Chapter 822 Plan (Part 2)

"War, why are we tug-of-war with mankind now?" On the island of Hope, on a high hillside not far from the port, Avessi was standing there silently, watching what happened at the port.

She stood there, tall, her long hair naturally drifted away, and her length drooped to the base of her feet. When the wind blew, countless hairs formed a beautiful curve.

In the human world, Avessi's appearance is definitely a beauty. Her delicate facial features are perfectly matched, making people unable to help but look over at first sight.

In the world of elves, her appearance can only be considered to be middle-aged and superior.

However, standing on the hillside gives people a feeling of unity with nature.

A level 11 druid, a silver star flashing in the sun.

"Why are we fighting a tug-of-war with humans now? If this continues, even if humans shed twice or even twice the blood, they can still radiate our blood. What kind of result will the elders and Wang Ting want?" At this time, Avesy seemed very unhappy. She sighed slightly, and her eyes fell on the foot of the mountain again, on the road leading to the military base.

The big trucks carrying the wounded were passing one by one on the road below. As soon as her eyes fell on the big trucks, she became a little sad.

With her current exploration skills, she could naturally clearly sense who was sitting and lying in the big carts.

These are all her tribe members. They are all injured and need help and treatment.

Although the magic technique can solve their pain, the pain is inevitable. Besides, the elves died one by one. Although the losses were not too great, how many elves were there?

If one dies, one less is the less, while the number of humans can completely support such wars.

"I... should I go down?" Avesy hesitated.

Although he has an eleventh level druid and has an intermediate healing magic technique, since His Highness Annien has only appeared for a few years, most priests have the highest level intermediate healing magic technique. With her, she can increase her strength.

However, she didn't know whether she should take the initiative to integrate into them.

Since the last time she opposed the war with humans, many elves have therefore considered her as a pro-human faction and believed that she had been assimilated when dealing with humans for many years.

Many of the same tribes have begun to have different attitudes towards her.

She doesn't like that different look, she doesn't like that atmosphere.

However... although Wang Ting and the elders forbidden her from participating in the holy war, she still felt very sad when she saw her fellow men die one by one.

She is an elf, which is a fact that cannot be changed no matter what.

When Avesy thought of this, he suddenly made up his mind.

"Look, who is the person above? She has been watching us." In the cart below, there were also priests who were stronger. Suddenly, they noticed that someone was paying attention to them, so someone raised his head and looked up.

"Let me see... it's Avesidrui, why is she here?" An elf priest recognized the woman above at first glance: "It is said that she is already level 11."

"Avesy? Why does this name sound so familiar?" Another pastor riding side by side with him looked at his companion in confusion and asked, "Strange, why haven't I seen her during the exercise?"

I hope that the number of elves on the island is only 60,000. It is normal for many elves to know each other in this amount.

However, since they are level 11 druids, it is strange that they don’t know each other.

"I have heard of her name. She is a very talented druid. Among us elves, her talent is very high. She reached the eleventh level at a very young age. Because she has the ability to hide her breath freely, many years ago, she was sent to perform missions to trade with those lowly humans and learn human knowledge. Therefore, her knowledge is broader than that of us. She has been to many places and met many people. If she can do things for our elves well, it will definitely benefit our tribe."

"It's a pity that I heard that she is full of mercy towards humanity. This alone cannot be entrusted with important tasks." The pastor said before: "Wang Ting forbids her from participating in the holy war. Before, she has been busy contacting the outside world. Many wizards and priests don't know her very well, but some elders are very familiar with her."

"No wonder I haven't seen her much before, so that's how it is." The latter said thoughtfully and glanced at it again.

"Huh? It's gone."

"I guess I'm going back, so don't worry about her. Let's go back quickly. After we go back, we will treat these wounded people." The pastor said: "At this moment of life and death, I still have mercy on human beings and oppose war. No matter how high she is, she is not a good elf."

"You're right!" The latter no longer thought about what happened just now, urging the horse to speed up the speed.

When they returned to the base, the rooms they lived for the injured were already ready, and the injured were sent in one by one, and the rooms were arranged according to whether the injuries were minor or severe.

The pastors began to treat them.

Because there are too many people, the pastors here seem a little busy.

At this time, someone came to report that Miss Avesy took the initiative to ask for healing the wounded.

When he heard this news, the elder who was inspecting the wounded was stunned.

"Avessi? Did she ask for help?" The elder's hand touched his chin, thought for a while, and said to the soldiers who sent the order: "Tell her that the royal court had an order before, and she would not be allowed to participate in the holy war. This also included treating the wounded and letting her go back."

"Yes." The elf responded immediately.

"Poor guy, why are you going to oppose war before the war? Although I know what you mean, you are worried about the war of attrition and the outcome of the war, and not sympathizing with humans, but opposing at this time, you are wrong." The Great Elder said to himself, shook his head again, no longer thinking about this matter.

At the entrance of the base, Avesi was standing silently, waiting for a result.

After a while, an elf soldier walked out and said to her blank expression: "The Great Elder said that Wang Ting had an order before, not allowing you to participate in the holy war. This also includes treating the wounded. Go back!"

Sure enough, is it still the case?

Avesy flashed in his eyes, and he stopped stopping and turned away.

In the office of the Great Elder, several elves and some middle and senior managers gathered together to discuss things. When they heard the soldiers' return, they said that Avesie had left. These people all looked at the Great Elder.

"Great Elder, did Avesie come just now?"

"Why is she here?"

These elders are very familiar with Avesie.

Faced with the inquiries of several elders, the elder shook his head and smiled: "She came over just now and said she wanted to help treat the wounded."

"Treat the wounded?" Several elves looked at each other, and one elder said, "If she really wanted to help, it was not a bad thing."

"She is one of the few druid cultivation geniuses in our elves. If she can really be used by the clan, at least she will increase her strength."

"We all know that she is not really sympathetic to humans."

Hearing his words, the elder touched his chin, thought for a while, sighed and said, "Why don't I think so, but this has been given by Wang Ting. We can't openly disobey Wang Ting's will, right? Especially now."

The queen of Wang Ting, Tahes, has been confirmed to be pregnant. Her child will be the next princess, the next queen, and this child is the descendant of Annien.

This undoubtedly re-established the sacred legitimacy of Wang Ting.

At this time, the elves cannot be divided, and Wang Ting's legitimacy must continue to be maintained.

"Yes, the will issued by Her Majesty himself cannot be disobeyed." Several elders sighed, regretting that they could not let Avesie use it for their own side.

"After the war is over, there will naturally be a conclusion. Now is not the time to think of her. Let's talk about the war we have fought with the human coalition so far." The Great Elder said, looking at the elves elders.

The elders didn't say anything, it was not that they didn't want to say it, but that they didn't know how to say it.

What else can I think about the current situation?

In addition to following the plan and continuing to fight, is it recommended to stop?

In the current situation, we can only fight, not stop. Even if they want to stop, the human side will never stop. Either you die or I live. This is a desperate battle.

However, the elders do not speak, which does not mean that other elves do not speak.

Some intermediate managers were a little worried. One of the elves suddenly stood up and reported to the Great Elder: "Although we have gained some advantage in every battle, the population of elves is now lost, and it has been thousands. If this continues, we cannot afford to lose humans!"

Well, even the middle and lower classes gradually knew this, and it was this problem.

The elder smiled, thought for a while, and said, "We already know about this matter, we have our own arrangements. What do you understand about the specific tactics?"

Seeing the Great Elder say this, everyone kept silent, gave evaluations on some battles, and discussed the subsequent battles.

"Then follow the plan, and the fleet retreats to the second ring and let the human fleet follow up!" The meeting ended, and the Great Elder finally concluded.

"Yes, Great Elder!" Someone immediately responded.

After the meeting dispersed, the Great Elder returned to the most core temple.

At the core, he saluted respectfully: "His Highness Lufaya, His Highness Emerta, His Highness Hamish, His Highness Luert, His Highness Pfalu."

These five demigods were sitting on the throne in the temple with their eyes closed.

After a moment, Pufalu's eyes opened, and as soon as they opened, the entire temple lit up!

Pure light golden light, like water waves, creates ripples in the temple.

"How is the situation?" Pufalu said lightly.

All the demigods experienced the knowledge taught by His Highness Anne in the temple. This knowledge is as vast as the sea. Even demigods must be digested for a period of time.

This is also to deal with the incarnation of the gods that appeared in the decisive battle.

But according to the plan, Pufalu was the last god, so he could now have time to open his eyes and listen to the Great Elder.

"His Highness, the second plan has been implemented, and we will retreat to the second ring to fight." The Great Elder said, paused, and said, "There are now six thousand one hundred and forty-one elves that have died in battle."

"Well, very well, the news about the Magic Crystal Cannon must not be disclosed. Only when we fight in the decisive battle within the range of the mysterious lock can we equip all the cannons at once and destroy the main force of the human navy in one fell swoop. The sea elves will also attack in one fell swoop and kill all humans sunk into the ocean. We must never let a human elite go back alive and eliminate the main force of the human navy to the greatest extent."

The number of sea elves is very small and must be played at this time.

"At that time, the four elements of the mother gods will also block the perception of the gods, and the time will be nineteen hours." Speaking of this, the Pufa Road smiled.

The Mother Goddess finally took action. Although this interference is not large, it is very effective. The previous mist, storm, and others were all taken by the four goddesses.

As the cornerstone of the world, they have such great power to produce miracles "naturally".

Moreover, nineteen hours are actually impossible, because the gods are paying close attention to the fleet. As long as the fleet loses news for three hours, they will probably find something wrong.

This requires the demigods present to intercept.

"In order to avoid human suspicion, we can only engage in such a war of attrition. I order you that the war in the Second Ring of the Sea must last for one year to reach the summer of July next year, before you can truly retreat to the island and carry out the final battle within the scope of the island's mysterious lock!"

"In this way, after the decisive victory, His Highness Annien's throne will be held high to heaven. This time must be coordinated well, and even many sacrifices must be persisted." Pufalu said.

There were some things he did not say, and there was no need to say. The war of attrition was not only a necessity to paralyze the other party, but also an necessity to Anne's struggle for time to sleep.

It can even be said that the sacrificed elves are also the need of the Kingdom of God. Only when a large number of elves and heroes ascend to heaven can they attract more force and even turn into warriors in the Kingdom of God.

The indicator under Annien is the sacrificial indicator of 20,000 elves, and cannot exceed 20,000 at most.

"Abide by the order!" The Great Elder is of high power, but in front of the demigod, he can only obey!

"Also, I don't want any problems in this regard to sending people to protect the children in the queen's womb." Pufalu said with a calm face. Without descendants of the gods, it is difficult to find a suitable parasite.

Of course, it is not absolute. As long as there are enough numbers and time is long enough, you can always find natural parasites suitable for divine possession, but at this time the sea is gone.

He doesn't want this mess to happen at this time.
Chapter completed!