Elves, this is one of the greatest forces among the subhuman races on the Arad continent, and some tribes are even more civilized than human IQ. These elves are found in the forests, including the Gran Forest.

Under normal circumstances, the interaction between elven tribes and humans is mostly limited to some simple transactions, and most of them are carried out by human merchants or adventurers who take the initiative to go to the elven tribe. Although they are very interested in some human mechanical products and fruits, the elves who are good at carving and weaving and mastering advanced potion production methods are not in great demand.

For this mysterious race, the existence of human beings has little to do with them, let alone participating in any aristocratic war.

However, the elven tribe pointed out by Midi is a little different, and the key is the geographical location.

The forest where these elves are located is located on the outskirts of the Gran Forest, close to the territory of the Assrex family, which is relatively prominent, and it happens to be within the radius of the Seth army.

In other words, in the event of a war, there is a high probability that these elves will be drawn into the flames of war. Even if Seth's army chooses to detour, the outcasts, deserters, and bandits who take advantage of the fire to rob will still have a great negative impact on this otherwise peaceful and peaceful land.

Of course, being negatively affected does not mean that the elves will help the Midi side, and in the eyes of these elegant races who love nature and are good at bows and arrows, there is no difference between this nobleman and that nobleman.

More likely, the elves will treat all humans who step into the forest as enemies, and shoot them and kill them without discrimination.

Despite the memories of being reborn, Midi wasn't too sure she would be able to convince the elves.

After all, this aristocratic war itself did not exist in the previous life, and at that time, Fina was already injured, and the family had become a scapegoat used by the parliamentarians to take the blame, and was on the verge of scorching. In this life, it is because of the decisions and choices made by oneself that the war with the Seth family will occur, and history has changed, which is the butterfly effect driven by oneself as a reborn.

However, it didn't matter, because it wasn't these stubbornly conservative elves that Midi really wanted to convince.

Rather, he is the true master of this forest.

The Witch of the Mist.

Alice Outelobos.

In his previous life, another of his beloved, and at the same time, a lifelong friend of Fina.

"The elves are stubborn and, worse, conservative. "Fina obviously doesn't have a good impression of this race, which is understandable, the queen of magic bullets, who is as free as a flame, is of course very wrong for those races that have not changed for thousands of years.

"This forest is different, because the key is not in the elves, and I am about fifty percent sure. Midi replied, "Well, do you want to try it?"

"Of course! Fifty percent is high enough. Fina didn't ask the basis for this fifty percent certainty, she directly chose to accept the answer, and then changed the conversation, "But even so, we are running out of time, Seth's army has already begun to assemble." ”

"If you don't have enough time, you create. Midi showed a cold smile, "The method is very simple, let's fight first, so that they can't gather." ”

"Fight?" The red-haired girl's eyes lit up, the perfect transfer was over, she hadn't moved her hands and feet until now, Midi's resolute plan at the moment was exactly what she wanted.

Sigmund and Lilian were naturally eager to try, after all, the transferees were active in the elements of adventure and combat, and as long as they were certain about radical tactical plans, they would not be rejected. This is also the style of the Hayabusa Regiment that Fina single-handedly established in the previous life.

The surrounding knights looked at each other, could it be that this time, this young master was going to go into battle in person? Or would he fight three thousand five against ten thousand? This wouldn't all the foundation of the Asrex family be ruined, right?

Midi didn't explain, but turned his attention to his father, the current head of the Asrex family, Earl Ingelman.

"What are you going to do?" asked the Earl.

"With a small number of elite raids and burning down granaries, the Seth family is not fighting on their own soil, but borrowing the towns of other nobles as bases, in this unfamiliar situation, once there is no logistical supply, it will take at least three weeks to call it up, enough for us to move reinforcements. Midi replied calmly.

In the previous life, as one of the Iron Triangle of the Falcon Regiment, he was also a veritable legion commander, and he could easily judge the weaknesses of an army.

As soon as this proposal came out, the knights were relieved - at least, it was not a decisive battle when they came up, and if there were reinforcements as a hope, it would be a good tactic to surprise now.

Once the tactics are recognized, the next question is simple – who will lead the team.

"You're going?" the Count sighed, and for a moment he read Midi's eyes.

Midi looked around again, at the smiling and confident red-haired girl, at Sigmund and Lillian waiting calmly, at the knights who were loyal to the family but not very comfortable with themselves, at the old butler Loterrand who stood silently at the door, and then nodded.

"This is where I grew up, my territory and my people. And they are my comrades-in-arms, partners who are born and die together. Midi replied lightly, not loudly, very calmly, as if everything was supposed to be so, "Of course I will go." ”

"Butland!" the Count called out a name in a majestic voice.

The middle-aged knight immediately took a step forward, waiting for an order from the head of the house.

"Send a hundred elites at once, and I want them to be ready for battle at once, not to protect my son, but to win!" said Earl Engelman.

Batlan paused, and the next moment, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared, and he brought with him the fierceness of a veteran who had really been killed from the sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield.

"Understood, my Count!"

"For victory!" the knights shouted in unison at this moment.

When the Asrex family finally decided to attack aggressively, the Seth family was also in full swing in Yorkshire's preparations before the big war.

Fenrir Seth, the prodigal who usually seems to be the leader of the Royal Academy of Magic, has come to the front base of the battlefield in person. The setbacks and slaps in the face suffered in the previous trials have kept Fenrir holding a grudge and keeping him awake at night, and hatred, even if it is unreasonable and inexplicably arrogant hatred, is still the greatest motivation for a person to move forward.

That's why Fenrir came here, to Yorkshire, where the "Red Flame Legion" of the Seth family was stationed.

At this moment, it is already the time when the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the new moon is like an arc light hanging on the canopy, sprinkled with cold and silent brilliance against the backdrop of countless stars.

The whole of Yorkshire was brightly lit, and this small county town was not originally a military stronghold, naturally leaking from all sides, and there was no defense system in place. It's just that after the Red Flame Legion arrived here, they immediately erected towers in many places, imposed a curfew at the same time, and arranged patrols and scouts at different times in an orderly manner.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the small city was a dripping iron bucket, and huge cobwebs were spilled outward, and the slightest disturbance was immediately reacted to.

"With such a lineup, is this the style of the so-called famous generals and elite soldiers?" Fenrir couldn't help but sigh as he looked down on the city like a giant beast from the tallest tower in the county.

"It's not as exaggerated as you think, Lord Fenrir. An indifferent voice rang out, and then, a thin man in crimson armor, who looked to be in his thirties, with a beard, walked up to the top of the tower, "This level of defense is just a step-by-step enforcement of military regulations. ”

The leader of the Red Flame Legion, Potter Seth, although he was born in a family branch, but with his excellent swordsmanship and extraordinary command talent, he won a large territory for the family in the nearly ten years of aristocratic wars, and became the leader of the second largest legion of the Seth family.

Because of his thin stature and his ability to schem, people called him "General Red Fox".

He was the commander-in-chief of the operation. Obviously, the Seth family didn't command a large army to attack the Asrex family for the sake of face.

"Uncle Potter, what are we going to do next?" Although Fenrir is very arrogant and arrogant, he is familiar with the aristocratic Vanity Fair, and in front of a capable person like Potter who has been recognized by the family, he also looks respectful to ask for advice.

"Of course, it's an all-out attack! 10,000 troops are out and attack the territory of the Athrex family!" replied the Red Fox General proudly, without hesitation.

Fenrir was confused: "But what about our base here? Moreover, since we are going to attack in an all-out way, why do we need to build so many fortifications for ......?"

"Your Excellency Fenrir, it's precisely because there are so few people left that you want to give them a better defensive advantage, isn't it?" General Red Fox patiently explained, obviously, for this future heir of the Seth family, he also had the intention to woo and behave.

"I see. Fenrir was relieved.

"But you don't have to worry, with the Asrex family's troops, that kind of command, I don't think there will be any real battle at all. At that time, the Red Flame Legion will sweep across the entire territory, and eventually turn its lord's castle into an island in the middle of the ocean! General Red Fox proudly twisted his carefully trimmed mustache, "There is information that the daughter of the Hamilton family is also in their territory, and when the time comes, it is estimated that she will also become our prisoner." ”

"If we can really capture Fina Hamilton, then we will have a lot of cards in our hands!" Fenrir also lit up. He couldn't help but start fantasizing about what it was like for the principality's first beauty to be captured by his men.

The Red Fox General obviously saw through Fenrir's unspeakable obscenities, and did not break it, but smiled and twisted his beard again, as if he had seen the moment of victory in the attack on the castle of the Asrex family.

In the next moment, a loud thunderous sound rolled through the entire Yorkshire.

A burst of fire rose in the camp of the Red Flame Legion, as if it was about to tear apart the silent night.

"Enemy attack!" the sentry's heart-rending howl instantly pierced the eardrums of the triumphant, thoughtful two.