I, the shame of the dragon clan, am actually the most evil dragon?

But today's battle is really too mentally tortured.

So even if they knew that they would be able to change shifts immediately and fall asleep in a comfortable bed, they still wanted to rest as long as they could.

Ornstein, who returned to the city, also sat on a step without any identity.

He stared blankly at the great magic that was shining with a hazy yellow light not far away for a long time.

Sitting next to him is Prince Echizer.

Several high elves and the two sword masters who came to help them returned to the city to cleanse and adjust after the battle was over.

The elves are obsessed with cleanliness, and they will die if they are dirty without washing.

The two Juggernauts who came to help them had no official status, so they didn't need to be responsible for anything other than fighting.If nothing happened, they naturally adjusted their bodies and minds.

Unfortunately, Ornstein and Echizer neither have a cleanliness that will die without a bath, nor are they white warriors.

Naturally, he stayed at the head of the city to guard.

Chapter 162 The Fifth Day

Ornstein raised his hand and patted Prince Eschizer on the shoulder.

"Is there any wine? Just have some, as long as you can drink it."

Ornstein is good at wine. As a high-ranking aristocrat, he usually drinks rare and good wine.But the current situation.

Of course, you can't have too much hope for a good wine that just fits your mouth.

Fortunately, Ornstein doesn't want to taste wine now, but simply needs wine to stimulate his spirit.

Prince Echizer didn't hesitate either.He directly took a bottle of treasure harvested in his early years from his space props.

Onstein took a look and raised his eyebrows.

"Boy, Elton!"

After turning the bottle, he blew a whistle.

"It's still a masterpiece of the Age of Gods!"

Ayrton, the famous elf wine.

Although it is called 1 Elton, it is actually just a transliteration of Sin'dorei.

According to the orthodox translation, it should be called the crown of golden flowers.

Both names are popular, but the name Ayrton is more popular in the middle of the earth and the west.

Wein stands in the middle of the Middle Earth, and Ornstein, as the nobleman of this country, naturally uses the title of Ayrton.

From the age of the gods to the present, except for those difficult times, the Sin'dorei basically brewed a batch of Elton wine every year.

But each time the quantity is not much, often only a dozen bottles are produced a year.

This is because the ingredients used in this wine are rare, and the second is because this kind of wine that contains the power of elements can only be brewed by high elves who are familiar with this way.

How noble are the high elves?How rare?

As a matter of course, the number of this kind of famous wine will go down.

However, after so many years of accumulation, no matter how little the annual production is, there will always be some stocks.

Two bottles are hidden in Ornstein's private wine cellar.

But one bottle was produced ten years ago, and the other was produced 300 years ago. Compared with this bottle, it's like shit meets gold.

The glutton in Wengstein's stomach was immediately hooked.

But slander is slander, he really made him open the seal, but he hesitated.

There is no way, the Alton wine from the Age of Gods, this is an eye-catching treasure that can be enshrined to the gods at national festivals.

At the same time, as a drinking buddy, he was really reluctant to let him drink such a treasure casually.

Such a treasure, why should we choose a more important day?

As a result, Prince Echizer, upon seeing this, simply snatched the bottle away, and with a flick of his finger, the seal flew off.

The aroma of the wine from the bottle escaped immediately.

Ornstein felt that he only took a sip, and his mind was filled with the floral fragrance that belonged to Alton wine.

Prince Echizer smiled, raised his head and took a big gulp.

This made Ornstein on the side envious and heartbroken.

This kind of fine wine is not drunk like this! ! !

After Prince Eshizer drank half of it, he handed the remaining half to Ornstein.

"Don't mother-in-law, I don't feel sorry for you. You feel bad for a hammer. If I were you, I would have to find a place to have fun now!"

Ornstein didn't listen to this, but looked at the half bottle of wine with regret.

"How can I drink at this time?"

"How can you drink like this?"

Prince Echizer laughed at himself like a mockery:

"Because I can't say that I will die tomorrow."

They have just passed the fourth day, even if the day before the dawn of the seventh day is thrown away, there are still two full days.

No one dared to imagine what number of legendary monsters would appear in the next two days.

Hearing this, the pity and grief in Wengstein's heart disappeared instantly.

In the end, they all turned into a long sigh, and then imitated Eshizer's way of raising their heads and pouring in a big gulp.

After drinking, Ornstein coughed like choking on water.

The back of the cough hunched down.

But when he finished coughing, he laughed heartily:

"I've never had such a good drink, and I've never had a drink like this again. Delicious!"

Beside him, Prince Eshizer also laughed loudly.

The two laughed on the steps like a fool.

It made the other soldiers look here strangely.

It seems that they noticed that the two of them interfered with the rest of the soldiers.

The laughter of the two stopped abruptly.

After laughing, Ornstein looked at the empty wine bottle in his hand, and asked Eshizer curiously:

"You said why the elves don't drink, but like to make wine, and the craftsmanship is so good?"

Prince Echizer shrugged:

"Who knows, long ears are always so mysterious. If you are really curious, there are not only elves in the city, but also several high elves and an elf royal family."

Onstein shook his head:

"Forget it, I just suddenly remembered, just ask casually, there is no need to look for the long ears. By the way. Do you know whether those high elves are male or female?"

This question also seems to have hit Prince Eschizer's itch.

He turned around and said gossipingly to Wengstein:

"I think they're all women! They're so pretty! It would hurt too much if they were men."

Onstein nodded first, then shook his head:

"Good-looking is good-looking, but the chest is too flat, right?"

Prince Echizer curled his lips:

"How many uneven long ears have you seen?"

"Hiss, I haven't seen it before!"

Pretty, slender, long-eared, androgynous and plain, are all synonymous with elves.

The two of them just kept talking, and I kept talking.

They didn't stop until the soldiers in rotation went to the city.

Prepare to return to their residences to rest and adjust.

Before leaving, Ornstein yelled at Eshizer:

"Alive, when the time comes, I'll sell everything I can and get you a good bottle!"

Prince Echizer did not reply.He just raised his hand with his back turned to show his understanding.

The two parted.

On the fifth day, a new wave of legendary monsters arrived earlier than expected.

Before dawn on the fifth day, they roared and came roaring.

This is a critical but not so critical battle.

Just like yesterday, the strong flew out of the city to cooperate with the mage tower to wipe out the legendary monsters.

The defenders rely on the top of the city to consume the tide of beasts.

From dawn until late at night.

The heads of three of the six fortresses were lost and seized, seized and lost.

After sawing back and forth several times, I survived today.

On the broken and blood-stained steps of the city head.

still the original position

Onnstein sat in his original position with a calm expression.

Ornstein took out a bottle of Elton that he had asked the elf for just now.Slowly uncover the wine seal.

I drank it in small sips.

While drinking, he said:

"I asked, and the long ears said that the brewing was to thank the Crimson Dragon King and the Dragon of Void Sight. This is their favorite gift and sacrifice."

"Ah, by the way, the long ears also said that evil dragons also like elf wine."

"That's right, you were wrong, I was right, those high elves are all men. Damn it! It's a waste of money!"

After rambling on for a long time, he was almost done drinking.

In the end, Ornstein left only one sentence before getting up and leaving the city:

"The one just now doesn't count, I'm going to get you a bottle after the beating!"

The place next to him was always empty.

Eshizer died, and 27 coalition soldiers died with him.

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Chapter 163 The Final Battle

There were no accidents on the fifth day, and it passed smoothly and unevenly.

What follows is the sixth day.

A really, really big day.

As long as the coalition forces hold today.At dawn tomorrow, the evil dragon will arrive as promised.

All will come to an end, and so will the days of fierce fighting.

The souls of those who died during this period will also be rested in peace.

But if they don't make it through today, then it doesn't matter how many people they died before.

It will all be empty talk and meaningless.