"Phantom Sagittarius, War Ancient Tree!" Great Van der Yi's face changed immediately. He did not expect that the other party would actually hit the secret treasure of the Night Elf. The powerful firepower and protection combination formed by the combination of War Ancient Tree and the Phantom Sagittarius is a powerful guarantee for the Night Elf to win the final victory in countless defensive wars. With the decline of the Elf Dynasty, there are only eighteen war ancient trees and one hundred and thirty-two Phantom Sagittarius in the entire Shadow Moon Valley. These are the treasures of the Night Elf Clan and it is impossible to give them to outsiders.

"No!?" Seeing that the big druid's face was wrong, the Marquis turned his back faster than turning over the book. He immediately snorted coldly, his face covered with clouds, and he seemed to be extremely unhappy.

"Marquis Marquis, how much do you want?" The Great Druid Vander suddenly felt excited when he saw the Marquis turning against each other. Although the ancient tree of war and the illusion archer were precious, they were not as important as the matter he had carried out about the entire elves. As long as the number of requests was not excessive, he gritted his teeth and agreed. Her Majesty the Queen gave him absolute autonomy, and he still had the final say in this matter.

"Uh, fifty phantom archers, ten ancient war trees!" The Marquis's Lion spoke, but his face was calm and light: "How about it, this number is not too large!?"

The Great Druid almost came in one breath, fifty phantom archers, ten war quirky, this is just a little bit!? This is not too much!?

"Marquis, your request is too much. I can't agree!" The Great Druid refused with a gloomy face. What a joke, he opened his mouth and asked half of his clan's belongings. He Vander had seen greedy people, but he had never seen such greedy people.

"Then there is no need to talk about it!" The Marquis immediately stood up and posed for a look of seeing off the guests.

"Marquis, you, it's really hard for you. Our night elves have only a little bit of family fortune. You're leaving. What can we use to defend our family!" The Great Druid begged, almost kneeling down to the other party: "Twenty phantom archers, how about the two ancient war trees!?"

"At least forty phantom archers, eight ancient war trees!" Lord Ranlie waved his hand and replied with great momentum: "Otherwise, no talk!"

"Marquis, you can get up to thirty phantom archers, four ancient war trees, I will have no right to decide if there are more!" The Great Druid was almost crying. He Vander had never suffered such a coward in his life. It was not enough to be slaughtered by others. He had to take the initiative to sharpen the knife and send it to the other party.

"It's okay, you can send a letter to Her Majesty the Queen. I believe Her Majesty can meet my request!" The Marquis's attitude was firm and he had no intention of letting go.

"The Phantom Charger can give you this number, but the ancient trees of war are indeed not good. Even Her Majesty the Queen cannot agree to your request. There are twelve ancient trees in the clan, and giving you four is the limit!" Big Druid Vander said hurriedly. Of course, he lied and said less about the number of ancient trees of war.

"At a price, six ancient war trees! If it doesn't work, then I can't do anything about it. Elder Vander, we will just slap it apart!" Lanlie was not sure how many ancient war trees there were in the Night Elf clan. At first, he just said a number casually. Now seeing Vander's face flushed, he thought to himself, "Let's take a step back and don't force others too much."

"Okay, okay!" The great druid nodded with heartache as he felt as if he was heartbroken. The phantom archer could still train again, but it took too much time to cultivate the ancient tree of war. One third of the family's assets were given out at once. The price was too expensive. I don't know how to explain it to Her Majesty the Queen and the elders of the Parliament when I went back.

"Then you will be happy in cooperation!" The Marquis, who achieved his goal, said kindly: "We Shinjin Town will never forget the selfless assistance given to us by the elves. Please tell Her Majesty the Queen that we are eternal friends!"

"I will definitely pass on the words of the Marquis to Her Majesty the Queen!" The Great Druid Vander looked at this hateful smile, and his teeth were itchy, but he had to smile on the surface and responded repeatedly. Perhaps it was difficult for others to understand that he was respectable and would be so weak and bullied in front of the other side. After all, it was because the scene of Erie Hughes coming on that day had too great impact on him. Subconsciously, he always associated the oriental man in front of him with Erie Hughes.

After seeing off the elf druid, Lanlei sat alone in the study and hummed an unknown little song excitedly. He had long been jealous of the night elves' phantom archer. Now, the other party came to the door to take the initiative to let him slaughter. Forty phantom archers and eight ancient war trees could not buy any gold coins. The addition of the phantom archers and the ancient war trees would undoubtedly increase the defense power of the Shinjin Town. However, the transplantation of the ancient war trees is still a problem, and you have to ask the elder Vander if you have time.

He extorted the elf druid heavily, Lan Lie in a good mood and found out his study. When he turned around, he met the swan heroine who was rushing to come. His eyes lit up, as if good things had come again!

"Marquis, I heard that you have agreed to our freedom to move on Lake Baikal. I really didn't expect that, thank you so much, you are such a good person!" The Swan heroine blushed and looked very grateful.

"Stop, stop, stop! Grace Priest, I can't understand what you are talking about!?" Although it was a pleasant thing to be praised by a beautiful Swan woman, the Marquis rudely interrupted the pleasure, put his hands on his back, and looked at the other party coldly and said, "When will I agree to your freedom to operate in Lake Baikal!"

"It was Elder Vander's words in person!" The Swan heroine said quickly, "I just met him!" She wanted to ask Niya for help, but she met the big druid Vander with a painful face on the way. After asking, she found out that Vander had the price of forty phantom archers and six ancient war trees in exchange for the promise that Marquis Ranle allowed them to move freely.

Of course, the elves will not pay for this expense by themselves. They will definitely count the kingdom, but it is just gold coin compensation or other things. The elves have signed a secret agreement with the kingdom, and they are not afraid of calculating the debt. This is also the fundamental reason why the elves' great druid is willing to pay for the Bemon Kingdom.

"I must correct it. I agreed to Elder Vander, but I didn't agree to you!" Lord Marquis Ranley said seriously: "The Shadow Moon Valley is Shadow Moon Valley, and the Bemon Kingdom is the Bemon Kingdom. I have a clear distinction between this!"

The swan heroine suddenly entered a petrified state, with her beautiful eyes wide open and her small mouth wide open, as if she couldn't believe what she heard. She was right, this Eastern Marquis meant that after the night elves paid an expensive fee, they would also have to pay the same amount.

"We are with Elder Vander!" The Swan heroine swallowed hard. When she thought of Vander's painful expression, she felt cold in her heart. It seemed that a sharp knife was hiding in the dark, ready to slaughter her.

"Elder Vander didn't say anything!" The Marquis curled his lips and said, "If you really were together, I wouldn't just have such a little thing!"

Forty Phantoms, six ancient war trees, but just a little thing!? The Swan heroine wished to tear the other party's mouth apart. Phantoms are the most terrifying long-range attack force in the entire Aikaska continent. Far and close attacks are extremely fierce. In the history of the mainland, there were twelve Phantoms archers who used forests and lands to defeat 500 human infantry. The warriors in the Kingdom of Bemon can be said to be unparalleled in the world, but they lack precise long-range attack power such as Phantoms.

Phantom Sagittarius is synonymous with sharpshooters in the mainland, which makes all forces, including the Bemon Kingdom, envious and fearful. Now this Eastern man has not spent a little effort to get more than forty Phantom Sagittarius for free, and six ancient war trees, and he even said it was a little bit!

"Main Priest Grace, if you have the same rights as Elder Vander, I suggest you come in and talk to me!" Lord Marquis smiled and invited the beautiful Swan woman. The latter glared at him fiercely, and then walked into the study helplessly with him.

"Master Grace, what do you think the Kingdom of Bemon can produce a value of the forty phantom archers and six ancient war trees!" said the Marquis straightforwardly, with an indescribable cunning smile on his face.

"Just say whatever the Marquis wants. You should know that the Kingdom of Bemon has lived in the Rama prairie for many years. It has a large population and scarce resources. The people there are not enough food or clothing. We are not as rich as elves, so we may not be able to come up with anything decent!" The Swan heroine appeared on her face and sighed quietly, looking heartbroken.

"The Kingdom of Bemon is indeed not rich, at least it cannot be compared with the elves!" The Marquis seemed to be very considerate of the difficulties of the Swan heroine, and sighed and said, "Since that's the case, I'll take less!"

"Mr. Marquis can understand our difficulties, and we will definitely try our best to meet your requirements, as long as we can do it!" The Swan Priest was delighted when he heard the other party's tone loosening. Even if the other party only gave in a little, it was good news for her.

"I heard that there are a large number of thunderbirds in the Rama Prairie. Every spring when flowers bloom, the Kingdom of Bemon will send warriors to sneak into the Thunderbridge to steal the thunderbird eggs. After hatching young birds, they will be tamed by experienced tamers. After the thunderbird grows, they will be handed over to elite warriors for riding battles. Now there are about 40 adult thunderbirds in the Kingdom of Bemon. I'm right!" asked the Marquis with a smile.

"No..." The Swan Priest General was about to spit out a word, and was interrupted by Lanlei's words. The Marquis shook his finger and smiled and said, "Don't lie, you know, my relationship with Nia is very close!"

"Not as much as you said, Marquis, there are less than thirty adult thunderbirds in the Kingdom of Bemon. This is the accumulation of the Kingdom over the past few decades. You don't know how difficult it is to sneak into the Thunderbridge. Every year, hundreds of warriors in the Kingdom die under the siege of a large number of thunderbirds, and the income is only three or five thunderbird eggs. In addition, the chance of young birds survival is very low, so there are less than thirty thunderbird knights in the Kingdom so far!" The Swan heroine's face turned pale. As soon as the other party said, she knew what the other party wanted to make. But she could not refuse, let alone hide it. Just as the other party said, due to Niya's relationship, this information could not be hidden from him at all.

"I want half!" Lanlie waved his hand and began to ask for a price all over the sky: "I only want birds, not people!"

"I can't make the decision on this matter!" The Swan female priest shook her head. The sixth-level electric beast thunderbird was golden and fierce. She liked to live in groups and was good at single-body electric dropping techniques. The most important part of the air strike power of the Kingdom of Begun. There were more than 30 people who opened their mouths and half of them, which really made her unable to accept it. She did not have the courage of the Great Druid, because there were Sid's Great Shaman and His Majesty the King above her. This was a sensitive issue related to the Kingdom army, and she was not the main priest who could decide.

"However, I can pass on your request to His Majesty the King!" The Swan Priest raised his head, his face calmed down: "At most three days, I will give you an accurate reply to Lord Marquis!"

"Okay, I'll wait for three days!" A gentle smile surged on Lanlie's face and said, "Master Grace, I'm waiting for your good news!" He was very confident that the Kingdom of Bemon would eventually agree to his request, although this request was no different from naked blackmail.

But the facts proved that Lanlie's conclusion was correct. On the third day, the heroine, who received the magical instigation, found him and agreed to Lanlie's request for the fifteenth-rank sixth-level monster thunderbird.

After signing the written agreement, the elves and orcs promised to send the Phantom Marker, the War Ancient Tree and the Fifteen Thunderbirds to the place within half a month. Lanle promised to pay the goods when the Phantom Marker, the War Ancient Tree and the Thunderbirds were delivered, and when will the elves and orcs be allowed to enter the island in the heart of the lake?

So the Great Druid Vander and the Swan heroine stayed in the town of Shenjin for more than half a month. In mid-January, after forty phantom archers, six ancient war trees, and fifteen thunderbirds were transported into the town of Shenjin, the Marquis of Lanlie, who signed the receipt, allowed the elves and the orcs to set off. Before this, he had ordered the stop of the mining of the fine gold in Lake Baikal.

"Brother Lanlie, you are too, too cruel!" Looking at the elves and orc teams away, the fox girl Niya stuck out her tongue. Since her relationship with Lanlie was exposed, she had received the order from His Majesty the King and was prohibited from participating in this expedition. Of course, Niya didn't care. For her, it was worthy of joy to be able to meet Lanlie again. When she learned that Lanlie had blackmailed the elves and the kingdom, she couldn't help but be surprised. After not seeing each other for many years, Lanlie seemed to be even more profiteering than a profiteer.

"I'm sorry, I don't want it. They force it. If you don't want it, you can't do it!" Lanlie looked very distressed, which made Yafei and Elisaqi rolled his eyes.

"Brother Lanlie, your skin is getting thicker and thicker!" The fox girl laughed happily, her laughter full of charm.

"Sister Nia, you are so beautiful!" Elf Princess Elbera looked at the fox girl with obsessive eyes. This little girl has been pestering Nia for many days, but she has not succeeded yet. She was kicked out of the room by Nia every night. But even so, the elf girl still did not give up and seized every opportunity to flatter Nia. Nia also had a headache about her persistence in the elf girl!

"Okay, it's so cold, let's go back!" Seeing the elves and orcs getting farther and farther away, Princess Yaphir and Eliza lost their energy to watch the fun again, and they hurriedly prepared to go home.

Back at the Lord's Mansion, with excitement, Lanlie called forty phantom archers to the training ground. Looking at the elf archers lined up in four lines, wearing standard chain armor and cloaks, and holding hardwood longbows, the Marquis almost laughed proudly. Since the first sight of the phantom archers, he has been thinking about how to get these archers with superb archers. Now, the dream has come true, and forty phantom archers are neatly arranged here, and from now on, this is his own team.

Forty pairs of eyes looked at Lanlie together, and their anger, humiliation, and unwilling eyes shot on Lanlie like arrows, making the proud Marquis feel cold in his heart. It seems that it is not right. Why do they all look very bitter and revengeful to him?

Of course, Lanlie would not understand that these phantom archers are all warriors of the battle-hardened elf clan. They were once the pride of the night elves, but now they are given to humans as goods. This makes these proud elf warriors unable to accept it at all. It is inevitable that they will arouse hatred for Lanlie.

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with himself! After walking back and forth twice, Ranley could see clearly even if he was stupid. These new subordinates seemed to be hostile to him. After thinking about it, he waved to Harry, the black warrior beside him, and Harry immediately ran over with a smile on his face.

"Call Miro, Tommy, Talmeichi, Spada and others!" Lanley whispered.

"Okay, master!" The black warrior Harry nodded, turned around and trotted away. He vaguely guessed that the master wanted to play the trick of teaching the recruits a lesson. It seemed that these elves were in trouble again.

A moment later, the bull-headed strong man Miro, Travino strong man Spada, the halfling assassin Tommy, and the dwarf Talmeichi came with the black warrior Harry.
Chapter completed!