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

These soldiers were covered in blood, almost all of them were injured, and they helped each other move 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 repeatedly used bandages, and the wounds caused by weapons smeared with evil ointment had not been effectively treated, and had long since become suppurative and infected. People often died as a result. The limited Priestess of the Moon was helpless, even if

Even with all the medical conditions available, it is difficult for them to completely heal 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 each other's horns continued to retreat, their front line 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 have been killed and injured, and only their most elite capital guard led by the Queen is left with the strength to fight. However, the number has also increased from 10,000 guards at its peak.

The army, 5,000 security forces, and more than 10,000 temporary recruits shrank to less than 10,000...

After another night of fighting, only a few thousand soldiers who successfully escaped from the palace were left, most of whom were wounded. Not only that, the Queen's court mage also suffered heavy casualties, due to the attacks of the demon caster.

The focus is on, there are hardly many 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 scattered many scouts to guard against the devil's surprise troops. It was already a miracle in itself.

Not only because they are the elite of the elite, but the one who plays a decisive role among them is undoubtedly the unworthy 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 defeated as early as yesterday

He was drowned by a wave of demons that was ten times the size of his own.

As long as they see the heroic appearance of the Light of Light on the battlefield, even the cowardly recruits will burst out with endless courage in their hearts, take up weapons 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 Castle, one hundred and fifty kilometers away.

Moonkin Keep 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 achievements 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 noble 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 the forces near the territory and joined forces with imperial officials from surrounding villages and towns to jointly form an armed force of about 5,000 people. He also patrolled nearby commercial roads and led people to resist the attack.

The demons' many sabotage actions against supply points along the route 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 from the southwestern border have also arrived there through the teleportation network. They have joined forces with the troops from Moonkin Castle to set up a second line of defense based on the nearby hills.

The two princes Farodis and Tortheldrin are sitting there. In addition to the considerable troops with a total of nearly ten thousand, the most reliable ones are undoubtedly the upper echelons of Ere'Thalas who are no less than Suramar City.

Elf mages, as well as great scholars from Narthalath Academy run by Prince Faroldis.

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

As they were 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 and then continue on the road. Only then did the officers notice that the team had already arrived at another place along the way.

The villages and towns in the area ordered their men to enter the ruins of the villages and towns to rest on the spot, look for useful supplies, and sent people to guard the surrounding areas...

The soldiers walked into the ruins silently. Soon, the sound of snoring became louder, and most of them fell asleep as soon as they leaned against the ruins.

But at this moment, a figure wearing a red robe, with 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.

Come.

At such a tense moment, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived, which caused a lot of panic. But people quickly recognized the familiar face, and someone immediately reported it to the Queen. After a while, they were deeply impressed.

Zhongzhiguang's trusted court mage - oh, no, he had been promoted to the chief court mage during the night - Dathrema, trotted over and respectfully led the "uninvited guest" towards the front of the ruins.

This uninvited guest was none other than 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 increasingly heavy.

Dath'Rema sighed and reluctantly replied: "The entire capital area has been captured. Hundreds of towns and villages have been reduced to ruins. Fifty thousand soldiers were killed or injured. Civilian casualties...maybe ten times, maybe two.

Ten times. The demon came so quickly that many people were killed by the flying demon before they had time to escape."

Angmar remained 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.

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It's not that 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 her mind, she would definitely understand that such an unprecedented giant portal must require a huge source of magic power, and then conclude that it is hidden in eternity.

The conclusion near the well caused the portal to be 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 existence?

This is an unanswerable multiple-choice question.

Guilt is inevitable, but he can also distinguish priorities. The ancient war must happen, and history must remain the same. 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 this world, the foundation of this universe, or about the end of the world. Because there were 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, any mage who has a little knowledge of the space field and arcane magic can think of the location of the portal.

He also knew that if the roles of himself and Azshara 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..." Dathrema 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 didn't want to 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 seemed that this was once a hotel. Although the wooden part of the upper floor had long been burned, the first floor was spared because it was made of white stone.

In difficulty.

The collapsed doorway was full of wooden beams with eight vertical and horizontal edges on the broken wall. Most of them were burned into coke and turned black. In the gap, there was a bright white color that was very contrasting. Thinking of that

Perhaps it was Azshara's white dress that made Angmar's mouth feel dry.

"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 Aissalyn 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 spell-casting 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 such a conversation, Angmar shook his head secretly.

The night elves of this era are still too arrogant in the final analysis. They have always believed that the five-color dragon race is just a particularly powerful beast. But they also have the right to be proud. After all, no race has ever had the ancient Cardo

Thunder-like brilliance.

This situation actually stems from the fact that the two sides have never had any contact 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 Ancient War that the two sides gradually

After understanding each other, the night elves no longer regard them as beasts, and the five-color dragons no longer despise mortals...

The reason why Angmar came here is to convey the five-color dragon clan's joint wishes as a "messenger" so that both parties can form a whole to jointly deal with the threat of demons.

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 and the meeting was temporarily suspended. The sound of dense footsteps was heard in the ruins of the hotel. The generals and ministers filed out to see

After arriving at Angmar who was waiting outside, they all nodded and saluted, or called "Prophet", showing proper respect.

After all, the name of the Prophet is unknown to everyone in the Kaldorei Empire. Especially to these high-ranking figures.

Dath'Rema came out last, with a complicated expression on his face and stretched out a hand toward the room, 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, with parchment maps, magic communication devices, royal seals, military orders and many other miscellaneous things scattered on it. And the figure in a white dress has her back to
To be continued...