Four Hundred and Nine Welcome to Grecon

One foot stepped on the corpse of a demon dog covered in black blood, and a slender man wearing bright armor returned the long sword in his hand to the scabbard around his waist.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at the black eagle flag of Alan Hill flying in the distance through the visor with gorgeous patterns, let out a long breath, and whispered softly: "Finally, it's... …”

He had pointed ears on the sides of his helmet, and behind him stood a flag-bearer with a green vine flag, and rows of neatly dressed soldiers.

A little further behind, you can vaguely see a huge floating city. On the city is a towering giant tree that is even bigger than a mountain.

"Greken is ahead." The armored warrior at the head was the elf envoy Falai, who had visited Alan Hill.

Standing beside him was another elf general. This man was holding a helmet, and he didn't take action in the battle just now.

At this time, he also looked at the black golden eagle flag in the distance, and asked with some doubts: "Grecon's flag has been changed? Why is the black golden eagle flag? Why can't I remember that there is such a flag in human history. ?"

Yes, before the rise of Ailan Hill, it was only a small city lord. Even the oldest city lord of Seris, it is only a few hundred years of inheritance. The thousand-year-old elf general in front of him will naturally not remember. There is such a small role.

Farai knew it clearly, reached out and took off the armor on his head, hugged his waist and pointed to the front and said, "That's what I said, the emerging human empire, the flag of Alan Hill."

"The country that chopped down trees, destroyed the environment, and created a bunch of messy machines like the dwarves?" Obviously, the elf general in front of him had a bad impression of Alan Hill.

Among the elves, there are quite a few people who agree with the dwarves' approach, but that is already the limit of most elves. Their love for the environment is a continuation of their own beliefs and race, unimaginable by other races.

Therefore, when it comes to Alan Hill, which destroys the environment and pollutes the land, many elves hate it - not only hostility, but they have a strong will to declare war with Alan Hill.

If it wasn't that the elves had nowhere to go this time, the high elves would definitely have a good talk with Alan Hill about important issues about the environment.

It's a pity that the current elves are no longer the powerful elves they used to be. They have now lost their territory, lost almost all of their troops, and their reserves have been exhausted.

At this moment, they are called the dog of the bereavement when they say it nicely, and they are almost at the end of the road when they say it badly.

"Although I also hate that country, they are really strong..." Falley explained to his companions: "They suppressed the two magical eyes, maybe they are the last hope of this world."

"They were able to suppress the two magic eyes, and they only depended on us to defend the main force of the demon army..." The elf general sneered, and then sighed again: "Anyway... it's too late to say anything now. ."

He looked at the huge magic eye in the distance and shook his head: "I also hope that they are strong enough, so that we can buy enough time for us to recuperate. If we have enough time, we can make The elves will continue for years or even decades."

"Yeah, I hope they are strong enough..." Speaking of the tragic future and the doomed ending of the elves, Falai's face also darkened, and he said in a low voice, "I don't want to see the destruction of the elves with my own eyes. "

Just as they were talking, a group of ten eight-wheeled heavy armored reconnaissance vehicles painted in green camouflage rushed over quickly.

The nimble movements of these bulky armored vehicles off-road made the elf soldiers who formed the phalanx show curious eyes.

The heavy tires rolled over the body of the demon dog on the side of the road, and with the expansion and contraction of the shock absorption system, it looked really handsome.

Then, when they looked closely, the armored vehicles covered with mud were parked a few hundred meters away from the elf phalanx, and they seemed to be looking at these unfamiliar visitors who came from afar.

"The other party doesn't seem to have radio equipment!" The commander of the reconnaissance company, who had been shouting at the radio for a long time, complained with a look of contempt, "How to communicate with this? It is said that it is the vanguard of the elves, but I can't help it. distinguish?"

"Boss, if you can't do it, let me get in touch directly!" A driver asked impatiently.

"What if it's a demon army?" The company commander said, unwilling to let his men take risks.

"Avenge me if you admit I'm wrong!" There was a hint of determination in the driver's tone, as if he had made a great determination.

Just as they were having a lot of discussion here, Falley, who was holding the helmet over there, pressed his feet lightly, and his body jumped up and fell in front of these Alan Hill armored reconnaissance vehicles, shouting: " I am Falai, the general of the elf clan! I have brought my clan to Greken for thousands of miles, asking for the help of humans!"

"Crack!" The hatch of the reconnaissance vehicle was opened, and the company commander of the reconnaissance company stuck his head out, looked at the superman-like elf magician in the distance, and shouted seriously: "This is the station in Greken. 9th Army Group Defense Area of ​​Ireland Hill! Welcome!"

A few minutes later, the commander of the reconnaissance company, wearing a tactical vest and carrying an assault rifle, walked with a small soldier, stepping on the black mud and the corpse of the demon dog, and walked to the front of the elf phalanx.

He looked curiously at the elven soldiers who were still wearing old-fashioned armor, because this outfit was rarely seen near Alan Hill.

"I was ordered to come and guide the elves into Greken. Your Excellency the Great Magister has communicated with us, and you are allowed to enter Greken, so don't worry, you are safe." The company commander stood in front of the general of the elf tribe, and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, his tone was full of the confidence of an Alan Hill soldier.

The general of the elf race looked ugly. He felt that a human being in front of him did not even have basic respect. This feeling was very bad.

You must know that the elves are a race where all the people are soldiers. Millions of elves, that is, an elite army of millions. In the past, it was definitely a powerful force that people feared to the extreme.

But now, in the eyes of Alan Hill's top management, this powerful race that used to be enough to control the balance of power in the world is just a group of homeless refugees.

The resettlement of refugees requires land and money. These things are all things that Alan Hill lacks, so it is very difficult to give money to a part of the elves - even if these lands are not Alan Hill's own, but in the future It's possible... well, it's just that it could be the land of Alan Hill, isn't it?

"Safe? With all due respect, there is almost no safe place in this world." The elven general couldn't help but confronted a human company commander regardless of his identity.

The company commander didn't know if he didn't hear the other party's sarcasm, or if he heard it but didn't care, he just continued to talk to himself: "We have already issued a confirmation, a few minutes later, in order to cover the elves to enter the Greken. , to distract the demon troops and prevent them from attacking the elf troops from the flank, we will launch an attack."

"Attack?" Falai and his companions repeated the word "attack" subconsciously with interest.

"Yes! Attack! The missile unit will suppress the demons, reduce their numbers, and prevent them from gathering troops..." The company commander nodded confidently.

Then, on his side, near the distant horizon, a huge mushroom cloud rose up like another sun, illuminating the entire sky.

"Look! The attack has started. It's on time." The company commander raised his arm as usual, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said, "On behalf of the 9th Army Group again, welcome to Gray. Ken."

The general of the elf tribe looked at the rising mushroom cloud, his mouth could not close, his handsome face was full of shock, because the rising mushroom cloud was so bright, he even narrowed his eyes.

This expression made him look a little silly, but after seeing the nuclear explosion, he couldn't care about his image for a second.

He didn't feel the fluctuation of the magic power, but just based on the size of the mushroom cloud and the slight vibration of the earth, he could judge that the attack was definitely a destructive level of a super forbidden spell!

Although the elves can launch similar attacks, it will cost a lot of money. Moreover, why can humans do such a powerful attack?

So, almost subconsciously, he looked at Falai and asked with doubts: "Is that an attack beyond the forbidden spell? Humans also have magic gods?"

"I don't know either... However, Lonsadlai is still the leader of Greeken, so they should..." Falay had never seen a real nuclear explosion, and he was also shocked at this time.

When answering the question, he didn't even take his eyes away from the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky, for fear of missing something good.

"That's a nuclear weapon, a weapon produced by our Ailan Hill!" Ailan Hill's company commander interrupted the conversation between the two fools and explained: "It's similar to your bow and arrow, but this bow and arrow It's a bit big...that's not magic...that's, our human technology!"

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