Ride and Cut

As soon as Li Cha expressed his doubts, Thutmose immediately began to flatter him frantically. He praised the lord of Gaoshanbao for his meticulous thought and rigorous logic, and no conspiracies and tricks could escape his old man's eyes.

The honest centaurs kept sighing, they would not be able to learn this traditional craft, and they always felt that they would suffer a lot.

Li Cha listened for a while with his hips on his hips, then nodded bluntly, "You are all right, but what about the answer I want?"

"The problem is not with the beast elves, but with the pure-blooded elves at that time." Thutmose shook his head as he spoke, appearing disdainful. "When the empire was in good shape, they were obsessed with the ethical issue of whether half-blood elves were elves, and they generally refused to accept mixed-bloods. Moreover, because the beast elves themselves were closer to half-orcs in character, they were quite rough and unrestrained. They refused to accept the red tape of elves, so they didn't like it very much. After the initial success of the experiment, they were ordered to stop."

"Yes." The lord nodded with concern. This is the way of the world. In many cases, whether you can be in the top position is not entirely based on your ability, but also depends on whether you fit in with the group. Among the nobles of Pompeii, he was an outlier who was not accepted by the mainstream. It seemed that the beast elves were also unlucky fellows.

"When the situation became more and more urgent, in order to resist the blazing rebels, the elves started not to pay too much attention, and wanted to resume the hybrid elf cultivation plan." Thutmer paused, and then continued: "But it was too late—hybrids had to go through many generations of internal reproduction to form a stable blood lineage, and it was barely completed until the eve of the elf empire's collapse; and the fertility of the beast elves was at best slightly stronger than that of the pure blood elves. There is no time for them to expand their numbers and form an army."

"That's why the race of beast elves, although they are of good quality, has really bad luck. Since its birth, the population has been pitifully small. When the elf empire collapsed, they also died out, so there is no reputation left and few people know about it."

Li Cha nodded after listening, this explanation makes perfect sense.

But there was one more thing that made him curious: "Why do you know so much?"

"It's the knowledge I inherited through my bloodline." Thutmose replied honestly.

"It seems that your ancestor was an expert." The lord said with great interest.

After all, bloodline inheritance only works between direct lines. So just look at whether a dragon has a wide range of knowledge, and you can roughly know whether his ancestors liked to squat in the nest or travel around the world. What Thutmose said must be a secret. Even back then, not just any dragon would have the chance to know.

"This..." Thutmose suddenly became hesitant.

"explain!"

"Because the elves tried to breed dragon elves back then, my ancestors... once took the initiative to serve as volunteers, so they have a better understanding of this aspect."

Li Cha was stunned for a while, then suddenly sneered.

Speaking of volunteering as a volunteer, you can tell with your toes that you are coveting the beauty of an elf girl.

"Successful?"

"No." Thutmose shook his head, "The final descendant is not a dragon elf, but an elf dragon. It has inherited all the shortcomings of dragons and elves, and has a very serious blood disease. Although it is a kind of dragon, its body length is less than two meters when it grows up, and its elemental talent is close to zero. Intellectually, it is completely idiotic and almost useless."

"This is crazy enough." The lord could not help but sigh with emotion.

Just looking at the huge size gap between elves and giant dragons, one knows that the difficulty must be exaggerated. It is obviously difficult to get any good results for an elf who advocates nature, but does this kind of behavior that forcibly violates the rules.

"When the empire was on the verge of destruction, geniuses and lunatics flourished, and many imaginative works burst forth." Thutmose said: "If you humans hadn't pulled the dwarves and orcs into an alliance, you didn't give them much time to react, and they would be wiped out in one go. It's hard to say who will win in the end."

The lord sneered at this statement: "There is a bright spot that does not mean that the overall situation can be saved. As long as the race of elves cannot adapt to the low tide of elements, the rise of human beings is an irresistible trend, at most a few hundred years earlier or a few hundred years later."

"Besides, didn't the beast elves die together with the elf empire? How did they turn into mummies and appear here?" Li Cha picked up a scimitar with the crescent moon, flicked it with his fingers, and the clear voice showed that the steel mouth was excellent, "Their weapons are so new, they must not be old rice dumplings that have been buried for thousands of years!"

"Then I don't know." Thutmose obediently lay in the dragon crystal, motionless.

"How do you feel about the strength of these mummies?" Li Cha stretched out his foot and kicked the bucket-thick snake tail, then turned to look at Hurt not far behind him.

"It's not bad." The centaur hesitated for a while, but nodded in approval. "You can tell from its size that it is not weak, and its defense ability is no less than that of armored soldiers. Moreover, as an undead, it can actually move against the sun. The regular soldiers of the Alpine Fort are definitely no problem, but the ordinary natives are probably no match."

"That's right." Li Cha pinched his eyebrows, "I'm worried that the number is more than what we saw. If there are more snake elf mummies spreading around and slaughtering creatures everywhere, it will be a troublesome thing."

"Then what should we do?" Hurt began to scratch his head dryly.

Li Cha bowed his head and pondered for a while, silently vowing in his heart that he must expand the army as soon as possible - the plate in the Alpine Fort is getting bigger and bigger, and now he feels more and more that he has insufficient troops, and he is starting to be stretched if he wants to divide the troops into multiple operations.

"Send a message to the Alpine Fort headquarters." As soon as the lord opened his mouth, Hurt immediately took out a carbon stick and straw paper and prepared to record, "Let Buckland directly tell the native tribes the news of the undead, and let them move closer to the Alpine Fort. The tribal warriors and the Alpine Fort militia will gather together to patrol and issue weapons in stock when necessary. The other centaur will also send half back, which should be enough to deter the natives from causing trouble in a short time."

"Can they be obedient?" Hurt hesitated.

"Aren't there a lot of natives who want to join Alpine Fort? If you draw a big cake for them, they will work hard." Richard snapped his fingers, "Let Buckland decide how to do it. This old man knows how to do it."

"What about you, my lord?" Now that the lord has made a decision, Hurt is no longer entangled.

"I feel that the problem may be at the bottom of the lake. No matter what, I have to go down and see for myself, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well." Li Cha patted Hurt on the shoulder, "And master, I have a strong hunch that this time it might not be a trivial matter."

"Do you want to report to the Noble Court?"

"No, don't use it for now." Li Cha was suspecting that the Alpine Fort had something special about attracting the undead, so how could he be willing to involve the Noble Garden.

Hurt scribbled a few conclusions, folded the letter and stuffed it into a leather envelope and handed it to another centaur. He asked him to lead thirty of his fellow clansmen back to Alpine Fort, and hand over the letter to Elder Buckland himself.

"It takes at least a day and a half for a person to go back, and the news will be sent back with carrier pigeons first." Richard interrupted Hurt suddenly.

"But we didn't bring pigeons." Hurt said embarrassingly.

"No, we brought it." Li Cha quietly looked at Thutmose in the dragon crystal, who was full of bewilderment.