Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 706 26. Dilemma --- Adding more brothers to each other [810]

I already know why you are here, old allies.

Archdruid Malfurion entertained the envoys of the Highmountain tauren who came from afar in Moonglade. They came to Moonglade from Valsharah. According to the original thinking of the tauren, they were adjacent to the Highmountain Val'sharah should be able to find reinforcements.

But unfortunately, they didn't...

Most of the druids in Valshara were transferred to Kalimdor to defend the holy land of Mount Hyjal due to repeated battles in Felwood Forest. However, the archdruids Steelpaw and Moonpaw who guarded Valsharah knew very well that once Highmountain was captured by demons, Valsharara would be next.

Once the demons launch a large-scale attack from Highmountain, the druid's holy land will fall instantly. Therefore, they suggested that Meera Gaoling come to Moonglade in person, discuss with Malfurion, and dispatch some The Legion goes to the Broken Isles to help the tauren drive out the demons.

But frankly speaking, the two Archdruids didn't have much confidence in this either.

On the one hand, the battle to defend Mount Hyjal was fierce, and they had heard about the repeated battles in Felwood Forest. The front line may not be able to spare troops. On the other hand, the current attitude of the night elves towards foreigners is difficult to judge. In the defense of Silithus a year ago, even when the battle was at its most severe, the night elves did not send reinforcements. Only Shandris Feathermoon's Southern Border Army participated in that battle.

And it is said that that incident caused a big difference between Shandris and Tyrande. To this day, Shandris has not returned to the battlefield of Ashenvale.

But then again, the predicament faced by the Tauren in Highmountain now may be the situation that Valshara will face in the future. If we don’t help the Tauren now, after the demons occupy Highmountain, unless the night elves can ruthlessly abandon Valshala Sarah's Holy Land, otherwise they would have to send troops, so now Malfurion is also troubled.

He sat in the tree hall in Moonglade, looking at Elder Meera Gaoling and Black Horn in front of him. The arch druid frowned, while Black Horn looked at the towering antlers of the arch druid in front of him. With the wings on his arms and the face covered with natural magic patterns, the black horn can easily feel the huge energy in Malfurion's body. This is a powerful druid, there is no doubt about it.

What I want to know is how much longer will the tauren friends of Highmountain last?

Malfurion looked at Meera, who said somewhat uncertainly:

My father held on to his wounded body to command the three clans of Gaoling, Tianjiao, and Hemane. At present, we can still hold on to the two lines of defense outside the Thunder Totem, but the betrayal of the Blood Totem made us in the northwest of High Ridge. The defense of the whole country has been completely disintegrated. It is said that Turuk has defected to the Burning Legion. They have begun to respond to the attack of demons on a large scale. The situation is very bad...

Elder Blackhorn sitting next to Meera took over the conversation, coughed lightly, and said to Malfurion:

In the best case, we can last for about three months. In the worst case, once the fel vrykul of Stormheim joins the battlefield, at most one month, the entire defense line of Highmountain will completely collapse. To the southwest of the Ridge, the druids of Valshara and our warriors are holding on to the watchtower, but with all due respect, Archdruid, the number of demons is endless, we cannot pin our hopes on the stupidity of the demons .”

The aged tauren elder keenly grasped the problems that Malfurion had to take care of, and he murmured:

The road from the southwest of Highmountain to Val'sharah has almost no natural dangers that can be defended. Once the demons drive straight in, even if we want to continue to protect Val'sharah, it will be difficult for us to do so.

Black Horn's emphasis on the word protection made Malfurion's frown even higher. Of course he understood what Black Horn meant, but the problem was that he had no spare troops on hand.

After the War of the Ancients, the night elves had only the Sentinel Legion and the Druids as their standing army. The watchmen who went to support were also seriously injured, not to mention, there was still a vague conflict between the leader of the watchmen, Maiev Shadowsong, and his wife Tyrande.

But after much consideration, Malfurion had to make a choice.

He looked at Elder Black Horn in front of him, and then at Meera Gaoling who looked expectant, and said in a deep voice:

Frontline in Felwood, we really can't draw too many troops... But I can instruct the Wardens to return to Azsuna, where their headquarters is, and after they return, they will rush to Highmountain as soon as possible Participate in the battle, and I can dispatch some of our druids and sentries in the Silithus Fortress, the number is about 5,000.

Watcher?

Elder Blackhorn pondered for a moment. As a native of the Broken Isles, he had heard the legend about the Watchers on the edge of the ruins of Azsuna. Such an elite team would not be able to turn the tide of the battle immediately due to the small number of people, but the Watchers Their assassination ability is enough to help Highmountain persist longer. As for another 5,000 troops, it can also allow those already tired fighters to rest for a while.

Meera, who was sitting next to Elder Black Horn, was a little disappointed, but she was the chief's daughter after all, and she expressed her gratitude to the archdruid in a decent manner.

Thank you for your help, Arch Druid.

Elder Blackhorn didn't try to ask for more support. From Malfurion's expression, it can be seen that the current situation of the night elves is not optimistic, but the elder made another request:

Can the priests of the Moon God in Valshara's Moon God Temple go to Highmountain for support?

noire says:

With their powerful healing abilities, we are confident that within the next six months, the demons will not break through the line of defense, and I heard that Valshara's Moon God Temple is directly under the management of Ms. Tyrande, as long as she head, we can see the hope of this war.

I'm sorry, but they have a mission that belongs to them.

Malfurion refused Black Horn's request without the slightest hesitation. Seeing the astonishment in Black Horn's eyes, the archdruid smiled wryly, lowered his voice, and said to the tauren elder in front of him:

The devil snatched the holy hammer that you have passed down from generation to generation from the tauren. I have seen that powerful holy hammer in the hands of the mighty and brave Hun Gaolin. It is a pity, but Valsha In Ra's Temple of the Moon God, there is another thing of great importance...do you understand what I mean?

Ah, so it turns out...

A flash of understanding flashed in Black Horn's eyes, no wonder the priests in that Moon God Temple didn't come forward to help even when Valshara was directly threatened by demons... It turns out that what they were ordered to guard was another creation pillar.

That's my presumptuousness.

Black Horn nodded, and he and Meera stood up. Although the request for help this time was not smooth, at least the night elves gave their allies reinforcements, and they couldn't say anything more.

Looking at the backs of Black Horn and Meera leaving with disappointment, Malfurion felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After all, he and Hun Gaoling also fought side by side on the battlefield of Azshara ten thousand years ago. Witnessed by the guardian dragon, they made a covenant of mutual help. The Meera in front of him can be regarded as his junior, and he should help such an ally.

After a short thought, Malfurion made up his mind. He stood up and called out to Meera who was about to leave:

If...if you really need reinforcements, then I suggest you not leave Kalimdor immediately, and go further south. There is a tauren clan with the same origin as you in Thunder Bluff, and the blood hoof tauren clan People also have their allies, and more importantly...you have been out of the world for too long, and in this world, besides the Cenarion Council, there is another druid organization.

Malfurion said sadly:

My disciple, Fandral Staghelmet and his like-minded companions reorganized the Blightcaller Druid faction. Compared with the Cenarion Council, which is currently trapped in the demon war, they should still have the power to fight. You can still go to the barren In Razor Heights, the ancient wilderness demigod Agamaggan has returned, and the wild boar civilization, our once common ally, has also begun to recover.

I mean, you might be able to find enough allies there...

Looking at the hope shining in the eyes of Meera and Black Horn, Malfurion felt that he had committed a serious crime. He violated the ancient covenant and failed to help his former allies. It made Malfurion feel very weak, very incompetent.

But even so, he did not refuse to offer advice to the Kaolin tauren because of the problem of face. For Malfurion, his dignity and the survival of hundreds of thousands of lives, he would choose the latter without hesitation.

And, finally...if you're really out of ammunition and there's no hope in sight...

The archdruid pursed his lips, and there was a trace of helplessness in his voice:

Then you can go to the continent opposite the endless sea. There is another civilization there. That civilization is protected by an extremely powerful force, and I heard that there is also an endless relationship between that force and the devil.

At the end, Malfurion bent down to the two tauren in front of him, and said softly:

Sorry, allies, but this is as far as we can go.

No, no, no need to apologize, Arch Druid.

Elder Black Horn hurried forward a few steps and held Malfurion's arm. He could feel the inner struggle and pain of the arch druid in front of him, which made him unable to help asking:

Has the situation of the night elves really deteriorated to this point? I heard that you have ruled this continent for the past 10,000 years, so your power should be very strong.

Ah, very bad.

The archdruid rubbed his forehead and said to Elder Black Horn:

More and more demons are enough to cause headaches, but recently the war of fel orcs broke out in Ashenvale. Although the orcs quickly sent troops to clean up those fallen orcs, the damage they caused was Horrible, 7 armament depots in Astrana have been burned, thousands of civilians have been displaced, there are some hateful cultists in the shadows, and worst of all... naga.

Malfurion glanced at Elder Black Horn beside him:

The Naga also seized the opportunity. They plundered all over Darkshore. Our fleet was almost unable to leave the port. Our army was devastated by this. The situation couldn't be worse. And I heard that near Highmountain, There are also Naga who are making trouble?

Yes, those bandits of the sea are everywhere...

Elder Black Horn gritted his teeth fiercely and cursed:

The group of soft-skinned snakes who took advantage of the fire can be seen in the entire Broken Isles!

As he spoke, Elder Black Horn rolled his eyes, and he asked softly:

I have a small question, Arch Druid, out of my personal curiosity. On the way here, I heard that there are black dragons haunting Kalimdor? Hasn't this race disappeared for thousands of years?

Oh, you should be talking about the black dragon in the human empire.

Malfurion took Elder Blackhorn and Meera Gaoling to the exit of the forest hall as his master. He explained to Elder Blackhorn:

In the depths of the Dustwallow Marsh on the northernmost border of the Human Empire, there are some black dragons allied with the Human Empire living there. They are different from other fallen black dragons. The undead are completely wiped out, and the rest are black dragons who maintain their sanity, and it is said that the civilians of the human empire regard them as trustworthy allies.

Elder Blackhorn's breathing became heavy at this moment, and he asked:

They...those black dragons, are there many of them?

a lot of!

Malfurion recalled what he had seen and heard, and he smiled and said to Noire:

There are at least 10 or more.

It's really worth going to see...

Elder Blackhorn muttered something to himself, and a moment later, he waved goodbye to the druids in Moonglade. The moment he stepped into the portal leading to Feathermoon Fortress, amidst the tumbling of natural energy, Black Elder Jiao's black eyes suddenly changed. Although it was only for a second, he could still clearly see that his eyes turned into yellow snake pupils at that moment...

This honest and gentle tauren is actually... a dragon!