While Thor was nervously preparing for various expeditions, the city of Endu welcomed several strange visitors.
These people are obviously different from orcs, and the difference can be seen just from their body shape.[.]
However, the interesting thing was that they received an interview from Sol.
"Hello, distinguished leader of the orc clan." The soft voice seemed to come from the horizon, making people unnaturally addicted to it.
Unfortunately, this beautiful sound is completely meaningless to the orcs.
"If you have anything to say, just say it directly!" Judging from Sol's attitude, he seemed to be disgusted with the people in front of him.
The visitor slowly took off the hood attached to the windbreaker, and his beautiful long hair fell down. The rare green hair was unexpectedly beautiful.
However, what is even more surprising is probably their ears.
Yes, those pointed long ears are the symbol of the elves!
Seeing his former mortal enemy, Thor suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Elves, why are you here in the north? Didn't you and I fight enough back then? The great orcs will not be afraid of any battle!" Thor opened his eyes and said threateningly.
After taking off the hood, the elf's face is charming in the eyes of humans, but lacks interest in the eyes of orcs. In other words, this is the difference between the aesthetic concepts of humans and orcs. In the eyes of orcs, elves are simply
Too thin. If it weren't for their unique environment, I'm afraid the vast forest sea in the east would have been conquered by humans long ago.
"Great orc leader, we are not here for war. We have crossed the arduous Central Mountains with the most sincere hope and come to the extreme north." The leading elf man said elegantly. As if they
Everything I experienced on the road was so ordinary.
Thor fell into deep thought, and the leading elf did not continue to speak, but stood quietly aside.
Putting aside the past rights and wrongs of the orcs and elves, in fact, the two tribes just wanted to return to the land that they dreamed of.
Now, the elves actually sent envoys to the orcs' territory, which shows that the elves are not doing well either.
In fact, there is a reason why the elves in the East have always wanted to return to the West.
In the previous huge battle with the orcs and trolls, the elves fell from a huge population of more than 30 million to less than 5 million, losing more than five-sixths of the population. They fell from the top of the Ross continent to the bottom of the race.
middle and lower reaches.
Then, during the holy war of hundreds of tribes three hundred years ago, they were mercilessly beaten back to the east by humans, retreating into the endless forest sea.
In recent years, the elves have gradually recovered, but another thing has always troubled the elves' survival, that is, in the forest sea to the east, there are countless beasts and vicious creatures, which are the elves' formidable enemies.
I don't know since when, many large ferocious beasts began to appear on the Ross continent. Each of them is ferocious in appearance, and they appear and disappear in the forest. Even the darlings of nature, the elves, are still powerless against these terrifying machines.
In recent years, there have been more and more such creatures, and the elves have lost hundreds of people every year in the battle against the beasts. This is an unbearable pain for the elves who lack a population.
Therefore, the elves tried to cross the central mountains again and return to the vast western plains.
It is a pity that after three hundred years of development, human beings have established an unshakable dominance. Even if the alien races gather their populations together, they cannot compare to a mere empire!
Faced with this situation, it has become an impossible task for a single race to defeat humans.
The elves also realized that if this continued, the only way would be to be submerged by the endless sea of humanity. They must unite with other races in the hope of gaining a place for survival.
This time, the elves not only sent people to the far north to find their former mortal enemies, the orcs, but they also went south to find the lost centaurs.
As the only remaining large population tribes on the mainland, the orcs and centaurs will become indispensable combat forces in the future battles with humans.
However, after going through all the trouble to reach the City of Endu, the elves discovered that the situation of the orcs had become extremely bad.
Under the pressure of survival, the orcs have to rush to the solid human fortresses year after year, just for the hope of having enough to eat tomorrow.
At this point, the elves are all ashamed of themselves. This is no longer just the way the elves used to laugh at the orcs for their simple minds.
Perhaps, if the elves had the perseverance of the orcs, they would not have been driven out of the Western Continent by the trolls.
Thor looked at the elves in front of him. He thought a lot, including what would happen if he joined forces with the elves. But all of this is meaningless at the moment, unless the elves can provide the orcs with enough food to survive the winter.
, otherwise it is unavoidable to go south.
Sighing slightly, Thor slowly said: "Elves, I know why you are here. Unfortunately, the orcs will have to fight bravely!"
When the leader of the elves saw the orcs' nervous preparations, they guessed their actions, but they did not expect that the matter would be so serious, or even come to a critical point concerning the survival of the race.
It was undoubtedly too slow to unite with the orcs at this time. Even Thor felt that if the elves could arrive earlier, maybe it would be a different scene now.
However, it is useless to say more at this time. The facts are facts. For the orcs, all they have to do now is to use all their strength to break through the shackles that have trapped them for more than three hundred years.
"Dear orc leader, please forgive us for not being able to help you and your people. I hope you can break through the human defense line and get the place you want." The elves sincerely blessed Thor, the orc leader who is also a foreigner.
Thor laughed cheerfully, "Thank you for your blessing, Elf. You have come all the way, but it is a pity that we orcs cannot entertain you. We need more food for our warriors to win the final victory."
The elf smiled calmly, "No need, we have received your kindness. Dear orc leader, I have a small suggestion. Although this will not help the orcs, as an elf, I still want to say it."
Sol waved his hand and said, "Please speak!"
"If possible, please let some orc children return with my compatriots." The elf said tactfully, and Thor understood the meaning instantly.
In order to take care of the face of the orcs, the elves just asked some children to leave with them. This meant that even if the orcs were defeated, the orc clan would not be extinct and there would still be hope.
Thor didn't expect that the elves could actually do this. He stood up excitedly, "You, are you telling the truth?"
After the elf nodded, indicating that he was serious, Thor was extremely grateful, "Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you!"
The orc, who had always been rough and arrogant, was so excited that he almost knelt down in gratitude. One can imagine how excited Thor was at this moment.
The elves were also infected by this silent sadness, "No need to thank us, we can only do what we can."
After thanking him many times, Thor immediately ordered to gather the outstanding orc dolls and select the most suitable candidates. Although the elves can only take care of no more than a dozen orc dolls with their abilities, this is not enough for them.
For the orcs who are in the most dangerous moment, it is enough.
There is only hope that these selected children will become the last seeds of hope for the orcs.
At the same time that the elves were visiting the city of Endu, far away in the lush south of the Ross continent, another team of elves also found the long-lost centaurs.
In the Holy War that year, the forwards of the centaurs and horses were unrivaled elites among the armies of hundreds of tribes. However, at this time, the centurions and horses were also in a very bad situation.
After fighting a field battle with the Byron Empire's most elite Seventh Legion last year, the centaurs and horses lost a huge number of troops, and in the end they could only retreat to the deep forests of the Central Mountains with the tauren.
Oris is the leader of the centaurs. After that war, he felt the powerlessness brought about by the huge gap.
The Tauren tribe, which has an even smaller population, has no ability to help the centaurs and horses. They can only hope that humans can let them go and let them stay here and survive.
The arrival of the elves caused quite a stir.
The elven dynasty that was so prosperous back then still has a huge power of deterrence in the hearts of many races.
However, the sudden and unusual behavior of the elves this time also made Oris confused. He did not directly answer the elves' kindness, but chose to maintain this situation for the time being.
"Old man, what are you hesitating about?" As a friend of Oris and the chief of the tauren, Lion Snowhoof found Oris in deep thought.
Oris shook his head, "Ryan, do you think we can still defeat humans now?"
"Are you scared?" Ryan Snowhoof mocked a little bit.
Oris was not angry, but sighed silently, "Old man, haven't you understood the current situation clearly?"
Before Ryan could speak, Oris continued: "Today's human beings already have strength that we can't match at all. Think about their huge population. The Byron Empire alone is like an insurmountable mountain.
Stand in front of us."
"Why do you think the elves came to find us? I think they not only found us, but they may also have gone to the north to look for the orcs who have been fighting."
"Those savage orcs in the north, what's the use of them!" Ryan said indifferently when he heard Oris talking about orcs.
Oris smiled bitterly, "Old man, you are blinded by your ideas. The orcs and humans in the north have been fighting a war for more than three hundred years. If we want to say which race on the continent has the most fighting power now, except for humans, I am afraid it is...
The orcs can fight it!"
Ryan was silent. In fact, he also admired those green-skinned savage orcs in his heart. After all, for more than three hundred years after the end of the Holy War, they had never given up hope of coming back. Ryan had to admire this belief.
Oris said helplessly: "Ryan, times have changed. Maybe our times will never come back."
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