"I'm not leaving!" The young elven man who was two meters tall but looked a little thin looked down at his grandfather with an old face, shook his head stubbornly and said, "Grandpa." Even if I die here today, I'm going to die with you! I'm not going to run away. We elves do not allow cowards. ”

After speaking, he turned to look at his younger brother who was standing beside him like an iron tower behind him, and said, "Xiuma." Let's protect grandpa together. ”

"Okay, big brother!" Xiuma, who is the same height as Xiusi, but is much stronger than his brother, nodded with a firm face, without any hesitation, he looked at Xiusi, and the other party's eyes also flashed with the same determination as himself.

The conversation between the brothers seems very tragic, and in fact, the environment they are in at this time can indeed be described as tragic. Although there were still hundreds of young archers in the family around him who were doing their best to protect the three of them, with the three-way encirclement of the human heavy armored swordsmen, the hundreds of elven clansmen in the outermost area had already been killed and injured.

Although the hundreds of guards who protected the old patriarch and the Shushuma brothers were still aiming and shooting, everyone could see that a trace of fear gradually appeared on their faces.

The old patriarch quickly glanced around, then he turned his gaze to the army of human swordsmen who suddenly stopped attacking in the distance, and anxiously turned back to the two elven guards beside him and said, "Now we are surrounded by them in three ways. There is only one way to escape left, Theseus. I now command you, in the name of the former patriarch, to leave me at once. Take your brother Shuma with you, and don't resist. ”

As soon as the old patriarch's words fell, the faces of Xiuth and Shuma immediately showed anger, they were not angry at their grandfather for driving them away, but they hated the humans who had cornered their elves. The army of swordsmen, dressed in heavy armor, looked to the brothers as if they were a group of demons who had betrayed their souls, brutally and mercilessly killing their compatriots.

"Grandpa!" "Grandpa!" Hus and Shuma opened their mouths almost at the same time to express their resistance, but unfortunately, their resistance did not have any effect.

Ten elite guards selected from the hundred elven guards almost simultaneously restrained the hands of the two brothers, Xiuth and Xiuma, and without even giving the two brothers a chance to speak again, they gaged their mouths with two broken steps at the same time, as if they were treating a felon, and forcibly took the two elven future stars out of here.

However, when they left the old patriarch, they couldn't bear to look back at the old patriarch whose skin had become wrinkled like old bark, and a tear swirled in the eyes of the ten elven guards almost at the same time, but no one really let it flow, but gritted their teeth in unison, leaving this incathartic tear in their hearts.

There were thousands of heavily armored swordsmen who stopped at the same time more than ten meters in front of the elven house, put on a posture of constant vigilance, did not dare to be careless, and vigilantly stared at the row of elven archers with green skin, pointed ears, and green eyes, holding their breath.

"Surrender. At this time, a loud voice suddenly came from the rear of the swordsman army, and this voice was very far away from here, but because the master who made this voice was extraordinary, every member of the elf clan heard it very clearly.

"Surrender to your grandmother! Don't think!" A hot-tempered young man in the elven clan couldn't help but curse loudly.

As soon as his voice fell, the human voice just now did not rush to answer, but chuckled coldly twice, and then said calmly: "Are all you elves as hot-tempered as you?

However, the current situation seems to be very unfavorable for you. Surrender is the best choice for you, and as long as you surrender, I promise to treat you with the best courtesy. But I have one thing to tell the friend you just spoke to, unfortunately I don't like the tone of your voice with me.

As for me, I will never show mercy to those I hate. So even if you surrender later, I won't let you go. ”,

At the beginning of the voice, he was cold and provocative, but when he said the last sentence, his tone changed significantly, and he became cold instead of peaceful, and it was obvious that the person who spoke was angry. However, his words were obviously using sticks and bread to coerce and lure the surviving elves and shake them internally.

It turned out that his words really had an effect in the end, and it was not ordinary, and it really caused a lot of commotion among the elves who had been silent.

"As long as he surrenders, he will treat us with the best courtesy, doesn't that mean that he will not kill us?"

"Not really. Not only that, judging from the tone of this man's speech, he seems to be the leader of these swordsman armies, and what he says should be credible. ”

"But don't you think he's lying? How can humans and elves get along with each other without incident, and if they are really good to us, why would they attack us?"

"That's right. And he chose to attack when the strength of our elves was at its weakest, this human being is not credible. ”

"Damn! If it weren't for the fact that all five elders in our clan had died one after another because their lifespan had reached the limit, how could our elven clan be afraid of these humans. ”

"Old patriarch, what the hell are we going to do?" After the commotion, whether they were willing to surrender or those who planned to live and die with the elven family, all the clansmen had left the decision to them, and the old patriarch, who was once powerful but had entered his twilight years at this time, one of the representatives asked.

The elven clan doesn't know how many years the Dao has been inherited, and the elf clan doesn't know how many generations it has passed on during the period, and the time far exceeds the founding history of the country to which these swordsmen belong in front of them. How could a race with such a long history be easily destroyed at its own hands?

The old patriarch didn't want to see the clansmen around him who had just stepped into the prime of life and hadn't even finished half of their lives die in front of his eyes, if he could, he would definitely choose to surrender without hesitation. However, the old patriarch at this time could not surrender.

Because he knew very well that the reason for these soldiers to attack the elven house was simply to accept orders, and the real commander of the soldiers was the master who had just opened his mouth and used magic to transmit the voice from far ahead.

The old patriarch lived for more than a thousand years, and although he had never been out of the elven house for half a step in his life, he had not seen a lot, and even as soon as he heard what the unwilling human had just said, he had already figured out what the real reason why the other party would suddenly launch a war of aggression at the weakest moment in his clan.

The old patriarch's eyes showed a wise gaze, he looked deeply ahead, and said with a light sigh: "Children. I know there must be many of you who are not willing to die at such a young age, because we elves have a full ten times longer lifespan than humans. But have you ever wondered what the purpose of their sudden aggression is?"

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the clansmen who had been shaken in their hearts and had the will to surrender, or the clansmen who had been loyal to the elves from beginning to end, they couldn't help but be stunned, and at the same time held their breath and began to think deeply. After a while, all the elven clansmen around the old patriarch suddenly took a deep breath almost at the same time, and the dark green eyes all showed a look of "I see".

"Yes. The old patriarch nodded affirmatively, his eyes suddenly froze, and he said seriously: "The swordsman who besieged us is just a chess piece.

The one who really wants to kill us is the one who spoke just now, and he should be their commander. Therefore, this invasion is not because all human beings have the idea of exterminating us, but because the commander wants to take advantage of this weakness of our race to get what he wants by invading our race. ”

Speaking of this, the old patriarch's face suddenly sank, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know how this commander of Lu Dao knows that our elven clan has the practice of cultivating bows, but he definitely wants this thing.

Fortunately, I have already handed him over to Xius in advance, but for the safety of Xius and Xiuma, we must not talk about it. Of course, even if anyone had said it, I don't think the commander would have believed that what he wanted wasn't here anymore. The children. ”,

The old patriarch's eyes changed suddenly, he looked at these good young men around him with a smile, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for you. Huth and Shuma have just escaped, and they are the last hope of our elves. Today, whether we surrender or not, as long as that commander can't find what he wants, I don't think anyone will let you go.

Therefore, we must persist in resisting, and only if we resist to the death, the longer we hold on, the more the commander will believe that things are still here, and the more hopeful that Hughes and Shuma will have escaped this catastrophe. Children, please allow me to ask you again in the name of the last patriarch to fight with me to the end!"

Silence, long silence.

The old patriarch's words made the hearts of all the elves like a mist become clear, and after listening to the old patriarch's words, every elven clansman stared for a moment and fell into deep thought. And the old patriarch, who told all the thoughts in his heart, slowly turned around without any expression on his face, and walked in the direction of the human swordsman army step by step.

His figure was very thin, his green skin was already thin like an old bark that had spent an unknown number of years, and the wrinkles on his face were as if someone had drawn a dozen furrows on his face, unusually old, and his eyes were even more gloomy.

However, after the simple words of "Fight to the end!" uttered by hundreds of elven clansmen, his spirit was suddenly lifted.

Although the whole person did not have any obvious expression, his gaze instantly seemed to be infused with countless tangible energies, and a dazzling light shot out in an instant. The waist is even straighter, and the whole person seems to be hundreds of years younger all of a sudden, and in an instant he has returned to the prime of life, revealing a self-confidence from the inside out, and the momentum of not yielding to anyone.

In just an instant, it stunned all the distant army of swordsmen who saw this scene.

Lepp, who had been commanding the big tent to feel the situation on the battlefield with his breath, suddenly frowned, and he angrily pulled out the long sword in his arms and slashed at the tent in front of him. There was a soft sound of gauze being suddenly torn, and at the same time, it brought out Lepp's roar like a raging wind: "Kill me!"

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