poor Dao disdainfully. "Do your warriors have so many good armors? Do you have so many mages? Do you have such strong giants?"

"This!" Mayor Reno was speechless for a moment.

My dwarves are covered in glittering high-quality heavy armor, and this is the first time that such a large number has appeared in the underworld. Although there is a lot of iron in the underground world, the level of construction is limited, and most of the gray dwarves living here have been reduced to slaves, and there are few masters who can build heavy armor. Besides, the Night Elves are limited by their innate physique, and even the strongest warrior among them can't afford to wear such heavy armor.

Therefore, this 10,000 heavy armored warriors had a great impact on Mayor Reno, he understood that once the war started, these warriors would be enough for them to drink a pot, as for those thin mages, Mayor Reno had a headache, the mages of the underground world were all terrible beings who wanted to contact the god of death, and they were already terrible when they were alone, so many appeared at once, who was not afraid of it?

There are also giants, just looking at the size makes Mayor Reno desperate for a while, the height is the same as his city wall, and the city wall is still a fart? Especially the mace in the hands of the giants, Mayor Reno made a preliminary estimate, if it is solid, the weight is more than a ton. I am afraid that he will not need to take a second blow to demolish his city wall, ensuring that the wall can be demolished with one blow. Hehe, the cyclops are deliberately demonstrating with weapons on my orders.

Mayor Rino calculated in his heart, such an army, let alone his town, I am afraid that even the main city will not be able to stop it!

"I know that it is not difficult to destroy one of your main cities with just these people, but it is still very unrealistic to destroy seven!" said Poor Dao with a smile. I saw that he was frightened, so I relaxed a little in order to adjust the atmosphere.

"Yes, yes, it's good that adults understand, it's good to understand!" Mayor Reno was amused when he heard this, and immediately straightened his back, as if I really understood something.

"But!" said Poor Dao, "my friend, the million-strong army of orcs should be here soon." You think, a force like me, when it reaches a million. Can I kill you?"

Quack, Poor Dao is actually scaring him, the orc army may have millions of people, but most of them are cavemen, the real orc warriors are only a few hundred thousand, and the ordinary warriors of the orcs are not as powerful as my Raging Flame Dwarf Corps! My purpose is to make the upper echelons of the Night Elves overestimate me so that they can let me go.

"Ah, so much!" said Mayor Reno, shocked.

That's it, and it's a master. Poor Dao nodded solemnly and said, "However, we have come all the way here not to fight, but to trade. We'll be trading here regularly in the future, and you can participate as well. Neither we nor the orcs are willing to go to war with you, but if you want to stop us from trading, then you have no choice but to completely exterminate you and then occupy this place!"

"Such a big thing. I can't be the master!" Mayor Reno said nervously: "Please give me a few days, I will report to the above with the Flying Bird Messenger, and I will receive instructions from above in two days at most!"

The so-called flying pigeon biography refers to a means for the night elves to use a bird and monster to deliver letters, similar to carrier pigeons. This monster is small, flies fast, and is not easy to get lost in the underworld. When Poor Dao heard Purikash tell me about it, he wanted to raise some. It is also used to transmit emergency military information.

But as soon as this bird thing came up, it was dizzy when the sun shone on it, and it died in a few days, and in order to get this kind of strictly protected thing, I spent tens of thousands of gold coins, and all of them were scooped. Poor Dao was depressed for a while.

After sending Mayor Reno away, all we have left is to wait. Two days later, Mayor Reno brought me news that the main city would send a powerful man to negotiate with me, and that he had already set out for here, but the speed of this big man could not be compared to that of a bird, so he would have to wait a few days to arrive.

Then, within a day, the poor road ushered in the people and news I had been waiting for for a long time. The person who came to the door was the leader of the Orc Scouting Brigade, the Harpy Leader, who brought a letter from the Great Prophet, and in addition to some greetings, he wanted to find a place to talk with me about how to trade and deal with the Night Elves.

Hey, why don't you want to talk to each other, but this Night Elf's territory occupies a radius of thousands of miles. At the same time, they had lava on one side and a stone wall on the other, and the orcs and I happened to be separated by shadows, so we couldn't spare them. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to go where they are to trade.

Poor Dao then asked about the situation of the orc army, and the leader of the harpy, the owl, told me all the truth. It turned out that this time the orcs dispatched an army of 300,000, which was almost all the troops they left behind. You can see how much they value this deal. The leader of the army is a great prophet who almost never goes out, and the Beast Emperor leads people to guard the house.

Of the 300,000 troops, orcs and trolls accounted for 250,000, and the rest were composed of various powerful alien races. The orcs also dispatched ten members of the royal family to bring the Beamon Behemoth, and ten adult black dragons are also coming. The cavemen also sent a million troops. In fact, their main job was to transport food for 300,000 orcs.

Fortunately, they all walked along the river along the way, and the transportation work became much easier, otherwise, these million cavemen would be exhausted, and they would not be able to supply the big bellies of the 300,000 orcs. It can't be helped, who called orcs too good to eat.

The orc army was attacked almost every day, just like me, and they were too many to defend themselves, and the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers was not as good as mine, so the losses were very heavy. During the three months of the march, there were 20,000 cavemen and thousands of orcs killed or wounded. The Great Prophet was annoyed by this, but like me, there was no good way to deal with such an unprovoked and inexplicable attack, but to guard against it.

It's a coincidence that they're stationed on the other side of the Night Elf territory right now, and they arrived almost at the same time as us. Poor Dao has roughly calculated, with the strength of our two families, destroying the Seven Cities of the Dark Night is really a piece of cake. Not to mention ordinary warriors, just ten black dragons, eleven Beamon (the Great Prophet also has one), plus my earth bears, big mosquitoes, and sea monsters, just their large group of perverts, they are definitely not something that any city of the Night Elves can resist.

However, the poor road still doesn't want to fight until it is absolutely necessary. Because our purpose is to trade, once we break them up, they will all become bandits and bandits, so how can we safely transport goods in the future? Therefore, Poor Dao immediately sent a letter back to the Great Prophet, telling him not to rush yet, to give the Night Elves a little time, and that we had better settle this problem peacefully.

I was afraid that I would not understand the letter, so I carefully explained the detailed reasons to the Harpy leader, Owl, and asked him to explain it to the Great Prophet. In the end, I made a pact with the Great Prophet that if the Night Elves really didn't know each other, we would attack them from both sides, sack their seven main cities and the Dark Castle, force the deal, and never come here again.

In the future, we will completely abandon the unsafe underground waterways and switch to the overland country of Vana. Of course, Poor Dao is a nostalgic person, so he will naturally send some troops to visit the Night Elves from time to time.