The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 213 Ulrik's Panic

Hearing the ridicule towards women in Gregory's words, several Valkyries and shield maidens angrily pulled out the keel axes at their waists, but were stopped by King Vidis.

"Calm down, girls, isn't it just to take advantage of the tongue, and I will too!"

Looking at the dragon knights with dragon patterns embroidered on their chests behind the other party, King Vidis cleared his throat, stepped forward and put his arms around Gregory's neck and laughed:
"Yo yo, isn't this the dragon knight? I haven't seen you for a few days, so why?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look at the elves riding real dragons, but your so-called dragon knight doesn't even have a real dragon. Why don't you change your name to Worm Knight? Hahahaha——"

Hearing that Vidis dared to insult the glory of his ancestors, Gregory's eyes flashed with anger, but he was not in a hurry to reply.

As two countries with bordering territories, the hatred between the two countries cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, let alone verbal insults to each other.

If it weren't for the fact that the two countries were in a truce, Gregory, a native of Pendor, would have chopped off the bastard's head with a single sword.

Just when the two were about to continue their quarrel, a figure full of arrogance suddenly came from the castle and said to the two:
"It's enough to curse a few words. Both of them are self-proclaimed kings of a country, so they should show some majesty of a king."

On the balcony, Ulrik was holding a glass of wine and looking at the two kings below, which instantly aroused their unanimous thoughts.

After all, the dispute between the two countries is just a few castles, which will not hurt the core interests at all.

But this old man, Ulrik, is a 'King Xuan of Qi', he is still a good-natured and fun-loving kind, and almost all the forces on the Pendor Continent have had conflicts with him!
"Let them come in armed, I think these rebels from the north and savages from the west coast will know some manners."

Ulrik's elf-like arrogance made the two kings deeply indignant. They were planning to discuss disputes with the elves together, but now it seems that only two countries can discuss these matters.

As for Ulrik?May he live long!
Entering the castle, the two saw Ulrik sitting on the throne of the Pendor Empire, waving to them hypocritically and saying:
"Sit down, kings from afar, I think you should have had enough of smoked fish and bear meat, would you like to try the steak and wine from the plains?"

"You're so fucking nice to speak, Ulrik, one day you'll die with your mouth!"

Looking at the sumptuous feast on the table, King Vidis was not polite, and sat down on the chair directly, grabbed a piece of fatty meat steak with his bare hands and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gregory, who was born as an orthodox aristocrat, was relatively elegant, and while cutting the steak with a knife and fork, he asked Ulrik:
"Where is Bahad Khan Kadan? His country is next to the territory of the elves. This meeting against the elves should be the most concerned, right?"

"I don't know, maybe it's still on the way. After all, they are nomads. It's okay to start late on horseback."

Faced with this question, King Ulrik didn't care about it. The reason why he called this meeting was only to declare his dominance, and the second was to deal with the elves.

After a full meal, the three kings could finally start discussing about elves.

Gregory, who was relatively sensible, spoke first, looked at Ulrik who was tasting wine on the throne, and asked with some doubts:
"The battle report of Siyuan City has been spread through the Red Brotherhood. The elves have a huge island-like battleship and thousands of various artillery pieces. Is it true?"

"It's true, almost no city wall on this continent can withstand that kind of artillery attack, except of course, my Sarleon City."

Ulrik on the throne swung his wine glass. Although he was a bit of a prodigal, he also knew that his enjoyment was based on safety.

The entire Sarleon City was solidified by him. The artillery on the city wall tens of meters high was enough to shoot targets thousands of meters away, completely suppressing the artillery fire of the elves.

Even in the worst situation, he can stick to the city of Sarleon, which is backed by the river and farms, and win the war through the supply of the river.

Seeing that Ulrik seemed indifferent to the matters of the elves, King Vidis put down the steak in his hand, and complained with a mouth full of oil:

"Why don't you say something, Old Wu, your territory borders the territory of the elves, maybe you will be the next one to be attacked."

"Don't worry, Siyuan City is closer to Xingal than the distance between Boshi City and Sarleon Realm to me.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, Ulrik had a confident smile on his face, and then suggested to the two kings in the audience:

"The elves' offensive is swift and fierce. I think we should fully support the battle between the D'Shar Principality and the elves, and transfer the din of the war to the arid desert."

Although King Vidis looked barbaric, he was the first to get what Ulrik meant, so he patted the table and roared excitedly:
"That's right, humans will never surrender to the evil elves until the last D'Shar blood is shed!"

"...I agree, but Ravencrow Realm, which is located at the northernmost tip of the mainland, is really unable to assist the southernmost Principality of D'Shar, so we will provide all support except military support!"

While the kings were discussing how to move the war to the desert of the Principality of Desia, the Sarleon knights wearing heavy plate armor suddenly rushed into the palace hall in panic, and then fell to the ground.

The kings all turned their attention to the knight, knowing that they were still in a meeting, which showed that the matter was quite urgent.

The surrounding lion knights hurriedly lifted up the knights on the ground, but the knight threw his helmet aside without any regard for his image, and said with horror in his eyes:
"It's not good, Your Majesty, the Principality of Dexia has announced that it will give up all resistance against the elves, and the whole country will enter a state of defenselessness!"

"what?!"

Ulrik on the throne stood up abruptly, ignoring the drink spilled on him, his eyes full of panic.

Even the kings stood up in surprise, helped the knight to his seat and patiently asked about the situation, wanting to know what happened.

But Ulrik couldn't hear any sound at this time.

The reason why he wanted to keep the war within the territory of the Dexia Principality was not only because of the desert environment of the Dexia Principality, but also because he wanted to keep the war within the desert.

If the D'Shar Principality gives up its resistance...

Bad, bad, I'm on the front line!
For a moment, he could even vaguely perceive the malicious eyes of the other two kings!
(End of this chapter)