As the penetrating voice spread, the deepest part of Angban's ground, towering black shadows were sitting on the throne and talking to a group of subordinates, formulating some of the things needed to maintain the current conspiracy, as well as a "development" plan for the next few decades.

The sound did not spread to the ground, but due to its natural sensitivity, the magic shadow still noticed that something was not very good to him was happening, and it was just at the gate above his head.

So he sent a subordinate to inquire about the details.

After a while, the subordinate with a vulture appearance rushed back hesitantly.

"What happened?" asked a hoarse voice.

"This...master..." The subordinate stuttered for a while, not knowing how to speak. The demon shadow became impatient: "If you don't say it, you will never talk."

This scared the black-haired vulture so much that it was shocked, and then he quickly poured out everything he heard.

"Rat? Cowardly and cowardly?" The Demon Shadow snorted when she heard this, "These ridiculous Nurdos have been so scarce for many years. Even yelling and scolding seem to make me laugh... Wait, do you say that all the Oaks above have heard?"

"That's right, master, and it's not just Oak." The subordinate quickly replied.

Silence thus enveloped the entire dark hall, but within a moment, an angry voice suddenly roared.

"Damn Nordo, they are so brave that they actually use my methods to deal with me?!"

...

"Carner, are you sure this works?"

At the foot of the gateway mountain, Fengon, who was riding his horse with his head raised to look at Charles, who was also riding a horse.

"At least, this is a relief," Charles said, signaling to the side, so Fengon saw that a subordinate who was cursing was indeed filled with a happy smile.

"Even if Mogoth can't help it, uncle, you'll ask some fellow tribes to come and scold him every now and then, it's enough to disrupt the morale of the enemy."

"This is a way to defeat the enemy." Fengong nodded with a smile, then couldn't help but look at the cylindrical metal object in his subordinate's hand.

This kind of method is actually easy to think of, but it is not that simple to implement it. At least, even if Fengon himself can come up with this method, it cannot be implemented at all.

There was nothing else, the simple voices in their mouths could not even penetrate the rocks. Even if they were attached to magic, they could only shout for a few words and they would lose their strength.

However, because of that object, the normal sound can be amplified countless times!

Even if the penetrating shouting and scolding could not be heard from the enemy, it would be enough for many of his subordinates to hear it clearly and then spread the news.

And that's exactly what they are about.

Fengon couldn't help but think of Charles's words before.

"Even if Morgoth can hold it in, he must take into account his deterrence and image in the hearts of his minions. If we let our insults remain indifferent, the commotion will be no less than what we are facing at this moment."

"He may be angry about it, and may even take action himself, but I think this person has never appeared in countless wars, so he must have concerns. He may not necessarily send soldiers to attack us, which is inconsistent with his previous plan... So if it goes well, then everything on the mountainside should be taken back by him..."

...

"Will it go smoothly?" murmured, Fencon looked up.

The executioners above seemed to have been affected and did not continue to execute the sentence. However, nothing expected happened other than that.

Obviously, the enemy cannot react so quickly.

So he waited silently.

After about a quarter of an hour, a rumble sound suddenly came from the volcano in front of me. The sound was like a sudden earthquake, surging and trembling, dull and violent.

At the same time, the black mist that had been slowly rising at the crater in the sky suddenly became very rich as if it was about to erupt!

This situation made the knight who was scolding Zheng Huan paused, and then turned to look at Fengon.

"Sir, then Morgoth won't really do it. He really ran out and fought me one-on-one?"

He was a little proud just now and said something like "I'm going to fight alone and don't hide like a coward."

As a result, this kind of movement happened around the next moment.

"It's very likely." Fengon said quietly.

After saying that, he ignored his subordinates' unconscious faces, looked up at the gushing black smoke from the sky, narrowed his eyes, then turned his head and said, "It's time to leave, don't really lure Morgoth out."

These words made the cavalry around him no longer feel relieved and commanded the horses to follow suit.

It is one thing to hope that Nodo will send troops to defeat Angban, but it is another thing to face the anger of the enemy with more than a dozen of them at this moment.

In this situation, even if you get angry, you will know how to avoid bad luck.

The volcano on the verge of eruption kept shaking off the gravel, and dust trembled around the surface, looking like a disaster was about to happen.

However, before they could run far, everything around suddenly became quiet.

Turning around, the rolling smoke from the three towering craters gradually subsided and finally returned to its original appearance.

"Is this...swept?"

The elves asked tentatively, which caused the rest to look at each other.

Then they saw the executioners who were like small black dots on the hillside in the distance escort the prisoners to disappear from sight.

Then there was no handover in half a day.

The elves watched for a while, then looked at each other, and finally burst into silence with laughter.

The laughter was loud and the face was refreshing, and they all seemed to have won a battle.

...

Just as they were attracted by the attention of the past, everything that happened at the gate of Angban quickly spread throughout the encirclement line of Nodo, Heslum, Dossonnian, Mezlos defense line (Seven Sons of Feaino), and even the hidden Gondolinne.

The east side of the encirclement line, and was inciting a dispute with his brother and encouraging him to send troops to provoke the enemy in response, an elf was stunned when he heard the news, and then looked at the other brothers, laughing, and never mentioned this again.

Some elves who were worried that the situation would become uncontrollable also breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news, and then quietly pushed the news to spread.

The cavalry of Fengon cursed the enemy and dared not show their heads, and even the act of torturing the prisoners was retreated. This matter was quickly known by the entire Nodogian encirclement.

The Nodos were quite relieved by this, and also diluted the anger that had grown in the past.

So the "open conspiracy" that lasted for nearly a month was suddenly curbed. Outside Ang's class, everything returned to its former appearance again.

Every time the Nodo cavalry passed by during the patrol, there was no longer any provocation outside the quiet gate of Angban.

Although there is still some discussion in the entire Nodo tribe, at least, without the enemy's active stimulation, the situation has eased a lot.

"I never thought that they could use this method to solve this problem." On the other side of the world, someone who had been watching and spoke after a long silence.

"Is it quiet?"

"It will only delay." The first voice said: "The flame of anger has been ignited. They can calm down now, but in the end they are still inevitably involved in the trap of Milkau... I am actually very interested in the various R&D results of that little guy, but unfortunately I can't leave here."

"You can inform Aoli, and he will be more interested."

"This...is a good idea."

...

"I will make a few speakers here. Because this will not only deal with the enemy's plans that may appear again, but it will also be more convenient for you to march."

Fengon was accompanied by the fortress streets in the Shadow Mountains, and Charles said: "We have temporarily formed a tacit understanding with the enemy, so my uncle must restrain his subordinates from coming to provoke him again. Otherwise, he would do whatever he wanted, and the only one who suffered would be our captured tribes."

"Don't worry about this." Fengon said with a firm tone: "I will not let any elves touch your creation except for my confidant, just..."

As he said that, he sighed.

"Invisible does not mean that there is no existence, but we do not have the power to save the fellow tribes in Angban from suffering."

Fengon's words silenced Charles.

Indeed, it is not visible on the surface, but will this happen in secret?

At the same time, he used his cleverness to fight back against the enemy's action. What about next time?

With those prisoners in hand, only the elf will passively be the elf.

This incident reminded the situation facing the elves' compatriots at this moment, and also reminded the difficulties encountered by Charles and Eor.

He couldn't help looking at his hand.

In the sun, these hands are slender and fair, without any calluses, and it is impossible to tell that they are a pair of craftsmen's hands.

Instead, it looks like a pampered sissy.
Chapter completed!