Garrod stood in the command hall beneath the World Tree, his brow furrowed, a large sand table of Mount Hyjal, Felwood Forest, and Ash Valley laid out in front of him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It can be seen that one-third of the Ash Valley is dyed red, and the whole line of Felwood Forest is even red, and on the boundary between Mount Hyjal and Felwood Forest, there is a circle of green defense identification, but as long as a herald walks into the command room with the news of the front, it means that the circle of direction markings is weakened.

From three days ago to now, there are less than 17 of the 30 legions arranged in the defense line of Mount Hyjal, and the demons are divided into five ways to attack Mount Hyjal, and the mixed military situation of the undead and demons has made the elven defenders suffer, although the big demon has lost his trace after killing the demigods, but at present, the battle situation is still deteriorating rapidly.

But the good news is not without it, Garrod set his sights on Ashen Valley, and the orcs did quite well, together with the elven sentinels who retreated to Astrana, they blocked the entrance to Felwood Forest and Ashen Valley, and blocked the demons of Felwood Forest.

Dick's First Expeditionary Force, also a day ago, blew up all the bridges between Azhara and Ashen Valley, and the current news is very gratifying, after losing many passages between the two cliffs, facing the Green Dragon Legion that blocked the sky, Azhara's hundreds of thousands of demons and undead, in a short period of time, they could not knock on the defense line of the First Expeditionary Force, so they could only choose to detour from Winterspring Valley into Mount Hyjal, but that road was notoriously easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Under the joint defense of the druid legion who finally woke up and the minotaur druids who came to help, the demon couldn't break through that road for a while, which meant that the hidden danger of the demon in Aishara was temporarily eliminated.

Garrod felt more and more that it was a great idea to bring humans and orcs into the coalition in the first place, and that when the war in Ashenvale was calm, he could finally focus his limited energy on Mount Hyjal.

But every time he sees Fyrewood Forest, Garrod always feels worried, the elven strongholds in that place have all been pulled out, and there are at least 40W demons entrenched in the entire Felwood Forest, and they are all very capable of fighting, after losing the support of Aysara's troops, it is difficult to say whether the demons will build a new base camp in Felwood Forest.

Garrod thought for a moment, rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, waved his hand and called the Raptor Druid, who was in charge of the herald, and asked,

"How's the Resurrection Ritual of the Wilderness Demigods going?"

The druid flipped through the leaf book in his hand, this kind of book made from the fallen leaves of the World Tree is beautiful and durable, and it is the most commonly used record carrier for the elves in the past 10,000 years, and the female druid wearing a purple eagleskin hat on her head turned three or four pages, and quickly replied,

"The newly awakened Grand Druid Malfurion is personally preparing for the resurrection ceremony of the demigods, and it will take a maximum of 3 days to enter the resurrection process!"

Garrod nodded, his frown loosened a little, with the support of the demigods, it shouldn't be difficult to recapture Felwood Forest, he thought about it and asked again:

"How's the Warden headquarters contacted?"

"The current leader of the Watchmen, Lady Mavi, is currently on a capture mission in the Broken Isles, but the personnel they left behind are willing to participate in this war, but they will not be able to leave for Mount Hyjal until Ms. Mawi returns. ”

The druid flipped through the book in his hand, his face was a little strange, and when he heard Mavi's name, the personable commander Garrod was rarely a little afraid.

In the face of the elder sister who raised him since childhood, Garrod was respectful and fearful at the same time, especially when he knew that when he was in seclusion, he said goodbye to his sister, and this matter must have hurt his sister's heart.

Garrod was almost certain that when he saw his sister again, he would never be able to escape a violent beating.

Mavi - Song of Shadow, she is known as the last watcher, and the strongest watcher in the past, she wants to beat someone in Azeroth, it is estimated that no one can stop her, not to mention, this is an internal matter of the Song of Shadows family, and there is no reason for others to interfere.

However, Garrod soon noticed the look of the female druid's speechless expression, and he smiled a little, and whispered,

"Is there anything inconvenient to say?"

The druid pursed her lips, and after a few seconds she shook her head,

"No, it's just that I just saw the record that High Priest Tyrande left for the Watcher's headquarters a day ago, and why... Unknown. ”

Garrod's face was puzzled for a moment, but after a few seconds, his face changed dramatically, and he suddenly stood up from his chair,

"Go find Malfurion, Tyrande is crazy, she's going to stab the sky!"

The druid froze for a moment, and she looked at Garrod with a puzzled look, who glared at the druid angrily, and spat out a name stiffly,

"Illidan - Fury!"

"Oh my God!"

The female druid covered her mouth in horror, as if the name was a taboo, she realized the seriousness of the problem, and quickly took a few steps back, the green light of the force of nature flashing on her body, and in the blink of an eye, a storm raven flapped its wings and flew out of the headquarters.

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Meanwhile, on the shores of the Broken Isles, near the Maelstrom of the Endless Sea, on a medium-sized island that is perennially overcast, Moon Rite Tyrande sits in the saddle of Ashala, the Elder Frostblade Panther, and behind her, a small group of elite sentinels and athletic huntress follow closely on their mounts.

The island is full of eerie things, and the never-ending torrential rain that hits everyone who sets foot on the island, and occasionally a flash of lightning illuminates the night sky and flashes the trail of Tyrande and his party.

There always seemed to be shadows walking through the forest, and for veterans of the War of the Ancients, they could easily catch the traces of those shadows, but no one bothered to break them, because everyone knew who it was, and they knew that the shadows were deliberately discovered by them.

Because if they don't want to be seen, no one will find them!

The soldiers silently followed behind Tyrande, crawling up the steep mountain road, and under the blessing of the Moon Sacrifice, the heavy rain falling from the sky slapped dozens of centimeters outside everyone's body, and the invisible shield showed a unique arc-shaped trajectory in the rain.

As Tyrande led the group to the highest point of the island, in the dense forest, a quaint stone building stood like a signpost, and the Night Elves would build this tower-like structure as a place of worship and prayer, but just as the Moon Rite was about to go deeper, a dark green dagger shot out of the air and pierced into the grass at Ashala's feet.

The Ancient Frostblade Leopard roared in the direction the dagger had come from, and just as it was about to rush out, it was stopped by Tyrande's hand on the top of its head, and the Moon Sacrifice rolled down from the Frostblade Leopard, looking at the empty entrance to the forest, and said loudly.

"Merlin, come out!"

"Huh!"

A deep voice pierced the pouring rain, and behind it, seven dark green shadows appeared at the entrance to the dense forest, wearing unique iron owl helmets, green bladed cloaks, metal armor rare among elves, and steel gloves, clutching huge thorn blade wheels.

The Watchmen, an assassination unit marked by an owl, meaning the silent hunter in the dark, before the appearance of the Sentinels, was known as the sharpest shadow blade of the Night Elves, but after the end of the War of the Ancients, peace came, and there were fewer and fewer Kadore women willing to join the Watcher, and Tyrande also thought that the training methods of the Watchers were too cruel, so he took the opportunity to cancel this unit.

This island, the Isle of Watch, is the headquarters of the last of the Watchers, and the prison for the most vicious criminals from the appearance of the Night Elves to the present, and the Watchmen call themselves Jailers.

Over the course of history, stories have become legends, legends have become myths, and the sight of the watchmen walking through the shadows has become a bedtime story for the children of the Night Elves, but those who are above a certain line know that the watchers are real, and even after 10,000 years, they are still guarding the kingdom in their own way.

Even Tyrande, who had personally canceled the Watchman Formation, would have respect from the bottom of her heart when she saw these silent Watchmen, but this time, she didn't come to catch up.

"Merin, the demons have invaded our home, I need your strength!"

Tyrande spoke, but the seven shadows were unmoved, like stone statues, and after a few seconds, the tall watchman standing in the middle responded,

"Go back, High Priestess, my sisters will not be out until Lady Mavi returns. ”

Her voice was hoarse and low, as if her vocal cords had been injured, and it sounded terrifying, but Tyrande was unmoved, and she stepped forward, only to have another dagger plunged into her feet, which was obvious.

"That's enough, Merlene, I'm here with sincerity!"

"Oh... Is it as full of "sincerity" as you once did when you canceled the Overwatch troops for the sake of "mercy"? Don't hide it, I know who you are here for! High Priest, go back, that man cannot and will not be released!"

Merlene's tone was firm, under her raised right hand, more shadows appeared in the dense forest, the watchers generally did not have a good sense of Tyrande, when she canceled the watchers, it was equivalent to denying the existence of these girls, if it were not for the restraint of the noble lady Mavi in the mysterious Elune Sisterhood, I am afraid that the conflict would have arisen long ago.

You can't expect to reason with the killers.

Tyrande's face also became serious, her hand reached behind her back, her eyes were determined,

"The demon is back, Mount Hyjal is in danger, I need Illidan's strength and the forbidden knowledge he has!

"The Watcher Never Back Down!"

"So... The moon god will forgive me!Soldiers, come forward and disarm them!"

"You... You're crazy! Tyrande, sisters, fight!"

Ten minutes later, the watchman Merlene carried her sisters with arrows on her back, and behind her, five or six watchmen escaped from the huntress with difficulty, and Tyrande's intention was not to kill, so the huntress only drove the watchmen out of the jungle.

The Watchers walk through the darkness, and although their ability to fight head-on is not weak, their number is their greatest disadvantage in the face of hundreds of huntress and sentinels with heroes like Tyrande.

Although Tyrande's order was to disarm, it would be too difficult to either kill them or capture them alive in the face of an assassination class like the Watchmen.

"Sister Merlene... Am I... Isn't it going to die..."

The Watcher's helmet that was carried on Merlene's back had been knocked off, she looked unexpectedly young, and the years of training in the dark had made the young girl's skin pale, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth, Merlene put her on the ground, trembling her injured left hand, and touched the girl's cheek.

"Don't worry, Kodana, my sister will take you home, let's go find Lady Mavi... No, go to Azhara's camp first, and we need to protect ourselves until Lady Mavi returns!Tyrande, that madwoman, she's going to unleash that demon... In the name of the sisters who died in battle, I will make her pay, I swear!"

Mai Lin gritted her teeth and looked back at the battlefield where the sound of weapons could still be heard, she turned back and said to the watchman beside her,

"Marais, open the portal to Azhara, you go over first, treat Kodana, I'll save more sisters, they shouldn't die here!

"Yes, Captain!"