Kurdran raised his leg and stepped over a bloody demon corpse, smacking his lips and said, "It seems that these demon bastards are really trying their best to kill each other, otherwise they would not be beaten like this."
"It seems that one side came prepared, but the other side was not prepared. They were beaten all over the place by calculated calculations but not by accident. It's really..." Herod curled his lips, as if he did not dare to compliment the attacking party's combat effectiveness.
"I can't see clearly," Regan's voice came from the front, and he was seen looking thoughtfully at a huge evil orc corpse, stroking the short mustache on his chin that had not yet been shaved off, "
Although the first party to attack must be a surprise attack, the party being attacked is actually not defenseless."
Regan pointed at the corpses of the evil orcs in a circle around him and said: "Everyone of them is armed with swords and guns, as if they are facing a formidable enemy. And I dare to assert that there must have been some unpleasant exchanges between the two parties, causing one of them to lose their ability to continue.
The patience of talking, so I launched a brazen attack and killed these orcs who were just a few hours ago."
"You mean... the attacking party should have persuaded the other party to surrender?" Kurdran thought quickly and naturally guessed the main idea.
"Of course, but that's not the point..." Regen raised a finger and said, "What I'm curious about is which force in the Dark Temple is so powerful that it can completely annihilate the other force in just over half an hour.
power, and the damage is still so small.”
Everyone looked at what they were told, and sure enough, two-thirds of the corpses on the battlefield were left by evil orcs, and the others were a handful of demon soldiers, with a few blood elves mixed in, and almost half of the casualties were
Concentrate around the huge evil orc
"This guy...could he be the most successful experimental subject?" Kurdran seemed to recognize the origin of the giant orc, and said with some surprise, "We heard before that the Dark Temple introduced an evil orc transformer from Hellfire Citadel.
Its combat power can even surpass that of a magic mecha, and even ten large hellfires are no match for him in one unit!"
"Oh?" Regen was slightly moved when he heard this, but he became more convinced of his guess, "What's the name of that experimental subject?"
"Gurtoug's blood is boiling," Kurdran added, "Just two months ago, our supply convoy was attacked by a group of demons. Their purpose seemed to be to simply snatch strategic supplies, and we were
The escort troops were outnumbered and defeated by the demons, and many of them unfortunately became prisoners."
"Just as the demons were counting the results of the battle, a large group of evil orcs suddenly appeared on the battlefield. They defeated the demons that had just won with almost no effort. Among them, the one who killed the most enemies was the one named Gurtug.
A new kind of test subject," Kurdran recalled.
"According to the soldiers who took advantage of the chaos and escaped, the giant beastman possesses extremely terrifying strength and speed, and can spit out green corrosive solution. Even the armor as strong as a hell guard can be melted effortlessly. It can be said that this guy's combat power
Definitely first class”
Regan thought for a moment, raised his head and said: "From the book Voretal gave me, we know that the group of blood elves most likely to betray Illidan are the group of blood elves from the Illidari Council, but compared with the forces in the Dark Temple
Distribution, they alone have no power to easily defeat the evil orc army...So it seems that there should be two to three other forces helping them."
"Two to three?" Tyrande was slightly surprised and said, "Are you sure, Ragen?"
"Well, I'm sure," the knight replied simply, but his words were obviously full of confidence.
"In that case, Illidan seems to be in some trouble..." Kurdran stroked his beard and said, "If the rebels successfully instigate rebellion against any force, the balance of power in the temple will be tilted, let alone suppressing those rebels.
, even his own safety is estimated to be in jeopardy."
"I don't think so," Regan shook his head slightly upon hearing this, "Although I have never met the famous demon hunter, he fought with many forces in two worlds with his bare hands, and finally established his own
Since he is an outland dynasty, those scheming and scheming people are definitely no match for him!"
Glancing at Tyrande, who had a complicated expression on his face, the knight said with a stern air unique to the strong, "Although Illidan is not a hero, a generation of heroes must die in a hero's way! I, Christine.
Ragen! I will never let him be defeated by the hands of rats. His epitaph can only be written by my great royal sword!"
Everyone was shocked and speechless by Regen's arrogance and arrogance at this moment. Although the soldiers of the Red Storm knew that their boss was not a creature in the pool, compared with those legendary figures who had been famous for a long time, he was still
He is a bit young and Reagan himself has always kept a low profile. This is the first time for such a surprising frontal declaration of war.
"You have the courage and courage to be the youngest general in the alliance!" Kurdran first gave a thumbs up and praised loudly, "Since I have such an idea, it's not a bad idea for me to come to the Dark Temple with you!
But later on, you and I will still have to rely on our own abilities. Illidan’s head can’t be said to be in anyone’s pocket!”
"Haha, it's just what I want!" Regan and the dwarf looked at each other and smiled, "Let's go, we have to kill Illidan before the rats who betrayed their master!"
"Yes!" The soldiers were touched by the heroic spirit of the two men and responded loudly. Both the Red Storm and the Wildhammer troops were full of indomitable spirit - of course, except for a night elf lady who was hesitant to speak.
Tyrande watched the Alliance soldiers march towards the inner palace under the leadership of Regan and Kurdran, and sighed in a very complicated manner: Maybe her impulse itself was a mistake, maybe she and that person should not have had a relationship long ago.
What intersection? Now, no matter from the perspective of the Alliance or the night elves, she has no way to protect Illidan who threatens the Outland Expeditionary Force.
As the leader of Darnassus and the leader of the entire night elves' political and religious unity, she naturally shoulders the expectations of the moon god Elune and the heavy responsibility of the revival of the entire race. This responsibility has prompted her to abandon her impulsive personality - just like
That's how she rejected Illidan's advances years ago
Although the priestess knew in her heart that Illidan's love for her was no weaker than that of her brother, and was even more passionate and selfless than Malfurion's, the reason in her heart repeatedly warned Tyrande that even if this young genius
No matter how good the mage is, he will never be able to shoulder the important task of leading his tribe.
The priestess saw clearly that half of Illidan's heart was herself, and the other half was the endless pursuit of power and magic. As for the night elves, they were insignificant in his eyes, while Tyrande's philosophy was exactly the opposite: as Elu
As a symbol of divine power designated by Grace, she has the responsibility to guide the people onto the right path, and she is also duty-bound to deal with enemies who threaten the survival of the race.
Therefore, after weighing the two factors, the rational Tyrande believed that Malfurion was more suitable to be his partner than his brother. Although the archdruid was slightly deep in emotional expression, he had a strong overall view of the situation.
And in terms of leadership skills, he is far superior to Illidan, and he is definitely the best choice to lead the night elves.
At the same time, the War of the Ancients has just ended, and we are faced with the arduous task of rebuilding our shattered homes. Soothing the severely traumatized hearts of our people has also become a top priority. However, the arrogant Illidan did an unforgivable stupid thing.
——Bring the spring water stolen from the Well of Eternity to Mount Hyjal, and use it to build a small energy spring
The occurrence of this incident not only caused an irreconcilable rift in the leadership of the clan, but also caused Tyrande's last bit of goodwill towards him to turn into an indisputable resentment.
The subsequent tens of thousands of years of imprisonment divided their life trajectories into two completely different paths, until the Burning Legion returned to Azeroth again.
Do you think of those amber eyes only when you are at the end of your rope?
"Let's go, my high priest sister," Sophie's voice brought Tyrande back from her distant memories, "Everyone has been gone for a long time, but we are the only ones who are still standing there..."
"Oh...I'm sorry, Sophie." The priestess smiled apologetically, "I just remembered some old things, so I was a little distracted. I'm really sorry!"
Sophie blinked curiously and said, "What old thing is it?"
"Well... it's been too long, and I can't finish it in just a short while," Tyrande smiled and touched Sophie's long hair, "I will tell you in detail when this operation is over..."
"Okay!" Sophie exclaimed happily, "Since I left Darnassus with that idiot knight, I haven't even heard your prayers again..."
Tyrande felt something in her heart. She looked at Sophie with complicated eyes and said, "By the way, how is your relationship with Ms. Jaina now? Has she ever bullied you... or done anything bad to you?"
"No!" Sophie blinked, as if she understood why the high priest asked this question, and said with certainty, "Sister Gianna has always treated me very well, and we have been very good friends since the first time we met.
Where are my friends!”
"You silly girl, you still want to speak up for that guy even though you have suffered a loss!" Tyrande nodded angrily to Sophie's forehead, "I don't know what I will do if one day he sells you!"
Sophie blinked her big eyes innocently and said: "How could I help sister Jaina! It's obviously..." "Okay, okay!" Tyrande rolled her eyes, "I don't believe you didn't understand what I said.
Who is it! Still pretending to be stupid..." The priestess paused for a moment, then sighed after thinking about it, "But this is good, at least there is no other way, so as not to make both sides look at each other as enemies..."
After a moment of silence with complicated eyes, Tyrande whispered: "Remember my words, child... cherish the people who love you and the people you love, don't wait until you lose it to regret it..."