Chapter 877 (2/2)
Before the fairy could finish, she heard a loud noise from the direction of the cloud canopy tree, and a cloud of smoke rose into the sky.
The stunned morning star Forest Elves were shocked!
The expression of the middle-aged elves was hard to see for a moment - isn't that where the imperial missions were temporarily stationed.
The elves of the fog moon court... Are they going to hang the mission and then take the whole ancient wood forest to fight the Empire?
”Luca, what should we do?” the fairy's expression was extremely tangled and complex.
”Liya, now take some smart soldiers to the settlement of the wasteland forest and other Eastern settlements immediately - tell them that this is the order of the elf elder. All the elves gather in the cloud crown tree and ask them to inform other settlements after notification.”
”In a word, the more, the better. It's best to mobilize the elves in the fog moon court!”
The middle-aged elf immediately regained his composure and calmly arranged: ”the remaining morning star forest and dancers, follow me to the rescue first, and they must not hurt a cold hair of the imperial mission!”
The voice fell, but the silent fairy stood still, and her expression was still very complex.
”Luca... You mean, we're going to aim our spears at the fog moon court... At our cell families?”
”That's the last thing I want to do in my life, but if I have to do it... I won't hesitate.” the middle-aged elf sighed and put her hand on the ELF's shoulder - at the moment, Leia's expression is not like a war dancer at all, but more like a frightened little girl who will be awakened by a nightmare.
Although she was a little girl.
”Remember, Leia, we are the elves of the morning star forest. We will never aim our spears at our cell race and friends.” press the shoulder of the Female Elf hard, and Luca and her head are against each other, looking at each other:
”But we also have the responsibility to stop the cell race and friends from making contradictions and mistakes and sober them up - this is what we will and must do now.”
The painful fairy nodded tremblingly.
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”Boom --!!”
Three alchemy bombs exploded outside the camp, but at the moment of golden red fire, the surrounding war dancers had quickly dodged; There were no casualties except a few choked and frightened by the smoke.
There was a flash of consternation on Lucian's face, but then his face became more belligerent.
That's right... War dancers, don't let me down too much.
After the roar and sound, before the smoke and dust dispersed, the war dancers in the fog moon court had already waved their long guns and leaped up.
”Rush - kill them all!”
As the voice fell, nearly 100 war dancers had torn open the rolling smoke and launched a surprise attack on the small camp.
Bully the widows with the crowd -!
In the smoke, the Byrne Knights waving big swords with both hands can only see countless sharp spears pouring out from all directions and hurling at themselves fiercely.
”Dang --!”
A Byrne knight standing in the front row swung away his spear, raised his heavy hands and big sword, and waved to the war dancers who had opened the empty door with the momentum of cutting everything.
”Poof --!”
Another Byrne knight standing behind him only felt his cheeks cool. When he looked up again, he saw that the strange spear had penetrated the throat of the robe in front of him, and the tip of the spear was close to his cheek.
The next second, the spear tip was pulled out, and the young war dancer cut off the head of the Byrne knight with a horizontal spear and stuck it to the edge of the armor; ”Clang!” with a sound, his heavy hands and big sword fell to the ground and never got up again.
Only for war dancers who hunt in the forest and fight against ogres, well-trained and large-scale Legion infantry and knights... Are enemies they have never heard of.
”This is the fog moon court, the land of elves... We can't last long.”
With a backhand sword, he picked up the long gun stabbed into the stone wall. Lucian looked anxiously at Peter FASA and ashmai: ”get ready to withdraw to the cloud crown tree and break out from here after saving ain!”
”No, absolutely not!”
Peter looked surprised, as if he remembered something. He quickly stopped and said, ”we must not withdraw, otherwise we will be fooled!”
”Hmm? You stinky night watchman, what are you talking about?! ain, he's still alive and dead...”
”Lord Lucian, please calm down!”
Just when the grey pupil boy was about to pull the collar to lift Peter up, Halin van achamay suddenly opened his mouth and pressed Lucien's shoulder:
”Peter FASA is a night watchman, a friend of Loren, and your current comrade in arms - please don't doubt too much. He has his reason for saying so.”
”But...” Lucian looked anxiously at the cloud canopy behind him.
He didn't worry about the lives of the two people behind him and himself. He was worried about how he could explain to Loren if the meeting failed and he couldn't protect the little wizard?
”With all due respect, I feel that the safest thing at present is ayin Rand.” the calm ashamed looked dignified and said if he pointed out: ”what's more, this' drama 'is far from coming to an end.”
”Drama, drama? You mean...”
”Yes, the protagonists have not appeared yet. How can they end easily?”