Age of Empires From Scratch

"The village of elves..."

David looked carefully at the holographic photo in his hand. It can be seen from the photo that the village built by the elves is perfectly covered by trees, which is one of the reasons why it is difficult to find in the air and in the distance.

"Is it close to Winter City?"

"It's actually not that close."

It is not a short distance for the molten iron flowing from the Iron Tree Forest to join the Cold Winter River, and the village is relatively southwest, so it is not within the warning range of Cold Winter City in the past.

If Winter City hadn't built several bridges and developed the city's facilities to the west, the Air Force of Winter City would not have flown to such a far place for investigation—even if the investigation focused on the closer plains, It's hard to find elven villages perfectly protected by forests.

"Are these also elves from the Iron Tree Forest?"

"this……"

Gareth couldn't give an answer. He didn't know what happened to the elves in the Iron Tree Forest. After all, he wasn't from Iron Tree Castle.

In addition, Winter City's previous strategic focus has been on the orcs and the temple, and there is really not much attention to the elves.

When Gareth was thinking about how to answer this question, David had already seen some clues from those photos.

"These elves may not be the same force as the elves who are fighting in Iron Tree Fort." David saw doubts on the faces of the elves in the photo, as if they were looking at some unknown object.

The elves who fought against Iron Tree Fort had seen planes many times, and they knew that this giant metal bird was a human weapon, so they wouldn't react like this when they saw planes.

"Speaking of which, the area of ​​the Iron Tree Forest is really quite vast."

The Iron Tree Forest borders the Tilan Mountains in the east and the Lost Lands in the west. No one can tell how many elves live in the huge primeval forest.

The humans in Iron Tree Fort thought that there were not many elves, and David originally thought so.

It seems that humans only came into contact with a part of them at the beginning, and there are more elves living a peaceful life in the depths of the iron tree forest.

"Call Liadrin and Sylvanas over here." David thought for a while, and decided to ask Liadrin, the Bishop of the Holy Light, to have some contact with these elves. It's okay to ask for some superficial information.

Choosing these two people, one is the identity of elves, which may make this group of elves less wary.

Moreover, the strength of these two people is guaranteed. If there is an emergency, there is no need to worry about the safety of these two people.

When it's time to do something, these two will never be ambiguous, and they will not hold back just because they are facing an elf.

After all, in the eyes of these two, they are high elves from Azeroth! They are not of the same race as the native elves in this world.

The two elves arrived at David's office soon, and after briefly explaining the situation to them, they understood why David called them here.

"I can go anytime."

"I need to go back to church and arrange something."

As a ranger general, Cirvanas has always been vigorous and resolute. Even if she still has the job of training the Tiran Knights, the training plan has already been arranged, and it won't affect anything if she goes out for a few days.

Liadrin needed to hand over the work at hand to other priests before leaving, but it didn't take much time.

"Gareth will have a small squad of Winter Knights and two priests standing by in the Quinjet."

The Kun-style fighter will put the two elves near the elf village, and then stand by there, and the work of contacting the elves is completely entrusted to the two in front of them.

The two elves who led the departure left, and David and Gareth discussed how to establish a defensive post in this direction.

With the expansion of Winter City, the problem of garrison has become more and more complicated.

As if he felt that David had been too easy these days and must cause some trouble for him, Gareth had just left to prepare a new defense plan, and new news was sent to David.

"The orcs are back?"

"Yes."

"And the orcs are all green this time?" David looked at the orc soldiers in the photo (stored in a micro-device and played a holographic image), and there was an obvious change from the orc army he repelled back then.

The orcs in the photos are taller, stronger, with hideous muscles, and even some of the orcs have terrifying bone spikes.

This is nothing, what is even more outrageous is that the ships these orcs are riding on are ferocious and very orc-style, and they are driven by unknown power (most likely evil energy), and there are several turrets on them.

Good guy, when he was beaten away last year, he was still a backward race who used trebuchets, and changed to battleship cannons in a blink of an eye? This is not called cheating, is this cheating?

Even if the knowledge of these orcs was bestowed by the gods, where did these orcs get the resources from? How did they rub out the battleship cannon with bare hands from scratch?

David had the urge to throw the imaging equipment to the ground: Are these gods too unaffected? Shameless?

"The good news is that there are not many orcs this time."

Compared to David, Van Cleef seemed very calm, and even allowed enough time for the Duke to complain in a timely manner before continuing to report the intelligence information in his hand.

"Furthermore, after these orcs landed on the eastern coast, they did not rush towards Snowfield Fort immediately, but instead sneaked into the hills and mountains in the northeast."

"That area..." David immediately understood what the orcs were going to do: "Are they rescuing their compatriots?"

"I'm afraid not, my lord."

Under Van Cleef's reminder, David called up the last part of the photos, which showed countless brown and yellow-skinned orcs in shackles, walking towards the coast under the escort of green-skinned orcs.

"More like a capture."

After looking at these photos, David leaned on the office chair and frowned for a few seconds: "Have you found out the whereabouts of these orcs?"

"According to the current situation, the orcs transported all these prisoners to the south."

"south?"

"Yes, going south along the coast, before the investigators withdrew, there was no intention to turn around."

David suddenly understood why the Suodulunma Empire remained silent after instigating several lords of the Kingdom of Tilan, feeling that something was wrong in their own back garden!

So, the orcs built these warships with resources collected from the Sodurum Empire?

As for where the knowledge comes from, David is no longer entangled. Based on the information he has now, he infers that the appearance of the orcs is a new round of cleansing against the Brennia continent.

Every time it is cleaned, the newly emerged races are the chosen ones, and under the blessing of the gods, they can take out anything.

I just don't know if the god behind the orcs will come up with even more outrageous things to the orcs after discovering that even so, they still can't destroy Winter City?

Would these lofty gods worry about being backlashed by chess pieces?

Very interesting question, David is eager to know the answer, but it is difficult to see a clear result in a short time, so let's deal with the immediate problem first!

"Winter Knights can't stay at home all the time, and should go out to gain some practical experience when appropriate."

David's meaning was very clear. The northern plains were his own territory. This group of orcs docked their warships in the Duke of Winter's territory without permission, which was already an act of war.

Winter City must fight back and let the orcs know who is the real ruler of the northern plains.

In addition, can you test the strength of this group of mutated orcs again?

This is also an important reason why he sent the currently strongest Winter Knights instead of several other troops.

The order was issued, and the Knights of Winter quickly moved into action.

Dress up, assemble, go!

After a long period of training, the Winter Knights are worthy of the title of the ace legion. Everything performed perfectly, and they completed the transition from chaos to order in the shortest time.

The rest of the barracks didn't realize what had happened until several of the mass-produced Kunz Decepticons lifted off and flew away.

"All members of the Winter Knights are dispatched? Is this something serious?"

"I left a team before, are you in trouble?"

"The direction is different."

"I don't know who the opponent is? It can be seen that the Duke attaches great importance to this enemy."

"It's a pity, this battle should have nothing to do with our Tilan Knights."

"You Tilan Knights haven't even finished equipping your weapons and equipment. What a pity."

"Did the Spartan Heavy Infantry not receive an order?"

"Maybe it's because the enemy is too far away?"

All kinds of discussions in the barracks quickly subsided, and all the soldiers of the Winter Barracks were summoned to go to their respective combat conference rooms to watch the battle between the Winter Knights and the orcs.

Even David sat in the conference room with important officials in Winter City to watch the live broadcast of the battle.

As eight Kun-style mass-produced Decepticons crossed the entire northern plains, they arrived on the eastern coast. Through the camera carried on the Kun-style Decepticon, everyone clearly saw the orcs and the battleship below.

"These orcs have become uglier."

"Aren't these green-skinned orcs in the same group as other orcs?"

"I don't know, maybe they are orcs from other tribes?"

The soldiers focused on various things, while in the conference room of Fort Glamorgan, Tony, Howard and the others carefully observed the orc warship.

"It looks rough."

"Shouldn't you be too worried?"

While several people were saying this, the orcs also spotted the Kun-type fighter in the air and launched an attack first.

Green energy rays were constantly fired into the air from the orc battleship, and the black and thick main gun was slowly raised after adjusting its direction, firing even more terrifying energy shells.

"..."

Seeing this scene, the originally lively conference room gradually became quiet.