"Elven Village ......"

David looked at the hologram in his hand seriously, and it could be seen from the photo that the village built by the elves was perfectly hidden by trees, which was one of the reasons why it was difficult to find in the air and in the distance.

"Is it close to Winterfell?"

"It's not close, actually."

The distance from the Iron Tree Forest to the north of the Iron Tree Forest to the Winter River is not short, and the location of this village is still relatively southwest, which is not at all within the warning range of Winterfell.

If it weren't for Winterfell's construction of several bridges and the development of the city's facilities to the west, Winterfell's air force would not have flown this far to reconnoitre—even if they focused on the plains closer together, it would have been difficult to spot elven villages perfectly protected by forests.

"Are these also the elves of the Iron Tree Forest?"

"This ......"

Gareth couldn't give an answer, he didn't know what the elves in the Iron Tree Forest were, he wasn't from Iron Tree after all.

In addition, Winterfell's previous strategic focus had been revolving around orcs and temples, and there was really not much attention paid to elves.

While Gareth was pondering how to answer the question, David had already seen some clues in the photographs.

"These elves may not be the same force as the elves who are fighting in Irontree Castle." David saw confusion on the elf's face in the photo, as if he were looking at some unknown object.

The elves who fought against Irontree had seen planes many times, and they knew that this metal giant bird was a human weapon, and it would not react this way when they saw it.

"Speaking of which, the area of the Iron Tree Forest is really vast enough."

The Iron Tree Forest is bordered by the Tiran Mountains to the east and the Lost Lands to the west, and no one can say how many elves there are in the incomparably huge primeval forest.

The humans of Irontree Castle thought that the number of elves was not large, and David originally thought so.

It seems that humans have only been exposed to some of them, and there are many more elves living in the depths of the Iron Tree Forest.

"Call Liadline and Sylvanas over." Davy thought for a while, and decided to let Liadrin, the Holy Light Bishop, have some contact with these elves, even if he can't find out the detailed information inside the elves, and can ask for some superficial information.

Choosing these two people, one is the identity of the elves, which may be able to make this group of elves less wary.

And the strength of these two people is guaranteed, if there is an emergency, there is no need to worry about the safety of these two people, the two of them definitely have the strength to hold out until the support arrives - or they may directly kill the other side.

When it's time to make a move, these two will definitely not be ambiguous, and they will not hold back just because there is an elf on the other side.

After all, in the eyes of these two, they are the High Elves from Azeroth! It is not the same race as the indigenous elves of this world.

The two elves soon arrived at David's office, and after briefly explaining the situation to the two of them, they understood why David had called them here.

"I'm ready to go."

"I need to go back to church to arrange something."

Sylvanas, as a ranger general, has always been resolute. Even if she still has a job to train the Knights of Tiran, the training plan has been arranged a long time ago, and it doesn't matter if she goes out for a few days.

Liadrin, on the other hand, would need to hand over the work at hand to another pastor before she could leave, but it wouldn't take much time.

"Gareth will send a small team of Winter Knights and two priests on standby on the Quint plane."

The Kun fighter will place the two elves near the elven village, and then they will be on standby, leaving the work of touching the elves to the two in front of them.

The two elves who had been ordered to set off left, and David and Gareth discussed again how to set up a defensive post in this direction.

As Winterfell expanded, the garrison became more and more complex.

As if he felt that David's recent time had been too easy and he had to make some trouble for him, Gareth had just left to make a new defense plan, and new news was sent to Davy.

"The orcs are back?"

"Yes."

"And the orcs are all green this time?" David looked at the orc soldiers in the photograph (stored in a tiny device that played holograms), and there was a noticeable change from the orc army he had repelled in the first place.

The orcs in the photo are taller, stronger, muscular, and even have terrifying bony spikes on some of them.

This is nothing, what is even more outrageous is that the ships that these orcs are riding on are hideous and orc-style, and I don't know what power-driven (most likely evil) ironclad battleship has several turrets on it.

Good guys, the backward race that was still using trebuchets when they were beaten away last year was replaced with battleship cannons in a blink of an eye? It's not called cheating, isn't it?

Even if these orcs were given relevant knowledge by relying on the opening of the gods, where did these orcs get their resources? And how did they come up with the battleship cannon from scratch with their bare hands?

David felt the urge to throw the imaging device to the ground: Could these gods not be able to afford it? Started to be shameless?

"The good news is that there aren't many orcs coming up this time."

Compared to David, Van Cleef seemed very calm, and even left enough time for the Duke to complain a few words in time before continuing to report the intelligence information in his hand.

"Moreover, after these orcs landed on the eastern coast, they did not immediately pounce on the snow castle, but instead burrowed into the hilly mountains in the northeast."

"That area...... Davy immediately understood what the orcs were up to, "they're rescuing their fellow citizens?" ”

"I'm afraid not, sir."

At Van Cleve's reminder, David brought up the last part of the photo, which showed countless brown-skinned orcs in shackles, escorted by green-skinned orcs heading towards the coast.

"It's more like a catch."

After looking at these photos, David leaned back in his office chair and wrinkled his brows and thought for a few seconds: "Have you found the whereabouts of these orcs?" ”

"So far, the orcs have transported all of these prisoners to the south."

"South?"

"Yes, along the coast to the south, I didn't see any intention of turning before the investigators withdrew."

David suddenly understood why the Sodurunma Empire had not moved much after plotting against several lords of the Tiran Kingdom, and felt that something was wrong with their own backyard!

So, the orcs built these ships from the resources they gathered from the Sodurunma Empire?

As for where the knowledge came from, David is no longer entangled, and based on the information he has now, it is inferred that the appearance of the orcs is aimed at a new round of cleansing of the Brennia continent.

Every time there is a purge, the new races are the chosen ones, and they can take everything under the care of the gods.

I just don't know if the god behind the orcs will come up with something more outrageous and give it to the orcs after discovering that even this still can't destroy Winterfell?

Will these high gods be worried about being attacked by chess pieces?

Very interesting question, David wants to know the answer, but it is difficult to see a clear result in a short period of time, so let's deal with the problem at hand first!

"The Winter Knights can't stay at home all the time, and they should go out to gain some actual combat experience."

David's meaning was clear, the Northern Plains were his own territory, and it was already an act of war for this group of orcs to dock their warships in his territory as Duke of Winter without permission.

Winterfell must fight back and show the orcs who is the true ruler of the Northern Plains.

In addition, you can also test the strength of this group of orcs who have mutated again?

This is also a big reason why he sent the strongest Winter Knights at the moment, instead of several other troops.

The order was issued, and the Winter Knights were quickly in action.

Dress up, assemble, go!

After a long period of training, the Winter Knights lived up to their title of Ace Legion, and everything was perfect, completing the transition from chaos to order in the shortest possible time.

When several Quin-style mass-produced Decepticons flew away, the rest of the barracks realized what had happened.

"All members of the Winter Knights are dispatched? Is there something big going on? ”

"Did you get into trouble when you left the squad before?"

"It's in a different direction."

"Don't know who the opponent is? It can be seen that the Duke attaches great importance to this enemy. ”

"It's a shame that this battle shouldn't have anything to do with our Knights of Tiran."

"You Tiran Knights haven't even finished their weapons and equipment, what's there to regret."

"Didn't the Spartan heavy infantry regiment receive an order?"

"Maybe it's because the enemy is too far away?"

The discussion in the camp quickly subsided, and all the soldiers in the Winter camp were gathered and headed to their respective battle rooms to watch the battle between the Winter Knights and the orcs.

Even Davy, along with important officials in Winterfell, sat in the conference room to watch the battle live.

With eight Quin-style mass-produced Decepticons traversing the entire northern plains, they reached the eastern coast. Through the camera carried on the Kun-style Decepticon, everyone clearly saw the orcs and battleships below.

"These orcs are getting uglier."

"Aren't these greenskins in league with other orcs?"

"I don't know, maybe it's orcs from other tribes?"

The soldiers' focus was varied, and in the conference room at Fort Glamorgan, Tony, Howard, and the others carefully observed the orc ship.

"It looks rough."

"Shouldn't I worry too much?"

Just as a few people were saying this, the orcs also spotted the Kun fighter in the air and attacked first.

The green energy rays kept firing into the air from the orc warships, and the black and thick main cannon slowly raised after adjusting its direction, firing even more terrifying energy cannonballs.

“……”

Seeing this scene, the originally lively conference room gradually quieted down.

(End of chapter)