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Lord Siris watched the battle in the distance. The current situation no longer needs his command - it is a matter of course, the Warrior Elves are exhausted by this time, and he has sent a large number of fresh troops that have not been consumed in any battle. Of course, they can barely maintain the entire front, but even their rock-solid will to fight will be defeated sooner or later. The gap in combat effectiveness between the two sides is no longer something that can be reversed by such an illusory thing as "will."

A little further away from him, the Phoenix Guards were already in their final death throes. The encirclement on all sides is getting tighter and tighter. Although the Phoenix Guardians were surrounded by groups, if they could barely support it before, with the participation of the Dark Guardians, they were now in danger of collapsing in the blink of an eye. Although the Phoenix Guardian is protected by divine power and has stronger defenses than any other enemy, the Dark Guardian is the most elite warrior of the Dark Elf infantry, and they are all selected to exist as the Witch King's personal guard. The Dark Guardian's defenses aren't as good as the Phoenix Guardians, but their attacks are more ruthless, brutal, and swift. These gorgeous warriors in golden armor could only struggle under the siege. One after another, the Phoenix Guards fell, their ornate armor-clad bodies immediately trampled under the feet of the enemy.

No matter how much power Eshuruphat has, this is also the end of him. Lord Siris watched as the number of Phoenix Guards dwindled, and eventually their striking golden armor became invisible, almost completely obscured by the armor of the Dark Elves.

"Loki!" he ordered the servant. "Come over to me, and bring me the head of Prince Ashrufat. ”

"The host...... Going to die?"

"Of course, it's best if you can live, bring him to the Witch King, even the Witch King will be happy. Lord Siris replied calmly. "But I think it's almost impossible. ”

At this time, his gaze caught a figure in silver-white armor among the Phoenix Guards - this figure had been obscured by the Phoenix Guard's golden armor before, but now the number of Phoenix Guards had been greatly reduced, making it stand out. The white figure was now besieged by the Dark Guards, and soon disappeared into the waves of swords.

What? The legendary warrior Prince Ashrufat...... Is that all there is?" Lord Siris chuckled. Of course, he didn't think that Prince Ashrufat would be able to rush out of the way in such a situation.

Suddenly, a cold beast cavalry galloped towards Lord Siris's side. Lord Siris recognized this as a search party he had ordered to disperse around to prevent small groups of enemies from escaping. The Chill Beast Knight was so fast that he didn't seem to stop at all, and it looked like something terrible had happened, so he desperately came to report.

When you get a little closer, you can see the blood on the Chill Beast's body, and you can also see that the Chill Beast Knight's hand does not have a spear in his hand. It is impossible for a soldier to drop his weapon unless something happens. The squad defending in front of the Chillbeast moved out of the way so that the soldier, who had obviously brought important news, could rush to Lord Siris as soon as possible.

Lord Siris looked at this uninvited guest, and he was a little curious to know what the enemy had arranged, but he was convinced that he would never lose, because those stupid cousins had absolutely no extra combat power.

The only possibility is the dragon...... But before, in order to give the main force time to choose the battlefield formation, the dragon was forced to contain the army of dark elves alone, and had already been seriously injured in the harassment. Lord Siris was sure that even if the dragon were to go into battle again after being seriously wounded, it would be of limited use.

Two hundred steps, the cold beast cavalry did not slow down, one hundred steps, the cold beast knight did not slow down, fifty steps, the cold beast knight did not slow down. And it's not that there is no slowdown, in the blink of an eye, Lord Siris clearly feels that the energy in the air is condensing and rising.

A giant pendulum shaped like a ghost with sharp edges embodied on the head of the galloping Beast Cavalry. The rider raised his hand and made a motion, and the pendulum swung forward at a dizzying speed. Straight to Lord Siris. It wasn't clear if it was a real terrible murder weapon, or if it was just an illusion trick, but in the next moment, one of the guards beside Lord Siris pushed him away. The force of this retreat was so great that his whole body flew out of the ground and fell to the ground.

Lord Siris got up and saw that the enemy who had come by surprise (even if he was an idiot, he now knew that this cold beast cavalry was friend or foe) was engaged with the last few guards. Nearly all of his personal guards died under the deadly magic they had just had.

The assassin already had a two-handed sword that shone with magical brilliance, and he slashed down one of the guards with a single sword, but the other struck with great force, severing the feet of the cold beast with a blade of merciless magic.

Even a creature like the Chill Beast immediately lost its balance and collapsed at this moment. However, the rider was very agile and jumped off his useless mount long before it fell. The sword glittered, the gold and iron resonated, and after he had eliminated the last two guards, Lord Siris had already drawn his sword.

"Who are you?" the dark elf general did not run away. While he gives the impression to others as the type who is good at strategy rather than combat, the Assassins who try to assassinate him don't see it that way. Lord Siris was assassinated no less than a hundred times, mostly by Assassins hired by political opponents. The Assassins were so deceived by his appearance that they could find an opportunity without a third party present. Lord Siris, however, was sure that they all regretted this judgment before they died.

The glow of magic shone through the Assassin, and in the blink of an eye, his armor was completely transformed. From the classic black armor of the Cold Beast Cavalry to a set of armor that radiated a silver-white glow - it was not the armor style of the Dark Elves, but the Martial Elves. In the center of the cuirass is a red dragon.

At this point, Lord Siris was not the slightest surprised.

The other party didn't answer, but slowly approached. However, Lord Siris had already sensed some signs from the size of the other party. Because this kind of stout body is relatively rare among elves. From the magic just now, this armor, this body shape, and the red dragon pattern, he guessed the identity of the other party.

"Prince Aerufat?" said Lord Siris, the other man's name. The other party's footsteps choked slightly, which made him realize that he had guessed correctly.

"Interesting!" Lord Siris whispered. His hands clenched his weapons, and it would take a few minutes for his men to come to the rescue, and in those few minutes, his life could only be entrusted to the blade in his hand. "So in the first place, didn't you expect to rely on marching formations to achieve victory?"

Prince Ashrufat approached step by step, and in my personal sense, this time was a long time, but in reality, it was only about ten seconds. The two sides have not yet entered into the fighting, but they are so close that neither side can flee directly.

"It's funny, it's really funny! I've never seen a cousin like this come up with such a strategy. Turn an entire army into bait...... But. Out of the corner of Lord Siris's eye, he looked into the distance. At this time, some soldiers have already noticed that something is wrong here and are rushing towards this side. It only takes a short time for them to come back to the rescue.

"Two minutes, can you kill me in two minutes?" asked Lord Siris.

"You can give it a try. Prince Ashruphat finally answered, and he continued to approach.

"Very good......" said Lord Siris. He noticed several large rocks next to him, which could affect his movements. So he took a half-step back and allowed himself to occupy a more favorable terrain. At this time, he noticed movement on the side, and then saw a cold beast pounce with its mouth wide open.

Lord Siris flashed through the cold beast's bloody jaw and jumped backwards at the last moment, leaving a deep wound on the cold beast's skull with the blade in his hand.

Then he realized that the cold beast was the mount of Prince Ashrufat, which was walking on the ground with only half of its foot left, and the wound was rubbed against the rough ground.

No beast can do this! Even if the Chillbeast is a stubborn reptile! This is a complete defy to common sense! Lord Siris looked at the Chillbeast in utter shock, and found the huge fatal wound on its neck. The flesh on that wound turned out hideously, and the trachea ruptured, told a completely illogical truth. It's long dead.

But the eyes of the cold beast flashed with an evil light that did not belong to any normal creature. The lizard didn't care about such a serious injury, and it continued to support its body with its severed feet, charging towards Lord Siris.

In this brief distraction, the blade stabbed into Lord Siris's chest and abdomen, stabbing through the gaps in the armor and down to the guts. He looked at Prince Ashrufat in front of him in disbelief, and suddenly realized the truth of the matter.

"You...... You...... Not Yasur ......"

"That's right, it's too late. Ashruphat nodded, his sword stirring and retracting. Lord Siris's blade landed on the ground, and a stream of blood erupted uncontrollably from his mouth. His life was gone.

......

The clerk outside the door rushed in in a hurry, causing everyone who was in the conference room to discuss the battle plan and have to stop what they were doing. The Supreme standing in the middle looked up and looked at the guy who rushed in with extremely dissatisfaction. What a faux pas!

"Your Majesty!" said the clerk in a loud voice, having no time to care about anything else. "There is an urgent report from the front, Prince Ashrufat has defeated the main force of our evil cousin who left behind Nagarus, and is now marching towards the royal city. ”

"Prince Ashrufat......" someone shouted. They had already heard about Prince Ashrufat's movements. However, because the prince liked to cut off all magical communication while marching, they did not know much about the prince's details.

"Is the news reliable?" the Phoenix King didn't feel any excitement, at least not on the surface. "When?"

"The day before yesterday. Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Prince had already defeated the enemy's main force the day before yesterday. He will arrive at the Witch King's royal city tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The relevant information has been verified in many ways and confirmed to be true. ”

"Why do you only tell me now!" "What happened the day before yesterday, I actually only know about Lu Dao now!

Perhaps it was the coldness in the Phoenix King's voice that frightened the other party, and the clerk's voice became a little stammered. "Your Majesty...... It's not ...... Didn't you order it yourself? Any intelligence must go through...... Confirmation will be required before it can be reported back to you. It took us two days ......"

"I remember that Prince Ashrufat had only about 10,000 troops. Another participant chimed in. "And the main force of our evil cousins stationed in the homeland should not be less than 30,000. How to ...... in this situation"

"Prince Ashrufat challenged the enemy's general, Lord Siris, alone in battle, and then killed the other in a one-on-one duel. After seeing the Lord's death, our evil cousin lost the will to fight and quickly turned into a rout...... But Prince Ashorufat's troops also suffered heavy losses in the fierce battle. ”

"Oops!" the Phoenix King had recovered from the shock of the news at this time, and he immediately realized that he had missed an opportunity.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the meeting is suspended. All of them immediately return to their troops, and immediately organize an attack!" he ordered in an undeniable tone. "We must contain the Witch King! We must not let him return to Nagarus! or Prince Ashrufat will be in danger!"