Chapter 449

But they could only stay in the military camp and were forbidden from leaving.

"My lord, Sus Shengcheng has restored basic administration!" Elf Queen Shirley flew into the sky and bowed to Li Yue.

These four-plus hours.

Li Yue, the Witch Legion, and the Goblin Legion had not entered the city.

If they entered the city, they would be considered foreign races.

This would increase the difficulty for Elf Queen Shirley to control Sus Shengcheng. "Let's go take a look at this Elf Shengcheng," Li Yue nodded.

Afterwards.

He descended from the sky with Witch Queen Ka Luoer, Goblin Commander Ya Li Ke, Black Dragon Long Mili En, and members of the Female Guard Corps, entering Sus Shengcheng.

Elf Legion archers patrolling the city could be seen everywhere.

Not only that.

There were also Elf warriors not belonging to his Lord Chenxi territory patrolling.

Obviously, these were the armies Elf Queen Shirley had subdued during these four-plus hours. "My lord, there are over 1.12 million Elves in Sus Shengcheng."

"There are over a thousand Elf tribes of various sizes in the surrounding areas, totaling over two million Elves." "These are all the Elves within Saint Na Ze Er Forest."

"Actually, there was once another Elf Shengcheng, but that Elf Shengcheng was Antia, which we cleared back then; it was breached by demons, most Elves died, and a small portion merged into Sus Shengcheng." As they walked forward.

Elf Queen Shirley introduced the situation.

The light around them was already distorted; those ordinary Elves could not see them at all.

Li Yue walked on streets covered with flowers, inhaling the fresh floral scent, and could not help but admire that the Elves' taste was indeed extraordinary.

Moreover, the buildings lining both sides of the roads were exquisitely beautiful, filled with greenery, appearing full of vitality.

Various statues, fountains, gardens, and fences, all like works of art, were scattered in an orderly fashion everywhere, delighting the eye. One could say that every corner of Sus Shengcheng was scenery, and extremely beautiful scenery at that.

Every blade of grass and every tree had been trimmed by the Elves.

Maple trees full of charm stood on both sides of the roads, their red maple leaves incredibly beautiful.

On the main street.

Although the number of Elves was still very small.

there were some Elves recovering from panic performing various tasks.

Regardless of gender or age, all possessed excellent looks. "Where is the army?"

While admiring the beauty of this Elf city, he asked. Such a city—if placed in the world before his transmigration—would simply be like a fairyland.

It would be enough to become the most popular check-in spot.

"Sus Shengcheng has only two armies: one warrior legion of ten thousand, and one archer legion of ten thousand." "Besides these, there is only a city defense force of five thousand, responsible for public order." "Both armies have a minimum Tier of Bronze Tier; you have already seen them before." "The city defense force is far inferior, with a minimum of Black Iron," Elf Queen Shirley said.

"It seems the Elf race does not place much emphasis on the army," Li Yue chuckled lightly.

The Elves in this region combined total over three million.

Yet, counting everything, there are only two legions of ten thousand each? One must know—the Elf race is a race where everyone is a soldier!

Every single Elf possesses strength at the Black Iron level! The Elf race is an extraordinary race!

Moreover, their lifespans are long, giving them plenty of time to cultivate.

Yet the result is only this small an army, far fewer than the army of his Lord Chenxi territory. "The Elf race values the strong more."

"Furthermore, Elves have long lifespans, love various arts, yearn for freedom, and are unwilling to join the army," Elf Queen Shirley said helplessly. "Take me to the treasury."

Li Yue nodded, asked no more, and gave the order.

He did not care much about how the Elf race was.

After all, the Elves in his Lord Chenxi territory were all qualified soldiers summoned directly.

This problem did not exist. What he cared about now was—how much gain could the treasury of Sus Shengcheng yield?!

This was an Elf Shengcheng that had inherited a legacy for thousands of years!

This made his heart extremely expectant and swollen.

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