"In short, Emperor Otto already has a large-scale expedition in his hands, and the food that he needs most...food! It can be said that he is very good at soldiers and has sufficient food and morale. If he wants to completely solve the Orgrimmar problem, or just 'simple' to beat the orcs into disabilities that cannot be restored, this is the best opportunity. The spring of next year... No, I have waited so long anyway, and it doesn't matter if I have a few more months. It should be said that the second round will officially begin after the spring reclamation is over." 6 Xi shrugged: "In a year, His Majesty Otto has established countless settlements and reclamation farms in the Great Lakes region, and immigrated nearly one million people. If I don't farm in the spring of next year, it would be a pity."

Tidley nodded in a manner that agreed with Liu Xi's judgment: "... Then, in this way, you have three months left. In three months, you will be ready to take that mob to join the coalition forces, saying that it is to fulfill the obligations of Nord's allies, but in fact it is to kill the bloodthirsty king, right?"

"He is the only enemy I can find at the moment, so it is naturally impossible to let him go." 6 Xi said naturally: "In addition, I need to master an army on the official side, which is very beneficial to the future."

"The orcs suffered heavy losses at the Black Man City, but they did not lose the power to fight back completely. "The Heart of Dragons" Asog is the hero who is rare in the orcs for a hundred years. Your triumphant victory at the Black Man City has been wiped out for him, allowing him to strengthen the cohesion and combat effectiveness of the orcs' divisions unprecedentedly. Once the war begins, it will inevitably be a fierce battle. Even if the Nords have obvious advantages, it is not a sure victory... Xiao 6 Xi, the group of new recruits under your command want to participate in such a stage rashly for three months? Here, I can't see your rationality. What's more, you have said that the bloodthirsty king Pakens has returned to Orgrimmar."

"That's the best news. If he doesn't go back, Orgrimmar's orcs might be more difficult." 6 Xi smiled and said, "...In addition, Sister Tido, in three months, the group of mobs will certainly not be able to become (in the category of common sense) iron army, but once they take them to see a little blood, they will become an unbeaten and victorious army. Do you believe it?"

"I believe you're going crazy now..." Sister Tiduo sighed: "But, even if you're crazy, I have to support you? Family is family, Xiao 6 Xi is Xiao 6 Xi, right?"

"Don't show that my son owes gambling debts. I have to pay back the money for him even if I sell it!" 6 Xi smiled and shrugged: "Anyway, I need 5ooo Nordham Elf soldiers. I need to arrive in the Great Lakes before March next year, meet me, and accept my command."

"...I thought you wanted money. After you left, the Chamber of Commerce has been moving forward steadily based on the rules and plans you left before, and can still get one million gold Aozhu... But the army is another matter!" Sister Tiduo was stunned for three seconds before she showed a distressed smile: "You know, Xiao 6 Xi, the army of the wood elves, has not appeared outside the Norda Forest for more than 500 years."

"Yes, so the orcs almost forgot the fear of being dominated by the hunter masters back then. Even the bloodthirsty king Pakens seemed to have forgotten that in the Qiming War, the first person to hurt his Dharma body was not Emperor Knous, but the arrow that you nailed to his forehead." 6 Xi said: "Sister Tido, don't you want to come out and move?"

Tidlit pondered for a moment and looked at Liu Xi deeply. The latter could see the shaking, struggle and eagerness in her eyes, but after a flash, he returned to the ancient well-being calm that had always been. She shook her head and directly expressed her rejection: "You know, Xiao Liu Xi, I haven't had any action with anyone for more than a thousand years, of course, not now."

"Is that true?" Although 6 Xi was not surprised, she sighed disappointedly.

"... The Druid Cult needs a new Elder Xi. Although the elders who are currently qualified to take over are highly respected and powerful, they are all from Tifario's era. They feel that instead of choosing a person in the transition period, it is better to choose a young and strong person, so that the sect can maintain the stability of the long-term stability of the sect." She said, as if she was explaining specifically.

...The transition period of elves is already a good era for humans?

"Tsk, according to the elders, am I still very young now?" She raised her eyebrows, as if she was a little confused about which era she belonged to.

"If you use the transformation technique to hide the characteristics of the elf, you will say that my sister has all trust." 6 Xi said casually. Of course, his flattery was very successful, so he saw the smile that was overflowing from the other party's eyebrows so quickly.

"So, I have submitted my resignation to the new Pope, and I am about to resign from the status of Cardinal, and recommend Martina Verino of Twilight Island to take over. In order to maintain the independence of the Druid Order, if I serve as the priesthood and then serve as a priest under the Pope, it would be inappropriate. Anyway, I have always been a cardinal who has been in this position for five hundred years, but I have not even been to the Cloud City several times. Sure enough, such an important position should be left to more dedicated people."

The Cardinals were the supreme priest of a certain Holy Spirit goddess most of the time, but this was not a necessary condition. You should know that in some special periods in history, the Cardinals had the largest number of people at the time of the most.

She paused for a moment and said, "In addition, I will keep the position of the High Priest of the Goddess of Life for the time being. After all, this is a position that has special significance for the Norda Elf. When Ni may fully grow up, I will give this position to her. During the time she was with you, Xiao 6 Xi, ha, she grew up so hard that I was a little dazzled. It shouldn't have to wait for a few years, right? It's really strange, why did the girl suddenly get enlightened? She was just a confused and heartless silly girl who said, "It's not bad to have a good nature and courage, and almost nothing else is useless."

"Is it okay to say that my own sister?" 6 Xi just complained but did not refute. He had to admit that by the standards of the mortal elf king, Nicole was really not smart, especially compared with Sister Tido.

"After returning to Norda, I will also go into the Ice Crystal Palace to retreat... My current strength is still a little different from Tifario. At least, as the elder of the Great Druid, even if he cannot transform the dragon, Gerandall's Elemental Legion, Infinite Gem Illusion and the Lord of Nature, he must be firmly mastered. Occasionally, he still needs to work hard to do his homework. He suddenly remembered that when he accompanied Parn to take the Adventurer's degree. Fortunately, he could find a way to pass the imagination, but there was a written test. We were preparing for the cheat sheet while k-booking, although it was useless in the end."

Indeed, if she really uses the standards of a mortal elf king with golden blood, Sister Tiduo is really young. If she is really willing to calm down and break through in seclusion, her strength will definitely be closer, right? Although, she has actually been in the legendary field for hundreds of years.

"As for the army you want, Xiao 6 Xi, I will let them arrive on time. I will give you ten thousand people, and they will be the best elite! You have led them to battle in the mall and are invincible. Now, they may also be willing to... let you take them on the battlefield so invincible? After all, they are elves, which require money and may also require honor."

"At least I won't do a loss-making deal." 6 Xi said calmly: "It's not guaranteed to be invincible. However, if the orcs hear the shouts of the black panther and the sound of the iron winged arrow breaking through the air, they will start to stand on two sides. This is not a big problem. Of course, my goal is to bring back to Pakens's level... Sister Tido, I can't guarantee that everyone can return to Norda alive."

"If you can really do it, even if everyone can't come back, Nolda will still cheer for you. However, as your family, I hope you and as many as possible come back safely. This is nothing more important than anything." The Supreme Leader of the Nolda Elf's Political and Educational Church pondered for a moment, and there was an inexplicable trance and fragility in her voice. However, she hid very well, making 6 Xi unable to help but wonder if what she saw was an illusion.

"Little 6 Xi, if... I mean, if there is another chance, would you be willing to come to Norda with Nicole?"

"...why do you want to be willing or not? When I was taken back, the girl never asked me for my opinion." 6 Xi almost laughed out loud: "But, I can be sure, I really have nothing to regret. Sister Tiduo, I am very happy, so far..."

"Come back early. Norda is your home. Tired children should always go home."

"Well, I will come back as soon as possible, sure..."

Tidrit Lin Ge has always been a very decisive person, or even a person who thinks about it, and he immediately said goodbye after the funeral, and he didn't seem to be ready to meet and greet with his important friends and wingers. In fact, this is her nature. The highest priest of the goddess of life, the legend of the Qiming War, and in the previous generation, she was actually a very arrogant, indifferent, even cold and unmannerable existence in the eyes of the public. Most people who have seen her true face will never see her smile or hear her jade voice in their lifetime. Even in formal diplomatic occasions facing envoys, they only have the simplest greetings. She will only smile in front of specific people.

Some high-elf nobles who had a ping-pong ball in their minds believed that "His Highness Tidrit represents the noble mortal elves king and the demeanor of the great golden race", but 6 Xi knew that in a sense, Sister Tidou was actually like Lim, and she would only regard those who didn't know and were too lazy to pay attention to meaningless tomatoes and potatoes.

"Only you will think that His Highness Tidrit is a kind and amiable sister, right? In most rumors, she has always been a cold and frosty person, and her temper is particularly eccentric and even harsh. If she accidentally offended her, she may be thrown into a dense forest in Nolda by the wood elves as a flower fat. I remember that the cold and majestic forest queen in Neosfia's book "Forest, Black Panther and Witch" published by Neosfia seems to be His Highness Tidrit. Well, although she is not a villain, she is generally recognized as much horrible than the villain of the Abyss Demon." I remember that this was what Saixilu said to 6 Xi a long time ago.

...So, rumors are rumors. If the novel can be counted, I can completely let those young historians starve to death. Anyway, no matter how the rumors outside are used, 6 Xi definitely didn't take them seriously.

The Norda army, composed of elite Black Panther Hunters and Fighting Dancers promised by Sister Tido, will arrive in the Great Lakes next year and fight under the command of 6 Xi. Before that, the training of the "moon" she mentioned is also underway.

Three months was really too tight, and it was impossible to really turn a group of civilians into elite soldiers, let alone pulling them to the Great Wilderness to fight against the fierce orcs. The senior leaders of the Fourth Legion probably thought so, but 6 Xi had completely different opinions.

"Strictly speaking, we don't need to make them fearless at all. Just let them fear the whip in your hands, the maces and machetes that fear orcs, and the smelly fangs."

The officers looked at each other, feeling unaware of the harshness for a moment, but to put it bluntly, they felt that there were too many things to refute, and they didn't know where to start refuting it. Of course, there was no way to refute it, so they had to do it according to the commander's request.

This day is the third day after the funeral of the Great Elder Tifario, and there is still a week before the official opening of the Dwarf's Oktoberfest. In this year, there are too many important people leaving the world. However, perhaps because of this, the living must not disrupt their pace because of the dead, right? Especially the dwarves in the furnace. The elves are a race that focuses on tradition, and may spend dozens or even thousands of years to sad because of the death of their friends and relatives; but the dwarves pay more attention to the present and the future. They will be sad, but it is precisely because of the sadness that they need the joy of living, so that the deceased relatives and friends who have already left heaven can see their happiness. Therefore, the decade-old Futoberfest not only does not intend to stop at all, but is preparing more grandly.

However, compared to the increasingly cheerful and relaxed atmosphere of the furnace, a field of land that has been walking for about a day from this dwarf capital of thousands of years old, a human military camp that has been camped here for nearly a month is scattered with a firecracker, and even the air around it, which is incompatible with the aura.

The long-lost rose military flag is flying on the highest flagpole in the center of the barracks. This is the legendary "strongest legion" and "everyone-winning army" of the Federation that has disappeared for more than a century. However, not very commensurate with this famous military flag, it is the group of new recruits with mobs and herbivorous temperament, lined up in a neat queue in the cold wind and began to receive training... According to the commander, "I don't need you to train them into iron troops that will fight when they meet the enemy, but they must be trained as tools that can accept Shangguan's orders by conditioned reflexes." That's enough.

So, Major Seiri Moore, the chief of the Fourth Legion, who had just returned from the furnace to the base, heard such a rough voice as follows.

"Listen, you worms! If it were on the battlefield, you worms would have been flattened by the enemy on the battlefield. The so-called worms! If you don't have any brains connected to the commanded ones, I will throw you into the cesspool!" A strong and burly man wearing a federal officer's uniform and rank lieutenant roared sternly.

"Buhuai cried, Buhuai laughed. You are not humans at all, but tools for killing. If there is no tool for utilization, there will be no meaning to exist!" There is a beard with the same size as him, but a little thinner, with a slutty face, adding in the same loud voice. Then, he seemed to notice something, rushed into a queue like a gust of wind, and directly pulled out a soldier who was at least half a head shorter than him.

"Private Mondson, it's you again! Why are you smiling in the queue?"

"Ah, I...I didn't..."

"How many times have you said it? You have to call the officer!" The man with a slut on his face seemed to want to show the "supervisor" demeanor, but his face was fierce, and he looked more like a gangster in the underworld staring at the trembling ordinary people, saying, "What are you looking at?" The next step is probably to "take out your wallet" or something?

He did not ask his soldiers for wallets, but then he spoke words that made the soldiers even more collapsed: "Private Mondesen, smiling in the queue, did not use honorifics to the superiors, punished both crimes! Ten whips! Prepare!"

This young man, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, was thin and obviously a little malnourished, was immediately scared and paralyzed. However, before he could plead, several strong men had already pulled him out of the queue and raised him to the big tree next to him. He tied it directly to the big tree in a few seconds, revealing his back.

The long whip was thrown on the young man with a "slap", bringing a shocking blood mark and a thrilling scream.

The mobs experienced a small noise. However, when the third whip went down, the scream of the soldier named Mondson was like a fat pig pressed on the slaughtering platform. The commotion was inexplicably calmed down. Their standing posture suddenly became more standard, but they really had a bit of elite military style. At least with the strictness and discipline of the queue, they were already much better than the elite soldiers in the world (so-called feudal era) than the so-called elite soldiers in the world.
Chapter completed!