The Legend of Bimeng: Section 423 Cheers

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Cheers for the 423rd Festival

The meeting hall of the Papal Palace in the capital of the Bright Empire

The Elf King and others are intensively discussing their next plan. The most important thing among them is naturally the arrival of follow-up reinforcements. Therefore, the anxious Elf King kept asking about the location of each reinforcement, and after getting the answer, he would urge it again. For those troops that were not fast enough, he would directly reprimand the representatives of the countries to which the troops belonged in public, without any shame. Keep. In fact, at this time, he couldn't care so much anymore.

Just behind the Elf King, there is a special member, the little princess of the Griffin Kingdom, Lan Snow. Originally she was not qualified to participate in this meeting, but when she found out that she had been deceived by her sister, she became furious and cried on the spot. Then he had to fly back again. No matter how others try to persuade you, it’s useless.

There was no other way. In order to prevent her from dying, the Elf King had no choice but to restrain her and then keep her with him all day long to prevent her from sneaking out again.

At this moment, a messenger suddenly walked in and reported: "Your Excellency, Commander, someone from the third line of defense is here to see you!"

"Third line of defense?" Everyone on the side suddenly frowned upon hearing this.

Then a person frowned and said, "Isn't he here to ask for help?"

"What else can there be besides this?"

"We have already told them to withdraw, but these people just don't listen. Now they are beaten to death by the undead, but they come to ask for help. What is this?"

"Yes, we can't send people to die in vain, and we can't save them!"

Everyone started talking about it, and almost everyone disagreed with rescuing them. Some people even don't want to see this third line of defense.

In fact, the Elf King also believed that they came to ask for help, and he was also very dissatisfied with this behavior. Because after all, they were given the opportunity, but they didn't cherish it themselves. Now they are in danger, but they come to ask for help. Wouldn't this drag others down?

But after all, he is the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces. Even if he is dissatisfied, he cannot directly shut out the other party. That would be too much. So after thinking about it for a while, the Elf King still agreed to meet the other party.

Soon, a tired and wounded soldier walked in and knelt down to salute.

However, before he could speak, the Elf King solemnly said: "Little brother, if you are here to ask for help, then I can only tell you with regret. No! I can't call others for your sake. Sacrifice in vain. However, I can order you to retreat in the name of the commander-in-chief, but you should make your own mistakes!"

"Huh?" The kneeling soldier was stunned for a moment. Then he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, you underestimate us. Since we all voluntarily stay behind, we are putting life and death at risk. How can I still have the nerve to ask you for help!"

"Oh?" When the Elf King heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said hurriedly, "Since you are not here to ask for help, what are you here to do?"

"I'm here to tell you the good news!" The man immediately said excitedly: "We have defeated the undead army!"

"Ah!" As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help being shocked, and everyone was dumbfounded.

The Elf King reacted first and asked hurriedly: "What did you say? You defeated the undead army? Are you kidding us?"

"Yes. How is this possible?"

“That’s nonsense!”

"Liarly reporting military information will result in beheading!" Others immediately reprimanded.

On the other hand, the soldier was not afraid at all, and immediately said solemnly: "It's true, at least there is no living undead as far as the line of defense we are stationed in!"

"Ah!" The Elf King said in surprise: "What, what is going on? Please tell me carefully?"

"Actually, we are also confused!" The soldier said: "Originally, the ferocious offensive of the undead army has left our defense line full of holes. It was about to be broken. But suddenly, I don't know why. All of them All the undead troops fell to the ground and died. The number of undead remains we found alone was hundreds of thousands!"

"Huh? Is this happening?" The Elf King immediately frowned. At this time, the first thing in his mind was the sad Lao Xie and others who assassinated the Lich King. Is it because they killed the Lich King? This, this is unlikely, right? Among the Lich King's guards, there are dozens of masters from the Light Sanctuary, as well as hundreds of thousands of other elite undead troops. How could they be killed by a little guy who is only at level six? Even I don’t have this ability?

While the Elf King was deep in thought, other people in the hall began to talk non-stop. Most people were skeptical and did not believe that such a thing would happen. But there are also people who choose to believe without hesitation, such as the old mage. Because he also knew about Lao Xie's assassination of the Lich King, although his heart was full of despair, at this time, the Lightning Dharma Saint, who received such clear news, naturally couldn't help but regard this as his last glimmer of hope.

Finally, the Elf King regained his composure, and then said: "Stop arguing, it's useless for us to talk about it here. We might as well go and take a look!"

"You're right, I'll go and see for myself now!" the old mage was the first to say impatiently.

"Wait!" Another lady immediately said worriedly: "I think it's better to send someone else! If this guy is bribed by the undead, then you won't be able to come back! ”

"Yes, maybe the third line of defense has been captured long ago, and this guy is just a person sent by the cunning Lich King to trick us into dying. The cunning of the Lich King is well known to everyone, we must not Don’t be careful!” Another person also said.

If someone else had said this, the old mage really wouldn't care, but the first person to speak was Natasha, the legendary prophet of the orcs, the old mage's sister and Lao Xie's biological mother. He didn't dare to offend the strong man even if he beat the old mage to death, so even though he was not happy in his heart, he could only hold back.

The Elf King also respected Natasha very much, so when he saw her speaking, he immediately agreed: "Miss Natasha is still careful, we should really guard against the Lich King playing this trick! In that case, Let’s send a team of my guards to investigate first!”

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, everyone agreed immediately.

Then, the Elf King sent a team of guards around him to the teleportation array, asking them to go to the third line of defense to see the situation and then report back.

Not long after, the guards of the Elf King came back and reported: "Your Majesty, we have checked and found that the undead army was indeed wiped out, and there were no scars on them. They seemed to have died on their own! ”

"Oh!" When everyone heard this, they were all pleasantly surprised.

The Elf King continued to ask excitedly: "Then have you carefully checked their number?"

"I didn't check carefully because there were so many. Even if I flew dozens of meters high, I couldn't see anything at a glance. There were hundreds of thousands of corpses of the undead just when I saw them, almost all of them dyed the earth. It's white, the scene is extremely weird!" the guard leader said.

"Ah, that's it!" The Elf King couldn't sit still anymore and said quickly: "Everyone, please follow me!" As he said that, he rushed towards the teleportation array.

A few minutes later, all the leaders of the coalition forces appeared on the third line of defense, and they were all shocked by what they saw. Countless corpses of the undead army were spread out layer by layer, spreading from the third line of defense down to who knows how far, anyway, they were all over the ground. From the lowest level skeleton warriors, to zombies, to death knights, and even advanced units such as skeleton mages and lichs.

Everyone present was an expert. After a quick look, it was clear that the corpses of so many undead must number in the hundreds of thousands! How could it be so strange that they all died in battle?

Then, masters from all over the world examined the corpses separately, intending to find out the cause of death. After careful investigation, everyone came to a shocking conclusion, that is, these undead servants all died because their masters were killed. In other words, the Lich King Sorrow is really dead. And the undead natural disaster he brought has officially come to an end!

After reaching this conclusion, everyone couldn't help but cheer. After all, a terrible disaster like the undead disaster is not fun for anyone. Not only will it waste people and money, but it will also seriously damage their vitality if not done well. In fact, who would be willing to fight those bones if they could avoid it?

Of course, there is also the most disappointed person here, and that is the Pope. Although he is very happy to have won the battle, he is extremely unhappy when he thinks that he was forced to abdicate. What depresses him the most is that in fact, he does not have to abdicate at all. As long as he insists on delaying it for a few more days, the undead natural disaster will be over. And he was spared that eternal infamy. It's a pity that he didn't know what to predict, so he missed the opportunity and became the laughing stock on the mainland. When he thought of this, the Pope felt so regretful that his intestines broke!

But now no one cares about the Pope's feelings at all. After the carnival, they began to focus on the hero who successfully killed the Sorrow of the Lich King.

Faced with everyone's questions, the Elf King took out Catherine's letter and showed it to everyone on the spot, and then smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone, judging from this letter and the performance of the undead army, this killing The people the Lich King is saddened by are none other than the eldest princess of the Griffin Kingdom, Catherine, and her fiancé, Little Stephen, and of course, their subordinates, a thousand champion knights and 100 warriors from the barbarian plateau. Let us, for them. Cheers!"

"Yeah!" Everyone cheered loudly together!