Warlord of Chaos Chapter 370: Outbreak

Under the cover of night, groups of orc warriors quietly left their camps, and drove across the mountains to the depths of the plain. What they started was a surprise war!

After the **** incident, Fossa knew that he had no time to wait. Although Lionel had already instructed Lionel to execute all the orc warriors and shamans who committed the crime, he knew very well that the gap between the orcs and the elves had closed. Generation, to give a simple example, in the past, when an orc patrol team met an elf patrol team, they would greet each other in a friendly manner, and then go their separate ways. Now that the two patrol teams meet again, the elf tribe must Will maintain a high degree of vigilance, God knows if what they encounter is an out-of-control orc? As time goes by, this gap will become deeper and deeper, and the vigilance of the elves will become higher and higher, and he will have no chance again.

The reason why the orcs endured for nearly two months was because Foza wanted to maintain his own strength. He hoped to wipe out the main force of the elves at a small price. Foza had more than one imaginary enemy. The elves clan, as well as Holy Crown City, Deep City, and Lengying City, which Fossa regards as a strong enemy, and finally Solomon!

There are so many opponents waiting for him to conquer, if he doesn't spare his own strength, the orc clan won't be able to go far.

However, Fossa, who is determined to take the initiative, has to admit that he is not ready for a full-scale war, and of course, the elves are not prepared!

In a mountain depression, Bran Sheath, who was chosen as the chief patriarch by the elves in the southwest region, was walking with several elves. Yao was very disgusted, and kept arranging the elves in the southwest region in an irrelevant place, and even wanted to disperse the elves in the southwest region and distribute them to other tribes, but his proposal was firmly opposed by the elves in the southwest region. In the end, I had no choice but to let it go.

The elves in the southwestern region occupy an important position in the Lola Alliance, and their strength is not to be underestimated. In the court, they didn't even occupy a seat, which is a kind of damage to self-esteem, so they don't have any sense of mission or identity for the opportunity that Amputura advocates, since they have been excluded by the core of power No matter how magnificent the blueprint drawn by Amputura is, it cannot attract them.

Prudence's dismissal of them was in the hands of Bran. She didn't want to participate in this war. What's more, the treatment of her friends by the Senate controlled by Amputura also caused a lot of trouble. suppressed her anger.

Sisters Lola and little Louise are both of mixed race. They are descendants of elves and humans. At the most critical moment, Lola forced little Louise to leave the City of the Moon with Sbrand , and finally "little Louise followed Bran and came here. But Amputura showed contempt and distrust for the half-elves, and even imprisoned little Louise, Pan Wen and others accompanying him , Branje argued several times, but she still couldn't convince Amputura. The situation is stronger than others, and she can't forcefully attack the prison, so she can only hold her anger in her heart. It can also be said that the elf with Bran as the leader We, the United Senate represented by Ampdulla, seem to be in harmony with each other. Ampdulla has already ordered to prepare for the spring offensive, but Blandi's camp is filled with a relaxed and freehand atmosphere. If the war is serious, they will not contribute.

Blan Jing called together the supervisors of various ministries today to discuss important matters. In the previous wars, the moon spring water that Blanc had owned played a big role. Without Brand Di, There would not be so many trees of life that were born in various cities. On behalf of the United Senate, Amputura asked Blanco to exchange five seats with Blanco, but not for Moon Spring Water, but for fog flowers.

When fog flowers are planted in Shenliu Middle School, the well will have a magical power. The water in the well can make the seeds of life take root quickly. In fact, the ancient trees of life in Yehliu City can drop hundreds of trees every year. It is a seed of life, but if there is no moon spring water, no matter how long the seed is buried, the seed will not change.

But there is only a bunch of fog flowers left in Bran Yao's hand. This kind of flower is very strange, it seems that it blooms once in tens of thousands of years, and bears fruit once in tens of thousands of years. Even the oldest elves don't know the specifics of the fog flowers. The origin, in the ballads handed down by the elders of the elves, it is the goddess of nature who left this world, forcibly broke the shackles of the law and flew into her own realm of gods, kissed a few wild flowers, and since then, those wild flowers have grown The change has become a kind of half-empty and half-real existence, which can be seen clearly, but nothing can be touched by hand. If the air is blown out with the mouth, the flowers will sway and dance with the wind again, as if It really looks like it's there.

As for how to take care of Wuhua and move it, only Bran roast knows, which is also the main reason why Amputura wants to negotiate friendly with Branding.

Actually, there is no need to discuss this matter. Bran will never hand over Wuhua. The problem is that they can't just refuse, but have to come up with a suitable excuse.

At this moment, a childish female elf ran over in a panic, and shouted from a long distance: "Sister Bran, hurry up, hurry up, it's not good!"

Tracey, take it easy, what's wrong? "Branfu was taken aback.

The female elf almost jumped into Bran Meng's arms, managed to stabilize her figure, gasped for breath, and said anxiously: "The orcs are coming! Sister Bran, hurry up, or just Too late!"

"The orcs are coming? Are you kidding me? How could they attack us?!" Blanche was full of disbelief.

"How can you not believe it! It was your friend who asked me to tell you!" Trish exclaimed.

"My friend? What about him?"

"He is ten human, how dare he come to us?!"

"Human?" Bran chicken became even more suspicious: "What kind of human?"

"He..." Tracy thought for a while, "He's a very flavorful young man."

"...Little guy, what do you know about taste?" Another elf couldn't help laughing, and the other elves also laughed lightly.

"Tracey, tell me carefully, what does that man look like?" Bula Yao became serious, and a figure appeared in her mind.

"Well, he is very good-looking, even more beautiful than that Prudence,..."

"..., guy, are you dazzled? Can the appearance of a human be compared to Prudence?" One, the elf laughed. Even among the elves, Prudence is also a well-known handsome man, He couldn't believe that humans could surpass Prudence in appearance.

"When I first saw him, I thought he was so good-looking, but the more I looked at him, the more I felt that he... oops!" Tracy stomped her feet anxiously, she had something to say, but she didn't know how to say it:

"It's better than Prudence anyway! There's something about him that I can't describe!

"You mean his temperament?" an elf said.

Yes, yes, yes, temperament. "Tracey was overjoyed, and gratefully glanced at the elf who answered the conversation, and said again: "It made me feel warm and hot, and I didn't dare to look at him after that!" "

"Hehe... Makes me curious, a human being can fascinate our little princess, I really want to see him with my own eyes." Several elves looked at each other and smiled.

"What are you talking about?" Trish asked inexplicably.

But Blanche didn't smile, she asked nervously, "What color is that person's eyes?"

"It's dark, very deep, and when you look at you, you seem to be falling into it."

"Let's go, let's go now!!" Branfeng turned around suddenly, and walked quickly to the depths of the camp. She was going to gather all the elves.

Branhe, what's wrong with you? The elves looked very surprised: "Do you really believe these words?" ! "

Do you know who he is? "Blan Di spoke very urgently.

Who is he? "

Raphael! Lord Raphael of Holy Crown City! "

The elves were stunned, and Tracy was no exception. Her small mouth could be opened wide, and her jaw would drop if it was bigger, and her weird eyes would not move. The bow was aimed at a super strong man, but that Raphael didn't seem to be as scary as in the legend.

"He, Raphael, is targeting us?" An elf said in a trembling voice, and the next sentence was close to screaming: "His next target is us?!"

No, he is warning us in good faith. "Blan Di said anxiously: It's too late to say this now, you go back and prepare immediately, and I will find an opportunity to give you an explanation later."

"You're crazy!" An elf stood up angrily: "Zandia, what are you trying to do?

You are murdering the senators of the United Senate! Goddess of Nature will never forgive your crimes! ! "

Behind the elf, seven or eight elves stood up one after another, one by one glaring at Dia, the other elves looked a bit complicated, some were shocked, some were indifferent, some were sneering, but none of them The elves speak out in support of Zandia.

The elves who participated in this meeting were mostly the patriarchs of the various tribes, and Hodia made an incredible request at the meeting, asking the patriarchs to immediately imprison the elders of the various tribes, seize all power, and summon all the troops they can muster , approaching Beit City.

There is an eternal contradiction between tradition and reform, and the longer a civilization lasts, the stronger the inertia and the harder it is to accept new things. This is easy to understand. The Eastern and Western civilizations in another world are a very good If it were not for the strong intervention of Western civilization, which made Eastern civilization feel seriously threatened, would Eastern civilization change by itself? Very hard. To put it more bluntly, if there is a barrier of time and space that separates Eastern and Western civilizations forever, Western civilization will continue to move forward according to the established track. Those who should go to the sky will go to the sky, those who should go to the sea, and what should appear in the telephone, TV and small computers. All will appear, without any delay. And the Eastern civilization also has its own established orbit. The emperor's grace is mighty, and the emperor's grace is mighty. The three cardinal principles and the five constant principles, the sky and the earth are round, and the development and destruction are repeated, forming a unique, terrible and sad reincarnation. Women must continue to be wrapped Small feet, because they are a symbol of beauty, men may have cut off their joints, or they may not have, under the ubiquitous constraints of foreign Confucianism and internal law, so-called science, humanities, etc., it is difficult to find the soil for survival, and the words are strange and chaotic. God, since ancient times, has lacked the spirit of exploration and strangeness, so there is no enlightenment. It may be thousands of years later than Western civilization before people will play computers, and this possibility is still very limited.

The elves also have their own traditions. The senate represents the will of the goddess of nature. The patriarchs manage daily affairs, and the senate decides the direction of the elves. Elder, even though the patriarchs knew that this would bring them huge benefits, they still felt uncomfortable and even angry.

"Sit down and talk," said Dia with a smile.

"You and I have nothing to talk about! The elf patriarch snorted coldly, turned around and went out.

Fidia sighed softly, and stretched out her hand, the elf beside her had put a longbow in Fidia's hand.

The elf patriarch who was walking toward the evening maintained a high level of vigilance, turned around suddenly, and drew his longbow first, aiming at Dia's forehead with a jet-black arrow, he said angrily, "Fidia, you What do you want to do?!"

"I want to kill you." Jiandia said as she pulled the bowstring nonchalantly, but she just pulled the bowstring, and there was no arrow on the bowstring.

The patriarch of the elves saw that Jiandia said such words without any scruples, and realized that things could not be improved. He gritted his teeth and let go of his fingers. With a scream, the jet-black arrow left A blurry afterimage shot straight at Fidia's forehead.

Phidia also let go of the bowstring at this moment. With the flick of the bowstring, a slight tearing sound resounded in the air. Appeared, slanted down between the eyebrows, across the right cheek, and then, the half head of the patriarch of the elves flew up very abruptly, throwing out a cloud of blood. At this moment, the elves could clearly see the smooth There are many equally smooth slices of muscles, bones, and various organs piled up on the wound.

The patriarch of the elf shook his head, and the remaining eye was fixed on Fengdia, and then he collapsed a little bit. The arrow he shot was sliced ​​in half by an invisible force. Half of the arrow hit the tree trunk obliquely, and the other half grazed Jiandia's right rib and hit the back of the chair. Even if it missed by an inch, it would have hurt Hodia.

"Don't forget, my name is Feng Dia." Diya didn't seem to know the danger just now, her eyes swept over the patriarchs who were still standing still: "Who else? "

The dozens of patriarchs present were all silent. They or they were not shocked by Jiandia's strength, but were shocked by this behavior itself. If they disagreed, would they kill a patriarch?

Even the United Senate does not have such power!

Jandia slowly drew her longbow again, but she didn't aim at the target, she just said lightly: "If you have no objection, sit down and talk.

"Jandia, what are you doing?" One, the patriarch of the elves smiled wryly. He supported Dia, and it was because of this that he dared to speak.

"After he walks out, Yiwan will be killed by the orcs. Instead of being humiliated at that time, I'll give him a good time now." After Jiandia finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and there was another slight tear The sound rang out, and the elf patriarch who was being attacked instinctively raised his arm, trying to protect himself, but he couldn't compete with that invisible force at all. Half of his arm and his neck were all cut off neatly, and he twisted in a daze. , as his head fell away from his neck and fell backwards, his body also fell backwards.

At this moment, the elf patriarchs were blown up on the spot, and more than a dozen patriarchs who had been sitting and watching the excitement also jumped up one after another, and one after another, they aimed their longbows at Jiandia from ten angles.

"Sit down and talk." Jiandia said lightly, and her fingertips slowly pulled the bowstring again, ignoring all the threats in front of her.

This is an elf with poor control, the muscles on his cheeks are trembling, Zhongdia's attitude is very clear, either obey me or kill me, or, I will kill you! But if they really did, even if they could kill Fidia, how many of them would be able to get out alive? ! Magic Arrow Jiandia, she is one of the few elves who has mastered various types of magic, and until now, she has not released magic arrows with mass destruction!

"Calm down, everyone!" Seeing that the longbow in Jiandia's hand was getting fuller and fuller, one elf couldn't bear the pressure and cried out, and then turned his gaze to Fidia: "Jandia , You said that he will be killed by the orcs, what is going on?, In order to show his sincerity, he sat down while talking ~IndoMTL.com~ Fidia frowned, as if thinking about what to say, she His fingers also slowly let go of the bowstring 2 "Everyone sit down, sit down. The elf who sat down first breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Even if everyone opposes Fidia's decision, we should first figure out why Fidia wants us to do that, right?" "

Actually, it doesn't need to be said by him, seeing Fidia let go of the bowstring, all the elves sat down one by one, even the elves who were standing were no exception, so as not to irritate Diya again. They are not afraid of fighting. The problem is that there must be a purpose and a reason to kill or be killed.

"The orcs are about to launch a massive attack on us"

"Impossible!" exclaimed an elf patriarch.

Phidia turned her head and looked at the ten elf patriarchs. The elf patriarch closed his mouth knowingly. Just now, a group of elves stood up, and Jiandia might not choose him when he launched an attack. Now only He answered the call, and the result can be imagined.

"A lie that will be exposed soon, does it make sense?" Fidia said lightly:

"And..."