Chapter 85: A Moment of Calm Before the Great War

Silvermoon City, in the city defense command hall, Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner and her lieutenant Lor'themar Theron, as well as more than ten senior commanders of the remaining Ranger troops, and the captain of the Silvermoon City Guard , and representatives of the garrison mage group held a pre-war preparation meeting here.

"Let's talk about it! What should we do now? The ranger scouts just reported that the undead army has bypassed Silvermoon City, and it seems that they are going to cross the sea from the bay of the Western Temple to Sunstrider Island! According to their current course of action , they must be planning to cross the strait directly from Sunstrider Island to attack the Sunwell Heights on Quel'Danas Island! From this point of view, the previous judgment of the council and the king is correct, and the target of the undead is indeed ours Sunwell!"

Cirvanas, who was sitting on the main seat, spoke first. After returning from Little Annie, she sent people to gather the officers and started the battle meeting.

In less than half a day, all the ranger scouts reported back was bad news! Qingfeng Village was destroyed, the Western Temple was razed to the ground, and no grass grew where the undead passed. On the originally beautiful land of Quel'Thalas, there appeared a shocking huge and pitch-black scar that cut across at an angle!

Now, the only good news she got is: the powerful demigod mage, Little Annie has promised her that she can provide some necessary help to the elves when defending the city, which makes General Ranger very interested in successfully defending Silver Moon The grasp of the city has increased by several points!

After all, in Silvermoon City, there are a large number of mage towers and protective circles connected in parallel, as well as the Sunwell's massive magical energy supply for unlimited use. Under the full protection and protection of the city defense and ranger troops, a The mage and demigod in the city can definitely display terrifying strength, right?

"I don't think there is any need to worry too much about this! The undead don't have enough ships to cross the sea! When the king and the council were stationed at the Sunwell Highlands, they had already taken a large number of military transport ships from Sunsail Port , and now they are all in the waters near the Isle of Quel'Danas!" A senior mage of the mage group stood up and began to express his opinion.

"If it's the port on the side of Darth Vesser's Tower, I might still be a little worried. After all, there are a lot of civilian ships there! But now that the undead are in the Western Temple, I'm afraid that all the ships they can find will be added. It’s not enough for ten ships, right? With this few ships to transport troops, when will they transport them? Maybe, we can wait until this time next year before preparing for battle?” Smiled, and after speaking, the high-ranking mage nodded After paying tribute to everyone, he arrogantly sat back in his own seat.

Cirvanas didn't care about the attitude of these mages, these mages have always been like this, she is not in the mood to accuse him of arrogance now, the meeting is more important now! Moreover, she didn't agree with this idiot's idea just now. The undead are definitely not as easy to deal with as he imagined. Just their number and the addition of soldiers anytime and anywhere are enough to push everything down! She must be vigilant at all times, otherwise, the high elves are likely to be lost forever!

"Anyone else have any comments? Say something quickly!"

Cirvanas was not as optimistic as that arrogant mage, on the contrary, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong! That human prince, the current death knight, couldn't have thought of this situation, so why did he run to the bay over the western temple? What is he trying to do?

"General, since the undead don't plan to attack Silvermoon City now, shall we send some troops to reinforce the Sunwell Highland?" At this time, a captain of the ranger troop stood up and expressed his opinion.

"Absolutely not! Here in Silvermoon City, counting the newly recruited militiamen, there are less than 3,000 people in total! Besides the original Sunwell guards, there are nearly half of the ranger troops on Quel'Danas Island.

Most of the high-level mages, almost all members of the council, and most of the royal guards, even His Majesty the King is still there! Their guard strength is more than ten times that of ours! What's the use of us as reinforcements? "

Without even thinking about it, Cirvanas dismissed the proposal of the ranger captain! Are you kidding me, the guard strength of Silvermoon City is already very weak now! What she wants to defend is Silvermoon City with a population of 200,000. She thinks this force is too small. How can she divide the army?

Besides, it is still unclear whether the real purpose of the undead is the Sunwell, all of this is just their guess! What if the undead come back to attack Silvermoon City after arriving at Sunstrider Island? Can the narrow shoal hold back the undead?

If it weren't for the fact that the undead can't see how to cross the sea, she, Cirvanas, almost wanted to send someone to blow up the cross-sea bridge outside the northwest gate of Silvermoon City in advance. The undead used it to turn around and attack Silvermoon City!

"I also don't agree to divide up troops to support! The magic defense of the Sunwell Highland is impenetrable! We just need to wait for the news of His Majesty's triumphant return in Silvermoon City!"

The high-ranking mage who just spoke stood up again and added. In his opinion, there is no need for reinforcements at all, the army and magic defenses on Quel'Danas Island are enough to completely eliminate the undead! How many people can their undead transport at one time? Maybe the twenty or so warships of the navy can beat them into the sea to feed the fish! He even wondered curiously, whether those murlocs who were never picky eaters would eat skeletons and zombies?

"General, I think it's best for you to send someone to notify the residents and guards on Sunstrider Island now. Although you don't know when the undead will start crossing the sea, it's best to let them take precautions in advance!" Senior Priest Li who had been silent all this time Adeline stood up and made her first comment.

"Alright! Lor'themar, I'll leave this matter to you for a while! Afterwards, you set off to stay on Sunstrider Isle. If you can't keep it, everyone will be withdrawn to Silvermoon City!"

Sylvanas turned around and assigned a task to Lor'themar beside him. He is now the Ranger Lord and no longer her adjutant. Let him do this kind of independent work, whether to withdraw or defend, Presumably he should know it in his heart!

Sylvanas had just assigned a mission, and before Lor'themar had time to respond, a travel-stained ranger scout, led by two guards, rushed directly into the meeting room.

"General! Something is wrong! It's the magic sword! The death knight used that magic sword to cut a bridge of ice directly to Sunstrider Island over the sea. The undead passed through the ice and rushed towards Sunstrider Island went!"

This female ranger scout was covered in scars from being landslide by branches and thorns, and even had two bloody wounds on her fair and pretty face, but now, she couldn't care about these anymore.

"Also! The captain asked me to tell you a piece of news: there is an elf in the ranks of the undead! A living elf! There is a traitor among us!"

"what?!"

Cirvanas stood up in shock! Sure enough, she knew it would be like this! She knew that the death knight leading the undead army to the western temple must have a conspiracy! She knew that there must be something wrong with the elf gate being breached so easily!

Now it really is! Everything is proven! traitor! And the Ice Bridge! He actually still has the ability to build a bridge across the strait directly on the sea? Is this still the power that mortals should have?

"How many residents are there on Sunstrider Island? How many guards are there?" Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Cirvanas hurriedly asked Lor'themar who hadn't had time to go out.

"This..., if I remember correctly, the total number of residents of Fatherin College and the small village over the Tower of the Sun is about 10,000, and the defenders may have less than 50 people..."

Speaking of this, Lor'themar's face began to turn pale. He knew that most of the clansmen on Sunstrider Island were doomed! According to the tireless marching speed of the undead, and counting the time for the scouts to report back, maybe, the undead may have already invaded Sunstrider Island by now!

"Lor'themar! Now immediately lead a thousand rangers to reinforce and garrison the northwest gate of Silvermoon City, and then quickly send people to install magic explosives on the cross-sea bridge. Once the undead have any signs of attacking Silvermoon City, blow them up immediately. At the bridge! Now, go at once!"

General Ranger stood up from her position, his face was a bit scary! She never expected that the undead would have such unimaginable tricks! From this point of view, Quel'Thalas lost tens of thousands of people on Sunstrider Island! She will settle this blood feud with the undead sooner or later! That damned Alsace!

"Obey!" Lor'themar also knew the seriousness of the matter, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately got up and ran outside.

"Wait! If, if possible, try to help those clansmen who escaped by chance, go!" As if losing all the strength in his body, Cirvanas closed his eyes and sat back on the main seat.

"I'll help him too!" Seeing her lover Lor'themar running out, Liadrin also stood up, and immediately trotted out without waiting for the Ranger General to say anything.

"Firendre! Immediately dispatch half of the mages to the northwest gate, and then prepare to hand over the authority of the mage tower in the center of Silvermoon City. When the situation is urgent, let our elf guests use it!" After Lor'themar and Liadrin walked out, Sylvanas began to make the final arrangements.

"General Sylvanas! I firmly oppose it! That's just a little girl, moreover, a little human girl of unknown origin! She's not our high elves! How could you give her the so important city defense center mage tower Use? Who knows what she'll do?"

The high-ranking mage Filundre stood up from his seat all of a sudden, he was unwilling to accept this outrageous order! This ranger general actually wants to give up the most important defense center of Silvermoon City to a human of unknown origin? How could she have such an idea? This is equivalent to handing over the fate of all elves to a human of unknown origin!

"If you, Firendre, are a demigod, or if your ability is enough to protect Silvermoon City, I will accept your objection! If you can't, then follow my orders now! immediately!"

Cirvanas stared coldly at the mage in front of him, and unconsciously pressed the dagger at his waist with his left hand. She had thought about this problem before, but now she has no choice but to trust unconditionally! It is now a time of war, as long as the mage in front of her dares to say no, she will take him down directly.

"Ha! Well, you are now the highest officer in Silvermoon City, and I will carry out your orders unconditionally! However, I reserve the right to complain to the council and the king! I hope General Sylvanas, you will not Regret!" After finishing speaking, Firendre walked out as soon as he waved his hands.

Seeing the arrogant high-ranking mage walk out of the meeting room door, Cirvanas couldn't help laughing at herself, and then she waved her hand to tell the others to hurry down and get ready.

regret? Ah!

At that time, at best, he would be fired, but so what? As long as Silvermoon City is defended, all of this will be worth it! The current high elves have lost too many of their clansmen. Taquilin and Eversong Forest are almost being razed to the ground by the undead! If she can't protect Silvermoon City and the last 200,000 compatriots in the city well now, she will regret it!

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Digression

PS: Since some people have asked, let me explain why I didn't directly summon the fire elemental army to flatten the undead natural disaster.

First: Kill Alsace, the undead are gone, who will revive Kel'Thuzad? Who summoned Archimonde without Kel'Thuzad? If Archimonde can't get out, Dark Night can continue to live on Mount Hyjal for another hundred thousand years! The people of Lordaeron can also restore the country after destroying the leaderless undead! Then they can happily shout Long live the Alliance of Lordaeron, the Alliance of Stormwind be damned! After sending some people to destroy the Lich King Ner'zhul, Azeroth has lived a peaceful life for 100,000 years! There are not so many broken things in the back! So what, who is Salvation Sa? Who is Anduin? Who is Bolvar? They said they didn't know each other!

Second: Can the portal of the Grand Army be opened by just a demigod? Just cast a spell and throw it out, and a million troops will come over? What a joke! Take a look at the legion-level portal, the Dark Portal! Who is its builder? They are the two most powerful among the few mortal-born demigods in the history of Warcraft! One of them is the last guardian with the consciousness of Sargeras - Medivh! The other is Gul'dan, an orc warlock taught by Kil'jaeden himself! The two demigods worked together to build a legion-level portal that can pass through a large number of troops! And it also needs a steady stream of energy supply! Only hundreds of thousands of orcs can rush out at once!

Third: Small portals also need to be continuously supplied with energy, and the number of troops passing through at one time is not too much. Think about those portals built by the Burning Legion! The Burning Legion is a professional demolition team in the universe. When people come to Azeroth, they need to build a portal very rigorously in order to continuously send legion soldiers. Isn’t there a mission to destroy and banish the portal of the Burning Legion?

Now, you, a demigod, just want to wave your hand and make a million troops to push the undead? Sargeras didn't even dare to think like that! Otherwise, when he sneaked to Azeroth for the second time, he would be beaten to death by Medivh and his mother in Northrend? Only then did the soul fragments possess Medivh and work together to build the Dark Portal!

The dark titan of Sargeras is so awesome, even if he wants to teleport the army, he has to think of a way! You are a demigod and want to wave your hand and pull out an army of millions of fire elements? Go dreaming!

If there are only a hundred or ten fire elements, maybe waving your hand will be fine, but if you want to continuously teleport troops, you have to learn from the Burning Legion, honestly upgrade technology, collect resources, chop wood, and dig gold Mine, clear wild monsters, and then build the storm building: the portal! Then start to accumulate troops, continue to divide the base, continue to accumulate troops, and finally push the enemy's base in one wave! Haven't those people who messed around played the Frozen Throne?

Final summary: No one can easily create a portal for millions of troops! Besides, Azeroth has Titan defenses! Moreover, magic is a rigorous science that follows the basic principle of equivalent exchange! Want to go through the portal? No problem, first pay the entrance fee and the toll! That's right, that's how it should be!

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