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Chapter 193 193 [Encounter](1/2)

At noon, the port of Silvery Moon City.

The bright sunshine is shining down, the sea surface is sparkling, and the visibility is excellent. From a distance, you can see the golden light of the isolated island of Quel'Danas that can compete with the sun. Get a drop of the Well of Eternity from the Sun Well

It has been a week since the well water came out.

The magic fluctuations emanating from the Sunwell are getting stronger and stronger, and there are even faint signs of equaling the heyday. During this period, even the blood elf soldiers fighting in the south of the country can feel with great joy that the magic flowing in their blood is

The magic power is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that the recovery of the Sunwell is just around the corner.

This is undoubtedly great news, especially for those drug addicts who are suffering from addiction. It somewhat dilutes the confusion caused by the prince not being in the clan and losing the way forward.

The days are getting better every day.

Since the domestic environment has stabilized, Silver Moon City's port has become busier and busier, with a large amount of materials being landed here every day to meet the needs of urban reconstruction work.

Today it is even more of a lively scene.

Sweating laborers were busy at the port, and boxes of military supplies were moved to the docked warships. Originally, this kind of manual labor was usually done by arcane puppets, but due to the emergency of the war, no matter what type of puppet,

They were all requisitioned by the military, so this kind of work could only be done manually.

Amid the shouts of the officers, groups of soldiers marched neatly towards the dock. The boarding team formed three long queues. Whenever a warship was full, it would leave the port and anchor in the open sea, leaving its position.

Give way to the remaining ships.

At this time, there are at least a dozen warships in the open sea that can carry 300 soldiers in addition to sailors. They are fully loaded and stranded, waiting for the large force to be triggered. There are still a lot of unloaded warships, about twenty or so.

These soldiers are the follow-up troops that will go south to participate in coalition combat operations, with a total number of about 8,000.

These soldiers will carry the hope of the blood elves, and together with the tens of thousands of additional troops sent by the other races of the coalition, they will station themselves in the newly recovered ruins of Dalaran, becoming the sword hanging above the heads of the Scourge, always threatening on the south shore of Lake Lordaemir.

they.

Let them not dare to ignore the threats that are close at hand, and take a detour to attack Quel'Thalas, the Hinterlands and even the Arathi Highlands where the remnants of Lordaeron are entrenched.

After high-level discussions, Halduron Brightwing, who has been promoted to Ranger Lord, will lead this army as the commander-in-chief. The remaining forces in the country will take advantage of the Scourge's new defeat and are still in the recovery stage.

They will have the opportunity to consolidate the defense line on the southern border, and then turn around and completely wipe out the small group of remaining undead in the Land of Ghosts.

No ethnic group in the north can fight against the natural disaster forces alone. As trust is gradually established, the coalition forces that are truly twisted into a rope will surely become a powerful force to contain the natural disaster forces.

Angmar stood on a high platform, surrounded by civilians who saw off the expeditionary force.

The plan to go to Kalimdor to "search" for the Skull of Gul'dan has been determined and will be carried out at the same time as other plans. Originally, everyone was opposed to this highly unlikely and quite dangerous proposal, but they couldn't bear Angmar's insistence on going his own way.

, had no choice but to comply with his choice.

While Ronin and the blood elf magisters stay in Dalaran to explore other possible options to open a cross-planet portal, Angmar will lead an elite team to Kalimdor to face the Burning Legion.

"Try your luck" to see if you can recover the Skull of Gul'dan - everyone thinks this is difficult to achieve. Those artifacts must be held by powerful demons, and everyone urges Angmar to, knowingly,

When you can't do anything, don't act rashly and ensure your own safety.

As for the manpower for this trip, due to the tense war in the north, natural disasters may still attack at any time. It is impossible for each tribe to participate in the war, and there are not many manpower to send. But when I finally saw the list of candidates for Angmar, others were still disappointed.

surprised.

Because he brought too few people.

Angmar already has a clear plan in mind.

The Skull of Gul'dan is in the hands of Tichondrius, and if nothing else happens, it will eventually be obtained by Illidan Stormrage.

If you want to use it to open the portal to Draenor, you either have to take it from Tichondrius earlier than Illidan, but this option is undoubtedly the most dangerous. Tichondrius is a member of the Dreadlord clan.

The leader's status and strength are far from comparable to those of the three-headed Dread Lords who escaped with two deaths in the Battle of Dawn.

The legendary strong men of the alliance have important matters and cannot go with Angmar. If they want to achieve this goal, they must rely on Kalim's multi-faceted power.

More importantly, this is a real world.

Any historical process will present more details than the plot he was familiar with in his previous life. He acted rashly relying on his perspective as a time traveler, and in the end he didn't even know how he died.

The second option is to find Illidan in the Tomb of Sargeras in the Broken Islands after he was expelled by his brother Malfurion as much as possible after Illidan obtained the Skull of Gul'dan and absorbed the evil energy in it to become a half-demon.

In front of Sargeras, he "borrowed" Gul'dan's head.

Angmar prefers the second option. No matter from which perspective, the possibility of success is greater. But dealing with this maverick post-demon hunter may not be that easy.

Angmar even had the idea that since he had traveled to 10,000 years ago and participated in the casting of Flamestrike, would he also participate in the War of the Ancients not long after? Maybe he would also work with Malfurion and Illidan.

What interaction did the two brothers have?

If this is the case, the success rate of this trip will be much higher.

Angmar will not place all its hopes on uncertain guesses, but will prepare for the worst case scenario.

This time I returned to Silvermoon City to confirm the selection of followers.

After handing the list to Carlyle, he originally wanted to go home and say goodbye to his family, but when he witnessed the departure of the expeditionary force at the port, he couldn't help but stop and watch.

Two thousand eight hundred years ago, after the alliance of high elves and humans defeated the Amani trolls, generations of rangers and soldiers firmly suppressed the remnants of the trolls in the southeastern border area of ​​Quel'Thalas, using blood to

and life, winning a peaceful and happy living environment for the people.

Sitting on the Well of the Sun, it has a long life, a long history, and extremely developed civilization...

All kinds of unique conditions made the high elves inside the Bandinore barrier start to feel proud. The pride gradually turned into complacency and even arrogance. Most people had forgotten the taste of war. Until a sudden war took away everything they had.

All pride has been trampled into the mud.

When everything is shattered, the sudden change changes everyone's life drastically.

Decadence, addiction and a series of survival dilemmas ensue.

It is hard to imagine that in just three months, this race that was once struggling on the edge of survival has undergone fundamental changes.

No one will be lazy anymore, and no one will complain about the simple food rations. Everyone will confidently devote all their enthusiasm to the recovery of Quel'Thalas, doing whatever they can, such as dock porters.

, workers or the dirty work that they were unwilling to do because they were once superior.

Some people may think that they have no choice but to gather in front of the recruitment notice in the city hall and accept the job for a meager remuneration in order to survive. However, Angmar can see hope and longing in people's eyes, which is different from coping.

Errands are fundamentally different.

The blood elves have changed.

With repeated victories in wars against the undead in the country, the status of soldiers in the hearts of the people has risen to an unprecedented level.

People gathered quietly on both sides of the road passed by the expeditionary force, chanting blessings and blessing these good men of Quel'Thalas.

The woman holding the baby in her arms hugged her husband with tears in her eyes, because this farewell was most likely to be an eternal farewell.

People's eyes are full of reverence and reluctance, because these soldiers who are about to travel far will shoulder the important task of isolating the undead from the country, go deep into the front line of the battlefield, and fight face to face with the undead.

Perhaps when the war is over, when fathers, wives and sons gather at this port again to welcome the return of their loved ones with great anticipation, all they will get is a death notice.

Suddenly, a disharmonious scene appeared.

Angmar keenly discovered that a tall girl about eighteen or nineteen years old took advantage of the crowd's opportunity to hug the soldiers of the expeditionary force and approached the supply truck in the team. With a touch, she magically took out a mana crystal, and quickly

He put it in his arms and walked away as if nothing had happened.

A thief!

He is also a very skilled thief!

Curiosity prompted Angmar to follow quietly.

The girl's footsteps were very fast. After leaving the crowd, she immediately walked towards the buildings on the south side of the port. She led Angma through the ruins covered with scaffolding for a long time, and finally came to a deserted place.

Although reconstruction has been ongoing, there are still many areas in the city that have not had time to be repaired, such as this area that is filled with high-rise buildings and does not have very good lighting.

Angmar remembered that before the war, this seemed to be a port warehouse used to store goods.

The girl stopped, turned around, cast a disdainful look at Angmar, threw away the mana crystal she had just stolen, and said:

"You've been following me all the way. Do you really think I can't hear my footsteps when they are so loud? Are you a dock gangster who's here to ask for dirty money, or are you a colleague who's greedy for my harvest? There's no one around here, why don't we settle it here?

Just give it a try."

The tall girl pulled out a sharp dagger like a magic trick. Having said that, she had no intention of striking preemptively. She still had a sneer on her lips, as if she had already determined that Angmar could be beaten without any effort.

Looking for teeth.

Angmar couldn't help but laugh.

Because he was worried about being too conspicuous, Angmar changed into casual clothes before returning to contain the fluctuations in his mana. In addition, he did not deliberately cast spells to hide his whereabouts along the way, and he walked like an ordinary person, so he was

The girl thought she was a low-life thief who wanted to take advantage of others.

It looks like she is still a veteran.

When the girl saw that he was silent, she even raised her finger at him. Her delicate facial features were full of provocation, and her expression was somewhat similar to that of Lana Thel, which made Angmar feel a little strange.

When the Eye of Dalaran self-destructed, those who were teleported to the Outland were not only Aesas and other princes and the mage, but also Lanna'thel.

She is waiting to be rescued by herself.

Angmar's smile slowly faded. He looked at the girl's shabby clothes, took out a small bag of gold coins from his arms, opened the bag and gestured to the girl. It only contained gold coins, not dangerous goods, and then tied it up again.

Throw the bag away.

I don't know why, but perhaps because it reminded him of Lana Thel, Angmar had a certain liking for this girl.
To be continued...
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