Chapter Ten Legends

Melodious music floats in the forest, and the elves' team is striding, and there is no end to see at a glance.

The Sarah musicians played beautiful music, while the elves who inherited the singing skills were singing ancient songs.

The elves live in a simple and natural way, and there is no trouble to migrate. Countless plant seeds will reconstruct an elf city in the future. Each of the three elves priests carries a golden seed with a size of more than a foot. These are the seeds of the three elves ancient trees. Under the action of magic, the original ancient tree bears this fruit that gathers all the essence and then witheres. In the next suitable place, the elves ancient trees will grow again to protect the elves.

Such a large-scale migration broke the tranquility in the central mountains. Hundreds of elves and jungle killers wandered around the brigade, and their reconnaissance range exceeded one hundred kilometers. Above the team, there were always a few griffins hovering, monitoring the movements in the distance.

The more than ten Modo dragons raised by the Changsheng Tree Tribe are not used for war, but for relocation and hauling raw materials. This huge creature with more than ten meters long and extremely thick limbs can carry more than ten tons of heavy objects, or drag dozens of tons of goods behind it. The refined trucks of the Changsheng Tree Tribe are also amazing. They are light, elegant in shape and strong in load capacity. Behind each giant lizard, a long string of trucks will be dragged on.

The Dark Moon tribe is known for its force and has raised a variety of war beasts, with more than a dozen. From the assassinated Shadow Demon to the palm-sized imperial bees, the golden and purple royal bees look very strange and are not the style of an elf at all. But the same point is that these war beasts are extremely dangerous regardless of their size. The elves nearby avoided them far away. Although Rogge was not afraid of war beasts like Shadow Demon, he felt very uncomfortable with the royal bees.

In comparison, the Seven-Colored Deer Tribe, which was supposed to be the most powerful flying, was killed in battle because of all the wetland dragons. This time, Roger also regretted it. If he had known this, he would not have done so well at the beginning, but in fact he cut off his arm and helped him.

Riding on the tall white dragon horse, Roger really felt a little arrogant. He just looked at the endless elves team, and he couldn't laugh. He originally wanted to get a vote and leave, but now he seemed to be tied up with the elves chariot. No matter what, this is a huge team and a considerable force. If used well, maybe he really laid the foundation for his life.

However, managing more than 10,000 elves is not easy. Roger couldn't help but miss the brothers who founded the Hammer of War. Now, he can only fight alone. Her relationship with the elves elders, especially Shius, is very subtle. The elves have their own interests. How to gradually bring these elves to their own track is probably a problem that will cause Roger to have a headache for a long time.

Naturally, the benefits gained by the fat man were also huge. He couldn't help but be happy when he heard the low roar of the White Tiger behind him. Since he was assigned to be Roger's personal guard, Feng Die was inseparable from Roger. However, her White Tiger and Roger's Dragon Horse were incompatible with each other and always had to show their power. But although Feng Die's White Tiger is a famous elves, he always dared not get close to Roger too much. Perhaps he was still scared of the battle that day. In this way, the divine beasts that were not on the same level roared each other every day. The Dragon Horse is very smart. Its horse relies on its power and always stays away from Roger. If it is alone, it will never get close to the White Tiger.

While looking at Feng Die, who was very kind, the fat man thought: "Look at the old thing that Xius meant, I don't seem to mind that I was kidnapped a few elves! Even the Feng Die came here, it was really a capital deposit! If I had paid so much money, I would have to recover several times the interest. It seems that if the matter of the elves is not done well, the old thing would never give up with me."

Suddenly, two angry eyes fell on Roger. Roger felt a frightened in his heart, pretending to be nothing, and looked secretly, seeing the fire of hatred flashing in Rumsfield's eyes in the distance. The fat man smiled slightly, and he had a god in his heart. Rumsfield and Feng Die are both guardians of the temple, so he was very interesting to Feng Die. Although the elf has a bright and pure personality, it is unlikely that he could stab himself in the back, Roger was never rude to such a rival.

The word love is the most difficult to explain.

The fat man made up his mind to find an opportunity to kill Rumsfeld quietly.

The elves who follow the messengers of God and look for the holy land travel north day after day.

The weather gradually became colder, and several yellow leaves fell occasionally.

During these days, eleven elves elders and three elves priests formed a new presbyterian church. With the insistence of Elder Seus, Roger, the divine envoy, also entered the Elves's home and was regarded as the Great Elder. A human race became the Great Elder of the Elves, which still made some elves unable to adapt. Although this person was the God Envoy. With the full support of all the elders, the elf priests could not do anything about it.

In order to drive the elves, this huge chariot, Roger tried his best.

Walking north, the three elves found a place where beautiful mountains and rivers were suitable for the growth of ancient elves. They planned to settle here, but Rogge rejected it again and again. The elders were all standing on Rogge's side, but the elves gradually raised objections. In their opinion, many of Rogge's actions gradually began to deviate from Hilo's doctrine.

These elves who followed Rogge were fanatical believers of Hilo, and have always regarded Hilo's words and miracles in the miracle era as supreme examples. Therefore, when Rogge, who was known as the envoy of Hilo, appeared, they followed Rogge northward regardless of everything. However, after Rogge monopolized the power of the elves' war, the series of commands issued by the elves were very different from the previous nature of the elves.

In the name of training troops, the fat man pulled out the elite combat forces of the four tribes and formed a mixed combat force composed of 800 elves warriors. The first battle of this unit was to attack an orc village he encountered on his way north.

The elves have an unresolvable hatred with the orcs. If the elves, especially the female elves, fall into the hands of the orcs, they often choose to commit suicide immediately. But even after committing suicide, their bodies cannot escape the ravages of the barbaric orcs. Taking advantage of this historical hatred, no one opposed Rog's proposal to wipe out the orc village.

How can an ordinary orc village withstand the attacks of extremely elite elf warriors? In a moment, more than 100 adult orcs who rushed out of the village were shot and killed by the elves. Occasionally, orcs appeared in the village, and they would be nailed to death by the elves with one arrow.

Roger rode on a dragon horse, and under the escort of twelve elve elve guardians, watching the battle on a high ground next to the village.

An elf knight reported the battle situation: "Sir God! All the orcs who can fight in this village have been eliminated, and the battle has ended. Sir, should we go to chase the brigade?"

Roger snorted coldly.

"The battle is over? Why don't I feel it? Is there no orc in the village?"

The elf knight was speechless for a moment and said, "This... sir, there are some orcs in the village! But... they are all children and women..."

Roger's voice was as cold as the wind blowing from hell: "The child will grow into a warrior, and the woman will give birth to new children. Thirty years later, there will be hundreds of orcs in this village full of hatred for the elves! The battle is not over yet, and I need no orc in this village! No matter whether she is a mother! Or a child who is breastfeeding, go and execute the order!"

"This! Sir! This goes against the principle of elves! Elf loves life!" The elf knight was stunned for a moment and opposed it fiercely.

Roger looked around and saw that the elves around him were all in disbelief.

"I am the messenger of God! I am also the great elder of the Presbyterian Church! My command represents Hilo's will! You must execute it!"

"I refuse!" The elves' stubbornness is also famous.

"Very good! Rumsfield!" Roger shouted loudly.

Rumsfeld was shocked, but still walked forward.

"Take guardians and go to the orc's village. In five minutes, I don't want any living orcs in that village!"

Rumsfeld opened his mouth and closed it again. As the guardian of the sacred temple, obeying the orders of elders and priests was his supreme principle. He turned over his huge deer, waved his hand, and rushed down the hill with ten guardians.

"You are a demon!" The elf knight who refused the order was excited. He couldn't control himself and rushed towards Roger.

A green shadow flashed in the air, and the Elf Knight was shot down heavily to the ground. The wind butterfly holding a huge wheel saw then fell down lightly, mounting the extremely sharp wheel saw on the Elf Knight's neck.

The orc village began to scream.

Roger looked at the elf knight in front of him and asked, "What do you say in the elf code when attacking the elders and the divine envoys?"

The Elf Knight shouted angrily: "What is the crime of massacre of women and children in the Elf Code?"

"I represent Hilo's will. The Elf Code is the embodiment of Hilo's will, and I am Hilo's divine envoy. Therefore, the Elf Code should be explained by me! I hope you remember two points! One, my commands must be obedient. Two, orcs cannot be considered humans." Roger said coldly.

"You demon, you have betrayed the beliefs and principles of the elves! Kill me!" The elf knight struggled, but the seemingly weak Feng Die's hand pressing on the back of his neck had a thousand pounds of strength, and he could not break free at all.

Roger looked at Feng Die, and there was a look of unbearableness on her face.

Roger snorted coldly and said, "Orcs are not worth money, but the lives of elves are noble. I will not kill any elves at will. I will spare your life and go back to the Green Sea by yourself! No need to follow me anymore!"

The fat man caught a hint of joy in Fengdie's eyes.

Eleven guardians have returned.

Rumsfield was covered in blood from orcs, his eyes were covered with blood, and his handsome face was covered with blue veins, looking very ferocious. He turned over and jumped off the ruta, carrying a gust of fishy storm.

"Sir God, according to your order, no one of the orcs stayed." Rumsfeld did not look at Roger, nor did he look at Fengdie. His voice was very calm, but Roger heard the roar in his heart.

Roger nodded and smiled, "Very good! He deserves to be the proudest guardian of the elves! Hilo will reward you!"

Feng Die looked at Rumsfeld melancholy, trying to say something, but closed her mouth again.

All this was seen by the fat man. In his eyes, Feng Die was already his own property. With the acquiesce of the Presbyterian Church, as long as he did not arouse the public anger of the elves, he would not be disturbed. The simple elves were no match for his conspiracy.

It can be seen that Fengdie and Rumsfeld are a bit affectionate with each other.

"But," Roger thought viciously, "I see how long the affection between you can last! It won't take long, I will turn Rumsfield into a devil!"

He sneered in his heart, rode his horse down the mountain, and led the elves to chase the brigade.

After this battle, Roger led the elves warriors to sweep the orcs, goblin villages and monster communities they encountered on the way. Every time the battle ended, he would send Rumsfield to lead the guardians to finally clear the battlefield. The elves value honor, and the fat man knew that as long as they promised not to leave a living, they would really kill all the enemies, no matter what age or gender the other party was.

But Roger did not completely believe the rumors. He secretly observed the entire battlefield with his mental power the previous few times until he confirmed that the elves had executed his orders without fail, and then he stopped the troops.

Since the first village slaughter, Rumsfield has never seen a smile on his face again.

The cold war method of God's war shocked all the elves, and even the killer-born Elder Sius could not accept it for a while. One night, Sius quietly visited Rog.

"My Lord God, this series of killings made it difficult for me who were once a killer. You can imagine the mood of the tribesmen. Why is this?"

"Elder Sius, you know, the human world is turbulent."

"Yes."

"If the elves want to develop, they must gain a foothold around the human kingdom and communicate with the human race to learn. In the north we are going to, in addition to more than ten small principalities, there is also a terrible empire: the Aslofik Empire. What do you think is the most important thing in the turbulent era?"

"Of course it's strength, well, I mean, force."

"That's it. Elder Seus, the elves, had too many old rules and loved peace and life. On the battlefield, these would turn into fatal wounds for elves. Elves are excellent warriors, but the elves do not have an excellent army. Now these small-scale killings are to train a stoic and elite elves. In the early stages of our foothold in the borders of human countries, there may be a series of battles. We must prepare early. Peace was never obtained at the negotiating table. Peace can only be obtained in war and blood. If one hundred orcs could be exchanged for the life of an elves, I think it would be worth it."

The fat man's profound bloodline and the thoughts of the arrogant elves. Sius nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

"Elder Seus, if the elves don't want to continue hiding in the mountains, this is the only way! In the future, I'm afraid you will have to support me more at the Presbyterian Church!"

Sius finally chose to support Roger unconditionally. With him expressing his attitude, Roger gained the upper hand again in the Presbyterian Church.

The priests opposed Rogge's practice the most. In their opinion, Rogge was a slander against Hilo's most basic doctrine. The one who opposed Rogge the most powerful was Zhao Ye, the priest of the Sara tribe.

Zhao Ye is mature and beautiful. Compared to the thin and thin elves, she is very plump. Unfortunately, Roger knew that she was a fanatical believer, and the priests of Hilo must keep themselves pure, which made the lustful fat man give up the idea of ​​uncleanness. However, even if Roger had a good impression of her, she would never be able to bear it whenever she encountered her crazy opposition at the presbyterian meeting. Although the opposition voices of the priests could not affect Roger's final decision, the fat man had made up his mind that once he found a suitable settlement, he would start to resolve these opposition voices.

"You can't let these elves point fingers at me anymore! If this continues, nothing will be done!" Roger began to conceive a new power structure in his spare time.

What he needs is blind faith and dictatorship.

Regardless of the priests' opposition, Roger was still firmly implementing his bloody plan. After more than a month of traveling north, all the elves warriors' hands were stained with the blood of women and children of different races.

On that night, Fengdie quietly came to Roger's tent. She was wearing a dark green robe that was commonly seen in the elves, and her special armor had been removed. This robe showed her perfect figure.

Feng Die's face was a little pale. When Rogge saw her coming in, he guessed her purpose. But he didn't point it out, just asked her to sit down, and the two sat opposite each other speechlessly. In the end, Feng Die couldn't help but speak.

"Sir God, you... can you stop slaughtering the village again?"

"Tell me your true purpose, you don't have to go around in front of me." Roger smiled.

Feng Die blushed, lowered her head and said softly: "Sir God, can you... please stop letting Rumsfield clean up the battlefield? If this continues, he will collapse."

Roger asked with a smile: "Then do you think, who is better to clean the battlefield?"

This is a cruel question. Fengdie bit her lower lip and couldn't speak. If rescuing Rumsfield requires the cost of the fall of another elf, she will not be able to speak out no matter what.

"Sir God! I... I'll clean up the battlefield!" She finally plucked up the courage.

"This is impossible. If you do this, all the elves will hate me and oppose me. If I fall down, then the elves' efforts to change their destiny will end. Do you think I should use the fate of the entire elves to fulfill your ideal of self-sacrificing?" The fat man seemed to regard himself as the elves' savior.

Feng Die's mind was in chaos. She really didn't understand why the idea of ​​sacrificing herself turned into the sin of sending the entire elves into the abyss.

"But..." Roger stood up and walked behind Feng Die, "Maybe I will think about re-arrangement of Rumsfeld's position." As he said, he gently stroked Feng Die's beautiful pointed ears.

Touching the elf's ears is an extremely intimate move, because the ears are one of the most sensitive parts of the elf's body. A touch of bright red quickly spread throughout Fengdie's ears, cheeks and neck. She suddenly stood up and was extremely panicked. "Sir God's Envoy, why... are you... this a deal?" After that, there was a hint of anger in her voice.

"Maybe, do you want to think about it carefully?" Roger hugged Feng Die hard and held Feng Die in his arms since then. Under the soft and thin robe, he could clearly feel Feng Die's perfect curves. He reached one hand to Feng Die's chest and held her delicate **.
To be continued...