Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In fact, Sylvanas and Campos were right. They quickly received the ranger scouts from the south and the news from the Tacquelin and Windrunner lines. The trolls attacked from all sides and went north to reach the corona. The village faces the lake across the lake, and crosses the road to the west, and directly engages in the fire with the Windrunner Ranger.

"Master Ubrik, you know the current situation, what should we do next?"

"General Li Leisa, don't worry, when we just arrived in Corona Village, Lord Sylvanas and I have already sent messengers, and the king will send people soon."

The general ranger with trembling arms shook his head: "Forget it, Master Ubrik, what we need now is self-help. We have to wait for the king to send people, for fear that the entire battle will be corrupted beyond cure."

Thinking of the procrastination of the nobles in the past, and Silvermoon City, which is now undergoing festival celebrations, Ubrik had to admit that Li Leisa was right.

"Master, next I will order the Windrunner family to carry out emergency mobilization and establish an arc line of defense to try to rescue those villages and civilians that have been attacked. I hope you can rush back to Silvermoon City and report to the king what we have received. intelligence."

"No problem, leave it to me, I'll start now."

Silvermoon City, the Tower of Sunfury, Anasteria and the members of the Council of Nobles are meeting to discuss the situation of this troll invasion. On the desktop are the testimonies of the messenger and the reports passed back by Sylvanas. .

"I believe you all got the news of the troll invasion from your own channels. Let me tell you what you think."

These noble congressmen, look at me and I look at you. They all fell silent.

"What? Don't tell me you guys haven't heard of the attack on the territory..."

"Um, Your Majesty, the information I got is that those trolls only sent a small group of troops and did not attack on a large scale?" An aristocratic congressman said cautiously.

"The Farstrider Fortress was destroyed and the entire ranger army suffered heavy losses. You told me that the trolls are only a small group of troops?" Anasteria frowned. "And the testimony of this messenger is covered by Lord Sylvanas Ranger. The information scrolls with the private seal of the Ubrik Magister all show that the trolls are a massive invasion."

"Your Majesty, these are the one-sided words of the rangers. I don't think they are credible," said the member of the Dawn Light family. "Unless other intelligence proves it, I never think that trolls will do so in such a short time. Invasion. And doesn’t it mean that Senator Darkan just returned from the front line, we can call him to inquire."

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Anasteria nodded slightly: "Very well? Salorian, go and inform Dalkhan so that he can see him quickly."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Soon Lord Desom, the servant of the wind and dust, walked into the hall under the leadership of the guards.

"Good day? Sun King, good day, honorable councilors."

The parliamentarians bowed their heads to greet each other, and Anasteria directly interrupted the interaction between them: "Congressman Dalkhan Delasiel, what is the situation on the front line?"

"Your Majesty? According to my understanding, all these are self-directed and self-acted by the Farstrider Rangers." Dalkhan's shocking words made everyone stunned.

"Directing and acting?"

"Yes, Your Majesty? The Farstrider Territory and the Farstrider Troops were previously built by Aristophanes Windrunner? Ever since you drove away the traitors of that kingdom, the Farstrider Rangers have held a grudge against the Territory. I don’t care about defense, a broken city wall hasn’t been repaired for several years!"

"What?" Anasteria was also stunned.

"Yes, your Majesty? If you don't believe me, you can wait for the Ubrik Magister to ask him when he comes back?" Dalkhan looked distressed, "And Li Leisa and Sylvanas, the leaders of the two Farstriders Don’t care about the life and death of the Farstrider Territory? Your Majesty, haven’t you noticed that the taxes in the Farstrider Territory are getting less and less?"

"Belovar Qing?"

The Grand Magister glanced at Dalkhan: "Yes, Your Majesty? According to the statistical report handed over by the tax officer, the tax revenue of the Farstrider Territory has been declining year after year after the last troll invasion? The same is true for the Windrunner Territory? The income of Desom, Taquilin and other places keeps rising."

"Your Majesty? In addition, Sylvanas and Li Leisa are even more disrespectful. They don't care about Quel'Thalas' traditions and openly threaten me, a mage lord who guards the frontiers of the empire!"

Hearing these words, the other nobles could no longer sit still, and the noble congressman who belonged to the Dawn Blade family immediately stood up: "Your Majesty, Quel'Thalas established the country with arcane magic, and such a bold ranger army must be judged!"

Dalkhan glanced at the congressman slightly, and the two of them looked away at the touch of a touch.

Anasteria thought for a while, then turned to Salorian and said: "You go to Tacquelin and Corona Village and order them to collect information on the troll attack; then quickly contact the Ubrik Magister and let him Come back quickly to accept the parliamentary question!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

That night, Dalkhan was strolling on the King’s Avenue, looking up at the fireworks that kept blooming in the sky, but in his mind he recalled the meeting with the noble councilors such as Dawn Blade:

"Congressman Darkan, are you sure this invasion is just a small matter?"

"Yes, Kloche Dawnlight, I am very sure," Dalkhan, who was sitting at the table drinking tea, put down his teacup and passed a few parchment papers on the table.

"what is this?"

"Oh, these are the harvest festival gifts I gave to you. I just hope that your Majesty can mention my name a little when he calls you to discuss tomorrow."

Looking at the Thorium Ore Ingots, Adamantite Ore Ingots, and various rare gems on it, the councillors tacitly put away a piece of paper: "We will mention it, Representative Darkan, but will the king summon you? It’s not under our control."

"Of course, whether it can be done or not, I will again offer a small fortune to witness our friendship."

These congressmen picked up their wine glasses and touched them lightly: "Friendship!"

On the other hand, the Zul'aman troll was hit by the heads of the Farstriders and Windrunners, quickly wrapped around the elven civilians and property, and returned to the jungle east of the road and south of the Farstrider Fortress~www.ltnovel.com~ Tower In Quilin Town, the mayor who received the king’s inquiry truthfully reported the retreat of the trolls and said that the entire town had not suffered any loss. The head of Sunmian Village reported that the trolls did attack the village, but were retreated. The Farstrider Ranger repelled easily.

"Priest, have all our troops withdrawn?"

"Yes, Warlord Zul'jin, they returned to the fortress with a large amount of food, weapons and those long ears under your order."

"Very good, what about the troops on the east side of Lake Elendal?"

"They have been stationed diagonally across the Allendall River as per your order, and can monitor and raid the Long Ear Village across the lake at any time."

"I see, this operation can be said to be a complete success. If Vargas can successfully return from his studies in Zandalar, it will be even more perfect!"

The priest with the eagle feather headdress looked at Zul'jin and stopped talking.

"What's the matter, my dear Egilsson?"

"It took us so much power to break through this fortress. Isn't it a pity to just give up?"

Zul'jin shook his head: "No, Ekielson, it is not time to completely regain the lost ground. We must create a surprise attack to destroy the fortress, and then continue to accumulate strength."

"What if these long ears rebuild this fortress again?"

Zulkin shook his head: "Don't you find any difference between this fortress and before?"

"You mean..."

"They changed their leaders and their defensive focus," Zulkin sneered. "It's like God is helping us. Don't worry, Ekirsson, they will not rebuild this fortress anymore. Throw into the road to the west to defend our soldiers, this jungle will be ours from now on!"