Chapter 354: Elf Legion

Now that someone is willing to provide equipment, the players are naturally willing to participate in the battle naked!
After all, binding equipment also costs contribution, and many war missions have proved that this kind of battle is the most damage to equipment.
Being able to use dwarves' whiteboard equipment, they are naturally happy not to have special effects equipment that they have finally exchanged for.
And if it weren't for considering the special effect bonuses of the weapons exchanged in the mall, many people even plan to not even bring their weapons and use all dwarves.
As for those players who are heavily armed, most of them get the equipment with special effects of [Toughness] or simply the equipment is evaluated by Golden Legend.
This kind of equipment is outrageous in durability, and is not afraid of war.
Of course, some players want to ensure that they are strong enough in the war, so they will take the equipment to participate in the war.
Naturally, Brin didn't know these things.
At this moment, he only felt that these reinforcements made him very disappointed.
However, this is what happened and nothing can be changed.
At least... people are here.
Moreover, since the Death God has issued oracles under his crown, there must be... there must be His considerations.
Brin sighed, comforting himself with various reasons, and at the same time greeted the dwarves and gnomes to distribute the equipment they had prepared for the coming elves.
This is the promise of the true god, and they will naturally not violate it.
Not many elves have been transmitted, but they are still transmitting.
However, Brin estimated that the number of elves should not be large, and 8,000 sets of improved equipment are more than enough.
What surprised him was that among the elves who came to support, there were some female elves, and there were quite a few, many of them were even warriors.
The proportion of wizard spellcasters is quite high, accounting for almost one-third.
This is a bit embarrassing. In fact, most of the equipment they prepare are of the power system...
However, these elves didn't care very much, it seemed that for them, it was enough to provide equipment.
He asked one of the elf wizards side by side, and the elf told him that the reason he didn't care about the equipment was because he didn't lack equipment.
And the equipment he got, he planned to use it as a reward, and he would sell it after the war ended.
Hearing this sentence, Brin finally felt that these elves looked a bit like elves.
It's really stupid. It's still a question whether you can survive after the war is over. What's the use of equipment for the dead?
He shook his head slightly.
And just as the dwarves and gnomes were sending out equipment for the elves, suddenly...a dull roar came from outside the city.
The sound was like a buffalo, with a bloodthirsty and excitement. It rang for a long, long time, causing echoes in the caves of the underground world...
This is the roar of the underground monster.
Underground monsters are a common mount in the underground world, because their roar is extremely loud, and the armies of the city-states in the dark regions often use this as a signal.
And in the army of the Dark Alliance, their yelling is also an instruction—
The opponent is ready to attack again.
As soon as the roar fell, there were bursts of roars coming from afar, and the ground of the entire City of Blades began to vibrate...
The army began to move.
Hearing the signal sound just now, feeling the vibration of the ground, the residents of the City of Blades turned pale. The dwarves and gnomes who had been watching the excitement around the teleportation array rushed away and hid.
"It's an offensive signal from the Dark Alliance, they are about to carry out a new round of siege!"
Brin looked serious.
At the same time, he noticed that the elves suddenly shook collectively. Everyone stopped their movements at almost the same moment, and instantly looked out of the city.
Unlike the Silent Alliance soldiers, who were obviously nervous, these elves were suddenly excited.
Their eyes were sharp, as if they had changed individuals, their expressions flashed with excitement:
"Haha! Are you going to fight!"
"Copy guys copy guys! I thought it would take a long time to hang up like before!"
"Hurry up and notify those who are not online! Let them come quickly! There are too few people now! Don't overturn the car!"
"The legion is formed! The legion is formed! The legion of the Autobots Guild is formed!"
"The Mengmeng Committee Legion has formed a team! Add a small Xianmiao! Welcome to join the group! There are many druid girls, including treatment!"
"Big guys don't patronize the team! Go to the battlefield channel! Brother Mu called us to the battlefield channel to listen to the command!"
"I'm coming!"
They talked about words that Brin couldn't understand, and quickly started to move, and there was a squirrel in front of the Temple of Death.
At the same time, Brin noticed that this confusion was only temporary...
These sloppy elves seemed to be adjusting something. After a moment of confusion, they suddenly became disciplined. It was obvious that no one was directing them, but they seemed to have received some kind of order and began to line up. queue.
Although it is still not very professional, but there is clearly an order...
More than that, their high morale was almost written on their faces, and many people were yelling with excitement. It seems that what they are about to meet is not a battle that may die at any time, but a bloodthirsty carnival...
Looking at these suddenly changing elves, Brin was faintly frightened.
They look like this...
Are they really those elves who hate war and love peace?
At this time, four elves with clearly more gorgeous equipment than those around them came over, three men and one woman.
Their strength is also outstanding among the elves who came to support. They are all on the black iron position. Except for one of the fighters who seems to have just broken through, the remaining few breaths are strong, and they have obviously reached the black iron position. The pinnacle of the order.
Of course, this strength is still not enough in the eyes of Brin, who is in the middle of silver, but in a war, personal strength is sometimes not important.
Especially the siege of the underground world.
The four elves faintly headed by a druid, he came to Brin, first saluted, and then said solemnly:
"Hello, my name is Li Mu. I am the commander of the Elf Legion that came to support. May I ask this war... what do you need us to do?"
Elf Legion?
Brin was stunned, his expression also solemn.
He suddenly felt that maybe he really underestimated these elves before.
"How many people are you there?"
He first asked a question he was curious about.
The elf who claimed to be Li Mu grinned, glanced at the upper right corner, and smiled:
"There are 1,643 people sent over now, but... this is just the first unit, and there are many people behind. I can't give you an accurate number of how many people can reach, but it will be enough to fight the war~www.mtlnovel .com~ Li Mu's answer made Brin not very satisfied, but seeing him and the expectant elves behind him, the chief of the Blade City thought for a while and said:
"This time, we are fighting a defensive battle. The battlefield is mainly on the wall. I hope you can cooperate with our soldiers and resist the enemy's offensive on the wall."
Hearing what he said, Li Mu nodded:
"I understand. In addition, considering that more and more elves will participate in the battle, I hope you will ensure the logistics in time. We...may need a lot of equipment."
"Don't worry, the most indispensable thing in the City of Blades is equipment!"
Brin waved his hand carelessly.
"That's good."
Li Mu smiled.
After finishing speaking, he saluted Brin again, and then beckoned, with so many elves screaming excitedly, rushing towards the wall of the City of Blades like a torrent...