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Since the encircle and annihilate action began two weeks ago, the ambience in the Night Elves’s caves had never been as relaxed and happy as today.
The enticing roast meat aroma was spread throughout the caverns by the many tunnels. It made the elves on guard duty in the caves brighten up too.
The news had already spread in the morning that they were going roast meat for lunch that afternoon!
After joining the Night Elves, their food intake was strictly controlled because of the intense siege laid by the Wind Forest. They had never felt full before.
However, nobody had any plaints, because Princess Irina had stopped eating two weeks ago.
But from breakfast two days ago, they had the most scrumptious fried rice in this world, and it was one big bowl for everyone.
The fried rice that was named Rainbow Fried Rice had astonished the elves with its scrumptiousness. The amount was even enough to fill the stomach of an adult elf.
The depressed ambience in the underground cavern began to be filled with hope and energy after enjoying the delicious food for two consecutive days.
The princess had to have solved their rations problem, and now they had the courage to continue to defend the caves and fight for their ideals and freedom.
Also, the roast meat for that afternoon was tickling their hearts like a kitten’s soft tail. They were salivating badly.
In the deep part of the cavern, a spacious cave was converted into the main kitchen of the Night Elves.
“Turn all the roast meat over and brush a layer of the sauce over it,” Firis instructed 30-odd elves to turn the beef on the grills over before instructing the elf at the side, “Send the first batch of roast meat to the warriors at the very front.”
“Yes,” the elves answered, and then began to do what Firis instructed in an orderly manner.
“We have to roast another five batches in order to let all the Night Elves have a helping of roast beef.” Firis used her scarf to wipe away the sweat on her forehead. The temperature in the cave had risen quite high due to the dozens of stoves and fire.
Cooking for 1,000 people was very different from cooking in the restaurant. She only had to cook for the princess before, but now she had to instruct dozens of people to cook together. This was a huge challenge to her.
This was her first time making roast meat in the underground cavern. As this was wartime, she couldn’t cut the beef into small pieces and stick them together as a kebab, so after experimenting for two days, she decided to cut the beef into steaks. However, she wasn’t going to pan-fry them, and was roasting them over charcoal instead.
She had learnt how to make roast beef kebabs, Yangzhou fried rice, and braised chicken and rice in Mamy Restaurant. Even though she couldn’t cook with finesse, she still wanted to offer the most delicious food to the hardworking frontline warriors and use the culinary skills taught by Mag to their full extent.
The warriors’ smiles and content expressions gave her intense satisfaction. The hard work and fatigue became nothing in parison.
The elves in the kitchen looked at Firis frequently with admiration in their eyes. As the princess’s personal lady’s maid, Firis’s culinary skills were simply astonishing. After she took over the kitchen, all elves were looking forward to every meal of the day.
The ordinary ingredients became delicious food under her instruction and tutelage. Those canisters and jars seemed to be the source of the scrumptiousness and brought unparallel culinary experience.
“Princess, if they know we still have rations, will they give up the siege and launch a massive attack on the underground caverns instead?” the Night Elves’ chief guard, Ashley, asked Irina worriedly.
Irina suddenly released the scent lockdown in the tunnels that noon, and even used spell formation to send the roast meat aroma in the kitchen out of the cavern.
This action would definitely tell the elves who were laying siege to the underground cavern that they still had rations. The situation in which they only surrounded them and not attacked might change. They might decide to attack the underground cavern without regard to the costs.
Irina turned around, and asked, “Ashley, if this siege continued for another month, what do you think would happen to the Night Elves? And what would happen to the Wind Forest?”
Ashley was a little stunned. Then, she began to ponder seriously, and said with a grave expression, “The Wind Forest hasn’t engaged in any conflict for the past 100 years, so they have accumulated plenty of resources and wealth. It is not difficult for them to maintain a troop of 10,000 to lay siege to the cavern. Furthermore, the Night Elves would run out of the rations that we obtained yesterday in a month’s time, and we would be plunged into a ration crisis once again.”
“Since that is the case, we are the one who should seek changes.” Irina smiled as she looked at the disturbed elves at the foot of the mountain. “Those in power have never taken the soldiers at the base seriously. The military rations were deducted at every rank, and the soldiers would only receive the hard to swallow dry rations. It’s normal for the officers to scold and hit them too. I am going to use this aroma to lower their morale and let the soldiers know that we are able to eat delicious roast meat while we are fighting for freedom, and they can only live a demeaning life without freedom while fighting for those who oppress them.”
Ashley’s eyes lit up as she asked in a raised voice, “Is Princess trying to incite defection?”
After the underground cavern was surrounded, the Night Elves lost the means to obtain fresh blood, and as the number of the enemy troops increased, the cavern was pletely surrounded. Without reinforcements and unable to expand, this had bee a deadlock for the Night Elves.
But, with a hint of worry, Ashley quickly said, “For the Night Elves, inciting defection is a double-edged sword. The fresh blood would be able to increase our power, but the increased population in the underground cavern would also accelerate the depletion of the rations and give us less time.”
“Inciting defection isn’t something that can be achieved in a short time. As long as we can weaken their morale and make those elves at the base look toward us, we can have a better chance to employ counter-siege tactics or break through,” Irina said calmly. She retrieved her gaze and walked back into the tunnel. This roast meat smells so good. Bean Sprout’s culinary skills are indeed well-taught.
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“Lord Borg, a roast meat aroma is ing from the caves. Could our intelligence be wrong, and they still have rations?” In an opulent big tent at the foot of the mountain, a few elven manders were gathered together, and they were all looking at Borg, who was sitting at the place of honor, anxiously.
Borg was also looking somber. From the day before yesterday, he had no longer received any information from the spy. However, according to the information that he had received before that, the Night Elves should have run out of rations pletely by now, so why were they roasting meat now? Had Irina managed to get out?
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