Angel War Soul

Chapter 137 Dawn General Attack

Wendi thought about her words in her heart and walked down the mountain with Ling Lan. Siniman's words made them realize Sindnia's new identity, and it turned out that she had an incomprehensible relationship with her. Sylman explained that she was completely relieved that Ling Lan would not do anything to Sindnia. It can be seen that she was convinced that Wendy would report her request to the Elf King.

When Illei saw that they came out unharmed, her heart suddenly calmed down. No one asked them what had happened, and everyone gradually left here together.

A few days later, on the edge of the canyon, Sirniman's army had withdrawn. In the past few days, Sel City has not encountered any enemy attacks. Wendy saw that all the refugees had been resettled and lived there, so she and Ling Lan went to Moss City.

During the week they went to Mostown, they kept hearing the news of the victory of the elf army. The elves can always get reports from some people during the day. Following the route given by the intelligence, they almost all found the dark elves to rest. As for who gave the news to the elves army, they don't know. In order to celebrate the victory in the past few days, they attributed the victory to the protection of the god of the elves, who gave the will and passed it on to the person who knew the news.

The war has been urgent in recent months, and the scarce flying species of unicorns are used for war, so it took Ling Lan more than half a month to get to Moss City.

The whole elf forest is the safest in Moss City, but it is crowded in all directions, and the refugees who fled from the sadness have filled the city and can no longer accommodate groups of people. Moreover, once the royal city is lost, it will be the most severe and tragic disaster of death.

Before Ling Lan and others walked out of the city, they saw a large number of troops stationed there. A fly would not have wanted to fly in. If it hadn't been for Wendy's princess, they wouldn't have taken another step forward.

The news of Wendy's return immediately spread. In the past few months, one of the things that the Elf King was most worried about has been solved. Wendy came back safely, and she was happier than anything else.

Ling Lan, as distinguished guests, were arranged to live under the Elf Temple. Thousands of houses were built on a huge super ancient tree. This ancient divine tree is the most sacred and great symbol of the elf forest. The elves who can live on this tree are all nobles and rich businessmen. With a stamp of their feet, they can shock many big shots.

In a fresh morning, even if there is continuous war, every time the sun rises, the people living here will forget yesterday's pain and fatigue and re-enter a new life.

"Nia, I didn't expect you to have an unexpected identity." Ling Lan said with a smile.

"Brother Ling Lan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it." Sindonia lowered her head shyly and dared not look at him again.

"Ha ha. It doesn't matter. You are so young that you shoulder heavy responsibilities. My brother not only doesn't mean to blame you, but also admires you very much. Ling Lan touched her cute little head and said happily.

"Really? Does my brother really think so? Sindanya suddenly raised her head, grabbed his hand very excitedly, and jumped and said.

"Of course it's true. How can I lie?" Ling Lan saw her and vaguely recalled his childhood life.

"Yeah! I'm so happy! I thought my brother would be angry and never want to see me again!" Sindonia smiled happily. She was a child and could laugh very happily even if she had something on her mind.

Wenti returned to Moss City and went straight to the temple. A day later, she never came out. She was accompanying her mother. Since she went out to look for the heart of life, she has finally returned home.

Ling Lan and others have been running around for such a long time, and they rested comfortably for a day.

The next day, Wendy told Ling Lan that the Elf King agreed to Silniman's request and that she would come to find Cynthenia to reply to her, but when she came, Cynthenia did not know where she had gone.

"Irlei, send someone to find her quickly."

"No, if she is not here, she must go to Queen Siniman. She can shoulder this heavy task at a young age. I don't think anyone can catch up with her." Ling Lan was also a little anxious, but he still stopped Wendy's move.

"That's right, the recent wars have been won, which may be the credit of Queen Syrneman."

"Well, she doesn't want to start a war, but her brother is different from her."

Ling Lan and Wendy chatted for a while. Before she left, she told Ling Lan that she must inform Cinnia if she came back.

In the days when it was okay, Ling Lan was carefully experiencing the meaning of heaven's magic. So far, he has understood the gate of heaven, the sword of heaven and the wings of heaven. It has been a long time to integrate them all.

Since Lance gave Elta a medicine that can not be afraid of the sun, he has accompanied her every day to be a standard loving husband.

On a quiet night, people gradually couldn't hold back their strong sleepiness and fell asleep.

Out of Ling Lan's house, he heard a small noise. With his current strength, he didn't need to sleep at all at night, and there was no problem staying up for five days and five nights.

"Who is it?"

"Ah! It's me, Brother Ling Lan.

Ling Lan suddenly appeared beside Sindnia and shocked her.

"Nia, you are back." Ling Lan first heard her voice before she gradually saw her appearance.

Sinnia seemed to have run a long distance, with a little sweat on her forehead and gasping from time to time.

"Well, I... I'm going to see Her Majesty."

"Oh, did she say anything?" Ling Lan's eyes flashed and she asked with great interest.

"Brother, come in and talk about it." Sindonia looked around very carefully and pulled Ling Lan into the room.

The two houses are next to each other, on the same branch.

Sinnia closed the door gently before saying very seriously, "Your Majesty asked me to send a message that three days later, she would launch a general attack on Moss City with the Dark Holy King. Your Majesty asked us to cooperate with her to catch the Dark Holy King."

"You should tell Wendy about this matter quickly and let them prepare quickly. Nia, thank you for your hard work these days. Ling Lan felt very much appreciation and admiration for Sindia's bravery and contribution.

"Ha ha, as long as Her Majesty can live quietly with her clan, even if I die, I will have no regrets!" Sindnia firmly said that she had been given this great mission since she was a child, so no one could shake her inner loyalty.

Ling Lan returned to his house. The next day, before dawn, he went to the Elf Temple.

The Elf King's body is not very comfortable. Since Wendy came back, her condition is better than before. When the guard in front of the hall explained to her that Ling Lan wanted to see her, she and Wendy had been awake for an hour.

"Mr. Ling Lan, Your Majesty, please come in."

At the sign of the guard, Ling Lan entered the Elf Temple for the second time.

The elf king sat on the colorful flower chair with a slightly pale face. Even if she was uncomfortable, her body was invisibly full of the king's majesty.

"Ling Lan, you are here." Wendy stood beside the queen and said happily.

"Your Majesty, Wendy, I'm here to tell you something important."

The Elf King listened to him and let all the guards in the hall go out. When there were only three of them left in the hall, she motioned Ling Lan to continue talking.

"Nia brought the news last night. Three days later, Queen Sylman will take her brother the Dark Holy King to launch a general attack on Moss City, hoping that Her Majesty can cooperate with them and catch the Dark Holy King in one fell swoop."

"Oh? Is this true? The Elf King raised his doubts with some disbelief.

"Queen Silniman put all her personal holy weapons in Wendy's hands. I don't think she will lie." Ling Lan said what he thought.

"I think Ling Lan is right. The daughter of this dark blood crystal bow has also seen it. It is a king-level sacred weapon, and the next level is an artifact. Such a valuable treasure should be enough. Wendy massaged the shoulder for the Elf King and also said beside him.

"Well, let me think about it again." The elf king rubbed her forehead and made a thoughtful look.

When Ling Lan saw that the matter had been reported, he went out immediately.

Two days later, Sindnia did not go out again, and her news was also asked by the Elf King himself. In order to ensure that tomorrow's ambush can be foolproof, anyone in the city has been seen to death these two days, and even the movement of the army has been personally handled by Wendy.

In this last period of the battle, the elf army won again and again, and the morale of the elves also maintained their best state. Under Wendy's deployment, they have been ambushed in various critical places, waiting for the Dark Holy King to appear and completely destroyed them.

Time goes by minute, and the waiting teams also become nervous and excited. If everything goes well tomorrow, they will be liberated and no longer have to eat and sleep well all day long.

In Moss City, except for the refugees who need to be taken care of, almost all the troops are stationed outside the city. Ling Lan is on the front line, waiting for tomorrow.

When night fell, the elf army rested in place. In the whole forest, thousands of elves breathed faintly, and the woods were so quiet that even the sound of insects and birds could be heard clearly.

In the second half of the night, there began to rustle gently in the woods, and a black figure quickly shuttled between the trees, and then jumped on a big tree and stopped.

"Here it comes."

Another person jumped down the tree, flashed, and disappeared out of thin air.

"Wenti, they're coming. Get ready." Ling Lan stood on the treetops and said to Wendy, who had not slept all night.

"Thank you, Ling Lan, I'm going to organize the team."

Sirneman's team moved forward quietly, and she took her army and the Dark Holy King to attack Moss City before dawn.