Rise of the blood elves

"Tell me, what happened?"

Hearing the news that Darius Crowley's troops were attacked, Tirion, who was usually calm, began to become impatient.

As early as when it was discovered that the natural disasters were attacking the northern kingdoms separately, and the coalition forces led by the Silver Hand participated in the decision to divide their forces to support them, this force was the strongest to support the Kingdom of Gilneas.

There were not only thousands of Gilnean soldiers led by High Lord Darius, but also nearly [-] soldiers recruited from the displaced refugees and sent by the Kingdom of Stormwind, the Kingdom of Kul Tiras and Khaz Modan in the south. The rebel soldiers who were armed with the armaments and supplies were composed of a Lordaeron major named "Durran" who had participated in the Battle of Holy Light Monastery and was later ordered to garrison Tarren Mill, and a man named "Lin" from northern Gilneas. "Germany" volunteer militia leaders co-led.

It can be said that these more than 1 soldiers are the last standing armed force of the coalition forces, and they will be relied upon to counterattack the Scourge Legion in the future. After all, facing the human sea tactics of the Scourge Legion, high-end combat power alone is not enough.

Originally, crossing the dangerous Hillsbrad Hills and rushing to the rescue of the Kingdom of Gilneas under the eyes of the undead occupying Dalaran was an extremely dangerous thing, but it was something that had to be done.

Now that they are in danger again, how can everyone not be anxious? Not only Tirion, but also other high-level officials are surrounding them.

"This is what happened." The injured Gilneas mage took the water bag handed to him and drank it in one gulp. He took a deep breath and began to talk.

Since the land of Lordaeron is directly adjacent to Gilneas, they are very close to each other. Gilneas is the only remaining country in the north that has not been plundered by the war. It has a strong military force and a solid barrier such as Greymane Wall. Therefore, The Scourge Legion dispatched the largest number of troops, tens of thousands of them.

The troops who went to support spent five days and experienced many arduous battles, with little rest during this period. They finally managed to deliver a fatal blow to the undead besieging Greymane Wall from behind. Together with the epic giants, The Gilnean garrison on the wall eliminated the first group of undead that attacked the city, eliminating the danger of the Kingdom of Gilneas breaking the "wall".

Just as Lord Darius Crowley entered Gilneas on a gryphon, trying to persuade the stubborn King Zeon to jointly attack the Scourge, the supporting troops also built a line of defense outside Greymane Wall.

But then they discovered that the real difficulty was yet to come.

Human civilians from unknown sources began to appear outside the defense line one after another.

Before the destruction of Dalaran, the coalition forces evacuated all civilians in Hillsbrad Foothills, allowing them to flee east to the relatively safe Arathi Highlands, and sent troops to garrison Thoradin's Wall to resist possible pursuit by the Scourge. The team provides shelter.

However, there were too many refugees, the queue was too long, and a heavy snowfall greatly reduced the road's traffic capacity. Half a month was simply not enough to complete the journey. Many civilians were stranded in the dangerous hope of hope. Elsblad Hills.

When the support troops asked, they found out that these refugees were the refugees who had not been evacuated successfully. They were driven here by the undead. Behind them were a second group of tens of thousands of natural disaster siege troops, waiting for them. Attack their defense line.

The support troops who did not know their details were afraid that the refugees would disrupt the war, so they quickly accepted these refugees and sent them to a safe rear. They then communicated with the Gilnean defenders behind them and prepared for the upcoming attack.

When they discovered that almost all of these refugees were infected with the natural disaster plague, it was already too late.

The Scourge Legion used the same method as when they attacked Eagle's Nest Mountain, sending psychics to lurk in the refugee ranks. The direct outbreak of the natural disaster plague instantly transformed thousands of refugees into terrifying undead, causing great damage to the interior of the defense line. confusion.

The natural disaster troops who were waiting for work followed closely and launched an attack.

Hearing this, the impatient Wildhammer Lord Sarlacc Eagleaxe was the first to ask: "Where are the Gilneans? Didn't they support you? Could it be that they watched you fight for life and death in order to save their kingdom, and they just sat back and did nothing?"

The injured mage took off his robe, revealing the scars all over his body, and allowed the priest who came to rescue him to bandage and treat him. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "They refused to open the door to help us because they were worried about the spread of the plague into the country."

"what"

"Damn that bastard Genn Greymane"

Dathrohan, the acting captain of the Silver Hand, couldn't help but cursed. He didn't look like a paladin who strictly abided by the rules. They originally thought that the Kingdom of Gilneas would open the door and let the coalition's support troops enter the Greymane Wall to cooperate. Defense, now it seems that all of them have underestimated the lower limit of "allies".

Even the leaders of the blood elves frowned when they heard the news.

The actions of the Kingdom of Gilneas are even more egregious than watching fire from the other side. Perhaps calling it excessive is not enough anymore. This is simply burning a bridge across the river.The coalition forces helped them guard the country. When the coalition forces encountered a crisis, they chose not to save them.

"Let him continue." Tirion waved his hand to stop everyone's discussion and motioned for the injured mage to continue talking.

The mage nodded and said: "Seeing that the defense line was about to be broken, at the critical moment, thousands of creatures we had never heard of or seen appeared on the side of the undead army. They had wolf-like heads, covered with hair, and sharp teeth and claws. , but can walk upright like a human, and can also run on all fours like a giant wolf, moving extremely fast and wildly.

"They raided the flanks of the Scourge troops, giving us a chance to regain our strength, and finally repelled the undead at great cost. We thought the werewolves were on our side, but as soon as the undead retreated, they began to attack us"

There was a look of longing in the eyes of the injured mage, "The battle with the undead lasted for five days. The troops were exhausted and had already reached the end of their strength. Apart from sending some supplies, the Gilneans didn't care about anything. This was simply not possible. If we can't solve the problem, we are constantly being harassed by those werewolves, and we can't even take a good rest. If this continues, when the undead launch their third attack, the only thing waiting for us is destruction."

After listening to the injured mage's story, Dathrohan asked someone to take him down to recuperate, while he discussed with the many leaders present.

Dathrohan said worriedly: "We must support Darius immediately."

"Support" Sarlacc Eagle Ax roared, "How can we support the Eagle's Nest Mountain? The straight-line distance from Gilneas is more than a thousand kilometers, not to mention the bumpy and tortuous roads along the way. By the time you get there, the support troops will be dead. The top priority is to get the ungrateful King of Gilneas to open the gate quickly and welcome the support troops in to rest. If he is unwilling to open the door, we will use force. There is no need to reason with such an ungrateful bastard."

Angmar suddenly felt a little funny, and kept smacking the meaning of the word "wolf heart and dog lungs". Dog lungs may not be applicable, but using wolf heart to evaluate Genn Greymane is really appropriate.

After all, this king in later generations, after realizing the mistakes he had made, became the well-deserved "heart of the wolf pack" for the Gilneans who were infected by the werewolf curse and transformed into werewolves.

Several other very angry Wildhammer lords also made suggestions: "Our gryphons can reach Gilneas within a day. Hundreds of elite gryphon knights can definitely catch the Gilneans off guard and control Greimai." "Wall of Grace"

These hot-tempered Wildhammer dwarves want to use force to "convince" the Gilneans and "help" them open the gate and keep the coalition's support troops.

It must be said that sometimes the most direct way is the best way.

However, this kind of suggestion is unlikely to be adopted by the paladins of the Silver Hand.Thousands of miles away, with only a few words from the mage, they could not really understand the truth. Even if the problem was serious enough to have to resort to force, they would not be able to do so until they sent people to Gilneas to lobby. Last resort.

Just when everyone was getting anxious, Tirion looked at Angmar and the blood elf mages and asked: "Can you open the portal to Gilneas?"

Angmar nodded and said: "Not only that, we can also open a large portal and allow all troops to airborne and appear in the precarious defense line of the supporting troops."

Dathrohan looked surprised, and immediately realized the problem, and said repeatedly: "This is great, but without the energy source, how can you maintain the large portal?"

Although the Paladin is a complete layman to the arcane ways, Dathrohan still learned from the experience of being transported directly from Silvermoon City to the Hinterlands by the blood elves using the energy of the Sunwell three days ago. Learn some basic common sense about setting up large-scale portals.

The most important thing is to maintain a stable energy source for the portal.

"It is true that we cannot open a large portal without an energy source, but it is not difficult to transfer to Quel'Thalas and spend a little more time. It may take a day, and the troops can take advantage of this opportunity. Take a rest and face the next battle with sufficient energy. No matter what, this is much better than marching a thousand kilometers in a hurry." Angmar said.

Idonis and other magisters quickly understood what Angmar meant, discussed it with each other, and then gave him a signal that "this matter is feasible".

Angmar immediately began to explain.

The blood elves' hundreds of mages have limited mana and cannot support large forces directly to Gilneas, but they can gradually transfer large forces to Quel'Thalas, which is very close to the Hinterlands, within a day.

When we arrived at the territory of the blood elves, the complete magic extraction facilities and the endless magical energy from the Sunwell were the most stable energy supply for the large portal.It is enough for these thousands of soldiers to appear in any corner of the northern continent.

Arcane magic changes the world, this sentence is not just an empty talk.For this era, whoever masters the ability to transport a large number of troops to the battlefield instantly will have the upper hand in the war.

This is the strength of an arcane kingdom that has been passed down for 7000 years. Today's blood elves do not have a large population and a small number of troops, but they can use a wide variety of effective methods to assist allies in launching a unique war. war.

Everyone was overjoyed and immediately began to summon officers to arrange the order of the troops.

The blood elf magisters also sent people back to Silvermoon City, preparing to work together to open the portal from the other end and arrange a resting place to welcome the exhausted coalition soldiers.

In the middle of the moon, Lor'themar found Angmar, looked at him with strange eyes for a long time, and then said: "It seems that His Highness the Prince is very fond of you. It is indeed for a reason, young man."

This was Angmar's first time talking to the one-eyed ranger alone. Under the moonlight, Lor'themar's one eye shone with a different kind of brilliance.

But Angmar feels good to be appreciated by this high-ranking military official. At least this means that before Kael'thas returns, some of his future suggestions on blood elf decision-making will already have a certain level of influence in the minds of the military. Portion size.

He said: "General, under the evil threat that is approaching every step of the way, the barriers between the northern ethnic groups have been eliminated, and everything has become simpler. We have common interests, and people will fight together to defend their homeland. , fighting hard regardless of past grudges, this is the best opportunity for the blood elves to show their abilities. For this war, we must not only play a leading role, but also develop potential allies and lay a solid foundation for future alliances."

Lor'themar looked at the busy temporary camp of the coalition forces in the open space below the Eagle's Nest Fortress. Groups of soldiers were lining up to enter the blood elf mage's portal.He chuckled lightly and said: "I don't understand politics and diplomacy. You should talk to His Highness the Prince about these things. All I care about is how to win this war and welcome back our prince."

A smile broke out on Angmar's face, and he said secretly: No, Lord Lor'themar, although you are not good at politics and diplomacy, you will do it better than anyone else, better than any politician.

More like a politician.

The one who does his best for the benefit of his people.

"Do you have any suggestions for next?" Lor'themar asked.

"Leave some of the most elite rangers to help the Wildhammer dwarves thoroughly investigate the forest trolls being bewitched by the Burning Legion, eliminate future threats, and establish outposts to monitor their every move. The forest trolls are a serious problem for the Wildhammer dwarves. This That’s the best thing we can do for our allies.”

Lor'themar nodded without thinking and murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that these dwarves are so easy to get along with. The tribe has always regarded them as synonymous with barbarism. Just like those humans, they are also not a civilized race. .”

Angmar looked at the dense forest in the distance. The fire had stopped, but the billowing black smoke caused by the embers and wet branches and leaves was extremely eye-catching under the moonlight. "Times have changed, General. In the face of the disaster of annihilation, the blood elves and the former Creatures that you regard as lower races are no different. Maybe you should look at the world in a different way."

Lor'themar sighed after hearing this, and his eyes became far-reaching, "You are right. Not only me, but also the people of the tribe should change."

A slender figure suddenly appeared within the scope of the torch, her footsteps as light and soft as a ranger wearing animal skin soft-soled boots.

It's Liadrin. She didn't wear the blood knight's battle armor, but put on a pair of close-fitting and decent clothes. Her uneven lines were undoubtedly revealed. She changed from the "bloody rose" that was sighing on the battlefield to an eye-catching one. of great beauty.

"I have something to tell you, Lor'themar," Liadrin said, turning her eyes slightly to look at Angmar, and couldn't help but blush. She seemed to feel that in this quiet night, in front of bystanders and a person of the opposite sex, It seemed that such ambiguous information was too explicit, so he added: "It's about military deployment."

As soon as she appeared, Angmar noticed that Lor'themar Theron's expression became stiff beside him. He seemed a little nervous and forgot to answer.

Angmar suppressed his smile, decided to help Lor'themar, and said seriously: "Say hello to you, Ms. Liadrin. General Lor'themar was praising me just now. The blood knights under your command are fighting Her strength is unparalleled. Liadrin's heroic appearance is as impressive as the never-ending sun in Eversong Forest. I am deeply impressed. These are the exact words of the ranger general."

Although Lor'themar and Liadrin have been friends for many years and have developed a different kind of "revolutionary friendship" not long ago, hearing some words from others, even if they know they are made up out of thin air, has a completely different feeling. .

Liadrin blushed again.

"When did I say that?" Lor'themar looked at Angmar who was bowing and leaving. He frowned and noticed that Liadrin was looking at him expressionlessly. He quickly changed his words and said, "Yes, of course, I am. What are you talking about, Liadrin?"

After that, he walked towards Liadrin, and the two of them walked down the zigzag path under the Eagle's Nest Fortress, away from the hustle and bustle, and followed the perimeter of the temporary coalition camp, like young lovers who had been away for many days. Take a leisurely stroll