Slinger Kingdom - Elf Kingdom, border——


    The sun in the morning gives the earth light. Compared with the shade in the lush forest, the earth outside the forest gets more attention from the sun. There will be such a feeling outside the plant race.


    Outside the big forest, as if rejecting the big forest, many trees are left with wooden piers, replaced by a solid wall made of slightly processed logs.


    On the outside of the wall, the flag swings with the wind and is printed with the emblem of the state of slinger. To be exact, this is the flag of the state of slinger. However, the world is still used to using the emblem. The shape of the flag varies according to the occasion, and there is no distinction between the concept of national flag, party flag and military flag, so it''s better to emphasize the emblem.


    Now this naturally represents the military flag. Why is this? This is the front position of the Sloan Kingdom preparing to attack the elf kingdom.


    Although the fortress can be said to be strong, it can''t resist the attack of the same force. It can only prevent a sneak attack at most, but it''s enough. The strength of the elves is overwhelmingly insufficient compared with that of the religious country. In addition, it''s impossible to take the initiative to send troops due to the loss of troops in the war with Asians some time ago. Therefore, considering that the fortress will become a transit station for supplies according to the advance of the front in the future, It''s a waste of effort to build a strong fortress.


    At the same time, they don''t intend to use magic chanters. Although ordinary magic chanters can completely recover in a day or so even if they drain their magic, the aborigines in this world don''t have a player''s skill card slot. They have to spend their energy to learn any skills and magic. It''s impossible to learn too much magic that determines a person''s career. Therefore, magic chanters who learn magic related to civil engineering, To put it bluntly, "super builders" generally have poor combat effectiveness. It is not impossible for elves to kill several magic chanters quickly in a guerrilla way and then retreat immediately. It is impossible for the church to provide a group of guards for every "super builder".


    These are the reasons why clauspis saw the construction of the fortress dragging on.


    At present, it is the beginning of spring, which is more suitable for activities than the midwinter, and although the vitality of the forest begins to rise, it is still far from the peak, which is suitable for human soldiers. However——


    The door of the simple wooden house used as the temporary headquarters was suddenly opened with a bang from the outside, and a messenger stumbled in.


    "Will... General!"


    "Improper, why are you so flustered! What happened!"


    "There''s no time to come leisurely! General! The elf who calls himself... The ELF KING directly jumped over the wall and came in!"


    "What are you talking about!"


    It''s unbelievable that the enemy''s King came directly to the front line and jumped into the enemy''s camp or something.


    "What do the garrison do to eat?"


    "No... I can''t see. According to the person who escaped, I can''t see the man''s hand at all, and all the people around me die, although I don''t know why I didn''t pursue......"


    A small soldier can''t see it, but it''s like this in the eyes of the general: let the strong in the hero field attack fiercely when they are not ready for the war, but deliberately let some people run away and bring the terror back to suppress the army''s morale.


    "But there is no doubt that war will begin soon!" the herald continued.


    In this world, sometimes the combat power of a high-level unit can equal an army. The strength of the Herald is not very good, and the level is single digits. It can be seen that the army in the barracks is ravaged by one person alone, and the opponent is the strong one to that extent. There is no doubt that one person can start a war.


    "Let the church forces call the temple of angels as much as possible and retreat temporarily," said the commander.


    "General! Will you give up? Retreat without war, but you have to......" the adjutant hesitated and bowed his head to his superior.


    "If the opponent sends a strong man who can kill our garrison here, it is the enemy that the six color Scripture can deal with. Even if we fill here with the blood of our compatriots, we will not win the battle," said the commander.


    "But..."


    But the commander interrupted the adjutant with a wave of his hand: "stop talking. I will apologize for the current situation caused by unfavorable prediction of the enemy''s movement and lack of preparation. Give orders and sound the horn of retreat."


    "Yes!"


    Not long after the herald left, a handsome young man in gorgeous clothes opened the door and walked in seemingly leisurely, so leisurely that he didn''t hold his weapons in his hands and carried his hands behind him.


    "You are!" the commander stared. The ears of the comer were long and sharp. It was the enemy!


    "Zhengzheng!" the guards of the adjutants around have taken the lead in drawing out their swords.


    The commander''s reaction was a little slow. He was not so nervous as confused by the sudden fierce battle.


    In this room, except for him and the spirit in front of him, no one fell in a pool of blood.


    More specifically, it took him a few seconds to understand. The elf still didn''t pick up his bow and dagger, but just flicked the sword cut by the first guard with one hand, grabbed the guard''s arm, shook him like a meteor hammer, and patted the second guard on the ground, Then he smashed the first guard who had become a corpse into his adjutant, and then the adjutant became a corpse.


    The elves are good at techniques, such as bowing and nature magic. The elves did not use any of them. They settled here with their brute force. You should know that their guards are at least comparable to those of Mithril adventurers (about level 20).


    "Let the king wait here for so long, is that all the strongest people who can concentrate? There is no one who can interest me." the elf king said bored.


    "Maybe, there is?" the commander grinned. He could only smile at this time.


    "Yes, indeed. It''s a pity not to be here."


    The ELF KING spat unhappily on the ground. Last night, Claus piss hoped that he could attack the military camp of the church country at the specified time, but the ELF KING with his own ideas and pride didn''t plan to come when Claus piss''s gun was called, and came to see if there was a new "Princess" to marry.


    As a result, I didn''t meet the fire extinguishing Scripture troops still on the road.


    Originally, Claus PICH wanted the ELF KING to bleed some blood from the anus of the six color Scripture troops of the church country. She took the opportunity to do something again, and that was the result.


    "It''s good to give you another chance. This is your only chance to compete directly with the king. If you miss this opportunity, you humans will have to slowly fill my country with your own quantity."


    (to be continued)