The Queen and Lord Night

Denise was very fast.

More than 100 archers soon followed orders and rushed over.

However, what surprised and worried Chu Xiaoye was that the hundred-over archers, including Denise, were all girls. There were also a few especially striking little girls.

Most of the elves died in battle.

The older ones followed closely behind the man and died one after another.

The entire elven race was now filled with Yin and Yang, and there were only lone women and widows left. Almost no family was complete.

Chu Xiaoye looked at the girls in front of him who were still childish but had bright eyes and determined expressions. His heart suddenly felt a little heavy.

If possible, he did not want anyone here to die in this battle.

"Denise, can you lend me your bow?"

Chu Xiaoye looked at the silver-haired girl and extended his hand.