The Queen of the Wood Elves, Aleil, was a giant in terms of height. She was even taller than the two Laing's combined. As a demigod, Aleil was the incarnation of the Elven Mother Goddess Isa. However, one couldn't easily equate the incarnation with the main body. There was an inexplicable connection between the two. According to the Goddess of the Lake and Olica, there could be many incarnations (provided that one had to be prepared carefully). Only when the incarnation was possessed by a god and killed by a mortal would the god truly die.
After teaching his two sons a lesson, Laing and Suria met with the Queen of the Wood Elves, Aleil. She was so tall that the door would be too short or the room would be too cramped, so Laing met with her in the courtyard.
As usual, Alaier was still doing her absolute isolation diplomacy. She expressed that anything outside had nothing to do with Azoloren, and at the same time, repeatedly reminded Leon to remember to restrain his subordinates from entering Azoloren Forest, or else Aisley would bestow upon them the wrath of thunder.
However, the Wood Elves still needed Laing's help. Aleil said that if they received news of the appearance of Mogul, they could inform Azoloren immediately. Laing and Aleil would personally lead an army. If Brittany was in trouble, they could also inform the Wood Elves to come and help. If they were really in big trouble and urgently needed to borrow the World Root Tunnel of the Wood Elves, they could also discuss it.
All in all, the Wood Elves were really kind to Laing. Thus, the two sides signed a further cooperation agreement. The Wood Elves would continue to provide Laing with jewelry, silk, medicine, and Elven warhorses. In return, Laing would provide sufficient food, wood, various ores, salt, and livestock.
Some might ask, why did the Wood Elves need so much wood?
Actually, the reason was very simple. The Asoloren Forest had never been the sole property of the wood elves. In essence, the owners of the forest were the Ents and Dryads. After the three Ancient Ents met with problems, the Forest Soul Essences and Ents had become extremely disgusted with the existence of the wood elves. The reason why they could continue to tolerate the wood elves was that the Divine Sword Tree King Dursu knew that the Ents and Forest Soul Essences alone were unable to protect the entire forest. Also, the Ancient Ent Adanhu had hoped that the wood elves and Ents could coexist peacefully before his death, so there was no civil war.
Therefore, if the wood elves wanted to obtain wood from Azoloren Forest, they could only use a very conservative method to obtain a small amount of wood without harming the trees. The wood elves were huge consumers of wood, so most of the wood they consumed could only be imported from outside.
As for the forest outside … that wasn't the home of the wood elves, nor was it a magical forest with a forest essence. The wood elves didn't care.
"I hope you can live longer. It's been a long time since I've seen such a reliable, capable king who knows how to restrain his subordinates." Before leaving, Queen Alere said impatiently, "I hope you can live as long as Trunks."
"Trunks?" Suria was puzzled. Who was this person?
"Trunks is our contact in Marlin Castle. He's responsible for contacting the St. Lorenzo Forest in the Nords Kingdom … Oh, you humans call it the Laurenzo Forest. He was born in the 76th year of your human Empire's calendar. This year, he's considered to have entered the ranks of the elders in Aisley," Alere explained. "He's qualified to attend the Forest Council."
Laing was speechless.
Born in the 76th year of the Empire's calendar. Didn't that mean that the wood elf was already over 2400 years old?
No wonder the high elves were short-lived in front of the wood elves. This lifespan … Laing thought to himself. You're still too young to compete with me in terms of longevity. I won't die even if you die! The Sun King spread out his hands. "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I'll definitely live longer than Trunks!"
"I hope so." Aleil was a little surprised that the human in front of her actually dared to boast, but when she thought about how his brothers were all demigods and his own special abilities, she did not say much. The Queen of the Wood Elves clapped her hands, and a team of Legendary Wood Elves, led by the Thorn Sisters, a small number of Eternal Guards and Wild Forest Rangers, presented the gift of the Wood Elves to Leon. "We are grateful that you have solved many problems for us since you ascended the throne. This is a token of our friendship, please kindly accept it."
The gifts of the wood elves were extremely sumptuous.
25 pure-blooded elven warhorses.
100 hybrid elven warhorses.
Two hundred Starfire Green Leaf Bows.
300 green leaf spears.
Five hundred hybrid elven mule horses. These strong mule horses were a cross between an elven warhorse and an Azoloran donkey. Each mule could carry up to 2000 kilograms and could travel 40-45 kilometers in a day. The maximum load could last for three days! Anything below 1500 kilograms could be transported for a long time. It wouldn't be a problem to pull seven or eight tons. Of course, the amount of food it ate in a day was also astonishing. It ate about 8 kilograms of corn, 15 kilograms of straw or wheat bran, and of course, it was best to have some fine feed and sweet fruits.
450 barrels of wood elven fruit wine.
More than 100 boxes of various medical herbs.
There were also all kinds of gifts, such as dried meat, elven jewelry, silk, ornaments, pottery, handicrafts, and countless others.
Large batches of goods were delivered outside the castle. The Nur nobles were drooling as they watched.
Was this the wood elves' trade?
They loved it, they loved it!
But what disappointed these Nur nobles was that no matter what they said, no matter what conditions they offered, no matter how they tried to contact them, the wood elves just coldly shook their heads. They said that they would only trade with the Oliver Chamber of Commerce and that they were the only designated monopoly.
The wood elves were very sincere to him. Laing smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he clapped his hands.
The Knight King Kingdom also gave their gifts.
20 sets of dwarven master rune full-body armor.
Two hundred sets of exquisite armor made by the dwarves.
100 sets of dwarven rune weapons.
More than two thousand exquisite weapons of the dwarves.
Dozens of tons of ore.
3 million kilograms of barley, rye, wheat-based grain, and various agricultural products. (The wood elves didn't farm. They basically relied on picking fruits, hunting, and animal husbandry for their food.)
100 tons of sea salt.
20 tons of white and brown sugar.
Twelve thousand livestock and thirty thousand chickens and ducks.
500 barrels of Brittany wine.
10,000 cubic meters of wood. There would be more in the future.
Of course, there was also the last and most valuable gift. 100 pieces of amber, collected from all over the old world.
"It's always a pleasure to work with you, Sun King." Aleil accepted these things with satisfaction. The Wood Elf Queen was obviously satisfied with Laing's gift. "If there is any civil strife among the humans in the future, Aleil will stand by your side."
"I hope we never do." Laing nodded.
Aleil left with her people. She had already completed this meeting and would directly leave Gene and return to the King's Forest of Azeroth. The harvest this time was very good. The Wood Elf Queen took the two elven girls, the Twilight Sisters, and two teams of Thorn Sisters to escort a large number of goods and left under the cover of the night.
Similarly, the goods sent by the wood elves made Laing unable to resist pulling Suria over and kissing his wife's face. "My wife! So many good things, I'll give them all to you! "
"Really, everyone is here!" Sulia was still not used to being too intimate with her husband in front of so many people. The female knight slapped Ryan shyly and angrily.
"Eh! Daddy and Mommy are publicly showing off their love in public! " Devonshire appeared out of nowhere. His son looked at his parents from the corner of his eyes and deliberately shouted, "Daddy likes to bully mommy, especially at many times. He must make mommy look shy to be happy. What a bad daddy!"
"Hahahahaha!" The surrounding Old Guard and knights laughed loudly. Only Suria hid behind her husband in embarrassment and buried her head in Laing's back.
"Mommy, you go up and kiss daddy too!" Frey Derick was even more excited. The young baron clapped his hands and shouted in public, "Mommy, quickly prove that you don't lose to Aunt Suria!"
"You stinky son, what are you talking about?!" Emilia was so angry that she wanted to hit her son's head.
"Mommy, I'm saying this for your own good!" Frey Derick continued to shout loudly to attract everyone's attention. His eldest son said loudly, "Mommy, quickly go up and kiss her. Aunt Suria can kiss her face, but you can kiss her mouth too! We can't admit defeat! Mommy, you can do it! Your son will always cheer for you! "
"Hahahahaha!" The entire duke's castle was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!" Emilia was about to explode. How did she raise a son who only knew how to sell his mother all day long? The Countess of the Empire signaled her son to come over and be beaten. Frey Derick ran away with a smirk, "Mommy, you're still pretending! When we were in Nur, you always called daddy's name in your dreams, and you even took out daddy's love letters to read from time to time! "
"You, you, you, you, you! Laing! " Emilia was too embarrassed to face anyone. The Countess of the Empire stomped her feet and shouted at Laing, "Look at your son! It's none of your business. I, I'm leaving! "
After that, the Countess of the Empire lifted her skirt and ran away.
It's time to find something for my two sons to do. Otherwise, I'll give them a good beating! Laing was speechless.
There were two most annoying ages for boys. The first was when they were about 6 to 9 years old. At this age, they dared to do anything. The second age was when Devonshire and Frey Derick were about the same age. They were in their rebellious period.
When they returned home that night, Laing caught his two sons and taught them a lesson. At the same time, Laing threatened them that if they continued to be so rebellious, he would lock them up until the little Queen left.
They quickly said that they wouldn't dare to do it again. Laing was so angry that smoke came out of his head.
He really didn't understand why his two sons were fascinated by the Eternal Queen.
What? You're saying that there are pointy ears in my backyard?
That's right, but I'm not fascinated by pointy ears. I'm the one who fascinated them!
Laing didn't have much time to worry about this. He had many things to do the next day.
Early the next morning, the energetic Devonshire and Frey Derick woke up early and brought a few attendants to the Blue House to see the little Queen.
Alissanda's attitude seemed to have changed slightly. The little Queen was more polite and willing to talk today. She expressed that she hoped that Devonshire would bring her around Zeon City and Glamorgan's territory, where King Laing had made his fortune. Devonshire nodded excitedly when he saw that the little Queen had chosen him.
Frey Derick was a little disappointed when he saw this. Alissanda then gave him a charming smile. Devonshire's eldest son didn't have any objections and hurriedly followed after her. "I'm familiar with this place too! Your Highness. "
After walking around Zeon City, Alissanda noticed the Old Guard's barracks in the distance. The barracks occupied a large area and there was a routine drill going on.
From afar, the entire building seemed to have some kind of special power that shone brightly.
"Do you see that power? Torrendil. " White Tower Archmage Alamir said to the Dragon Prince, "As the Prince of Kaldor, you should be familiar with that kind of thing."
"The soul of a strong army." The Dragon Prince's expression was unusually serious. He muttered to himself, "An army that has only been formed for a dozen years can actually train such a thing. These monkeys … Humans are in for a good time."
Here's the chance. Alissanda smiled at Devonshire and spoke politely. Her beautiful emerald eyes were filled with curiosity. "I've long heard of the majesty of the old guard. Mr. Devonshire, may I ask if we can go in and take a look?"
Frey Derick frowned.
Devonshire was stunned. The eldest son of the Sun King seemed to have something in his eyes. The baron pretended to think for a while and reluctantly said, "Your Highness, I'll have to go in and ask Marshal Bertrand and Sir Raymond. Please wait a moment."
"Okay." Alissanda's eyes glowed. The beautiful little queen gently reached out her hands and pulled the sides of her skirt. She took a step back with her right foot and bowed, making an impeccable etiquette.
It seemed that the secret of the Sun King's rise would fall on the baron's head.
… I'm the section dividing line that shines in your eyes …
While the little queen and the others were visiting the Old Guard's barracks, Laing was having breakfast with Belegar, the King of Eight Peaks Mountain. His son, Little Sol Green, had also come.
Ever since his last visit to Brittany, Belegar had not gone far. The King of Eight Peaks Mountain had toured the southern kingdoms and the north coast of Araby. On one hand, he wanted to see if there were any dwarves who were willing to join Eight Peaks Mountain and contribute to their great revival. On the other hand, he wanted to buy rare metals from everywhere for the repair and production of dwarven colossi.
Belegar really did find two groups of people. The first group was Changdelang's pirate group. This group was originally a dwarven merchant group. However, they encountered a storm at sea and all their goods sank to the bottom of the sea. Changdelang and the others had no way to repay their debts, so they could only choose to become pirates and bear the price of breaking the contract. They all shaved their heads and trimmed their beards to become dwarven butchers.
Belegar gave them a chance to return to dwarven society. As the King of Eight Peaks Mountain, he had such authority. Naturally, the dwarven pirates also hoped to return to dwarven society. Both sides hit it off immediately.
The second group was a dwarven exploration team of about two to three hundred people on the north coast of Araby. After they finished mining, they spent their days there because their home in the old world had long been conquered by the Skaven Ratmen. When they heard that the King of Eight Peaks Mountain, who had killed Headhunter Quake, had come, they were all willing to join the Angran clan. Belegar successfully incorporated them into his army.
Of course, as long as Laing called for them, Belegar would immediately bring them over.
Breakfast was laid out on the table: toast, Thuringian sausages, fried eggs, two slices of fried bacon, two slices of tomatoes, a small bowl of stewed beans, and a cup of steaming goat milk.
Belega didn't hold back at all, eating and drinking as if it were his own home. He praised the human's culinary skills while telling the dark elves to bring more. Olica nodded with a sweet smile and arranged for Sylvia and the other maids to work overtime.
"Brother Belegar, I've prepared a total of two hundred hybrid elven mules and four hundred ordinary mules and horses for you." Laing took out a list and handed it to Belegar, whose white beard was covered in sauce and goat milk.
"Well, with these mules and horses, I can follow the plan brother Laing gave me and convert the elite dwarven army of Eight Peaks Mountain into mules and horses." Belegar took a look at the list, and the King of Eight Peaks Mountain nodded happily.
The mobility of the dwarven army had always been a huge problem. The dwarves were good at marching long distances, but they were very slow at short distances. Moreover, when it came to the transportation of supplies and cannons, they were still very backward. Although the steam locomotive was invented in the Rapids Mountain Pass, it was only limited to the roads near the Rapids Mountain Pass.
Therefore, Laing took the initiative to propose the idea of converting the dwarven army into mules and horses, which meant that the weapons and soldiers of the dwarven army would be carried by mules and horses, while the infantry would still fight on foot. At the same time, the artillery would be converted into mules and horses, and the heavy cannons and war machines would be used to ensure mobility and fast transportation in battle.
However, the dwarven kingdoms all rejected Laing's idea of converting the dwarven army into mules and horses on the grounds that "the laws of the ancestors couldn't be changed". Even the King of Breeze Castle, Lorek Hand of Granite, thought that it was an insult. How could the noble dwarves sit on a cart pulled by mules? "Are you humans looking down on us?"
Only Belegar and his Dwarves of Eight Peaks Mountain thought that they could give it a try. For the Dwarves of Eight Peaks Mountain, they had a relationship of life and death with the Brittany. Eight Peaks Mountain was also reclaimed by the Brittany led by Laing. In this case, Belegar and his Dwarves of Eight Peaks Mountain felt that Brother Laing wouldn't cheat them. Moreover, the awakened Valaya had once endorsed Laing, so there was no reason to talk about the laws of the ancestors couldn't be changed.
So why not try out Brother Laing's idea?
Perhaps this could bring an epoch-making change to the dwarves who didn't have an advantage in speed!
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