The aftereffects of the one-day war might still be brewing, and a certain someone was facing less trouble than he had imagined. This could also be another situation, which was that he had been thinking too highly of himself before. No one would be fooled by him just because of a little trick.
In short, this was a good thing for a certain someone who was afraid of trouble. However, when he went to teach mathematics at Kabamba Academy, it was inevitable that he would be asked about it by the students who came to class. He treated it as a casual chat, so he explained it again.
On the whole, the days were still peaceful until the second allied army set off …
In fact, as early as the second day after the World Tree Kroy was liberated, the old king of the Amelan Elven Kingdom had sent letters of credence to the remaining three Elven Kingdoms. There were also the holy seals of twenty-three high-ranking members of the Turtledove Alliance. Of course, there was also the pixelated three-headed monkey.
From the perspective of King Andre Pryor, although he had gotten rid of the humiliating title of a loser at the last moment and was now a new member of the alliance. However, everyone was well aware of the actual situation.
Therefore, Andre Pryor actively wanted to perform well in the alliance and obtain true recognition, not simply as a vassal of the World Tree Kroy. At the very least, he could not do worse than that human.
Under such a premise, being able to persuade the remaining three Elven Kingdoms to agree to liberate the enslaved World Trees was undoubtedly a great achievement. Military operations had always been a subsidiary of politics. Moreover, the Elves were used to discussing things in advance and not directly showing off their muscles. Unlike the Beastmen, who only had room for negotiation after a fight.
However, no matter which species of Homo sapiens it was, no one would easily give up the benefits in their hands. The Elves, who were synonymous with kindness, beauty, and peace-loving, were no exception. Perhaps the blessings of the World Tree were monopolized by a few Elven clans, but the various high-level magic materials with the World Tree as the prefix still made the Elven Kingdoms reluctant to give up.
In order to emphasize the seriousness of the matter, King Andre Pryor also stated the various advantages of the Wood Elven Alliance in his letter of credence. The detailed description of these advantages also allowed the remaining three Elven Kingdoms to make targeted arrangements.
Such a result could not be attributed to the ignorance of the old King; it was, perhaps, a deliberate means on his part. On the surface, it was to help everyone, but in reality, it was an act of hindrance. It made people gnash their teeth in hatred, but there was nothing they could do.
As for why the old king dared to do this, it could only be said that he was used to playing tricks and never minded causing trouble for his allies and opponents. Because this was the only way to stand out. Even if the outcome could be worse, it could also be better, right?
No matter what the old Elven King's intentions were, there may have been some who had realized, some who were still in the dark, and some who were slow to realize, but no one really cared about the old Elven King's actions. In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and plots were like flowers in a mirror and the moon in the water.
Perhaps the wood elves' allied army wasn't considered a true top-notch fighting force in the Bewildering Lands, and they couldn't fight a battle between the peak gods. However, if the opponent was at the level of the Elf Kingdom, then there was no doubt that they would be crushed.
After two Sabbath Weeks, the Elven Kingdom of Donbas, which was located in the east of the Mystic Land Continent, finally welcomed the allied army of the wood elves and the two elven kingdoms.
After receiving the letter of credence from the Amelan Kingdom, the Kingdom of Donbas began a series of preparations for war, especially the increase in magic power. The level of the guards in the palace was raised to a level that the kingdom could barely handle. Finally, before the Kingdom of Donbas collapsed, the allied army openly appeared … outside the city.
The archers on the watchtowers were the first elves to notice the abnormality.
Outside the city walls, in the open area where the trees and stones were cleared, a square formation of elves appeared abruptly. As it was a winter morning, the capital was covered in a thin layer of fog. The elves on the east watchtower thought that it was a shadow caused by direct sunlight. However, the more they confirmed it, the more they felt that the shadow was real.
Then, a second and a third shadow appeared. Not long after, the open area outside the city was filled with a dense army formation.
As soon as the third square formation appeared, the squad leader in charge of guarding the city wall hurriedly rang the warning bell. The sound of the warning rose and fell, and in a short period of time, it echoed throughout the city. The guards at the city gate panicked and closed the gate that had just been opened. They also lowered the iron bars, laid down wooden beams, and used all kinds of defensive fortifications to block the city gate.
However, the sudden appearance of the allied army of the wood elves caught them off guard and did not launch a surprise attack. They waited quietly, as if waiting for the Kingdom of Donbas to finish all the defensive preparations.
The wood elves holding the white flag walked slowly, but with an unimaginable speed, they arrived in front of the city gate and within the range of the archers. However, the defending army didn't dare to shoot an arrow. It wasn't only because of the white flag, but also because the Elven warrior's Ground Shrinking Technique. There were only a handful of Elves who could use it to such an extent. A sneak attack with one or two arrows would only anger the enemy, but would not hurt them.
When they arrived at the city gate, the wood elf messenger faced the city wall and shouted in the elven language, "My fellow elves, our army is not an invader. We are here today to liberate the World Tree. We hope that you can give us the location of the Forest of Mystery and give up on harming the World Tree. We are fellow elves who can coexist peacefully, and we will have the opportunity to fight side by side in the future. "
The general in charge of guarding the city gate naturally had to respond. However, if he did not want to speak, he could choose to shoot an arrow to express his attitude. However, this arrow was not so easy to shoot, so he chose to respond. "Fellow elves, our country did not do anything to harm the World Tree as you said. The elves and the Mother Tree have always been in a symbiotic relationship. If you are here for this, then you may leave now. Only the chosen ones know the location of the Forest of Mystery. This rule is common to all elves. Therefore, you have no reason to make any demands. Leave quickly. The living beings under the protection of the Mother Tree should not commit suicide. "
The general in charge of guarding the city replied in such a way. Whether he knew the inside story and said it purely to appease his subordinates, or whether he was also deceived and did not know the truth, no one knew. However, one thing was certain. Every word and action of the elven general was under the orders of the king. The old king of Donbass was hiding in the city tower.
The allied army appeared in a way that he did not expect. It seemed that they were planning to attack the city head-on. Or did the other party want to mobilize the defensive forces from the palace and then use the Rainbow Bridge to break into the palace and capture him? No matter what the other party's plan was, the king of Donbass planned to hide at the frontline. It seemed that this was the safest way.
After the messenger sent by the wood elves received a reply, he returned unhurriedly. Such an attitude more or less caused the guards on the city wall to be indignant.
The Kingdom of Donbass was still standing. It had withstood countless attacks from humans and other Homo sapiens. No matter how ferocious the attacks were, they were all defeated by the city wall. With such a battle record, the elves standing on the city wall could only be filled with pride.
However, although it was not the first time the elves had attacked, it was also the first time in thousands of years. In this world where the elven kingdom was struggling to maintain its order, most elves were actually angry at the wood elves' attack. If they wanted to spill their blood in a civil war, why not spill it on a battlefield against other races?
The torture of preparing for war and blindly waiting for enemies to appear at any time was especially unbearable for most elves. Now that the war was finally about to begin, all the elves felt a sense of relief. Everyone was looking forward to the next battle.
The elven general was about to give a rallying cry on the city wall when the wood elves' allied army began to move. A large group of elves broke out of the formation and slowly advanced. This was the posture of an archer formation ready to shoot. There was no time to give a rallying cry. The general hurriedly gave the order to defend. The captains of the various sections of the city wall were shouting, instructing their subordinates to defend and prepare to shoot.
Looking at the large group of elves advancing horizontally, the guards on the city wall, regardless of whether they were old or new, were not afraid. Not only did they outnumber the wood elves' allied army, they also had the geographical advantage. If they shot down from the city wall, the range would be much longer than the elves who had to shoot up. In other words, before the enemy walked into the distance where they could shoot up, they would have to face the baptism of fire on the city wall.
This understanding made the defending elven army full of confidence and high morale. Everyone was holding back a wave of energy, as if they wanted to release the tense emotions from the past few days in one breath.
Just as the allied army was about to enter the range of the archers on the city wall, the entire army stopped. This confused the elven guards on the city wall. A tall elf walked out of the allied army. He was only a few steps away and held a short bow that was not even as long as his arm.
That elf stood at a distance where it was impossible to shoot. He nocked the useless short bow, drew the bow, and released an arrow. The arrow turned into a blue flame snake in the air, crossing the impossible distance and accurately hitting the city wall. The blue flame spurted out and engulfed the guards on the city wall. The elves who were touched by the flame flower all fell to the ground and rolled around miserably.
All elves were familiar with the characteristics of this bow. The old king hiding in the city tower and spying on the battle couldn't help but curse when he saw this, "Damn it, that guy Andre even took out a treasure like the Elven Emperor's Bow! He still has some backbone after all. "
The Elven Emperor's Bow was a god-level magic weapon bestowed by the gods. Not only was it powerful, but it also had a longer shooting range than ordinary strong bows. Fortunately, there was only one of this level of weapon …
The old king rejoiced when he saw the wood elves at the forefront of the allied army all nocked their bows and nocked their arrows. It was as if the command of a commander came from the wind. The arrows shot out in unison turned into colorful flame snakes. They were densely packed and almost covered half the sky. They were all aimed at a section of the city wall.
In an instant, the section of the city wall that was ravaged by all kinds of magic effects turned into a hellish scene. The soldiers stationed there didn't even have a chance to cry out before they were drowned by the countless magic attacks.
The effects of the offensive magic didn't last for long. After losing all the fuel that could be burned, the magic flames immediately dissipated. All that was left was a charred ground and ashes left behind by some unknown object. Only the city wall that the elves of the Donbas Kingdom were proud of and had gone through countless battles and was enhanced with various defensive magic effects was still standing, just like before the war.
Note: The number of twenty-one high seats in the previous text was a mistake. There should be twenty-two of them. Including the new members, there are twenty-three of them today.
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