Starting from the pirates, pushing the world

Chapter 806 This is war!

"What, feathered people?!"

The second floor of No.20, the top of the Kasbata tower where the Elf Council is located.

Because it is completely open-air, too bright sunlight splashes in every corner.

It's just that the temperature in the venue is not as hot as expected, and has been kept at a comfortable level, with cool breeze blowing from time to time.

The area here is wide, and there are six steps of stepped stone seats on both sides, and there is an elf wearing a green cloak sitting on each seat, and there is no age difference in appearance.

At this time, an elf with a yellow cloak half-kneeled in the open space, emphasizing urgently to the chairman of the Tyleuk Council standing behind the central presiding platform.

"Yes, Captain Yagier, who was the first to contact the enemy, indeed said that there were many feathered people in the ranks of the barbarian fleet!"

"But how is this possible? Although the feathered people's aversion to barbarians is not as strong as ours, they have refused to contact barbarians just like us for thousands of years!"

An elf senator on the stairs to the left stood up and shouted.

"okay!"

Another elf sitting on the right step stood up and shouted: "What's the use of talking about it now, no matter what the reason is, won't you know if you defeat them all?"

Seeing this, the previous elf councilors did not dare to say any more.

Because this is not an ordinary congressman, but Esmail, one of the three consuls including the chairman of the assembly, and the consul with the worst temper.

Esmailu also ignored him, and turned his head to propose to the chairman of the Ryuk Council.

"President of the Council, since the Feathermen have appeared among the barbarians, it will not last long with the patrol fleet on the periphery. I hope to lead the council guards to stop it!"

The chairman of the Ryuk Council naturally had no reason to refuse: "Okay, then I'll leave the front line to you!"

"As it should be!"

A bright green light emerged from Esmailu's body. Surrounded by the turbulent wind with a cold expression, Esmailu shot straight into the sky like a rocket.

at the same time.

Among the councilors, about forty people who summoned the power of the wind spirits followed closely.

They are all followers of Esmailu, and they belong to the most proud of the elves, and also the iron-blooded members who hate humans the most.

Every year, a war against the barbarian kingdom is proposed or supported, and the barbarians who believe in 'demons' will be completely destroyed.

Therefore, the fighting power of these elf councilors sent by the consul of Esmailu can also be said to be the strongest.

They are not interested in art and knowledge that they find useless, only interested in practicing swordsmanship and practicing combat magic.

But fortunately, the elves who don't like war have always occupied the majority.

So every vote was unsuccessful.

but now
The MPs who stayed at the meeting looked at each other, with more or less worry in their eyes. This barbarian took the initiative to call the door, and it was doomed to be unable to stop the war between the two sides.

And war kills!
They have a long lifespan and a youthful body.

In terms of materials, they like to eat fruits and vegetables. Although they live in the desert, because they live in magic first, they never lack food, and their living conditions are considered comfortable.

The population is not very large. After all, the elves can only give birth after they are fully mature, that is, they reach the age of 60.

And usually only one can be born, and a second would be worth calling the neighbors for a party.

So, they really don't want to fight!

But why did these barbarians dare to come and attack? The feathered people even participated in it, looking for death?

Although these elves don't like to fight, and don't want to fight, they know that enough force can protect themselves and enjoy a good life.

Therefore, taking full advantage of the advantages of long lifespan, they have invested a lot of energy in the study of technology and innate magic.

So when the barbarians were still using sail wooden boats, they had already used steel warships and large-caliber naval guns.

The "bounce" magic was also engraved on it in the form of a spell, and more wind stones were used as power sources, so that the speed and speed of the warship far surpassed the barbarian's magic warship.

It can be said that one elf warship is enough to fight against five or six barbarian warships, and if it is handled well, it can even fight more barbarian warships.

They even have a large reserve of 'flint'!
Therefore, the elves have really achieved "there is no need for a sword", and they are clearly capable of fighting all human countries, but they just stay in the Sahara Desert peacefully.

This is also the reason why human beings obviously hate elves, but dare not take any practical actions for thousands of years.

Because they can't beat it at all.

Therefore, we can only continue to vilify and demonize the elves, which has caused human beings to be a little more afraid of the elves, because in the legend, the elves are extremely evil and bloodthirsty.

In 'Original'.

When Tiffany, a half-elf, revealed her identity and showed her pointed ears for the first time in the classroom of Tristein Academy of Magic.

Even Professor Hugh Bruce, a third-level magician with the title of 'Red Earth', collapsed to the ground in fright, his face full of horror.

The students panicked and hid under the desks one after another.

This is the relationship between humans and elves in this world.

"Hmph, since the barbarians are going to fight first, let's fight. They seem to have forgotten the power of our elves. Councilor, I suggest to open the Flint storehouse, check how much inventory is there, and be ready to go to the battlefield at any time!"

After a moment of silence, an elf councilor said coldly.

"Ah."

Chairman Tyleuk nodded expressionlessly on the rostrum, and his usually calm personality also showed anger in his eyes.

at the same time.

Over an oasis at the very edge of the elf kingdom.

Spiral fighter jets fought head-to-head with the elf knight riding the wind dragon. From time to time, fragmented fighter jets or blood-splattered wind dragons could be seen falling down with howls.

The former made the most noise when it landed, bursting into clusters of flames.

An elf master surrounded by strong winds, manipulating many flying swords with green lights on the surface, fought fiercely with air force majors who had wings or transformed into large birds and insects.

however.

The combat quality of the latter is obviously much higher than that of the former.

Although these elf fighters practiced frequently, after all, they had not encountered war for thousands of years, and their living environment was very comfortable.

Some sword moves, magic, and theoretical knowledge that are usually practiced may not be able to be used well if you really encounter a life-and-death fight.

Air Force majors are different.

They were all from the Navy Headquarters before, and they often fought desperately with pirates at sea. It can be said that they have both ability and luck to survive until now.

It's just that after becoming an air force, the battlefield has changed from the sea to the sky.

Moreover, the conquest of other worlds and various policies of the world government in the past few years have enabled them not only to master various breathing methods and various extraordinary physical skills, but also to renovate a lot of equipment.

The knives in his hands were all good and fast swords before, and some people with more military exploits even exchanged them for court tools from the Teigu world.

Under the clothes, he was also wearing the invulnerable 'Kabane close-fitting suit'.

There are even all kinds of emergency pills and small firearms prepared in the coat pockets.

In this situation.

After a short period of fighting and adapting to the various magical effects of the elves, cruel sneers began to appear on their faces.

Although there is no way to take those warships with 'rebound' barriers for the time being, the wind balls of these elf knights can't stop their full attack.

"Breath of Thunder·One Type·Thunderbolt Flash!"

An air force major with a white feather coat behind him suddenly turned into a flash of golden lightning and cut the elf knight behind him, together with the wind ball around him and the wind dragon under him, in half instantly.

"Although the higher-ups told us to be merciful and try our best to catch those alive, you are not like the weak. Whether you can survive depends on your own fate!"

"After all, this is war, elves from other worlds."

(End of this chapter)