Warlock War

"Okay, he is dead, let's continue our business..." Wang Xu's words attracted the attention of the remaining elves and nobles again.

After seeing the slight smile on Wang Xu’s face, all the great elves and nobles present here trembled in their hearts and said, “Big Brother, you just died, you can still laugh. How ruthless you are!

After a glance at the people who all sat quietly back to their respective positions, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, Wang Xu quietly said: "The Imperial Guard is the army guarding the Elf King, not the border guard, nor is it Your private army, why do you help you guard your territory? You defend your territory yourself, just like me. In the past 20 years, when did I ask the Guards for help? I have been in the Dark Mountains for 20 years. , Is the cruelty of the Dark Mountains comparable to that of the Elf Forest?"

Originally, the Elf King, who had some opinions on Wang Xu’s idea of ​​withdrawing the Guards, heard Wang Xu’s words "The Guards are the army that guards the Elf Kings". At this moment, Lenovo only has more than 5,000 left by his side. The guards of the human guards were too weak, and gradually, he agreed with Wang Xu's opinion of withdrawing the guards.

"In any case, we must withdraw the Guards. That is the last elite force of our elves. It cannot be completely consumed on the border!" Although he was boasting about the Guards, Wang Xuxin said: What Elite, it's a group of young master soldiers with almost zero combat power. If it weren't for you to be the only combat power in the elven clan, I wouldn't care if I sacrificed you all.

"As for your territory in the elven forest, you should guard yourselves. If you can't keep it, you surrender. Take a bet and see if the snowfield half-orcs will give you a chance to survive...huh..." After a sound, Wang Xu continued: "When the City of Elements was besieged, you did not send troops to help, and none of them sent troops. Therefore, if you are in trouble, don’t expect the Guards to help you. Wait until you are truly willing. When you contribute to the country, the country will truly treat you as its own people!"

"That's good..." After being infected by Wang Xu's exquisite words, the Elf King applauded Wang Xu and said to his heart: My son is really enlightened, much better than me. If I could realize this earlier , You won’t be fooled by this group of people.

I don’t know the Elf King. When Wang Xu said that, he almost vomited himself. He kept cursing the Elf King in his heart: The elves will become such a virtue, and it is not your old man’s harm, just Your level leader, who is willing to do things for you, you praise me, I want to shoot you to death with bricks!

In the end, the Elf King played a "hesitating" and "sorrowful" expression for a while, and then gave an order: "Okay, I agree to withdraw the Imperial Guard..."

"Your Majesty the King..." After hearing the command from the Elf King, the great nobles of the Elf race, who had been afraid to speak, finally couldn't help but speak. They all pleaded with the Elf with a hoarse voice and an expression of pain. king.

Wang Xu understands their performance. After all, if these great nobles lose their territory, they will lose everything except the title, because there is no such thing as a salary in this world. All the income of the nobles is the property in the territory. Without the territory, there will be no property and no money. For them who are used to living a luxurious life, it is nothing more than a disaster.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will send the order now." After a sneer, Wang Xu, regardless of how the group of "parasites" cried, directly signaled Yaheng Baker to execute the order to withdraw troops: "Master Baker..."

After receiving Wang Xu’s signal, Yaheng Baker nodded and saluted the Elf King, and after smiling with Wang Xu, he walked out of the banquet hall with a sneer amidst the tug of a group of great nobles...

"Okay, I'm finished with the two things I want to say. I wish the Elf King a longevity, and I wish the Elves a prosperous clan..." He tilted his head slightly and said a high-sounding congratulatory speech, and Wang Hao sat gently. After getting down, he bowed his head and ate the "green vegetable feast" in front of him.

Finally, in the cries of the great elven nobles and the silence of the elven king, the banquet finally ended.

When the Elf King entered the back hall again, the great aristocrats of the Elf race did not say hello to Wang Xu, and they filed out. Obviously, they were going to inform the clansmen in their own territory to quickly evacuate the Elf Forest.

When Wang Xu was strolling outside along the veranda inside the palace, a grand duke of the elven tribe, faintly "floating" next to Wang Xu, coldly said to Wang Xu: "Could it be that you are not afraid of our unity Rise and fight against you, in that case, you cannot become the next Elf King!"

"I'm not afraid of this..." Wang Xu shrugged indifferently, and responded calmly: "I look forward to your uniting against me..."

"You are too confident..." The Elf Clan Grand Duke coldly replied to Wang Xu.

"Let's put it this way, kill all of you old people and replace them with new ones. I can do it in only one day. You...understand..." Wang Xu squinted and looked half lower than himself. The Grand Duke said with a sneer.

"Huh..." Angrily glared at Wang Xu, and after another cold snort, the Grand Duke quickly walked away in anger, and after leaving the last sentence "Wait and see...", he disappeared around the corner. .

After hearing the last "threat" of the grand duke, Wang Xu curled his lips indifferently, and then continued to stroll away.

As soon as Wang Xu walked out of the palace gate, the bronze slab bridge in front of the moat outside the gate hadn't finished. Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ swept a sky-blue arc-shaped vindictive blade from the opposite bank of the river. Behind that arc-shaped vindictive blade was a rain of arrows that obscured the sky and the sun.

Obviously, the group of elven nobles who left the palace in the first step not only quickly notified the tribesmen in their territory to evacuate, but also prepared Wang Xu to kill!

After glancing at the sky-blue vindictive blade that only a Saint-level assassin can emit, Wang Xu smiled disdainfully, and then he disappeared in place instantly.

Just when the holy assassin hiding in the dark realized that Wang Xu was a space magician, and was frightened, with a muffled sound of "bang...", Wang Xu raised his hand and rammed a brick. On the back of the assassin's forehead.

"Sweet..." After exhaling a bad breath, Wang Xu stretched out his hand to hold the skull of the blood-spitting assassin, like dragging a rag bag, dragging his soft limbs away, leaving behind, A long bloodstain...

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