Wolf King

The queen of the forest elves is a well-received, gentle and kind queen. With only a little request, the queen generously opened the door for the massive materials traded between the prairie tribe and the dwarf king.

But the benevolent monarch is not without its shortcomings. For example, the dark elves have no effort to find out what the dwarf kingdom materials and grassland tribal materials have crossed from the elven forest...

Dark elf dungeon, spider mother temple.

Tang Angelo, the sickle of the abyss, was kneeling on one knee in a formal dress and had maintained this correct bowing posture for three minutes.

Above the main hall, the dark elf mother who was in the main seat had a gloomy face, and her tight lips pulled into a straight line.

"...Mother." Angelo pressed her head lower and called softly.

The faceless mistress showed her anger and palmed her hand on the armrest and stood up angrily: "Otilia --! When will this woman be against me! The shame of this weak and hateful elf- —!!”

The empty roar echoed the angry roar of the mistress, and the female officers on each side of the standing down their heads down one by one, acting more honestly than Angelo who was kneeling below... The mistress named the forest elf by name. Queen of the day, people who are good at charming on weekdays dare not agree with each other.

After all...if the king of the snow elves had risen a few hundred years ago, the queen of the forest elves should have been the king of all elves.

The mistress finally scolded, gasped, and suddenly looked down at Angelo, who was kneeling down to her highness, and her eyes were wide open: "Angelo! You actually sit back and watch those prairie men delivering food to the dwarf king, without saying a word!"

Angelo almost scared herself down and quickly raised her head to defend herself: "Mother, I really didn't expect the Fire Department to persuade the Dwarf King so easily. You know, the Dwarf King is irritable, arrogant, arrogant, self-confident, nobody in sight... "

After spraying a few hundred words of the dwarf king in one breath, Angelo continued to say: "Until, until we hear how much food the Ministry of Fire has delivered to the Western Continent..."

"How much?" The mistress yelled.

"Three hundred million!" Angelo said loudly. "Three hundred million catties can be used as staple food!"

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

The dark elf maid, angry and angry like a lion, calmed down instantly.

The master of the underground world raised his hands to tidy up his temples, and sat back elegantly on the high-back chair. Regardless of his appearance and manners, he was calm as if she was furious and angry just a few seconds ago.

Angelo's expression was still tense, and his forehead was full of sweat, but his heart was greatly relieved... This level has finally passed!

What is the concept of 300 million pounds of vermicelli? It can feed the concept of tens of millions of mouths on the entire western continent for at least two months.

Coupled with the harvest of the terraced granary in the southern part of the Dwarf Kingdom, the Dwarf King can pat his **** to ensure that this winter will not starve people to death.

This is the case for emergency food for natural disasters...

If it is used for combat preparations, then-the Ministry of Fire is fully capable of supporting an army of more than one million people and expedition for one year!

The Fire Department, which has such a powerful military supply and logistics supply capability, does not have a unified grassland!

They still squatted in the remote southwest corner. On the territory they ruled, there were only more than 50,000 people in the forest.

Even if you don’t look at the terrible potential of these prairie orcs, just looking at the logistical supply capabilities they can now show, it is enough to calm any king to re-examine this race of messes (goblins, gray dwarves, Centaurs are not very influential, and are usually not counted in the newly formed forces of the main race).

Yes... financial or combat power, and logistics and material production and supply capabilities. Any group with political demands must demonstrate its influence on large-scale battles in order to be recognized as a party.

I was so angry that I could not immediately find the Dark Elf Mother of the Fire, but it was for this reason that I suddenly adjusted my emotions and recovered my reason at a terrible speed.

In this world, monarchs of "why not eat meat emulsion" basically do not want to sit on the throne for more than a year, and monarchs who do not understand strategic planning (at least short-term strategic planning) can hardly rule like the dark elf mother The underground world for hundreds of years.

The dark elf mother calmed down and quickly thought of a critical issue, her eyelids could not help but jumped a bit, and she grasped the handrail tightly.

"In this way...the Emperor Beast can't be allowed to touch those prairie people anyway." The dark elf mother narrowed her eyes and murmured to herself.

At present, there is no direct conflict of interest between the Dark Elves and the Beast Emperor, and they are friendly and cooperative relations that can shake hands with a smile.

But if the beast emperor fully obtains the logistics supply capabilities of the prairie orcs, then... the preparation time for the beast emperor to organize an expedition's military supplies will be greatly reduced to at most half of the original time-siege equipment, weapon armor, military food Big item, the latter is that no matter how powerful the force must spend years to accumulate hoarding, in order to prepare enough!

There is no surplus grain in the demi-gods...cough, no matter how rich and rich the territory is, it will be extremely strict for the bulk of the grain transaction. Otherwise, why did the vermicelli of the Ministry of Fire sell to so many places without hitting the "tariff" threshold? Because such a good thing that bulk food flows into the country from abroad, the noble lords who are as stupid as the human race will not refuse!

Bulk food is the right strategic materials and military preparations for war. The non-peasant uprisings in Chinese history who want to rebel will never force a grain operation before raising the flag, and the people of this world will not be so stupid. I can't see the truth at all.

The dark elf mother ordered Angelo to buy vermicelli from the Fire Department, and part of it was placed in the underground city in case of unexpected needs...

"Angelo, the Fire Department delivered 300 million pounds of vermicelli to the Western Continent. So, what about our dungeon?" After a few seconds of contemplation, the Dark Elf's mother said again.

"The sage Ayun of the Snow Wolf tribe promised that five million pounds of vermicelli will be delivered to the dungeon before the winter." Angelo quickly answered, "At the same time... I heard that the vermicelli transaction between the forest elf and the Fire Department was also Unaffected, the Ministry of Fire delivered 30 million pounds of noodles to Elder Merrie of Ananas in one go, and... it is said that there were noodles filled with the entire fleet at the port of the elves and shipped to the southern continent."

The dark elf maid's eyelids jumped again, and the back of the hand holding the armrest protruded.

In a month, 300 million pounds of vermicelli were delivered to the western continent, and there was no delay in the vermicelli business with other forces. What a terrible production capacity!

The Dark Elf Mother and I can't help but regret... I knew that these prairie orcs were so tolerant, that before they fell into the eyes of the Beast Emperor, she should force the Fire Department to be taken under her command!

"Otilia, this pretend stupid! Shade'neighbor', shady such a monster!" The mistress scolded in her heart, when she felt that the fire department had a certain value in the early years, the prairie orcs had already embraced the forest The elf’s thigh, and she didn’t see that the Fire Department had any value worth turning over with the forest elf, which made it so difficult now.

But no matter how furious it is, the hostess must not sit back and watch the beast emperor take these prairie orcs back into their pockets. The underground veins that the dark elves are sitting on have already attracted the dwarf king, a brown sugar that hasn't been able to get rid of it for two decades. She doesn't want to be another beast emperor who can freely use her expedition after she has enough food!

"Call the guards and get ready to travel!" The dark elf mother stood up and waved at the female officer, "I want to visit the elven king!"

It's more than a month before this Frank's feast, but the Dark Elf Mother can't wait any longer, she has to prepare in advance...Since the Dark Elves can't own the Fire Department, then the Beast Emperor don't want to pick up cheap!

When the Dark Elf Mother was going to Samara Snow Mountain in advance, Otalia, the Queen of the Forest Elves, was already sitting in the palace of the Elven King and met with the Elven King.

The Dark Elves who have just worked friendly with the Beast Emperor can't tolerate the Beast Emperor's acceptance of the Fire Department's productivity-monstering monster, nor can the Forest Elves.

After all... for thousands of years, the three elves of the Northern Continent have maintained the harmony of the surface and respected one co-owner regardless of whether they come together or not. The existence of the Far East Orc Empire is the biggest reason.

Regardless of whether the proud elves admit it or not, the Far East Orc Empire, which has ten times the population of the elven clan and has a whole piece of the Far East continent, is Bloomfield’s most powerful force.

Why do Snow Elves engage in small movements in the Far East for a long time? Have they eaten too much? Of course not-everything is just because the orc empire is too powerful. If all the orcs in the Far East are united to the outside world, then a powerful king like a snow elf will also have a headache!

If it were not for this, the elven clan had eaten more tiger clan that took the dwarf king together to "bless" the altar... The tiger clan beast emperor was there, but they did not see how harmonious their relationship with the tiger emperor was. .

The winter on the Samal Snow Mountain came earlier than the grassland. The grassland was just dyed by autumn colors to a golden color, and the snow had already snowed in the ice and snow king city.

Sitting on the top floor of the elven king's palace, sitting in the warm room, as long as he raises his head, he can see through the glazed ceiling and see the little snowflakes falling above the magic circle surrounding the entire ice and snow king city.

In the tea room, which is exquisite and atmospheric, and graceful and low-key, Queen Otilia and the elven king sit opposite each other across the crystal coffee table.

The female officer Gina in a long skirt picked out the core with a jade pick and placed the cut fruit plate at the queen's hand. The queen nodded slightly to the intimate female officer. She still had a trace of unhealthy weakness, but she was meticulous in sitting posture, and her eyes were gentle and firm. Even if she was in the same room as the elf king, she still maintained the posture that the queen of the forest elf should be.

In contrast, the elven king on the opposite side is somewhat casual. He was wearing a white dress with a very simple style, sitting in a high-back chair less formally, his hands clasped in front of his belly, his fingers lightly tapped on the back of his hand, his head slightly tilted, and he was thinking about something.

"Otilia, what do you think?" The elven king seemed to think of something and looked up at the queen.

The queen has much more contact with the elven king than the dark elf mother. The king seems to be asking her for her opinion, but she believes that the king has made up her mind.

"King, the cursed land, it is not tolerant of the flame department." The queen smiled.

The elven king smiled.

"In this case... it depends on whether these prairie orcs can stand before the feast." The Elf King said.

Differentiating the Far East Orcs is a thing that the Elven Clan has been trying to do for thousands of years. If the Orcs on the grassland can form an Orc clan power independent of the Far East, there is really no reason for the Elf Clan to oppose...

Not only do you not object, but also strongly support!

But the support of the elven tribe is not so easy to obtain. If these prairie orcs can’t resist the secret moves of the beast emperor secretly, then the elves are not interested in wasting effort.

The queen smiled softly again: "I rejected the invitation of my tribe and went to seek the alliance of the Dwarf King. Presumably, the Fire Department is ready to prove itself."

The Queen was not ignorant of being strongly rejected by the Ministry of Fire and being used as a bridge springboard to hook up the dwarf king.

But she didn't feel angry about it, but instead admired the style of the grassland tribes who tried their best to seek independence-she had received the education of the elf co-owner, and she did not lack this skill!

The author has something to say: Why does Ayun want to bravely throw out 300 million pounds of vermicelli and force Balck to produce more? That's why...

Holding hands with the dwarf king is on the one hand, and letting the elves correct their attitude towards the Fire Department is on the other hand.

Of course, in addition to being able to produce, the Fire Department must also show the ability to fight, not to burst.