Chapter 1835

Hearing what Xiweier said, all the remaining elves looked at the direction of Xiweier with a surprised face. They lost? Lost to the weak human army. Yes, even now most elves don't have this concept. How can they lose.

It's impossible for you to let the elves calmly accept this result. Even if the elves are surrounded by the Terran Legion and will be destroyed, they still can't accept their failure. The question is that they don't have this concept. So the first reaction in all the elves' brains when they heard Xiweier's words was to refute, as if they could win if the refutation won Xiweier's words.

However, before they could speak, a voice more excited than them shouted: "nonsense, we lost? We elves may lose! Absolutely impossible! You can't deceive us!"

This really means that the heart of each elf family has gone, that is, how can they lose. But when the people who heard this sentence were stunned and looked at it, they found that the person who helped them shout out their inner words was actually a human.

Yes, Linton seems to be more worried than them at this time, and his faith seems to be more identified than them, which makes them a little confused. What's the situation of mankind?

"Everyone! There are only weak human armies on the opposite side. Even if the number... Well, it's probably a hundred times higher than us now, but it doesn't matter. Our elves warriors can easily defeat these weak Terrans with one block and one hundred, and there's no problem. Everyone says yes!" Cried Linton.

"Er..." I have to say that although these elves haven't lost the concept up to now, it sounds too exaggerated to block a hundred or something.

"Why don't you answer? Are you doubting my words? Do you think the Elves will lose to these weak humans? Are you still not the elves? I'm really ashamed of you cowards in the elves. It's only a hundred times the number gap that makes you suspicious? We elves are the strongest in the universe. We kill all the people under the gods and blow them out in one breath Go, you can cut the sun, moon, stars and rivers, just human beings... "

"Shut up!" Sylvie next to her yelled off Linton's speech directly, because it was really more and more outrageous.

"Is there a problem with what I said? Ask the elves around here. Who dares to say that our elves can't!" Linton didn't stop, said excitedly.

"War doesn't depend on your mouth!" Sivil roared angrily.

"Alas?" Linton paused for a moment, and then looked at Sylvie in surprise, "Wait, it's impossible. You're an elf family. How can you understand this truth? In your elf family's view, fighting is just talking. I say winning is winning. Even if I'm completely annihilated by the enemy, I'll win. This is the logic of the elf family. You speak with facts and don't deserve to be an elf!"

"War... Not by mouth..." Sylvie ignored Linton's ridicule and sat directly on the ground. Obviously, she did understand this truth, but it was a little late now.

"Listen to the elf troops in front. You have been surrounded. Lay down your arms and surrender, or all will be killed." Suddenly a voice came from outside. Linton looked. Terran marshal sculam came to a slightly forward position and was shouting at the elves. Of course, he was not stupid. He was protected by the nearby guards and the shield array. Once there was any problem, someone would protect him immediately.

It may be that the general general Xiweier collapsed himself. The surrounding elves suddenly seemed to wake up. Looking at the bodies of the elves covered with the ground around them, they suddenly seemed to break through a little from the cocoon of thinking. They... Lost?

"Fnnd dog P." At this time, Linton shouted directly in the direction of sklam, "I tell you, before that, our Elves were useless. With a little force and a breath, your 340000 people army was destroyed and surrendered? I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet. Elves, rush for me and kill all these weak people!"

"No, your highness, will you stop making trouble?" Skram here also looked at Linton standing among the elves in silence. He didn't know what to do with the current situation. It's your order to fight with the elves. You sent our soldiers. Now you stand in a group of elves and seem to support them. It's a little strange, "let's kill people without killing our hearts."

"No, I'm busy." Linton said, "I told you not to be captured, right? What are you trying to persuade me to surrender here?"

"The loss of persuading them to surrender is relatively small. Let them lay down their weapons first and then do it." Skram is also honest.

"How many losses can there be? Look at the beggars of the elves. It's not too troublesome for such troops to persuade you to surrender when they fight with weapons that they don't know whether they have been removed from the museum or not?" Linton said.

"So attack directly?" Asked scrim.

"Yes, don't talk nonsense directly. I can shout more lines." Linton said.

"Yes, your highness." Scrim nodded and waved to the rear. "Attack and wipe them out."

"Warriors of the elves! Today is a fateful day! Many people will die in battle. So, hold the shield! Hold the spear! Burst out the anger in your chest!" Linton got up and directly waved his arms among the elves and shouted, "the enemy is only more than 300000, and our army has more than 3000 people. The advantage is me! Fight! Fight to the last minute! Blow them to death!"

Although Linton shouted excitedly, no one came forward at all. Obviously, the Elven soldiers also know that they will become the figures in the casualty statistics, and they don't even have the motivation to struggle now.

There is a saying that a sad soldier will win. There is also a commonly used strategy called encircling three and missing one. This is to remind the commander not to really force the enemy to death, or the rabbit will bite when it is urgent. In fact, sklam chose to persuade him to surrender at this time because he knew the art of war. He was worried that the remaining elf soldiers were still trapped and would bite another piece of meat from them.

However, Linton knew that these Elven soldiers didn't have the ability at all, and they needed the support of faith to fight to death. Now these Elven soldiers happen to have faith. At present, they are in the state of collapse of faith, their minds are blank, and they don't even know why they are standing here with weapons. You don't have to think so much about them. You can kill them on the spot.

The actual situation is no different from Linton's expectation. The Terran army swarmed up and didn't need any tactics at all. Just push and cut. The soldiers on the elf side fell down in pieces. The battle lasted more than 20 minutes. There was no elf soldier who could stand.

So far, the 80000 elves' army was wiped out. No, to be exact, it was still alive. The general general Xiweier was still alive, and Linton saved it. However, at present, her situation seems... Not very good. I don't know if she has been hit too hard by the spirit. The whole person has no response, and can only look at the ground with blank eyes.

"The loss is about... 6500 people." Sklam here took the report and said to Linton that it was an epic victory to lose 6500 and wipe out 80000 enemy troops. However, sklam always felt that he had no sense of reality. The main reason was that the elves' troops were weak beyond imagination. He didn't have a sense of achievement to win after a difficult battle.

"Oh, that's pretty good. It can cause 6500 casualties." Linton nodded. "If anything else is not dominant, it can also cause such casualties. The physical quality of the elf family itself is really OK."

"Yes, your highness, although their weapons are very old, their marksman's talent is really superb. Most of the casualties are caused by their marksman hitting the position where the armor can't be protected." Said scrim.

"All right." Linton nodded, "then continue to push into the elves country as you said before."

"Your Highness, is there any use for this general?" Sculam asked, wondering why Linton wanted to protect Sylvie, so he asked.

"That's very useful." Linton smiled and said, "You know, the reason why the elves are so weak now is that they are fighting on their own fantasy. But now, the illusion is about to burst and 80000 troops are wiped out. This will sober the elves. But they really wake up. It's not easy to do. After all, the quality of their whole race is still very high. If the whole people are soldiers, pull up another one The army may become difficult to deal with for a while. "

"Indeed..." sklam nodded. "Your Highness, I am confident, but the loss is a problem."

"Well, just know the point." Linton felt that scrim could really keep up with his ideas, "so now what we have to do is... Let the elves continue to live in their dreams."

"Hmm..." scrum frowned. Although he understood Linton's meaning, he quickly said, "but 80000 troops were wiped out. It can't be concealed anyway."

"What are the characteristics of the elves? Arrogance, understand? You don't have to think about hiding things from them. You just want to think about how to blow them. If you blow them for any reason, they will have a reason not to come out of their dreams. Then let them deceive themselves." Linton said.

"I still... Don't quite understand." Scrim thought for a moment and said.

"You see, their army has collapsed, right? It can't blow up, but we can help them shape a hero." Linton said, "as long as the elves believe that there is this hero, the Elves will not be in danger."

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