Rise of the blood elves

593 [Azshara’s indifference]

On the trade road dozens of kilometers west of Yuegang Town, the remnants of the Imperial Guard that had just been evacuated from the town were slowly moving westward.Behind them, the towering flames of Yuegang Town illuminated half of the night sky.

These soldiers were covered in blood, almost all of them were injured, and they supported each other and moved forward.

The lightly wounded were riding on the few remaining night sabers, their heads were drooping, and they were extremely tired. Occasionally, some people fell off their mounts due to falling asleep, and got up with the help of their companions... The seriously injured were carried by those who were still able to walk. Soldiers carried on stretchers.

In order to kill the effective force of the night elves, the demons sent flying troops and tried their best to destroy all the villages and business inns along the trade routes. The limited transmission network nodes were paralyzed and everything was reduced to ruins.

This remnant army faced a serious shortage of supplies and lack of medicine.

Many people were wrapped in reused bandages, and wounds caused by weapons smeared with fel ointment had not been treated effectively and had long since become suppurative and infected, and people often died as a result.The limited Moon Priestesses are helpless to do anything about this. Even if they have complete medical conditions, it is difficult for them to completely heal the evil wounds.

This elite force has already reached the end of its strength.

For a whole day and night, under the leadership of the Queen, they guarded the key points of the trade route, blocking the demons and buying time for the refugee team in front to evacuate.

As the local second-line standing troops on both sides of the horns continued to retreat, their fronts also retreated. They were driven back dozens of kilometers by the devil in one day, and finally successfully established a defense line in Yuegang Town.

At this point, the surrounding friendly forces were dead and wounded, and only their most elite capital guard led by the Queen was left with the strength to fight.But the number has also shrunk from the peak of [-] Imperial Guards, [-] security forces, and more than [-] temporary recruits to less than [-]...

After another night of fighting, only about 2000 soldiers were left who had successfully escaped from the palace, and most of them were wounded.Not only that, the Queen's court mages also suffered heavy casualties. Due to the focus of the demon casters, there were few survivors.

With such heavy casualties, they could still maintain order. There were cavalry at the front of the team to clear the way, and cavalry at the rear to press their feet. They also sprinkled many scouts around to guard against the devil's surprise troops. It was already a miracle in itself.

Not only because they are the elite among the elite, but the one who plays a decisive role among them is undoubtedly the worthy queen of the Kaldorei Empire, Azshara, the Light of Light.If it weren't for the Queen's arduous battle, regardless of personal safety, they might have been overwhelmed by a wave of demons ten times their own as early as yesterday.

As long as they have seen the heroic appearance of the Light of Light on the battlefield, no matter how cowardly the recruits are, endless courage will burst out from the bottom of their hearts. They will take up arms and unite with her to jointly resist the invaders who are poisoning the Kaldorei homeland.

According to reports, the refugee team ahead has arrived at the Owl Beast Fort, 150 kilometers away.

Moonkin Castle was named after the wildkin that had been living here thousands of years ago. However, with the development of the Kaldorei Empire, the wildkin had long since fled further into the deep mountains and old forests.

What now stands there is a medium-sized castle. The owner there was rewarded for his outstanding military exploits in the early stages of the expansion war against the trolls more than ten years ago, and was able to join the upper elf of the Kaldorei Empire. The aristocratic class owns this fiefdom, which is close to the trade route and has a strategic location.

Although he is a new aristocrat, he does not have as long a history as the Ravencrest family of Black Crow Castle. Therefore, he is often despised by the upper elves in the capital area. However, the owner of Owl Beast Castle is a long-time veteran. An outstanding commander and warrior in battle.

After the fall of the capital, the owner of Owl Beast Castle mobilized all forces near the territory and joined forces with imperial officials from surrounding villages and towns to jointly form an armed force of about [-] people.He also patrolled the nearby commercial road section and led people to resist many sabotage actions by demons against the supply points along the route. He also ensured the smooth flow of this life passage for the refugee team and defeated soldiers who had withdrawn from the capital.

Now, the upper elf city of Ere'Thalas and the elite troops on the southwestern border have also arrived there through the teleportation network. They have joined forces with the Moonkin Castle to set up a second line of defense based on the nearby hills.

The two princes Farodis and Tortheldrin were sitting there.In addition to the considerable troops with a total of nearly ten thousand, the most reliable ones are undoubtedly the upper elf mages who are no less than Ere'Thalas of Suramar City, as well as those from Narthalas Academy run by Prince Faroldis. Great scholars.

Once you get there, you can be rescued.The only good thing is that before evacuating Moon Harbor Town, the Light of Light single-handedly destroyed all the demon pursuers, giving them a precious chance to breathe.

While walking, a messenger with a bandage on his arm came over on a night saber, saying that the whole army would rest for an hour before continuing on the road.Only then did the officers notice that the team had arrived at another village and town along the way. They ordered their men to enter the ruins of the village and town to rest on the spot, look for useful supplies, and sent people to guard the surrounding areas...

The soldiers walked silently into the ruins.Soon, the sound of snoring became a continuous one, and most people fell asleep as soon as they leaned against the ruins of the wall.

But at this moment, a figure wearing a red robe, white skin, and short blond hair came from behind.Even the scouts on guard duty didn't know when he came or where he came from.

At such a tense moment, the sudden arrival of an uninvited guest caused quite a bit of panic.But people soon recognized the familiar face, and someone immediately reported it to the Queen. After a while, the court mage who was deeply trusted by the Light in the Light - oh, no, he had been promoted to the Queen during the night. The palace mage, Dath'Rema, trotted over and respectfully led the "uninvited guest" to the front of the ruins.

This uninvited guest was Angmar who had just arrived from the Demonic Nexus.

"How is the situation?" Walking in the ruins, looking at the defeated soldiers sleeping from exhaustion, Angmar's heart became heavier and heavier.

Dath'Rema sighed and reluctantly replied, "The entire capital area was captured. Hundreds of towns and villages were reduced to ruins. Fifty thousand soldiers were killed or injured. The number of civilian casualties...maybe ten times, maybe twenty times." Times. The demons came too quickly, and many people were killed by the flying demons before they had time to escape."

Angmar was silent.

Knowing that so many deaths have a causal relationship with me, even if I have to do this to ensure that history remains the same, after all, no matter what, this war was brought about by myself, it is inevitable that many thoughts will arise. .

It's not like he hasn't thought about using other methods to prepare the night elves for war in advance.

But how could all this escape Azshara's eyes?Not to mention that with her mind, she will definitely understand that such an unprecedented giant portal must require a huge source of magic power, and then come to the conclusion that it is hidden near the Well of Eternity, resulting in the portal being unable to open smoothly...

Taking a step back, if the night elves were really prepared, would they have taken advantage of the right time, place, and people on this battlefield, so that the demons were beaten back before they could even gain a foothold? As a result, people will not destroy the portal at the expense of the Well of Eternity, and the Earthquake will not occur. As a result, all history in later generations will lose the foundation for its survival?

This is an unanswerable multiple-choice question.

Guilt is inevitable, but he can also distinguish priorities.The ancient war must take place, and history must remain as it was.But the problem is... Azshara.

This is also an unsolvable multiple-choice question, even more unsolvable than the previous one.

He could not reveal any information about this war to Azshara, no matter how much he told her about the foundation of this world, this universe, and how much he told her about the end of the world.Because there are too many known conditions, the portal can only use the Well of Eternity as the source of magic power. Not to mention Azshara's extraordinary wisdom, as long as a mage with a little dabbling in the space field and arcane magic can do it. Think of where the portal is.

He also knew that if his and Azshara's roles were reversed, Azshara was the one who did all this, he and Quel'Thalas were the victims, and it was Quel'Thalas' golden forest that was destroyed. It is the sunwell that will collapse... So no matter how much I agree with the statement about the end, I will never sit back and watch this happen.

The break between the two is bound to come, it is inevitable, and there is no way to avoid it.If I am wrong, I can only say that Angmar himself had an affair in this matter, and he knew it.

"Is Azshara okay?" Angmar asked again.

"Prophet, you still..." Dath'Rema hesitated for a while. As a close minister of the Queen, he had long been aware of the strange atmosphere between the two, so he couldn't say anything more. "See for yourself."

The two walked through the ruins for a long time, and finally arrived in front of a less severely damaged building.It seems that this place should once have been a hotel. Although the wooden part of the upper floor has long been burned down, the first floor has survived because it is made of white stone.

The collapsed doorway was filled with wooden beams that were erected on the ruins of the wall. Most of them were burned into charcoal and turned black.In the gap, there was a contrasting bright white color. Thinking that it might be Azshara's white dress, Angmar couldn't help but feel dry in her mouth.

"The Queen is inside, please wait a moment, Prophet." Dath'Rema saluted, and then entered the ruins of the hotel.

There was a lot of people inside, and there seemed to be many generals and ministers discussing the next decision.

"Now the southeastern defense line has been stabilized... It's incredible! Those giant dragons actually participated in the battle! Tens of thousands of demons all died in one battle..."

"Coupled with Her Majesty the Queen's victory, the main force of the demons suffered heavy casualties. I'm afraid it will take them a long time to recover and it will be difficult for them to pose a threat to us again."

"This is our opportunity! We should immediately gather the remaining troops and launch a counterattack on the capital. Maybe we can recover Zin Aissalin in a week and drive all these invaders back to their hometown!"

"Are you crazy? According to previous intelligence, that portal can spit out an entire regular legion of troops every day! The best move now is to use this hard-won breathing opportunity to stabilize the position as soon as possible and move along the capital area Set up a second line of defense on the outside, and then plan a counterattack when the empire's war machine is fully operational and the regular army on the border arrives!"

"By the way, can we send someone to contact those giant dragons? The commander of the southeastern front said that he has never seen such a powerful army. The four-legged dragon people and the upright walking dragon beasts all have very strong The terrifying strength also shows an intelligence that cannot be underestimated. I think...since these beasts also have the will to fight against demons, why don't we join forces with them?"

"Ha...you said they have intelligence, I don't deny it, but beasts are just beasts after all."

"Don't be preconceived! Don't forget, the spellcasting ability of those blue dragons is beyond the reach of even the most outstanding mages of our clan. Many evidences show that they are absolutely extremely intelligent..."

Hearing this conversation, Angmar shook his head secretly.

The night elves of this era are still too proud and arrogant in the final analysis. From the beginning to the end, they believe that the five-colored dragons are just particularly powerful beasts.But they also have the right to be proud. After all, no race has ever had the glory of the ancient Kaldorei.

This situation actually stems from the fact that the two parties have never had any dealings with each other before.On the other hand, why don't the five-color dragon clan never take mortals like them seriously?It was not until after the War of the Ancients that the two sides gradually understood each other. The night elves no longer regarded them as beasts, and the five-color dragons no longer despised mortals...

The reason why Angmar came here was to convey the five-color dragon clan's joint wishes as a "messenger".Let both parties form a unit and jointly deal with the demonic threat.

In fact, he could have given this job to someone else, but he wanted to meet Azshara more, so he took it all by himself.

It may be that Dath'Remar reported the news of Angmar's visit to Azshara. The conversation stopped immediately, the meeting was temporarily suspended, and the sound of dense footsteps was heard in the ruins of the inn.The generals and ministers filed out, and when they saw Angmar waiting outside, they all nodded and saluted, or called "Prophet", showing appropriate respect.

After all, the prophet's name was unknown to everyone in the Kaldorei Empire.Especially for these powerful people.

Dath'Rema walked out at the end, holding out a hand towards the room with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Angmar took a deep breath and walked into the ruins of the hotel.

In the center of the hall is a high table with one leg missing. Parchment maps, magic communication devices, royal seals, military orders and many miscellaneous things are scattered on it.And the figure in the white dress was standing behind the table with her back to the door.

Even after a series of battles, Azshara's white dress was still spotless, every strand of hair was meticulously combed behind her back, and she wore a jeweled hair accessory on her head.The well-cut clothes highlighted her perfect figure. She was already very tall, even half a head taller than Angmar.Standing in the messy hotel lobby, there is a vague sense of majesty that cannot be desecrated, which makes people feel uneasy.

"What are you doing here?" She didn't look back, her tone was extremely indifferent, without any emotion.

Angmar organized his language and said softly, "The five-color dragon clan has already come out in force. After solving the threat from Ulduar, they will work with the night elves to resist the invasion of the Burning Legion. The Wild Demigod will also come soon. Mobilize the tauren and other races to participate in this war together..."

Azshara nodded slowly, "I understand. Please convey my gratitude to the Five-Colored Dragon Clan for me. They saved tens of thousands of soldiers not long ago."

Angmar sighed deeply and couldn't help but take a step forward, "Sarah..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Azshara.

"I understand the Prophet's difficulties. In order to ensure that history remains the same, my empire, and everything I hold dear, must be destroyed. Lord Prophet, I am not a child. I know the horror of the end, and I admire it. Everything you have paid for this. But as far as personal feelings are concerned, I cannot forgive you, Angmar. So if there is nothing else, please leave. I have received the details of the alliance, including intelligence. To share and deploy policies, I will send envoys to Longmian Temple for detailed discussions."

Azshara was still carrying her back, and her tone was as indifferent as ever, making it impossible to hear any fluctuations.It was as if the person standing in the hotel at this time was just the light of light who looked down upon Azeroth with his peerless elegance, and nothing else.

Staring at Azshara's back, Angmar was silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed deeply, said nothing, turned around and walked out of the ruins of the hotel.

As soon as he left, when the unique fluctuations of teleportation magic came from outside the house, Azshara seemed to have lost all her strength, her figure suddenly slumped down, and she was no longer as cold and aloof as before.She stared down at the golden ring on her right middle finger, and sighed after a long time.

Not long after, footsteps suddenly came from the doorway. She hurriedly stood up, put away the ring, resumed her previous posture, and looked at the door leisurely.

Dath'Rema, who returned, saluted and said, "Your Majesty the Queen, there is... a strange person visiting. He claims to be... Noz, the Guardian of Time..."

"Nozdormu?" Azshara frowned slightly. She had heard this name in the countless stories Angmar had told.A name unique to the guardian dragon.