It’s enough for those night owls who don’t like to sleep to do things a dozen times, and it’s enough for them to plan their own actions. In short, on the first night of entering the script, no player can even think of sleeping!
The far north of the human continent.
The climate here is cold and covered with ice and snow that never melts all year round. The vigorous pines and cypresses stand in the snowy field. Although they are sparse, they form a forest.
The far north is the habitat of a group of magical beasts.
The monsters here do not use magic, they are just cunning, violent, cruel and bloodthirsty beasts.
They are not afraid of the severe cold and live in the icy mountains, but they often run out of the extreme northern mountains and enter the territory of the Silver City-State to attack residents.
A long time ago, Warcraft was known as the pet of the ice and snow elves, and was driven by the elves to invade the human continent.
But the elves have already become legends. Who knows whether these histories are true. Today's Warcraft are just a group of ordinary beasts that are a bit annoying to the empire.
In the era of mysterious decline, even Warcraft has lost its proud spirituality.
Roar--
In the dense forest, a monster howled angrily.
The hoarse roar spread far away, shattering the snow on the pines and cypresses, and the cold snowflakes fell on a strand of silver-white hair, and then melted.
Facing the warning and roaring monster ahead, the woman walking barefoot on the snow gently raised her hand, her palm glowing like white jade in the night, cold and holy.
Staring at the glimmer of light, with its ferocious sharp teeth, the monster that was ready to attack gradually calmed down.
It put away its ferocity and stepped towards the woman in front of it.
The woman's body is covered in a white gauze dress, her skin is as smooth as jade, her long snow-colored hair is tied back by a silver crown, her ears are long and sharp, and her eyes are like the moon in the sky.
This is an ice elf, a race that only exists in legends.
She gently stroked the wolf monster that nuzzled over obediently, then raised her feet and stepped onto the beast's back, leaning slightly close to the wolf's ear.
"Let's go to the human continent."
…
Under the moonlight night.
The wolf beast was like an arrow from a string, traveling through the mountains at extremely fast speeds. The woman lying on top of it had a cold and calm face, and her silver eyes showed no emotion.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, the wolf monster suddenly stopped when it saw the light of fire in front of it.
This is due to the instinctive fear of fire and the vigilance of dealing with human armies for a long time. The wolf monster did not easily approach the cluster of fire.
The ice elf looked at the continuous line of fire at the foot of the mountain, squinted slightly, and observed the human camp hidden behind the woods.
"The action was really fast. It looks like there is a powerful guy on the other side."
If it were to prevent the attack of Warcraft, there was no need to be so generous. This army had almost blocked the entire line south of the Far North Mountains.
Obviously, someone from the opposite camp had anticipated the birth of the elf.
Therefore, troops were dispatched early to station near the Far North Mountains in order to restrict her movements.
The Far North Mountains are very vast, and it is certainly impossible for the human army of the Silver City-State to seal all exits, but if she chooses to enter the human continent from other places, it will definitely take a lot of time.
One step behind, one step behind.
The ice elf's face was solemn, and there seemed to be cold frost in his eyes, and the flying snowflakes around him suddenly became more violent.
She touched the wolf monster under the seat and whispered: "Little cutie, call all your tribe over."
She won't take any detours.
She wants to break in!
…
Five kilometers away in the Far North Mountains.
In the human military camp.
The man in silver armor was sitting by the fire in the camp, with a calm expression on his face, carefully wiping his long sword.
He looks about 20 years old, with a tough face and sharp eyebrows. Although his skin is very rough and there are many traces of frostbite on his face, it adds a sharp and cold aura to him.
The man is the Silver Duke of the Silver City State. His family has been stationed in the Far North for generations, and the noble position of Duke is hereditary from generation to generation.
The only requirement of the empire is to always be stationed in the far north.
Since his grandfather, people with the position of Silver Duke have never entered the royal capital, and have not even been able to leave the Far North.
This position is more like a cage than a privilege bestowed by the empire.
The rulers of the empire were arrogant and overbearing. Therefore, the Silver Duke, who was forever locked in place, had wanted to overthrow the Saint Varo royal family for a long time.
The Holy See of Light is always looking for such people.
He is also used to attacking his mind.
Before the current Duke of Silver was even a duke, the Holy See of Light had already approached him when he was a child, secretly instilled the doctrine of Light, and promised many benefits, successfully inciting Duke Silver to rebel.
But in fact, the reason why Duke Silver was willing to sacrifice his life for the Holy See was actually his father’s words before his death——
"If you have a chance, go outside and see the flowers."
There are also flowers in the far north.
But it is far from the flowers everywhere as the bard said, nor is it as beautiful as the colorful flowers in the painting.
Whether it was for his father's expectations or for his own hopes, Duke Silver resolutely chose to rebel!
[Main mission: Overthrow the royal rule of the San Varo Empire. 】
Lo and behold, this was proof of his betrayal.
The Silver Duke wiped the sword calmly until it was as smooth as a mirror. The sword reflected his appearance at the moment, and his silver pupils shrank slightly.
The next moment, the Silver Duke suddenly raised his head and looked thoughtfully towards the direction of the Far North Mountains.
"Breaking in? Have courage."
Five kilometers away, the flames shot into the sky, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.
The moonlight reflected the white snow on the ground, and the vast plain was glowing with white light. On the horizon, hundreds of dark wolf monsters charged towards the position.
The human army rushed forward without fear of death. Under the night, fire and blood intertwined and swayed on the snow-white ground.
The Duke of Silver walked out of the camp with his sword in hand. His sharp eyes quickly locked on the rear of the wolf pack and saw the elf girl who was sitting on the back of the alpha wolf, drawing her bow and arrow into a crescent moon.
call out--
The moment he looked over, the arrow flew out and was in front of him in the blink of an eye!
The Silver Duke swung his sword expressionlessly, and the sharp blade accurately caught the arrow and cut it off.
The arrow, which was as cold as frost, was broken into two pieces and lay on the ground, and a snowflake condensed and dispersed.
The heavy snow falling in the sky seemed to become more intense, the air far colder than before invaded, and the wind howled on the battlefield.
The Silver Duke and the Ice Elf looked at each other from a distance. The former sneered, then turned and walked towards the horse camp, exposing his back without any scruples.
The ice and snow elf stared at his figure with unclear eyes, but did not draw the bow or scissors again.
She was not stupid. Since she chose to break through the defense line, she was naturally prepared for a fierce battle.
Even though this man looked very powerful, she still didn't feel that she had hit a brick wall. Who was the real wolf in this battle? She would know if he met him head-on.
