Rise of the blood elves

Angmar stood on the dilapidated tower in the west of the city, looking into the distance thoughtfully.

The clouds blocked the moonlight, and the field of vision was pitch black. Even with his elf eyesight, he could only see the outline of the scenery.

To the west of the city is an open wasteland, with occasional dilapidated farm buildings standing in it. Pumpkins, corn and other food crops were once grown on this wasteland, but now it has been abandoned due to the war.It is covered with ankle-high weeds. Only this kind of tenacious plant can grow on the land corrupted by the plague.

In the darkness, the Silver Pine Forest looks like a terrifying beast with its mouth wide open, ready to devour travelers who are in a hurry.Occasionally, scattered mindless undead would come out of the forest, and they would soon be killed in the middle of the road by patrolling militiamen with torches.

The cold wind howled and screamed as it passed by the ruins of the building. Angmar couldn't help but wrap her fur cloak tightly.

All Alliance forces were tightly restrained by the main force of the Scourge, and no one could care about the Silverpine Forest battlefield and the Gilnean refugees migrating eastward.The army of Lord Darius Crowley was alone and unable to support itself. The separated refugees had no choice but to save themselves, praying that they would not encounter the terrifying undead during the journey and that no bones would be left that had been chewed.

The three Quinsas brought news about the coalition forces. After the blood elves made Garithos' narrow-minded actions public, this man somewhat restrained himself and did not dare to abuse his power again and commit suicide to the blood elf vanguard. task.

Angmar understands that this negative impact alone is not enough to bring down Garithos.Even if he treats the blood elves like he did in his previous life, to humans, Garithos is still a great hero who is tasked with reorganizing the defeated army in times of crisis and turning the tide to save the war.His prestige and influence remain.

But the summit of all clans made a decision in advance to form a Supreme Military Council, and that was enough.Garithos' authority will be greatly weakened as a result, and he can only participate in the planning of the war as the human military commander, instead of being the one-man alliance general marshal in the previous life.

However, the coalition forces are mainly composed of human troops, and Garithos still has a large say. This situation will continue until reinforcements from various races rush to the battlefield of Dalaran.

You can't look at the problem from just one angle. Garithos' strategic mind and tactical literacy are both rare and powerful aids to the coalition forces.If he could just restrain himself and no longer treat the blood elves as he did in the official history, Angmar would naturally have no hope of doing so.

At present, we can only take one step at a time and see what we can do.

Angmar hopes that his actions during this period will win the goodwill of the outside world for the blood elves.The Church of Lordaeron, the Church of the Kingdom of Stormwind, the Knights of the Silver Hand, including Dalaran, which still has a close relationship with the blood elves, will not sit back and watch the blood elves suffer unfair treatment.

The natural disaster army is approaching, and any allies are valuable. If all races cooperate in an equal environment, they will never let Garithos continue to target the blood elves.

After asking the three of Quinsas to deploy warning spells outside the town, Angmar welcomed two guests.

The first guest was a liaison officer sent by the coalition forces.After talking to the leader of the volunteer militia, Linde, for two hours, he led his escort riders and rushed to Burning Wood Village to meet Lord Darius Crowley.

Before leaving, the liaison officer bitterly told Angmar and Linde that the alliance really could not spare any manpower.

He said that the Scourge had sent out an extremely fast-moving vanguard force that had caught up with the main Alliance force that was moving westward.The Alliance rearguard force has already engaged this natural disaster vanguard in the eastern region of the Alterac Mountains. The battle is completely one-sided. Without the help of the dwarf aircraft, the rearguard force would have been wiped out long ago.

As for the local security forces in Hillsbrad Hills, which have no combat experience, they must guard the passage bordering the Silver Pine Forest and enter the Silver Pine Forest to participate in the battle. Not only will they not be able to lift a single wave, but natural disasters are also likely to take advantage of the chaos. Entering the Hillsbrad Hills, threatening the coalition's rear.

In short, the Alliance cannot help the Gilnean refugees.

The second person was a confidant of the magister sent by Prince Kael'thas.

Due to the current situation, Prince Kael'thas pays more and more attention to the group of magisters. These magic masters with a transcendent social status have become more and more important and have become the prince's right-hand man.

The Magister told Angma that the current political environment in the country was not optimistic, and isolationism was on the rise.The Silver Moon Council loudly publicized Garithos' "death incident" against the blood elves and advocated the theory that humans cannot be trusted, which caused great repercussions at all levels of society.

Many people believe that it is unwise to join the coalition, and the military has begun to be skeptical.Even if Prince Kael'thas is the de facto last Sun King and the supreme leader of the blood elves, he has to follow the will of the people.

The military will no longer send additional troops to the Silverpine Forest because they believe this is meaningless, and will instead support the coalition's frontal battlefield in the Alterac Mountains.

After hearing this, Angmar could only sigh, one grain of mouse droppings ruined a pot of good porridge, no, it should be two, one is Garithos; the other is good-intentioned, but his stance is biased and his actions are mixed. The Silver Moon Council has resorted to all possible political means and is drifting further and further away from the path of villainy.

But he didn't blame those people for not seeing the situation clearly.Everyone has a different height of vision, and it is normal to make decisions that are in line with your greatest psychological expectations.Angmar just had the advantage of being a time traveler, so he had the height of vision to see the overall situation.

That's right, just "peeping" rather than "overviewing".He didn't dare to say that he was definitely right. Perhaps in the eyes of some transcendent beings, he was at best an ant standing taller.

Angmar personally wrote a letter and entrusted it to the Magister to bring back, explaining the importance of these 10,000+ Gilnean refugees and Lord Darius Crowley, stating that it was not out of morality or to develop potential allies. intention, we must try our best to help them.

Early the next morning, the Magister brought back a reply from Prince Kael'thas.

As Angmar read the reply, he suddenly had the illusion that his father did not care about his mother.

The Alliance has nothing to do with the Silver Pine Forest, and the clan cannot send follow-up reinforcements.The only ones he can use now are the Spellbreaker Squadron of more than 100 people and the three Quinsas.

Perhaps the six hundred nominally brave militiamen should also be added, but whether they would listen to him or not remains to be seen.

A series of recent events have proved one thing: Angmar is just a nobody. The heroes of this world don't need Angmar to teach them what to do. They know a lot more than him.

This is clearly demonstrated in the blood elves, who have extremely long lifespans.

Salorian played the role of Stromka perfectly; Liadrin also knew the importance of the Holy Pact of the Silver Hand and the way of the Paladin, and quickly began to practice; the holy tree Thath'ala also did not need Ange No matter what Maduo does, the group of magisters will take good care of him.

Everything he needs is a gentle push, and everything will go as it should.Prince Kael'thas has an overview of foreign affairs, and the magisters' think tanks provide advice. Specific military matters are decided by military leaders who are proficient in strategy, and everyone is better than Angmar.

Once the storm caused by the butterfly effect takes shape, it has nothing to do with butterflies.The complicated political environment in Quel'Thalas also made him realize that his path of assistance was far more difficult than he imagined.

Angmar was once again an outsider.

But he felt that he was freed from the invisible shackles and relaxed.Now everything is on the right track. The coalition forces are being formed, the pressure on the blood elves to regain their territory has weakened, and the diplomatic situation has achieved a breakthrough. There is no need for him to be busy, racking his brains to put the prophet first without revealing his identity as a time traveler. See warnings for others.

He can finally do what he wants to do, such as make up for his "mistakes".

After sending the magister away, Angmar took the opportunity to wash up and think about his next actions. No matter how busy he was, he would always wash up carefully, clean his teeth with trivial magic tricks, and then wash his face with water condensed by the water-making technique. First, put the robe through the water, and finally use magic to dry it, and welcome the new day refreshed.

Keeping the body clean is conducive to a clear mind. After all, matter determines consciousness.This unnecessary and meaningless behavior in Captain Lias's eyes was a daily necessity for Angmar, almost a ritual.

He already had a plan in mind.

The cold wind had somewhat dispersed the stench of carrion and the burnt smell of corpses in the air.Angmar took a tour and found that the corpses in the town had been roughly cleared away last night.The lawbreakers went to the defense line early in the morning and worked with the militia to repair the damaged defense line.

Captain Lias was very happy because he did not receive the expected withdrawal order.Only Angmar knew that this squadron of spellbreakers was specially left for him by Prince Kelas.

Angmar found the three Quinsas on the defense line. They were busy all night yesterday, setting up a large number of warning circles outside Amber Mill to warn the undead of the approach in advance. Now Angmar actually started to attack. It's still early, and I don't know if I've had enough rest.

"I changed the activation feature of the early warning spell to a sharp sound. As long as you hear the sound of a whistle in the distance, it means that at least five hundred undead are approaching. Do you understand?" Olosalia was putting Teach the volunteer militiamen on duty about the forewarning of the magic circle.

"Thank you, Miss Blood Elf. With these things, we can prepare for battle in advance. I will let people tell all the militia about this." Linde, the leader of the volunteer militia, said.

Angmar saw that large pieces of gravel were piled up again at the street entrance. Outside, militiamen were digging trenches and tamping the excavated soil onto the defense line for reinforcement.The Spellbreakers, who are the most elite troops in Quel'Thalas, are actually doing the same job as the militiamen: carrying loads and transporting earth.

They didn't have the tools at hand, so simple fortifications of this level were only used to deal with the mindless wandering undead, and would be of no use against regular natural disaster troops commanded by officers.

Seeing Angmar's arrival, Captain Lias took the lead in saluting: "Good day, my lord."

Orosalia, Quinsas, and Ellondan suddenly gathered around and actively asked for instructions on the next step: "Lord Angmar, what should we do next?"

"Your three men really helped us a lot. Last night they rescued more than 100 refugees and deployed a large number of early warning spells. I really don't know how to thank you." Captain Linde said first.

Angmar looked at the three Quinsas who already regarded themselves as idols, and still felt that this kind of worship was somewhat unfounded.He asked Linde: "Commander Linde, are there no wells in the town?"