Azeroth’s Death Track

Mount Hyjal, the highest peak in the northern border of the Kalimdor continent, is also a rolling mountain range across the northern border of the continent. It blocks the cold air from the North Sea from entering the Kalimdor continent. In the north of the Hyjal Mountains, it is A scene of ice and snow, and in the vast area south of Mount Hyjal, it is a warm and spring-like landscape.

This mountain shaped the environment of Kalimdor and provided a perfect sanctuary for the night elves after the War of the Ancients.

It is said that 10,000 years ago, the Well of Eternity was detonated, pulling all the demons raging on the entire continent back to the stars, and it also caused the continents that were connected at that time to be completely torn apart, and the great flood hit the entire world. 90% of the continent of Rath was submerged, and the night elves who survived the big bang entered Mount Hyjal under the leadership of Tyrande, and waited until the flood receded a few years later. A new civilized life has just begun.

This is why Mount Hyjal is called the holy mountain. It once sheltered the night elf civilization, just like a warm cradle.

But the problem is that the night elves did not leave this cradle in the next 10,000 years. 70% of them still live here, and the remaining 30% are distributed in places not far from Mount Hyjal. Felwood, Ashenvale Forest, and Darkshore border the Sea of ​​Mists.

Kaldorei, this is a civilization that lacks the spirit of exploration and has become lazy in the blessing of eternal life. It is very powerful, but...it has inherent defects, which cannot be denied.

A few years ago, after the Burning Legion reopened the space barriers of Azeroth, an army of demons led by Mannoroth the Destroyer rushed into the battlefield of Felwood Forest. Destroying the elven civilization among the mountains, but being firmly blocked from Mount Hyjal, the night elves sentinels set out from Ashenvale, and together with the defenders of Mount Hyjal, trapped the demons in the In the Felwood forest that landed at the beginning.

It's like catching a turtle in a urn, but the teeth of this trapped turtle are very sharp, and if you are not careful, you will be injured. Therefore, in the past few years, the night elves have maintained a kind of siege and continuously compressed the demon's living space. A year ago, they were almost able to succeed. The demons at that time were trapped in the Shadow Castle and the surrounding land. Of the hundreds of thousands of demons who arrived in the first batch, only less than 150,000 remained Man, the Destroyer Mannoroth was also afraid to leave Shadowhold by the demigod Cenarius and the demigod Ansu.

Really, the night elves were just a hair away from another great victory over the Burning Legion.

But... the world is funny, just a few months later, the battle situation took a terrifying turn, especially after Cenarius died in the battle of Ashenvale, and the archdruid Malfurion was captured by the naga ambush, In just 4 days, the night elves were constantly retreated by the demons who received reinforcements. Until tonight, nearly a million demons had completely occupied the entire Felwood Forest and attacked both ends of the battlefield at the same time.

The battle in Ashenvale was intense, and the Mount Hyjal position was even more stressful, but at this juncture, bad news kept coming one after another.

The position of the Auberdine Legion! Come and stop!

In the deep night, the sound of the Frostsaber running came to the battle zone of Mount Hyjal's frontline position. Several sentries immediately picked up their bows and pointed their sharp arrows at the visitors who trespassed on the battlefield. The slender figure on the leopard pulled the rein, her eyes swept across the sentry in front of her, the latter straightened up immediately, obviously, the person who came was a real big shot.

Let your commander come to see me as quickly as possible!

The armored female elf gave the order indifferently, then jumped off the frostsaber and stood beside her mount. A moment later, the commander of the Auberdine Legion who got the news hurriedly appeared beside the big man.

General Sunsong! Commander Harold of the Auberdine Legion salutes you!

You're welcome, Harold.

General Miara Risong's complexion was still a little pale, obviously she hadn't fully recovered from the previous ambush, her left arm in military uniform was empty, which represented what she lost in the war, although Tyrande had already He ordered that some suspected General Rige be placed under house arrest in the Temple of the Moon God, but this order is secret, so the outside world does not know the real situation of General Rige.

That is to say, in the eyes of these front-line legion commanders, Miara Sunsong is still the hero of the ancient war, and she is still the defense general of Mount Hyjal. In theory, she can mobilize all the legions of Mount Hyjal, of course , in actual operation, the orders she gave were subject to the approval of the headquarters.

This is a battle report just sent to the headquarters, Harold, let's have a look.

General Sunsong handed the battle report to General Harold with his right hand, and the latter took it in his hand. Although it was in the dark, the night elves' excellent eyesight would not be affected, and they only read the beginning. General Harold, The veteran who had also experienced the Battle of the Ancients immediately widened his eyes.

Naga? Are they attacking Darkshore? Luna is on top!

The elf general let out an exclamation:

There are all civilians taking refuge there, and there is only a thornwood army guarding there.

That's why I've come to see you in private, Harold.

Rige looked around, the defense general who always looked indifferent, lowered his voice, and said to Harold:

You and I are both elves born in Auberdine, which is our common hometown. Now I want you to take your Auberdine Legion to the Darkshore as quickly as possible. Be sure to take revenge on the Naga Before the massacre, move our people to a safe place! Listen to me, the Atlanus Legion will take over your position as quickly as possible... General Lane and I have communicated.

But...but Sunsong!

General Harold gritted his teeth, and asked in a low voice:

Is there an official order? I can't just take your army to Darkshore...We are soldiers! We must obey orders!

I am the Defense General of Mount Hyjal! Harold, until I am dismissed, my words are orders!

Risong aggravated her voice, and she patted Harold's shoulder with her remaining right arm:

Go, listen to me, I will take all the responsibilities! Use your brain to think about it, the Naga are back, Azshara is back, you have seen the Queen with your own eyes, do you think she character, what will she do with us... rebels? There are half a million civilians in Darkshore...Harold, half a million! Yes, we are soldiers, yes, we obey orders, but listen to me Say, you and me, why did we become soldiers?

We want to protect our people...Let me tell you one more thing, Harold, Tyrande is not in Mount Hyjal at all...Even if I want to sign a formal order, who should I go to?

Rige took a deep breath, looked at Harold's complicated eyes, and said softly:

You can tell yourself that soldiers need orders to act, but think about it... Can the people threatened by the Naga wait? My fellow countrymen, my hometown, can I wait?

I...

General Harold didn't know what to say, but the next moment, General Sun Song said in a deep voice:

Harold! In the name of the defense general of Mount Hyjal, I request you to immediately take the Auberdine Legion to the Black Coast to rescue the people threatened by the Naga! I will bear all the responsibilities!

General Risong’s voice was so loud that the surrounding sentries could hear them. They looked at each other in blank dismay. The next moment, Harold, the legion commander, turned his head and looked at the bewildered sentries. He shouted loudly:

What are you still doing? Didn't you hear General Rige's order?

Let all commanders begin to gather troops, and we head to the battlefield of Darkshore! May the moon god protect us...

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The elves in that position are retreating...

The demon assassin Akali, who was always watching the front line of Mount Hyjal in the shadows, pursed her lips and said softly:

Those naga are really capable... Go back and tell that big idiot to pay attention to the signal we sent, and follow the position in front of you, rushing all the way into Mount Hyjal... Wait, where is Bain Holle ?”

Akali turned her head to look at a succubus beside her, and the coquettish demon lady said in a low voice with some fear:

Lord Bainholler has taken his army to Winterspring, and it is going to attack the elves' positions from behind Mount Hyjal.

Ah, that life-saving idiot.

Akali squinted her eyes. The eredar high-ranking lord was thinking about the strange action patterns of the dreadlord, and she quickly guessed the answer... Bain Holle was frightened by the great lord Tyrion, and was very scared. Obviously, the Dreadlord didn't know if Tyrion's forces still existed on the frontal battlefield of Mount Hyjal, so he simply avoided it from a distance, and let the destroyer Malonos, who was not enough brains, step on this place. thunder.

How cunning.

Akali was talking, and couldn't help touching her chest, where there was still a penetrating arrow, she couldn't help but think of the time when she saw Tyrion and his wife on the forest tree dwelling battlefield In one scene, she thought of those icy blue eyes that caught a glimpse, and the dead silence and indifference contained in those eyes made Akali shiver uncontrollably.

It looked around nervously, then gritted its teeth:

Let Malonor go to hell... I won't do it either!

Thinking of this, Akali immediately gave an order to the demon assassins behind him:

You stay here and are responsible for leading the destroyer army into Mount Hyjal. I will go to another battlefield to see. Lord Bainholler also needs a team of scouts... that's it.

After finishing speaking, the figure of the high-level demon assassin disappeared in a flash.

On the other side, General Miara Risong, who was wearing a windbreaker, quietly came under the World Tree Nordrassil alone. This place is not a real building, but the size of the World Tree is unimaginable to ordinary people. The only thing is that it is rooted under several huge root uplifts on the shore of Luna Lake in Mount Hyjal, just like a naturally formed wooden house.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine how such a huge plant that towers into the sky like a miracle is supported by these hollow roots. In the huge hole formed under the roots, the emerald green There are silver elves rippling on the small lake, and the light it reflects is like the most beautiful paradise.

Here is the real holy place for druids and night elves.

It's a pity that General Rige didn't come to enjoy the beautiful scenery. She held a dagger in her only remaining right hand, and her entire palm was stained with dazzling blood. Behind her were 4 sentries who fell in a pool of blood. Those dark nights There was still a hint of consternation and fear in Miss Elf's eyes, they couldn't imagine why their boss would kill them.

As for Miara Risong, the hero of the War of the Ancients looked dazed at this moment. She stood on the edge of the Luna Lake, looking at the black roots of the World Tree beside her, with indescribable chaos shining in her eyes.

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The sharp dagger pierced Rige's abdomen, and it was she who was hurting herself. In that terrible pain, Rige drew a terrible scar on her abdomen. She stretched out her right hand and pierced the blood From the dripping wounds, a strange thing was taken out of it. It looked like some kind of flesh and blood tissue, disgusting, monster, and still wriggling slightly.

Rige is like a puppet on a string, she doesn't seem to feel pain, but her face is covered with cold sweat, she tremblingly sticks the flesh and blood tissue on the surface of the roots of the World Tree, and when she touches The moment he saw the appearance of the World Tree, the disgusting flesh and blood seemed to have a mind of its own, staggering and wriggling, and in the strange melody, quickly drilled into the steel-like core of the World Tree. Inside.

After doing all this, Ri Ge picked up the dagger from the ground, she swayed her body, step by step, like a wounded beast, walked in another direction, leaving behind her, one after another Clear... bloody footprints.

And the direction she was heading towards... was the lair where Orgrim, the orc chieftain, was imprisoned.

And one last thing...

The master ordered...the last thing...