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As soon as Richard said about this doubt, Thutmose immediately started flattering wildly. He praised the lord of Alpine Fortress for his meticulous thinking and rigorous logic. All conspiracies and tricks could not escape the eyes of his old man.

The centaurs who are honest with each other keep sighing.

Richard listened for a while with his hips akimbo, and nodded unceremoniously, "You are all right, but what answer do I want?"

"The problem is not the beast elves, but the pure-blood elves at the time." Thutmose said and shook his head, looking very disdainful. "When the empire is still in good condition, they are obsessed with the half-blood elves as elves. This kind of ethical issue generally refuses to accept mixed blood. Moreover, because the beast elves are closer to half-orcs, they are quite rough and bold, and refuse to accept the red tape of the elves, so they are not too pleasing to the upper class. After the initial success of the experiment, they were ordered to stop."

"Yes." The lord nodded with grief. The way of the world is like this. In many cases, whether you can be in a position or not is not entirely dependent on your ability, but also depends on whether you are in harmony with the group. He himself was an exception among the Pompeii nobles that was not accepted by the mainstream. It seemed that the beast elves were also unlucky for the same disease.

"When the situation becomes more and more urgent, in order to resist the rising rebels, the elves start not to pay attention to too much, and want to resume the mixed-blood elves breeding plan." Thutmose paused, and then continued: "But it's already It’s too late—the hybrids must go through many generations of internal reproduction to form a stable bloodline. It was barely completed until the eve of the fall of the elven empire; and the fertility of the beast elves was slightly stronger than that of the pure blood elves, not at all. It may be similar to the explosive expansion of people. At this time, the coalition forces are almost coming home, and there is no time for them to expand the number and form an army."

"So the beast elves race, although its quality is good, but its fortune is really bad. Since its birth, the population has been pitifully small. When the elven empire is destroyed, they will also die out, so there is no reputation and few people know it."

After listening, Richard nodded, and the explanation made sense.

But there is another thing that makes him very curious: "Why do you know so much?"

"It's the knowledge I got through the bloodline." Thutmose answered honestly.

"It seems that your ancestor is an expert." Lord Lord said with interest.

After all, blood inheritance only works between direct lines. So just look at whether the knowledge of the dragon is broad or not, and you can roughly know whether his ancestors liked squatting in the nest or traveling around the world. What Thutmose said is certainly a secret. Even back then, it was by no means that any dragon had the opportunity to know.

"This..." Thutmose suddenly became hesitant.

"Say!"

"Because the elves tried to nurture the dragon elves back then, my ancestors... used to take the initiative to serve as volunteers, so they understand this aspect better."

Richard was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed.

If you take the initiative to act as a volunteer and think about it with your toes, you will know that it is coveting the beauty of an elf girl, and it really deserves to be a dragon.

"Successful?"

"No." Thutmose shook his head, "The offspring that was eventually born were not dragon elves, but elven dragons. It inherited all the shortcomings of dragons and elves, and had very serious blood disease. Although it is a kind of dragon, but In adulthood, the body length is less than two meters, the elemental talent is close to no, and the intelligence is completely idiot, almost useless."

"This is crazy enough." Lord Lord could not help feeling.

Just looking at the huge difference in size between the elves and the dragons, you also know that the difficulty must be exaggerated. Obviously, he is a spirit who admires nature, but it is obviously difficult to get any good results if he makes such a behavior that forcibly violates the law.

"At the time when the empire was on the verge of destruction, geniuses and lunatics were popular, and there were many unbelievable works." Thutmose said: "If it weren't for your humans to drag the dwarves and the orcs to form an alliance, you didn't give them much reaction time, just smash them. It's flat. In the end, it's hard to say who wins and who loses."

Lord Lord sneered at this statement: "The presence of shining points does not mean that the overall depression can be saved. As long as the elves can not adapt to the downturn of the elemental tide, the rise of mankind is an unstoppable trend, at most a few hundred years earlier or a few hundred years later."

"Also, isn't the beast elves finished with the elven empire? How come they become mummies and appear here?" Richard picked up a waning moon scimitar and flicked his fingers. The crisp voice showed that the steel mouth was good. "Their Such a new weapon is definitely not an old rice dumpling that has been buried for thousands of years!"

"Then I don't know." Thutmose lay motionless in the dragon crystal.

"How do you feel about the strength of these mummies?" Richard stretched out his foot and kicked the tail of the bucket, turning his head to look at Hutt, who was not far behind him.

"It's not bad." The centaur hesitated for a while, and nodded in approval. The regular fighters of Alpine Fort certainly have no problem dealing with them, but the ordinary natives are probably not opponents."

"Yeah." Richard squeezed his eyebrows. "I am worried now that there are more than what we have seen. If there are more snake-elf mummies spreading around, it would be a trouble to slaughter people everywhere."

"What do you do then?" Hutt started scratching his head.

Richard lowered his head and pondered for a while, and silently vowed in his heart that he must expand the army as soon as he has the opportunity-the plates in the alpine castle are getting bigger and bigger, and he now feels more and more that he has insufficient troops. Whenever he wants to divide the troops and operate on multiple lines, he starts to be stretched.

"Send a letter to the main part of Alpine Fort." As soon as the lord opened his mouth, Hutt immediately took out the carbon rod and straw paper to prepare for the record. "Let Buckland directly tell the native tribes of the undead, let them move closer to Alpine Fort, tribal warrior. The militia and the Gaoshan Fort militia will be patrolled together, and inventory weapons can be issued when necessary. In addition, the Centaur will also send half of it back. In a short period of time, it should be enough to deter the indigenous people from making trouble."

"Can they be honest and obedient?" Hutt hesitated.

"Didn't many natives want to join the high mountain fort. I will work hard to draw a big cake for them." Richard snapped his fingers, "Leave Buckland to decide how to do it. This old man can count."

"What about you, sir?" Now that the lord has made a decision ~ www.readwn.com ~ Hutt is no longer entangled.

"I feel that the problem may be at the bottom of the lake. Anyway, I have to go down and see with my own eyes, otherwise I will not sleep well." Richard patted Hutt on the shoulder, "And master, I have a strong hunch, I'm afraid this time. It's not a trivial matter."

"Do you want to report to the Noble Court?"

"No, don't need it now." Richard suspected that Gaoshan Castle had a special attraction to the undead, how could he be willing to involve the Noble Court.

Hutt scribbled a few finishing touches, folded the letter paper into the leather seal and handed it to the other centaur. He was asked to lead thirty of his clan to return to Alpine Fort, and hand the letter to Elder Buckland.

"It takes at least a day and a half for people to go back. Use carrier pigeons to send the news back first." Richard suddenly interrupted Hutt.

"But we didn't bring homing pigeons." Hutt said embarrassedly.

"No, we brought it." Richard looked at Thutmose in Long Jing quietly, who was completely blank.