"She is a woman." Carrie whispered.

The surprise on Ash Rufat's face was fleeting. In fact, he should not be surprised. The dark elves were both soldiers, both men and women. In the previous battle of the sea cliff, he witnessed the corpses of many female soldiers. In the army of Shenwu elves, the situation was not so conspicuous, but the proportion of women in the army was much higher than that of human army. To be honest, under normal circumstances, only particularly excellent female soldiers and mages could join the army, so they were often stronger and better than ordinary men, and it was not surprising that Kai was a woman.

At this time, Kay had already woken up. Ashu Rufate did not withdraw his gaze in time, so she noticed something was wrong. She lowered her head and immediately discovered something was wrong.

Ashu Rufate moved his eyes awkwardly.

"Sorry, Prince, it seems that the chest strap is broken." Kay's voice could not hear any embarrassment. Ashu Rufate suddenly realized that Kay had always thought that his gender had been known for a long time... Well, it seems like this is the case. There is no doubt that Arrathut and Garth both knew Kay's gender, but both Garth and Arrathut forgot to tell Ashu Rufate about this.

"I don't like the feeling of swaying my chest," Kay replied, "It's not convenient to wear armor." As she said that, she returned the harp in her hand to Ashu Rufate.

"You play well..." Ash Rufate suddenly felt an impulse, wanting to ask why Kay was locked up as a prisoner. But in the end he still didn't ask. A conservative and highly class society like the Shenwu Elves, such as Kay, must be unpopular. Her wildness and unruly nature are challenges to this social order.

"If it was a disguise, then they must have knitted a perfect lie." Carrie explained in his mind.

At this time, Kay had left and didn't even say goodbye.

"Carrie, it seems... the playing skills you taught me are very different from her." Asu Rufate asked in his mind. In the original plan, he planned to use the playing as part of his disguise to pretend to be an elf more appropriately. Fortunately, this seems to have not happened. The skills that Kaiyi showed just now were too shocking, which made Asu Rufate feel ashamed of himself.

"It's just a systematic difference." Carrie explained in his mind. "Although you use similar instruments, humans and elves have two completely different styles of music... Master, if you want to learn this method, you can also. I have just recorded the characteristics of her playing. We can practice as long as you have time. According to my calculations, it doesn't take too long for you to reach this level."

"Sure enough... even Qin Xin doesn't have this level of music?"

"Master, although it is true that it is a primitive race in its definition, it is also a high-wise creature with a certain degree of civilization and social form. It is not strange to develop a certain ability that is distinctive and even advanced. But then again, Carrie cleverly changed the topic. "Master, you seem to be not familiar with Dosonian's situation, especially its ruler."

Ashu Rufate once learned a lot of information about Sonian from Araset's mouth. This elf nobleman was immersed in books and various records for many years, and he was simply known as the best.

"I have a record here." Carrie said. "Basically, it means a bloody naval battle. One side is Hurd, and the other side seems to be an elf prince named Uranus. The fleets of both sides fight fiercely, and the two commanders ride the dragon into the sky and use the dragon's flame to attack."

A very natural choice, Ash Rufate remembered the arrangement on the elf warship. Elf warships all use the opponent's ships as imaginary enemies and arrange long-range attack crossbows, and have weak air abilities. If it is a top-down raid, it will be difficult for the warship to fight. Not to mention Long Yan.

"...The final result was that two dragons fought against the waves. The two generals fought a one-on-one air duel. Hed finally defeated Prince Uranus, stabbed him from the back of the dragon, and then killed the prince's mount. The fleet of Shenwu's elves was also defeated by this. In the end, only a few ships escaped the massacre... There are several similar records, and the most one was the time. He defeated three princes who rode the dragon and fought against him on the battlefield in one breath, and used Dragon Flame to use Dragon Flame.

Turn their bodies into ashes. In the records of the Shenwu Elves, Hurd is a notorious butcher and villain, with his hands stained with the blood of the elves. They even called him the "Dragon Disaster". But he is not only a reckless man who only knows how to fight alone. Judging from these records, he is very good at both the arrangement of troops and the strategic choices... In addition, if he is in his identity, he also has the record of commanding the army independently, which is exactly the same as you."

"Why didn't such an excellent general come to the front line? Well, although Araset said that this is probably because of the politics/struggle within the Dark Elf, I always feel... "

"What do you think?"

"It should be... 'Ace'." Ashu Rufate thought. "In the protracted war where the two armies are in a confrontation and it is difficult to break through the situation, hiding the elite troops in the rear is a common idea. If I were the witch king of the dark elves... then I would keep a mobile unit in the rear as much as possible... plus a talented general. At the same time, I will patiently carry out a long-term confrontation on the front line until both sides are exhausted. Then, I can send my own troops to carry out a raid at a suitable opportunity... This may determine the outcome of the war... But what I am not worried about is this, it is an internal matter... Carrie, I think I am the most obsessed in the army. It seems that everyone has more information than me, and who knows more things than me. And I am worried about the recurrence of the navigation chart."

"This, master, I suggest you communicate more with the great/wizards."

"Masters?" Ashu Rufate suddenly remembered that he had little contact with Masters, whether at sea or during marches. In fact, they were not interested in the situation of war (or because of the customs of elves?), so the Masters did not attend this military meeting. This was very different from humans in this regard. When they were at Saint Gene, the Prophets had a noble identity and a great say.

"Well, theoretically, the great/magics should be the most informed group in your army. You can use excuses like communicating magic to keep in close contact with them as much as possible and release your kindness."

“We don’t have much time…is it effective?”

"You are a prince. Among the elves who value bloodlines, your identity is the most noble. If you release your goodwill, the great mages will definitely accept it. In addition, they have a good relationship with the sword saint, right? You must have a basic plate in the army. At present, the sword saint and the great mages are your best choice."

"Well, I'll notice."

...

The night was already deep. In the city of Dosonean, the other sounds were already silent, only about the occasional roar of the beasts in the cages broke the silence of the night sky.

Hurd stared at the gray night sky. There were no stars tonight, only half a moon shone through the gaps of the clouds, sprinkling the grayish-white light on the earth. This place is the tallest tower in Dosonian and his private place. No subordinates are allowed to enter without permission, otherwise there will be only a dead end. At this time, the strong wind was rushing towards him, but he could only blow a few strands of his hair...

"You summon me, my lord?"

A voice sounded from behind, and Hurd turned around and saw his son Wulin. Wulin's dark guards' black armor was earned entirely by his own strength, and there was no factor related to Hurd. The dark elves/world cannot accommodate the extravagant protection of the calf, and blood is the most efficient way to eliminate the world. For the dark elves, loving children is not a mistake, but a sin. Some dark elves' nobles will even set cruel tests for their children in order to eliminate the weakest and most incompetent children.

Wulin has many brothers and sisters, but he used his strength to win himself a position in the eyes of his father.

"Yes, son. Come, let's sit here for a while. Look at this great city. Is it spectacular and beautiful?"

The moonlight could be seen from the outline of the city's night from above the tower. Just as they were talking, a miserable dying howl came from a building near the tower. The sound attracted Heard's attention, and he recognized that the building was a taming ground.

After the screams, there was a little bit of bone shattering. This is a very common sound in this city. If you insist on saying that there is something special, it is not the time to feed the war beasts. It seems that this is just a common punishment. A slave angered his cold master. Or the war beast was given a little food as a reward by the master.

But the next voice proved that the facts were not as they had guessed. Because they heard a burst of ecstasy shouts. Hurd frowned. "It's the witches." He said in a low voice. When he spoke the word, there was no pleasant meaning in his voice.

Among the beliefs of the dark elves, the God of Blood Hand is a very important god. These women called "witches" are fanatical believers who serve God. They are not messengers of magic (those are called sorcerers), but fanatical warriors. Their fanaticism about blood has far surpassed "hesperous" and "bloodthirsty" and so on, and has reached an unnatural level. On the battlefield, the witches will cover their bodies with the blood of the enemy to respond to the will of the God of Blood Hand. In daily religious rituals, they will chop off sacrifices (usually the captives of the God of God) in various ways and drink the blood of the victims. All cities of the dark elves have temples of the God of Blood Hand, but not every lord likes them.
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