Chapter 1158, Meet An Mir

The latest website: Athel Loren Great Forest, Monarch Forest, where the Oak of Ages is located.

Alaier's chosen champion, the hero of the wood elves, Alaros - the hero is reading Ryan's letter, his face is covered with black lines.

A million soldiers, a thousand members of the Holy Grail?

Who are you kidding?

lie to yourself? How many troops do you have yourself without a clue? To lie to serfs? useful?

lie to us? Although Eslai is autistic, he knows the situation of the whole old world very well. Wood elf mercenaries, wild forest rangers and intelligence organizations from all over the world have continuously sent information to this big forest. If Ryan It is said that he has pulled out a hundred thousand troops, maybe Alaros will send someone to confirm, a million troops... is too much.

Lied to the Beastmen? Beastman's IQ needs to be cheated? Can you cheat? Morgul has always been known for lacking wisdom and relying on instinct, and it is useless to deceive it.

In short, Alaros really couldn't understand why Ryan did this.

However, during the long expedition, Alaros did gain enough experience. After thinking about it for a while, he faintly felt that he seemed to have caught something.

He is acting.

You know he's acting.

He knows you know he's acting.

But he is still acting.

And obviously intends to continue acting.

It made Alaros want to give Ryan a "fair and fair" tapestry.

Lord Tasian can feel that Ryan is not a fool. Since he did this, he must have other intentions. The current situation is that the alliance between Brittany and the wood elves is closely related and is in a situation of advancing and retreating together.

Since you want to act, then simply act the whole set.

Alaros wrote: "Respected His Majesty the King of Knights, Ryan Malcador, the letter has been received, and Queen Alaier is already in Anmir to prepare for the ceremony. I will have full command of all the forces of Essler. All will be assigned to his subordinates, reinforcements will be drawn from the ten kingdoms, and a total of recruited... recruited..."

Alaros hesitated for a moment,

Simply write down: "The total force is 400,000."

That's right! You have a million lions, and I have an army of 400,000!

1.4 million troops! Isn't the cricket mogul easy to decide?

After finishing writing, Alaros, who usually seldom talks, but likes to joke and play humor, burst out laughing. The lord of the Woodlands of Tassien was lying on the table, almost laughing out of tears.

To whom are we Esley and this group of chivalrous patients acting? empire? Isn't the Empire too busy dealing with the chaos in the north and preparing for the Sylvanian crusade? Southern country? The southern countries have never cared about this side. Could it be that they are acting for the dwarfs in the mountains?

What do those short people know?

Alaros smiled for a moment, then his face became serious again.

Now Queen Alaier is presiding over the ceremony, the Twilight sisters are away, Orion has not yet been resurrected, and Alaros is the actual principal of the wood elves. He has recently faced a series of problems.

First of all, according to the recent news from the major kingdoms, the wood elves have discovered a worrying problem-the number of newborns is decreasing, and the corruption of chaos is increasing. Many dryads have become more hostile to the existence of wood elves and are constantly trying to steal At the same time, due to the failure of the great guardian, the erosion of the magic net and the big forest by the wind of chaos caused animals to mutate, food sources decreased, and beastmen spawned from time to time in the forest.

This is also the reason why the wood elves and the knight kingdom signed a military alliance. The wood elves urgently need a more comfortable external environment, a stable enough source of food, minerals, commodity imports and sufficient export trade profits to ensure the vitality and prosperity of society. stable birth rate.

Maybe many people think that Alaros is brave and foolish, maybe he used to be, but now Alaros is deliberately letting everyone retain this inherent impression so that he can benefit from it.

Alaros has studied the population decline of high elves and dwarves. The reason why high elves have population decline has already been mentioned above (high happiness, high welfare, involution), so I won’t repeat it here. As for the population of dwarves , Alaros has also studied it seriously.

For example, in the dwarf kingdoms of Breeze Castle Dwarves, Copper Mountain Castle Dwarves, and Horn Castle Dwarves, most dwarf women will not have more than four children in their lifetime, but the Haimenguan Dwarves, Eight Peaks Mountain Dwarves, and Eternal Peak Dwarves Dwarf women mostly give birth to more than eight dwarves?

It’s very simple. Alaros has never been to Eternal Peak, but King Belega and King Belenov of Eight Peaks Mountain and Haimen Pass strongly encourage childbearing, more children and more subsidies, enjoy many childbirth benefits and guaranteed educational opportunities, Belega even It is announced that giving birth to more than eight children will directly award the "Hero Mother Medal". Even if you give birth, try your best to give birth, and the kingdom will pay for it. Let's have more children and contribute to the revival of the Angrund clan!

The Bafeng Mountain dwarves urgently need more population, a large number of people, to be able to defend their homes, mine mines, recover lost land, and rebuild fortresses. Bafeng Mountain is too big, and most of the dozen fortresses, workshops, and mines inside are empty. A lot of opportunities for advancement are waiting for everyone. Bellegar promises that no matter how humble and weak the clan children are, they will have the opportunity to become lords and join the Angrund oath guard. Countless jobs are waiting for the newborn of the Angrund clan. and all the dwarven settlers.

Therefore, Alaros is not only happy to see the alliance with the Knight Kingdom, but also thinks it is necessary. In Eisley, he is a staunch "Lion supporter" (although there are factors of love for the house and black due to Lilith) However, when Alaire was away, it was Alaros who resisted all opinions and suppressed the opposition to the conclusion of a military alliance and the formation of a coalition with Britannia.

But he also murmured in his heart, in order to form an alliance, is it really necessary to give Sister Twilight to Devonhill as a maid?

If you want to interfere with external forces, the wood elves have always adhered to two policies. First, if the opponent is a faint king, then it is best to control him. Everything is based on the interests of the wood elves. In fact, in the long history, many Dukes of Brittania That's how it's controlled.

If the other party is a powerful Mingjun, then the wood elves will keep an eye on their appearance when they are in distress, actively release kindness and help, let the other party remember the favor, and give priority to the interests of the wood elves when considering the interests of their own country. That's what Ryan did with Karl Franz.

What is it to arrange for Devonhill? He has the right to speak? He has military power?

Alaros actually has thoughts about the Twilight sisters, but now he can only accept it.

The second thing is a magical letter placed on the table, from the high elves Prince Iris of the Kingdom of Iris and the Second Archmage Bellanna of the White Tower Magister Council of the Kingdom of Safri you.

This is a request for help. The high elves ask the wood elves for help, hoping that the wood elves can send an army to help rescue the trapped little queen.

Yep, after spending quite a bit of time regrouping his army, Eltharion finally sets out from Yris to head to the Old World to try again to save the little queen, as he promised his best friend Tyrion.

Yris was also invaded by demons, and it took Eltharion a lot of time to drive out the Chaos Demon Legion in the mist, and then he gathered as many troops as possible without affecting Yris' defense - only a thousand The army of more than 200 people, plus Princess Etila's chariot army is only more than 1,400 people.

That's it? ah? That's it? 1400 people also want to save the little queen? Before you, a large group of legendary heroes + 2000 elites + the dwarf high king personally led the support and failed to rescue you. Now that the dwarves ignore you, do you think of our cousins?

The Britannia people next door already have a million troops!

Get out of here and play with your eggs! Alaros tossed the letter aside without thinking.

To this day, many wood elves still miss the Elven Empire and yearn for Ulthuan, but few people understand the ideas of the high elves better than Alaier's God's Chosen Champion-in the eyes of the high elves, Athel Loren is just A colony separated from its homeland for many years, not a sovereign state.

It's an insult.

There are only two men who can command the proud wood elf hero to do what he will not, Ariel and Lilith.

After dealing with everything, Alaros also led the army to set off.

The 20,000-strong wood elf army is the largest army assembled by the wood elves since the last battle of Mousilon.

The Eagle Guard of Taras, the legendary force of the Wood Elves, and the Greyhawk, the personal guard of Alaroth, are ready.

Champion warriors of Vaal from the Forge of Stars, swords in hand, join the ranks.

Hawkeye marksmen of Dracora in the Wild Forest are ready to fight the Morgul again.

The Eisley War Dancers of the Trickster's Forest can't wait to present their magnificent dance moves to Loic, the God of Deceit.

The Eternal Guardians of Winterheart are ready to go.

The woodland cavalry in the Tianhen River section prancing among the woodlands.

The warhawk cavalry of Moonspring Grove skimmed high above the sky.

The Woodland Wardens of Midsummer Reach listen to the whispers of the forest spirits.

It was winter, and the dryads were all sleeping. There would be no dryads' assistance in this battle, but this was nothing to Athel Loren and Alaros.

Because, the hunting season is coming!

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Imperial Calendar 2522, January, Anmir, Land of Withering.

The army of chivalry and the army of wood elves are assembled here.

At first, the army of chivalry stepped into the forest under the guidance of wood elf messengers and guides. Human beings were very curious about all this at first, and forcibly forced themselves in the deep, quiet, and opaque forest. After many, many years, the great forest of Athel Loren still maintains a small part of the original appearance of the world before the arrival of the old saints, which makes the short-lived human beings very curious, and the wood elves They looked at these short-lived ghosts with mocking and mocking eyes and said that.

Poor short-lived ghosts can't understand the web of life and the original power of the Great Forest at all. Even if they are told, their short lifespan and low thinking and logical ability are destined to be unable to understand everything.

Therefore, the vast majority of human questions remain unanswered.

But there are some exceptions, such as...

"Sister Nestella, Sister Arohan, you all usually live here." Devon Hill was sandwiched between two big sisters, and Sister Twilight was holding one of his arms. I am particularly envious of Devonhill's beauty, but only Devonhill knows how passionate and hot his two big sisters are under the frosty surface, and how shy and attractive under the lively and agile one.

"Yes, we usually live in the big forest."

"We often help some family members, little brother~ Are you interested in traveling with us in the deep forest for a few days?"

"If Devin wants to come, we can take you to Uncle Daisy's Starlight Furnace and our oak residence in the King's Forest. There are delicious and fun things in it."

"Come with us, no one will bully you, because we are the only ones who can bully you!"

Sister Twilight, you said to me, Devonhill had no resistance, and was about to agree in a daze. Fortunately, the baron still knew the important thing: "I will ask my father after the war is over."

"Then, it's a deal!" Nestella lightly pecked Devonhill's left cheek.

"You can't escape, little brother." Arohan kissed Devonhill hard on the right cheek.

Devonhill's face turned red, he had forgotten about Alisara, and he decided to follow his father's advice, the most important thing is to cherish the happiness in front of him.

However, as he went deep into the big forest, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

The trees and woodlands first turned from emerald green to soft green to dark green, and then began to turn yellow, decay, and twist.

The woodland is full of chaotic scenes, the whole piece of woodland becomes withered and dead, cancerous tumors grow on the ground, twisted fruits hang on the trees one after another, some are even bigger than a deer, many strange creatures With bumps on their faces and extra hooves, tentacles, and even a head, they look utterly miserable, roaring and attacking anything that comes within sight...even themselves.

Of course, these mobs couldn't stop the chivalry army, and Ryan raised his hand with two psychic storms to deal with them, but the strange scene in front of him was still deeply engraved in everyone's minds.

"This is Anmir, the land of withering." The fairy in the lake walked beside Ryan, with a serious expression on her face: "It used to be a lush and open green forest, but everything changed in a war , the Morgul was slain here, stained forever with his corrupt and filthy blood."

"Why can't Mogul be expelled and then destroyed?" Ryan asked casually.

"Kidile, one of the three ancient tree men, also thinks so." The fairy in the lake wanted to hold Ryan's hand and interlock her fingers, but the goddess thought that she was in a public place, so she pulled Suria over and let Suria held Ryan in one hand and herself in the other, then shook her head with a wry smile: "The ancient treant Kedi Le didn't hate elves and madness at the beginning, but in the battle of pain, a large number of tree spirits couldn't bear the whole body of Morgul. Seeing this, Kodile rushed away from the Beastman army with his body and created a chance for Queen Alaier to face Morgul directly, but it was this zero-distance contact that directly led to Cordele was gradually corrupted and driven to madness."

"On the physical level, as long as one touches Mogul or is drenched in its blood, the only ending is corruption, mutation and madness, and the same is true on the magical level. So far, no creature can truly recover .”

"It's just a mass of self-propelled corruption." Ryan complained: "As long as Mogul stands there, he will continue to corrupt the surrounding environment. Can he live, die, touch, and breathe?"

"Yes." The fairy in the lake nodded.

In the middle of the great forest of Anmir, there is a giant oak tree with twisted branches like sharp claws. The oak tree has been completely dead and decayed to a hollow in the middle, leaving only the twisted skin and madness.

Not a single blade of grass grows within a few kilometers.

The only lifeline came from Queen Alaelle, who was standing under the giant oak tree, and she and a group of thorn sisters were preparing and performing a ceremony.

"Queen Alaier knows more about Mogul, you can ask her yourself." The fairy in the lake motioned Ryan to go up and ask for advice: "Mogul's power is very strange, maybe this will be of great help to you and it next. Fighting helps."

"Well, I see." Ryan bit his fingertips, and the Primarch of the Gray Knight looked at the barren and twisted land of Anmir: "But before that, I have to do something."

The psychic light shines!

The blood of the Primarch dripped, and the entire woodland of Anmir began to groan, and black pus flowed out from the ground!

"Very good, let me see, is Morgul's blood more powerful, or mine!"