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Chapter 965 - 965 115 Dizzy with Cured Meat_2

965: Chapter 115, Dizzy with Cured Meat_2 965: Chapter 115, Dizzy with Cured Meat_2 “Otherwise, let’s split our forces in two ways, first send the Elite Forces to assist, and the rest of the troops can follow a day later,”

King of Illusion Moon said helplessly.

Talent is something you either have or you don’t.

To expect the various Tribal Alliances, with their disparate abilities, to perform equally well is simply unrealistic.

In front of everyone there were two paths: either divide our forces to perform the rescue, or slow down and move as one entire army.

“We must not split our forces!

Our enemies are all Cavalry, their greatest strength is their mobility.

The muddy roads may limit them somewhat, but they still control the battlefield.

Under normal circumstances, the enemy army should have launched an attack by now to wipe out our encircled troops, yet they have held back, refraining from action.

Their delay is a clear sign they are waiting for us to split our forces.

If we do as the enemy anticipates, we will likely suffer great losses once divided!”

Shadow King immediately objected.

This war, from the beginning, was dictated by the enemy’s pace, creating a very unfavorable situation for us.

The Ancient Heritage Alliance cannot afford to lose and thus cannot risk splitting our forces.

While the Kings were at an impasse, a beautiful sight emerged in the sky.

Countless elves riding Sub-dragon beasts hovered above the camp.

If one observed closely, they would notice each Sub-dragon beast carried several elves.

A rough estimate put the total number at no less than five thousand.

To airdrop so many troops at once demonstrated the Elf Race’s commitment to this battle.

With reinforcements arriving, the Kings who were previously deadlocked now broke into joyful grins.

“My fellow majesties, it’s been a while.

How have you all been lately?”

The pleasant voice came from an elegant and luxurious young woman, sending a tremor through the Kings’ hearts.

Some who were less composed couldn’t help but show a hint of fear on their brows.

“Our respects to the Respected One!”

Despite their reluctance, the Kings all respectfully greeted her, devoid of their usual stubborn pride.

Their low stance wasn’t merely due to their alliance.

They had never shown such reverence to other representatives of the Elf Race.

“Look at you, all frightened.

We’re allies; I’m not going to eat you!”

The Elf Young Woman said with a smile.

If it wasn’t for the bitter consequences they had suffered, her smile alone could have enchanted countless souls.

Her charm was not the vulgar allure found in cheap beauty, but a refreshing loveliness of nature mixed with the bold seductiveness of a blooming rose.

Two distinctly different qualities perfectly embodied in one person made her almost irresistible to the opposite sex.

Yet the Kings dared not harbor any lecherous thoughts; those who did ended up terribly tormented.

Just observing some Kings backing away, trying to lower their presence, was enough to indicate that their horrific experiences were a cautionary tale.

They were helpless in front of this beauty, who was a terrifying Sanctuary Powerhouse!

She might appear to be in her twenties, but her actual age was likely older than many of the Kings’ ancestors.

Those unlucky few had lost their composure in their speech and were controlled by the beautiful young woman, forced into a public display of same-gender intimacy.

Having a tarnished reputation was one thing, but the psychological shadow that remained, buried deep in their souls, rendered their lower halves dysfunctional.

Thoughts of revenge were just that, thoughts.

Not to speak of the Elf Race’s support behind her, her sheer terrifying strength alone made them all hesitate.

You can’t nurture a Flood Dragon in shallow waters; given the Ancient Heritage Alliance’s natural endowments, population base, and resources, they had lost any hope of birthing top-tier powerhouses from the very start.

They were far from having a Sanctuary Level elite powerhouse; even the number of Eighth Order masters was severely limited.

Some species with less talent could only present Fifth or Sixth Order Strongmen as figureheads.

“Respected One, forgive us.

Faced with your overwhelming grace, we rough folks feel utterly ashamed.

If we have offended you, please be patient with us!”

Shadow King bravely replied, though his scalp felt tense.

If you want to be the leader, you must be ready to face such situations.

No matter how fearful you are inside, you still need to make conversation.

The Elf Young Woman smiled slightly, no longer interested in punishing them further.

Her aim in making an example of these Kings was mainly for establishing her authority.

It served to remind the Ancient Heritage Alliance of the reality of who really was in charge, and also to deter other species from entertaining the idea of targeting isolated elves during their cooperation.

So far, the effect was excellent.

When soldiers from different species saw the elves, they were exceptionally disciplined.

Even if they desired deeply, they dared not cross the line.

“Well then, let’s not waste words.

My race has drawn a force of ten thousand to aid you all, and what you see here is just the vanguard.

The rest will arrive tomorrow.

As for how to fight the next battle, I needn’t teach you, right?”

The Elf Young Woman said irritably.

As the Continent’s warfare continued to this point, a tacit understanding had developed between the factions that Sanctuary Level powerhouses would not take action.

Normally, this situation wouldn’t require her to lead.

However, the situation shifted too quickly when the Human Race sent Commander of the Army Hudson, the Dragon-Bearman Knight, instantly disrupting the balance of power at the high end.

A man’s reputation stands like a mighty tree’s shadow.

Even if Hudson rarely took action, the mere sound of a Dragon’s Chant Breaking Through the Sky could affect the morale of both sides.

The Forest Elf Queen had initially planned to come personally, but was dissuaded by her subordinates.

Sanctuary Level powerhouses mostly play a deterrent role, rarely engaging in a battle of life and death.