In the center of the room is a magical map made by the elves, and with the help of magic, the terrain depicted on the map is being rendered in concrete images, revealing the air like a dream.

A gorgeously dressed Shenwu elf nobleman was leaning against the edge of the map, looking at the map in front of him. The dreary atmosphere in the air seemed to speak to his heart. It has been hard fighting for days, but it has never been able to break the deadlock.

"Your Majesty, the results of the battle are in. A registrar reported. "We lost one hundred and forty warships, and our evil cousins lost more than one hundred and sixty. And it can be confirmed that they have at least fifty more battleships that have been heavily damaged. ”

A meaningless victory!He was about to speak, but he heard a rush of footsteps. Then a newcomer rushed in with great impudence. However, judging from the liaison officer's surprised expression, he decided not to pursue this rude petty fault for the time being.

"Your Majesty, the latest news. Prince Ashrufat had already won the Battle of the Grey Plains, defeating Lord Hurd's army and slaying Hurd on the battlefield. ”

Everyone in the room was stunned.

"Is the news reliable?" someone asked, confused. In this war, intelligence espionage warfare has always been a key area, and both sides have spread a lot of false news, so now every piece of information must be confirmed, confirmed, and checked repeatedly.

"All three have been confirmed. The reporter replied calmly. "In order to prevent this from being another fake news, I also deliberately checked with the Jade Royal Court in detail. Prince Ashrufat chased him in the wilderness for eight days and finally caught up with Hurd. The two sides battled each other, and Prince Ashrufat won the final victory. Riding a dragon, he killed Heard in a one-on-one aerial duel, decapitating the villain with his own hands. Our evil cousin's forces then crumbled, and were largely wiped out under the pursuit of the Knights of the Silver Helmet. ”

"A one-on-one aerial showdown?"

"That's right, that's what the Dragon Prince said. They all admit that Prince Ashorufat was not only a great conductor, but also very heroic on the battlefield, which impressed them. In addition, the prince has given you an update on the state of the battle, especially that he may be going north next, seeking a gap to attack the small and small towns in the central part of the enemy's land, which are not well defended. As for Dosonian, the prince thought it was of little value, as almost all of the trainers were wiped out by him in battle. ”

"Give me a reply to the prince. I trust his judgment and agree that he can proceed with the next step as it actually is. At the same time, he was reminded that the destruction of several central cities in the central cities was a key area for the metal minerals produced by our evil cousins, and that destroying these mines would be no less significant than achieving a complete victory...... Remember, these words must be mentioned in the tone of 'advice'. Finally, he relayed the situation of the previous naval battle to him...... Let him not have to worry about the affairs of the navy for the time being...... And ......"

I don't know when the dull atmosphere in the room has become active.

At this time, the door to the room was opened for the third time. A young elven nobleman walked in with a pile of papers. He patiently waited for the other party to finish dealing with the matter at hand, and then stepped forward to report.

"Your Majesty, the documents you spoke of earlier have been prepared. ”

"Files?"

"It's a document about the lineage of Prince Ashorufat. Didn't you ask me to compile the relevant records of the Joy Dynasty? Your Majesty's memories are correct, and if these records are correct, the bloodline of the Joy Dynasty has indeed been severed long ago. ”

“......”

"If Your Majesty permits it, I am willing to send these evidentiary documents to the Emerald Court, and check with the Queen the true identity of Prince Ashrufat. ”

"No need. The owner of the room stood up and came to the pile of papers. In fact, these historical records don't say anything, after all, not every little thing will be recorded. He picked up a document that was not an original, but a manuscript. It looks like it took a lot of effort to transcribe it.

"Actually, it's very inappropriate. He continued. "Strictly speaking, I shouldn't question the Queen's authority. These documents ...... The Jade Court should have a record. It's my fault, I'm too self-righteous. ”

As he spoke, he set a document aside and lit it on the fire. The flames licked the paper quickly, and after a few seconds, the record was reduced to ashes.

"The Emerald Queen is the authority on this, and I shouldn't question her judgment with what I don't know. He said. "Since the Emerald Court has made its judgment, then the noble bloodline of Prince Ashrufat cannot be questioned. He must have produced credible evidence that he was a descendant of the Joy Dynasty. Let's get rid of these things. ”

"Wait ......," the newcomer was dumbfounded, but he could see that the monarch's attitude was very resolute, and that the words just now were logically unassailable. He can only choose to obey. So, the unlucky guy had to leave with these documents.

......

Ulin gathered the rest of his companions. The young nobleman had a stern face at the moment, and if anything had changed from this previous defeat, it had doubled his hatred for Azul.

The defeat in this battle was not his fault. He led the Dark Guard and Phoenix Guard head-to-face, and he had the upper hand - and while he didn't win, he was sure that if he could continue to fight undisturbed, he would be able to win the last victory. But the situation is stronger than people. After the results of the aerial battle, the Dark Elves lost their morale and began to retreat from the superior enemy's attack. Without the command of the commander-in-chief, the retreat quickly turned into a large-scale rout. The Dark Guards, being on the front line, were surrounded by enemies from all sides in an instant.

In this case, the only thing Ulin could do was to turn around and retreat. With the strength and bravery of the Dark Guard, he managed to kill a team of white lion warriors who stood in the way and rushed out of a bloody path. Then, before the enemy's cavalry could pursue him, Ulin slashed down an unlucky Chillbeast knight with a sword, jumped on the Chillbeast and ran.

However, he was not a cold beast knight, so the beast always wanted to turn around and bite him from time to time. As soon as he arrived in a safe place, Urin directly slaughtered the cold beast to vent his anger. At that time, he was still accompanied by a small group of cold beast knights, so he asked them to gather the scattered soldiers, and finally gathered hundreds of remnants.

His father is dead, so from now on, he is the lord of the Heard family. Of course, there is still a question about this. Because after such a miserable defeat, the Witch King may simply let this new family disappear. The laws of the Dark Elves have never been "forgiving".

But at the moment, Ulin has no time to care about this matter. Azul's pursuit may have ceased, but the remnants of the army were faced with a very real question—where should they go? Their camp had fallen into the hands of the victors along with all the baggage, so they were now left with nothing to remain in the wilderness. Going back to Dosonian was undoubtedly an unwise choice, not to mention that the victors were still in their way back to Dossonian.

"Captain...... My lord," one of the dark guards corrected his mistake in time, "now that we can't stay in the wilderness for long, why don't we go to the nearest town?"

Urin thought for a moment, maybe this was his only choice at the moment. Dosonian is a center for taming animals, and several small towns have been set up on the outskirts of Dossonian to make it easier to catch these beasts in the wilderness. The purpose of these towns is to serve as a base for beast trainers to travel far to capture beasts, and at the same time, they will also screen and transport the captured beasts to the city. Naturally, these towns are so remote and inhospitable that they don't even have names, just the simple title of "small town", and almost no one wants to go there.

"The town number four is near us. The subordinate explained further.

"Number Four...... I remember Ganivahue being there. Urin immediately remembered the incident. Ganivahio was his elder brother, his father's eldest child. However, he couldn't meet Hurd's requirements in terms of ability, so he was exiled to a small town. Urin hadn't heard anything about him since—though he was supposed to be alive. Otherwise, Ulin would have heard of death.

Although it had come to this point at the moment, Ulin didn't think Ganivahue could do anything to him. This is because, first of all, there is a clear difference in the abilities of the two sides, and when it comes to fighting alone, Ganivahio is by no means his opponent. The second reason is that even if he is a group of defeated soldiers, his strength is far above the garrison of a small town. Perhaps it would be a good idea to go to his brother, at least he could get supplies for his soldiers (these towns were usually well stocked due to the lack of transportation and the need for work).

"Very well, let's go to Town Four. ”

The journey took a short time, and as he approached the town, Ulin sent one of his men in to inform Ganivahio of his arrival. His prediction was not wrong, for Ganivahio soon came out to meet him with a handful of retinues - bare-handed and smiling.

The two brothers soon found themselves in one of the best buildings in town. Urin recounts the recent failures, and Ganivahio begins to reminisce about their time together with their father and grieve for it. However, Ganivahio still toasted Ulin as the new lord. Their conversation gradually shifted to the next great crisis facing the family, which was the wrath of the Witch King. To Ullin's surprise, Ganivahio had an extraordinary insight in this regard

"My dear brother. Ganivahue motioned to the servants to pour wine for them. "In the current situation, if we are to keep our family, then at least we have to show that we are 'irreplaceable'. Otherwise, we have no hope. ”

"That's the only way to go. Urin admitted. "It's not going to be good, though, we've lost too many trainers. ”

"If you bring together people from various towns, you might be able to get an extra batch of strength. I've confirmed on the ground that a team that catches beasts can barely meet the requirements with only one trainer as a guide. Of course, the more skilled animal trainers in the squad, the better. But I think we can save a lot of manpower and put it in a more important position right now. ”

Ulin immediately understood what Ganivahio was trying to say. His brother wanted to come back from this exiled, isolated life and return to a more comfortable place. However, he decided to play dumb and get a better position in this negotiation.

"Besides, maybe we need to appease the Witch King's anger with an action, for example, send a messenger to the Witch King with a gift?"

Urin watched his brother for a while. The two looked at each other, calculating in their minds. At the end of the day, it looked like Ganivahio had thrown in the towel. "I think we should do this, a messenger, with a gift that will ease the wrath of the Witch King. This is the only way. ”

"It's a really good idea. Urin wanted to continue, "Think of a suitable gift, so that perhaps you can take on the task of this envoy," but before he could say anything, he felt a tightness in his throat.

"Carrying the head of the vanquished proves that our family has learned from this defeat. Ganivahue said. Urin began to choke, he looked at his wine, and knew that Ganivahio had poisoned his wine.

"There is no way to negotiate the price of appeasing the wrath of the Witch King, even my excellent brother...... For the sake of my family, I had to make this sacrifice as well. Ganivahue watched his brother fall, his hands clutching his throat and his face turning blue. He took another sip of his wine. "With your head, our family may be forgiven. ”