Chapter 192
"Chanti, I'm so sorry. I originally agreed to send you back to Averren, but you were delayed because of my affairs." Aber said to Chandi apologetically. At this time, they were on their way back to the Binliu Tribe.
After learning from Alamir that the sacrifices used by the fallen soldiers in the sentry tower for the blood sacrifice were humans, Abel thought of the first thing he thought of was the Runlift Tribe not far from here.
Apart from the rushing tribe, the fallen soldiers who believed in the desolate gods had no other possibility to capture humans as sacrifices. The small tribes of other human tribes would not live so close to the empire. They would settle further north to stay away from the empire's threat.
The settlement of the Binliu tribe was when the human tribe retreated to the Thousand Needles Forest. Their ancestors took the initiative to stay here, with the intention of resisting the possible attacks launched by the empire and as the first line of defense for the human tribe, it existed just like the Frostwolf tribe settled in the northern mountains, resisting the attack from the orcs and preventing them from moving south.
While rushing to the Binglift Tribe, Abel suddenly remembered what Chiriya had told him about her father and Geralt's father, so he spoke to Alamir who was following them and asked: "Alamir, you have been stationed in this border post for a hundred years. Do you know the conflict between the empire and mankind twenty years ago?"
"Twenty years ago? If you were talking about the indigenous humans attacking the Imperial Post, I do know." Alamil was a little panting. Although he was not bad, compared with the rushing tourer Chanti who was rushing to the full force and Abel who secretly used magic to strengthen himself, he had to do his best to keep up with the pace of the two of them moving forward at full speed.
"Because the tower I am stationed in is very remote, usually there will be no one coming, nor will the indigenous people attack the tower I am stationed in. They will usually attack the towers further south and villages not far from the tower. But that time they attacked my towers, which were one of the few attacks in the past century that I have been stationed on the border of the empire, especially at that time, there were several noble children from the capitals of the northern provinces. It is said that they were first attacked in the forest.
I remember when I took the patrol to find them, they had already finished the battle and captured two prisoners. They told me that these indigenous humans were going to attack the Imperial Post and were repelled by them." Alamir was obviously impressed by what happened twenty years ago. After carefully recalling it, he remembered a detail: "One of them was injured at that time. Although they were not seriously injured, everyone around him was very nervous about him. After sending him back to the Post, he stayed at the Post for a few days until his injury was healed.
By the way, I remembered that the injured person was a nobleman from the royal court and had a good family relationship with my mother. We had a special conversation when he came. I remember that he had a handkerchief on him, and the pattern on it was also a one-eye!"
Hearing Alamil say this, Abel nodded, and things are right.
"Twenty years ago? It seems that the problem is much more serious than I thought." Although I had thought of this possibility before, after really confirming this point, Eber could not help but feel a palpitation. If God of Waste began to lay out this world at least twenty years ago, the problem of the Elf Empire would be much more serious than he had imagined before.
The only thing Abel is glad that the Elf Empire is a theocracy country with the existence of a true god and is absolutely forbidden to any heresy. The belief in the Waste God can only be spread privately, and the spreading situation may not be as bad as expected.
But Abel dared not have optimistic ideas. You should know that the elves have problems now. Four true gods, including the main god of the gods, fell from the throne. Abel is now sure that this is the conspiracy of the gods. In this case, the belief in the elves in the elves empire may no longer be controlled. After all, even remote places such as the border outposts have begun to sacrifice blood, which can be imagined elsewhere.
"Mr. Aber, do you inform the human tribe that you plan to borrow troops from them to attack the Imperial sentry?" Although he was rushing to the road, this level could not cause any burden to the wood elves. While rushing to the road, Chanti still had the time to ask Aber.
"Well, you can't let the believers of the God of Desolation continue to stay there, at least you have to deal with them." Abel nodded with a very serious expression: "Once the believers of the God of Desolation start the blood sacrifice, they will communicate with the master behind them. The more sacrifices they sacrifice, the greater the impact they will cause, and may even directly trigger the God of Desolation to invade this world.
Although not a hundred people, if they get into trouble, it is not a good thing for the human tribe. So just in case, I plan to destroy them, which requires human help."
"But how useful can these indigenous humans come to? Although they have fallen, they are soldiers I trained. With my understanding of indigenous humans, even if you can borrow a thousand people, you may not be able to capture the sentry tower." Although Alamil hated those indigenous soldiers, at least he was trained by his subordinates for a hundred years. When he heard Abel say that he wanted to wipe them out, he could not help but refute.
Hearing Alamil's question, Abel just looked back at him, and didn't even stop: "Chanti, if it were all the level of the soldiers we had encountered before, how long do you think it would take you to kill all those hundred people? Including the high elf lieutenant behind."
"If the arrows are enough, they can last for two days. After all, they can hide in the wardrobe and not come out." Chandi estimated that he obviously didn't feel that it was difficult to kill all the 100 people with bows and arrows: "If it was in the forest, one day was enough for me to kill them all. Of course, if it was Averren's Ranger, it would probably turn into an archery duel."
"I will find a way to help you fill the arrows." After hearing Chanti's words, Eber nodded without saying anything. Since Chanti said that, she obviously had enough confidence in her archery skills.
"You are too underestimating the Imperial soldiers, right?" Alamir heard Chanti's comment and screamed in dissatisfaction. Alamir didn't believe at all that Chanti could kill all of him and his subordinates in two days.
Chapter completed!