My Empire

Under the tree of life in the demon world, Falai Fasheng wore his gorgeous armor, and with a slender saber at his waist, stepped onto a tall tree root step by step.

Standing in front of him was a huge phalanx of elf soldiers. These soldiers were all wearing the same exquisite armor and carrying a quiver full of feather arrows on their backs.

Each of these well-equipped elven soldiers is an elven magician, and they all have the level of magician, and some have even reached the realm of the great magician.

Now they are the only unit that the elves have been able to fight. The number is around 23,000, of which 3,000 are unicorn cavalry, and the rest are traditional infantry phalanxes.

If this force is destroyed, the elves will basically lose their combat effectiveness. Of course, with their combat capabilities, it is not easy to destroy such a force.

Today, at this moment, right now, these elven soldiers gathered on the barracks school grounds around the tree of life, holding their heads up and waiting for a moment when they didn't know whether it was humiliation or glory.

"Gentlemen... there is one minute left." Falley glanced down at his pocket watch, raised his head and said to the dozens of senior elven officers standing in front of him.

"I really don't know whether to cry or laugh." An elf officer looked at the flagpole on the edge of the schoolyard in the distance. The vine battle flag had an extremely complex expression on his face.

"Yeah, this is a difficult decision..." Falley put down his pocket watch and glanced at the human man in uniform standing beside him: "Grand Duke Castena, the ceremony can begin."

"Thank you, the flag-lowering ceremony has officially begun!" Grand Duke Castena sang aloud in an upright posture wearing the military uniform of the admiral.

Falai made a gesture to the direction of the flagpole, and then commanded: "Lower the vine battle flag!"

"Woo..." The melodious horn of the Elves whispered in the sad music. The vine flag flying at the top of the flagpole began to drop little by little with the sound of the horn.

The faces of all the elves were full of sadness. They looked at their battle flag, and disappeared in their eyes little by little without losing the battle.

An elven girl lowered her head and sobbed, her eyes were red and she covered her mouth with her hands uncontrollably.

Beside her, another elven female warrior choked with sobs and pinched the magic longbow across her chest with her hands, comforting her comrades in a low voice. As a result, he was comforted, and he couldn't help crying.

"The elven empire was once a great country." Grand Duke Kastner stretched out his palm to Faley: "It will always shine in the history of the Elanhill Empire and will be remembered forever by the world."

"Hope, girl Andrea... I hope her decision is right..." Fale also stretched out his palm and held it with Castner's hand: "From now on, the elven empire is gone. Exists."

"Yes, now, you belong to the Elf Dominion of the Ailansill Empire. Congratulations, Falaifar, you are already a citizen of the Ailansill Empire and also a general of the Ailansill Empire Army." Cass Turner smiled and said to Farley lightly.

As the defense minister of the Ailan Hill Empire, at least in terms of organization and personnel, the elves in front of him are under the jurisdiction of Castner.

"Stand at attention! Play the national anthem of the Ailan Hill Empire!" Drums sounded intensively, and the leader of the Elf tribe officer held his chin up, shouting with tears, and delivered the command that he had been practicing for a long time, but was still reluctant to say it.

"The flag-raising ceremony begins now!" Accompanied by the faint sobs, the vigorous music of the Ailan Hill Empire sounded, and the black golden eagle battle flag dotted with vines was thrown away by the flag-raiser in the wind.

This is a unique banner belonging to the dominion of the Elves, with vines dotted on the flag of the Aranhill Empire, representing that the Elves belong to Aranhill, but are highly autonomous under the rule of Aranhill.

A day ago, the Elven Queen Andrea and the Emperor Chris of the Elven Hill signed the “Elven Elf Agreement”. This agreement includes the “Announcement of the Elven Empire Revocation of the Empire State Title” and the “Elven Empire Voluntary Consolidation”. The Announcement of the Entrance to the Eranhill Empire, the Three Announcements on the Abandonment of the Elf Queen, and the Three Announcements on the Elf Queen’s Abdication of the Elf Queen, the Elf Clan Treaty, the Moon Temple Use Restriction Treaty, the Elf Dominion Constitution, The Law of the Elf Clan Obligations of the Lanshir Empire consists of four treaties.

In short, starting from this time today, the elven empire that has lasted for more than 10,000 years in this world has officially become history, and the elves will continue to live as citizens of the Elansil Empire in the future.

"Is the Moon Temple ours?" Falai stared at the rising national flag, and asked the Grand Duke Kastner beside him intently.

Archduke Kastner shrugged: "According to the treaty, the elves will get the right to use the Moon Temple, but the power of joint research and development is shared by Allanhill and the elves."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Falay: "When that flag is raised to the highest point, the treaty will be fully effective..."

"From today onwards, the Airanhill Empire will be our motherland... my loyalty will also be dedicated to His Majesty the Emperor Ailanhill..." Falai drew out his saber from his waist and set it on himself. Before his face, he swears solemnly.

"To be loyal to the Airanhill Empire! I am willing to dedicate my life to His Majesty the Ailanhill Empire! Long live Ailanhill! Long live Your Majesty!" All the elf soldiers drew out their swords. Standing in front of his face, he read his vow aloud.

This is what they must do, and it is also a step that they must go through to join the Ailan Hill Empire Army. Every soldier must swear an oath to dedicate his loyalty to the imperial emperor.

"Now, we are a family." At the moment the national flag was raised to the top, Castner stretched out his hand again, smiled and said to Falay, "On behalf of the Imperial Ministry of Defense, I welcome Falay again. The general joins."

"Thanks...Thank you." Fale was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out his palm again, squeezing him together. He is not accustomed to contacting humans. A few hundred years ago, a magician like him still existed like a **** in front of humans. No one can get him to shake hands, and he doesn't bother to shake hands with human beings.

But now, the handsome and unbelievable middle-aged man standing next to him has another identity, so he has to stretch out his hand and show his friendliness.

Because this man is the father of the imperial concubine, the minister of defense of the imperial, the royal family of Ailan Hill......——

I remember setting up a regular update... but I didn't...