The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 306 Ironborn Elegy

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 306 Ironborn Elegy

————The Great Wall of Despair, Black Castle

"Isabelle!"

Looking at the beautiful figure not far away who was smiling and waiting for him, a joyful smile immediately appeared on Luo Han's face, and then he took the other person into his arms.

According to the original plan, Isabel should be responsible for staying in the world of Pendor as the governor and continuing to suppress the Noldor elves fighting guerrilla warfare in the Black Forest.

However, because the magical wind in Westeros is so scarce, and Rohan needs someone to replace the vacancy caused by Ange's departure, he can only trouble Isabel.

"Wow~ I have some news for you, about the group of Wild Hunts who are also suspected to be elves..."

Isabel, who was hugged by Rohan, also gently bit Rohan's pointed ear with her teeth, and then told Rohan all her information about the Wild Hunt.

In her opinion, those Wild Hunt elves who can also use the portal are even more threatening than the Noldor elves trapped in the Black Forest, and must be dealt with first!

After all, no matter how difficult the Noldor elves' guerrilla attacks are, they are still just a small force huddled in the dark forest and will not threaten Rohan's base in another world.

However, those Wild Hunting elves who travel to other worlds through the gate of time and space have an essential conflict of interest with Rohan, who is currently actively expanding and annexing foreign countries!

Who knows whether these large forces of wild hunting elves will come to the world of Pendor, the world of dragons, or even the world of Chloe in the future?

After listening to Isabel's warning, Rohan also realized the seriousness of the problem, and then couldn't help but touch his chin, and murmured while recalling:

"The unknown ice magic, the wild hunting elves in iron armor, and a white-haired witch hunter who came from time to time... It always feels a bit familiar?"

Although hundreds of years have passed, Rohan is still deeply impressed by "The Witcher 3", an excellent medieval fantasy game.

The first weapon with enchantment ability used by Rohan was the demon hunter weapon from "The Witcher 3" - [The Ultimate Silver Sword]!

Although the long sword has now been given to Morena of Hal Kadra, this does not mean that Rohan has forgotten the handy anti-large long sword.

Thinking of this, Rohan turned his attention to Shiri who was talking to Ed outside the hall, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice:

"I thought I was just an unknown pawn, but I didn't expect that he would actually have a great background?"

Ancient Blood, that is a really good thing!

Whether it is as the key to the door across the world, or as a melee mage who can perform unlimited flash movements, Ciri can be regarded as a powerful affairs officer.

And the fantasy world of witchers represented behind him is also a world of treasures worthy of Rohan's energy to explore.

Not to mention anything else, just the various magical magics and the mass-produced demon hunter potions are completely worth it for Rohan to find a way to get his hands on.

What, you said that the mortality rate in the 'Trial of Green Grass' to become a demon hunter is as high as 60%, and it is not considered mass production in the true sense at all?

Come on, a magic trial that can increase the success rate by increasing the number of people in the experiment is simply not a problem for the Drukki elves in a slave society, okay?

Gently stroking Isabel's long, smooth hair, in order to prevent eavesdropping, Rohan directly transmitted his voice into the other person's mind through divine power:

"Lisa, you go get in touch with Shirley later and see if there is any way to get her to join the ranks of the Misty Lady...

If that doesn't work, then I'll find a way to get the coordinates of the other party's world. After the things in this world are over, I will directly lead the army to jump to her world through the portal."

"Isn't this...not good?"

As soon as she heard that she actually needed to find a way to contact the white-haired girl, a look of embarrassment immediately appeared on Isabel's face.

In the past, he would naturally not have minded being friends with a strong person like Xili, nor would he have minded backstabbing his 'best friend' for Lohan.

But as a queen who has been in power for many years, asking her to shamelessly talk about friends with a little girl makes her feel somewhat out of step with the trends of the times.

After all, although Isabel still looks like a young girl in her early twenties, she is actually a 'young woman' who is about to enter her third trimester.

This allowed her to view Xili completely as an outstanding junior, rather than as a friend.

This is just like when most elves look at humans, they regard humans as weak juniors rather than equal status.

Naturally, Rohan understood Xili's inner struggle, so he comforted him:

"Don't worry, you just need to behave as usual. There is no need for extra psychological burden."

After the thoughtful Isabel left, Rohan turned his attention to his newly acquired pious hunting dog next to him - Ramsay Snow.

Looking at this gloomy young man who was covered in blood and had been kneeling next to him in obscurity, Luo Han couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"Little Peipei... I didn't recognize him just now. It's really disrespectful."

Through the exchange with Isabel just now, Rohan finally knew that the rugged black-haired young man in front of him was the illegitimate child who achieved great feats in the play - Little Peeling!

The feats it will perform in the future include but are not limited to:

Forcibly married the widow countess of the neighboring Horwood territory and starved her to death; castrated Theon Greyjoy, the heir of the Iron Islands, and destroyed his personality to become a 'Reek'; in front of Theon Reek

He raped and brutalized Sansa Stark, the eldest daughter of the Stark family, in front of others...

All kinds of crimes, if viewed from the perspective of the innocent Lohan who had just time-traveled a hundred years ago, they would be the kind of existence that would be difficult to vent public anger without killing!

But if we look at it according to the standards of the Drukki elves, Ramsay is not only not a cruel villain, he can even be called a good dog worth training.

After all, it is indeed rare to see humans whose temperaments are so consistent with those of the Druchi elves...

Rohan sat on the main seat of the hall with his legs crossed, and asked Ramsay who was still kneeling with interest:

"Since you want to be my hunting dog, then if you want to eat dog food, first tell me what you can do for me?"

"Okay master, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Han's divine body couldn't help but feel nauseated goosebumps, and then he hurriedly waved his hand to stop:

"Stop! Change your name!"

"...Okay sir, I can tell you all the information and rules in Westeros; you can also leave any dirty work to me, I am not picky about food..."

Seeing the look of disgust on Rohan's face, Ramsay was frightened and quickly changed his words, and then began to talk about the role he could play.

——Iron Islands, Kuroshio Island

The Iron Islands are the home of a cruel seafaring people who call themselves the Ironborn and barely make a living on these barren islands by raiding, fishing and hunting.

Since the sea near the Iron Islands is not only prone to frequent storms and full of reefs, but also lacks natural harbors, the ironmen have created traditional "old roads" for their livelihood by raiding.

‘Strength is better than hard work’.

This is not only the ruler of the Iron Islands, the family motto of the Greyjoy family, but also a true portrayal of the Iron Islands.

And it was on such a cruel archipelago that something major was happening that could change the fate of the entire archipelago:

"It's the Drowned God! He must be the Drowned God who is said to bring fire from the sea and plunder the entire world with fire and sword in the sea!"

Located on the coast of Kuroshio Island, a middle-aged man with long black hair and beard was waving his hands almost crazily, focusing on the black light sea not far away.

And on the sea that was emitting black light, a bloody and terrifying massacre was going on:

Rumble——

I saw a giant floating island much larger than Kuroshio Island, which was constantly spitting out flames. The black flames instantly covered the entire sea surface, engulfing the surrounding Ironborn longships that were trying to get closer.

And in the sky above this floating island, a figure exuding demonic flames, constantly flapping its wings and floating in the air is performing terrible magic:

"Evil Flame·Entropy!"

Following Daario's angry roar, several huge black fireballs roared down from the sky and landed on the Ironborn warships.

And these black flames did not explode as the Ironmen and Xiang Zhong expected, but instead began to corrode their hulls and flesh like magma appearing out of thin air!

"Ahhhh——"

"Jump into the sea quickly!"

Many ironmen covered in flames struggled to jump into the sea, but were soon engulfed by the huge waves set off by the Black Ark's turn, and disappeared into the rough sea.

Those Ironborn who were lucky enough to successfully enter the sea breathed a sigh of relief, but they would soon discover that they were happy too early:

"This fire has not been extinguished by the sea!"

"I can feel this fire eating my arms, please help me!"

"This is the legendary divine fire that belongs to the Drowned God. He must be the messenger of the Drowned God!"

Seeing the longships sinking on the sea around them and the ironmen being swallowed by black fire, even the strongest ironborn could not suppress the fear in their hearts, so they decisively put down their weapons and surrendered.

After all, the reason why they chose to attack the Black Ark was entirely because they saw the gorgeous mist icons and various exquisite buildings on the Black Ark, and they were ready to plunder them.

However, after a brief confrontation, more than half of the ships of the strongest iron fleet in Westeros were sunk, while the other side was unscathed.

Some remaining Black Ark pirates have used ropes and dispatched landing craft to forcibly join the gang and capture several large Ironborn ships.

Some pirates have even begun to enter the cabins of these Ironborn longships and are moving the gold and silver jewelry belonging to the Ironborn back to the Black Ark!

I sat up in shock while dying of illness, is the lamb myself?

On two giant long ships at the end of the iron fleet, a short-haired woman wearing leather armor was anxiously directing the crew to avoid the black fire in the sea, and at the same time shouted to the other long ship:

"If we continue to fight like this, the Iron Fleet will really be wiped out. Uncle, let's put down our weapons and surrender!"

"I love my fleet more than my wife, Yara, do you think I want to watch my wife die!"

On another long boat, a middle-aged man as strong as a bull was looking angrily at the black figure flying in the sky, and the hand holding the battle ax was trembling slightly.

His name is Victarion Greyjoy, the younger brother of Balon Greyjoy, the ruler of the Iron Islands, and the commander of the Iron Fleet.

As he said, every Iron Fleet commander in history basically loved his Iron Fleet deeply. After all, it was the hope of the entire Iron Islands.

Not long ago, he noticed the fierce naval battle taking place near Kuroshio Island, so he hurriedly led the main force of the Iron Fleet to come to support.

He originally thought that the Black Ark was a gift from the Drowned God to the Iron Islands, and that it would be a magical weapon for the iron race to conquer the sea in the future.

However, now it seems that the only way to hold on to the last spark of the Iron Fleet is to surrender...

Seeing Daario in the sky seeming to be preparing to release the black fire again, Victarion no longer cared about his dignity at this time, dropped the battle ax in his hand and shouted to the sky:

"Stop it, we surrender!"

Hearing the noise coming from below, Dario glanced at the sturdy human silently, then withdrew the black sparks in his hand and fell in the direction of the Black Ark.

He had no intention of completely wiping out the Iron Fleet. After all, the task given to him by Lord Rohan was to make the Iron Islands an outpost, not a place of death.

As for the Iron Fleet... teach them a lesson and then accept them as dogs!

If the Druchi elves can barely be regarded as the Astartes under Rohan, then the well-equipped Pendor auxiliary army can be regarded as the bulk of the Astra Militarum.

Under normal circumstances, Rohan will also recruit some garrison troops from the local native world to maintain public security and clean up bandits, which is equivalent to the local defense force.

For example, the slave auxiliary army in Gran Town, the town militia in the Kingdom of Croy, and the musketeers militia in the world of Pendor.

Under normal circumstances, these garrisons do not have much heavy firepower. They usually use iron breastplates and spears that the elves and auxiliary armies despise.

But even so, for the poor Iron Islands and the North, they are still considered luxurious weapons and armor.

Using these backward iron weapons to buy the loyalty of weak areas is also a method Lord Rohan came up with in order to expand his influence in the indigenous world.

"Huh~ It seems we barely survived?"

"Yes, although it is a bit humiliating, fortunately the Iron Fleet was saved."

At this time, on the sea, the uncle and nephew who survived by chance did not know that Dario had regarded them as lackeys who were about to be collected, and they were still congratulating each other.

Feeling the hot air on the sea, Victarion couldn't help but cast his eyes on the Black Ark pirates who were collecting the Ironborn's belongings, and then sighed secretly.

They have to admit when they have done something wrong, and they have to stand upright when they are beaten. Now that they have lost the battle, they can only let go of their past status and let others take advantage of them.

The frantic shouting of the Drowned God Priest was still heard from the shore. Victarion couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and then shouted to his niece on the other side:

"Come on Yara, let's go meet the mysterious man chosen by the Drowned God."

(End of chapter)