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26. Strategies for preparing for war (3)

"Gentlemen!!!!!!!!"

Roaring and roaring are not enough to describe this soul-shaking storm, and the dark fog in my mind was blown away.

Li Lin, who has always appeared as a gentle scholar, a cunning strategist, a shrewd planner, and a controller who uses power rationally, took off his smile in front of elves and humans, and his solemn face showed that he could be shaken.

of strong self-confidence.

"After the Mother Goddess created the world, did she leave behind any holy words and teachings [Humans and orcs can plunder and kill at will, and destroy elves at will]? If there is such a text handed down to the world, I am very willing to read it."

All the elves listened silently, with their palms clenched into fists and clenched tightly.[

"Everyone knows very well that such ridiculous and shameful words and sentences have never been circulated in the world. So I would like to ask: What right do humans have to destroy everyone's somewhat improved life? Because they hold a sharp sword in their hands? Because they hold a sharp sword in their hands.

Holding a magic wand? So we can only be slaughtered and must endure humiliation, retreating and hiding again and again, all the way to the corner of the Niflheim Valley?"

This is the truth, this is the basic rule of the world [the weak eat the strong]. However, the [emotions] and [morals] held by the intelligent species cannot accept the logic of nature that is not kind and does not treat anyone kindly, is contrary to the state of the world, and oppresses human beings.

Resistance rapidly swelled in their hearts.

"No! Nothing! Although Wilt is vast, there is nothing to give in after Niflheim! Not even an inch of soil or a drop of water will be given to these bandits! If these cruel cowards dare to step on

On the land of Niflheim, all that greeted them were bows and arrows, sharp blades, traps, mines, and explosives! There was also a free tomb! Even if the Mother Goddess comes in person, don’t expect us to forgive these bastards!!!”

"OH LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A loud sound like huge waves hitting the rocks rose into the sky, and the ground was shaken by high-frequency intensive impacts. There were only hundreds of elves in a village, but in the absence of this group of old people, children, and young adults, the high spirits

Amidst the chorus of roaring heads, the elves of Niflheim Valley fully demonstrated their majesty.

Perhaps elves have many shortcomings, but cowardice is obviously not among them.

"Gentlemen!!!!"

Li Lin raised his hands as if to pull the sky in front of his eyes, the seriousness on his face turned into piety, and the elves who tried their best to restrain their emotions gazed like prayers, waiting and longing.

"Motherland(vterln)!!!!!!!!!"

It turned into a sense of substance, and words that transcended reality and time floated on the young man's tongue.

Just like this, young elves like Brunhil felt a certain kind of pleasure running up their spines, and their resonant thoughts slowly spread like ripples, and their uncontrollable boiling blood and heartbeats turned into passionate echoes and blurted out.

"motherland!"

"Motherland!" "Motherland!"

"Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!"

A single word is no longer just a code name.

The will condensed into one direction, a melody boiling and swarming towards the core of the thought whirlpool.

"Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!"

!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!"

"Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!"

!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!"

"Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!" "Motherland!"

It was condensed into one place in an instant, and the consciousness that was maximized in an instant resonated.

All kinds of weapons were raised high and pointed directly at the sky. The elves repeated unforgettable words more than the prayers they said when they got up early, before going to bed, and before meals. Tears of joy flowed on the faces of men, women, old and young.[

This is prayer;

This is praise;

This is a compliment;

This is also a tragic wish born from despair, decadence, and self-hatred, and a spiritual pillar that transcends belief.

No matter aging or age, not even the gap between generations can erase the memory marks in the minds of the elves. The seeds of the idea of ​​​​restoration have been planted long ago, and now they are just sprouting their tender sprouts.

What kind of fruit will this fragile seedling bear in the end?

It may be chauvinism, ultra-nationalism, social Darwinism, militarism, imperialism...

Or humanism, liberalism, socialism, communism, governmentalism...

Perhaps only Li Lin, who faithfully plays the role required by the script, knows best.

——Everything must meet the needs of the plan.

The only core character, his outside mind that quietly appreciates away from the stage lights, utters words that are too clear in expression but completely unclear in meaning.

Words that are lifeless and have lost their warmth are like the wriggling of non-living things.

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The heat of the day did not seem to dissipate as the moon led the stars to occupy the dark sky, and traces of excitement also remained in the body.

Brynhil didn't hate this high and slightly hot feeling. She felt that her whole body was full of energy, and she was extremely eager to take over important tasks and complete them beautifully with her own wisdom and strength.

"If... I can personally receive the mission from that guy..."

【How great would that be!】

The feeling of sighing was pounding in Xiaolu's heart, and the previous sentence was muttered again in a low voice. The girl's unpredictable and shy expression stayed for less than a second, before the other participants realized what was happening.

Back to the dynamic female warrior look.

Now we are preparing for an important decision-making meeting. We must not let our random thoughts interfere with the sacred meeting process.

The elf girl warned herself carefully, restrained her overactive mind, quickly calmed down the throbbing emotions in her chest, and filled her face with solemnity and solemnity like other participants.

It's said to be a conference room, but it's actually just the village chief's old house that was vacated, repainted and cleaned, a long table and a few chairs moved in, some map documents, and finally a few tea sets and other auxiliary items.

Living decoration items. It can only be regarded as a house with basic functions for conferences. The first impression it gives to visitors seems to be "shabby and shabby".

——Words such as [solemn] ​​and [sacred] are too extravagant and exaggerated to be used here.[

The young generation of elves who have experienced the impassioned day will not think so. After shouting from the bottom of their hearts, the pointy-eared intelligence species, who are like the abandoned people of the world, deeply realize that the moment of awakening has arrived. The thousand-year struggle has come to an end.

At this moment, with the arrival of that noble man, a glimmer of light appeared. The possibility of subverting the human-orc world hegemony system finally appeared.

——The king who awakens many souls with his talent and power that transcends common sense and imagination, calls on the abandoned people (elves) to fight against their fate, and declares war on the injustice of the world, has arrived here.

Named Siegfried Otto Liling.

A mysterious young man with black hair and red eyes.

For this generation filled with youth and restlessness, as long as the king sits here, no matter how simple it is, this place is a temple.

Freya felt the same way, but it was not her style to suppress her nature and express solemnity.

Her legs were hanging in the air and swinging playfully, with one hand holding her chin, and the other hand using her index finger to draw circles along the edge of the cup.

The unruly behavior naturally made the grandfather feel embarrassed. The old patriarch, who lacked sufficient authority over his naughty and willful granddaughter, had to cough quietly to remind Freya to pay attention and restrain her behavior. Unfortunately, the effect obviously did not appear.

Changing a character is never easy, especially when it comes to correcting a child who has become wild.

No matter whether it is the gentle guidance of words or the whip full of love and discipline, there is no guarantee that it can train top students with excellent academic performance, let alone a few coughs?

Tyr and Thor exchanged glances quickly, and the discordant scenes between grandparents and grandchildren were automatically filtered from the field of view. Boys have little interest in other people's housework, and getting involved will cause trouble that is difficult to escape. Just like life experience

Like rich elders, they ignore troubles that don't concern themselves and focus on the meeting topics that make their blood boil.

--war.

Only war, and only a long war experience, can turn the once kind and gentle elves into the warlike race they are today, and even affect their life cycle process - in order to adapt to the harsh environment, they need to constantly migrate and fight frequently.

This clan has a long period of adolescence. The development process around the age of 116 is almost the same as that of humans. From then on, until around 200 years old, the appearance and body posture will hardly change. After that, they start to age like humans.

Restoration of the country, revenge - other things rarely interest the elves. Deep-rooted obsessions urge this race to adapt to fighting. Now Li Lin will teach them to enjoy the excitement brought by blood, and will eventually guide them to become outstanding

Killing machine.

Stepping into the conference room, looking at the serious faces and pointed ears trembling with excitement, Li Lin confirmed the outcome of the evolution of the situation.

Not very satisfied.

This result deviated from his expectations.

Warlike, brave, and simple - these are undoubtedly the qualities that a good soldier should have, but what Li Lin wants is not a group of simple-minded soldiers. To be honest, as long as there are enough gold coins, it is easy to recruit a batch of qualified killers.

Criminals. After a little training and equipped with sophisticated weapons, they become mercenaries who have officially transferred to another profession. The source of mercenaries is also roughly the same, but this is meaningless to Li Lin.

Professional soldiers, to be more specific, are the officer talents reserved for future military expansion.

The elves are still far behind.

"Gentlemen."

There was no process for standing up, saluting, returning the salute, and sitting down. The so-called etiquette between superiors and subordinates in the army was still missing. Li Lin had no intention of spending time correcting minor issues now.

"Everyone already knows that Count Argentolaton is preparing to attack. The question before us is [how to attack]."

A confident smile and a strong charm that permeated the tone. The already overheated atmosphere in the room immediately came alive.

"Give the enemy a break before they break into the valley."

"Teach these bastards a lesson with mines."

"A night raid on their camp."

"Continuously harass them and force the humans to withdraw."

A passionate and viable idea was thrown into the conference room amidst the chaos.

But none of them are very detailed, and their practicality is also very low. In front of professionals, it is just a joke and a piece of junk.

"Quiet, gentlemen, quiet."

Waving his hand, the noisy young elves stopped their various combat strategies that were difficult to implement and coordinate, and the teaching of war class began.

"I'm glad everyone is motivated and ready to kick the bad guys' butts."

The humorous opening remarks made everyone burst into laughter. Only the old patriarch looked at the overjoyed attendees without saying a word and looked reproachfully. Finally, he quietly scolded Li Lin for being irresponsible and leading the bad boys to fool around.

"But... I want to ask you, are we ready?"

"..."

The hustle and bustle was shattered by the merciless questioning, and all the elves present knew the answer.

——Not ready.

Whether it was the number of new weapons or the elves' familiarity with the new toys, they were far from being "fully prepared" and could overwhelm the Earl's army.

Most of the elves still use hunting knives and short bows, and they know almost nothing about laying mines, hanging strings, and camouflage. They also don't know how to handle heartless cannons.

The elven armed forces in Niflheim are simply not prepared to fight with the armed forces of a human local government. The elves in their current state will only suffer a devastating defeat when brought to the battlefield.

"But……"

"No buts."

Thor's retort that wanted to save some face was interrupted rudely, and his cold and decisive eyes made the big elf keep his butt on the stool.

"I know very well that you have the courage and determination to dare to be the enemy of mankind, and I am proud of it. But determination and courage must not be confused with reality. The unprepared young man was left at a loss on the battlefield, not knowing what to do, and in the end it was in vain

Throwing away lives - that is an extremely terrible and shameful crime of dereliction of duty by the commander, and it is just for the sake of superficial vanity to waste the lives of Huo's soldiers."

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