Colonial empires in a world ruled by elves

Training in the swamp

Leuco, who was sitting in a fishing boat, raised his rifle and could see a group of alligators waiting on the shore of the swamp.

Choosing his prey wisely, he manually placed an armor-piercing bullet, this because the skull on the road was too hard.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the alligator for the last time and opened fire, after which he lowered his rifle and rowed towards the alligator.

Because if he started the gasoline engine, it would upset the alligators.

Once he arrived, he carefully raised it to the boat and began his return journey, not without first using mosquito repellent.

Because the large number of mosquitoes were annoying, as he advanced in the swamp he looked with respect at the place where he was and hoped he hoped that the elf continent did not have such a hostile climate.

‘Surviving in the swamp is more difficult than I thought. Here, anything wants to kill you like in the jungle.

Not to mention that insects are the real problem. Thank goodness the goddess eliminated dengue and other endemic diseases.

It would be a real problem to fall ill from these insects, but I suppose he created them because they were doing a job in the food chain. ‘

After advancing for a while, he reached the base of the swamp, which was surrounded by electrified barbed wire to prevent alligators from entering.

When they reached the small dock, with the help of a soldier, they lowered the alligator and took him to the kitchen.

Where they hung it on a meat hook, at that moment Leuco took his knife and cut it into a carcass.

“Remember that to cook a crocodile or alligator, you have to cut the skin first.

Always try to tear it off completely so that the sacrifice of the animal is worth it, otherwise you would waste everything that can be used from the alligator. “

After completely ripping off the alligator skin, he handed it to a soldier to use a combination of acid and salts to tan the skin.

“Now that the skin is no longer a problem, let’s move on to removing the animal’s organs, which are of little use.

We can use these as bait or simply return them to the water to be eaten by the species of the place. “

When he finished saying those words, he took his knife and did the arduous task of cleaning the crocodile’s body.

All the organs were placed in a metal container and after this, under the body of the crocodile, to a table where he prepared it with a marinade of chili peppers and spices.

“You must always remember to place this rub of spices so that it has a delicious flavor, because the meat of the alligator is tasty.

But it can be even better. “

One recruit who was listening looked at Leuco “How do you know so much about alligators?”

Leuco smiled and looked at the recruit as he recalled his travels through the wild southern continent “I learned a lot in the southern colonies of our republic.

I was an explorer for about four years in my youth, traveling between rivers, swamps and jungles to find gold mines.

At the beginning it was complicated, but I learned to survive in the jungle and in the swamps, in any case during that time I learned from the locals how to cook crocodiles.

Although an alligator and a crocodile are not the same, they are similar, so it is easy to know what their weak points are.

But let’s stop talking and get this big alligator into the oven. “

When he was done, he took it to a specially prepared oven where he let it cook while he gathered all his recruits for advice.

When they were all gathered, I looked at them seriously. “I want you to know that the swamp and the jungle are extremely dangerous places.

One dangerous move and everyone will die. That is why I will be with you at all times to prevent you from dying in miserable ways.

Remember that nature must always be respected, not for her, but for us.

A single mistake will cost you your life, so never underestimate your environment. Learn from it and you will be able to use it to your advantage to win your battles ... “

In a swamp on the Elf continent, a patrol group of elves were searching for rebels when the noise of a bird was heard from among the trees.

The elven soldiers, who were nervous, looked around looking for where the noise was coming from but could not see anything.

It was at that moment that from behind them, a group of humans emerged from the swamp waters carrying crossbows.

Which aimed at the elven soldiers in silence, just waiting for the order to attack.

The elves, who did not know the danger behind them, continued walking until they saw a hanging elf in a tree.

The leader of the elf group was horrified when he realized that it was the corpse of the leader of the previous patrol.

At that moment, a whistle heard and from different places, hundreds of crossbows fired their iron bolts against the elves.

Their armor could not defend them against attack, however two of them survived the initial attack and used their ice magic to freeze the rebels behind them.

Although they had finished with a batch of enemies, they had not eliminated all of them, so in just a few seconds the two elves were full of steel bolts.

Which had left their bodies like porcupines. After this, the rebels from among the trees came down and ran to help their companions.

Which had become statues of ice, which at the mere touch broke, leaving ice cubes with flesh and blood.

Although, fortunately for the rebels, two people survived, but in order to rescue them they had to cut their legs to get them out of the cold ice that prevented them from leaving.

“This attack cost us 15 lives and we only killed 10 elves. Is it worth so much sacrifice?”

An orc asked who was looking sadly at the pieces of ice that had been people.

“It was worth it, because it is better to face 10 elves than a complete army of elves. Their magic is a real problem for everyone.

There is no way to win when each of them can use elemental spells, although I have to admit that this time we were lucky that they were ice wizards.

An experienced fire mage can produce thunder, which kills anything in contact with water.

The only thing we can do is collect the pieces of ice from what were once our companions and leave them in a nameless grave.

That way, the elves won’t tarnish their memory as they like to do, because they don’t even respect the dead. “