Elf Story from Another World

Chapter

"I'm really afraid of what will happen." Shkaluo said softly while lying on the table, his tone full of tiredness.

"At least we got the information." Lowenstein patted his shoulder, hoping it would relax him.

But how to relax an exaggerated army that has pressed to the border, and now even the city wall has just been built, with less than two thousand elves stationed there.

According to the previous battle loss ratio, two thousand elves are equivalent to about 40,000 human soldiers, which is far from enough.

"They won't give us time to prepare. This is a surprise attack." Shkaluo calmed down his emotions and then said, "They will have reinforcements, but we will be alone."

"Ah."

"The construction in our city is not yet complete, but we must first build a place to house the wounded tonight. The conditions are limited, so we can just use wood magic." Shikaluo rubbed his temples with a headache: "There is no forest, this We were unable to leave the city to fight, and all the dryads here were slaughtered by that damned bastard Ori."

"But fortunately, we have no residents here, and the city is not fully built yet, so we don't have to worry about civilian casualties." Lowenstein thought for a while and said, "I suggest abandoning this city. There are people in the rear."

"No, we can't give up." Shkaluo shook his head: "If this place is occupied, then they will have more attack routes to choose from, and with just a few of us, the situation will be far more passive than now."

"We can't resist this attack." Lowenstein concluded silently: "I only have four people who can use lower-level magic now. Upper-level magic requires at least three, and almost all of them will be lost afterwards. Combat capability.”

"Well, we only have one chance to use high-level magic." Shkaluo held his forehead: "My head really hurts. It feels so uncomfortable to not see hope."

"Then you also want to stay here?"

"You should remember Strath's family motto, but I forgot. You always hate being bound by those rules and regulations." Schkalo said tiredly: "But we are the last big family now, and we have to shoulder our responsibilities. We Behind us is where the elves have lived for generations. If we retreat, our last bit of reputation will be destroyed. In that case, even subsequent recruitment will be extremely difficult. If we retreat, we will have no chance of turning a corner."

"But we can't bear it."

"In that case, it will leave a good impression on us among the elves." Shikarono said nonchalantly: "Actually, there are many other big families outside the Forest of All Spirits. When we are gone, , these big families must unite even if they have conflicts with each other. The reason why they are not there now is because we are still here. As long as Strath is still here, we must be at the front, even if we all die here."

"Is this the so-called family glory?" Lowenstein sighed: "It's really because of this that I hate what you are saying."

"No, this is an obligation." Shkaluo looked at the sky. It was very clear tonight and the sky was full of stars: "Abandon the city wall tomorrow, bring in their troops, and fight in the city."

"Well." Lowenstein followed his gaze and looked at the stars: "What are you looking at?"

"Stars." Shkaluo said softly: "Maybe, this is the last time I will see the stars in the sky."

His tone was full of fatigue, and he suddenly laughed a few times: "I should have killed those two little bastards, at least the Ori guy."

"Who knew it would turn out like this?" Lowenstein shrugged: "Your fight really looks like a boring farce."

"I have to say, this time I really think you are right." Shkaluo closed his eyes slightly: "I guess the people in the Rovira family felt that they were about to get everything until they died. Haha, in the end, they were actually A little guy ended up like this."

The wind blew slightly, carrying a putrid smell that made people want to vomit. The swamp was slightly bubbling. Some unknown corpses stored under the swamp rotted into mud, and the putrid smell came out of it.

"No matter how many times I come here, I always feel that this is a really beautiful environment." Ennardez looked at the foot of the