Firas, the enchanted forest, does not use its eyes, but relies on the arcanist's senses to see, and you will find that it is always breathing out clean arcane energy.

Shane's hands were spread out, and a bronze pillar was suspended at eye level, one meter in diameter and three meters long, with magical metal being poured into the grooves on the surface. Dozens of link crystals lined up in a ring, constantly infusing it with energy. His spirit guided the liquid metal to draw a magic array diagram on it, enchanting flame weapons, and hardening the structure.

The copper pillar is hollow, weighs four and a half tons, and the front section is carved with the heads of eagles, bears, lions, and three animals. His flames melt metal with ease, and the arcane allows him to shape the shape he wants.

"Send this weapon to the Minotaurs," Shane said to the man behind him. "Tell them to get ready to enter Firas."

"Yes, Master"

The weapon was carried by the puppet to the Minotaur camp.

The Hammer of Doom, built in the heart of Firath, has five arcane crystal towers that have stood for at least 10,000 years, and the upper elves have used their arcane nets to form a force field that permanently traps powerful demons, keeping the city running for thousands of years. The demons have weakened, but they are still running. Time has proven them to be reliable and efficient arcane creations, the energy storage end used in Shane's plan to prop up the Floating City.

In a few days, they built a stone fort against the rock wall where the Thousand Needles Stone Forest and Firas meet. On the periphery, the engineers instructed the puppets to use the stones found everywhere in the Thousand Needles Stone Forest to surround the five-meter-high protective wall and stabilize the position.

The scouting ranger brings back some bad news. Yesterday, they had their first contact with the Night Elves, and neither of them had the intention of talking, and there was a small clash, with three wounded on Shane's side and at least the same number injured on the Night side.

The injury only boosted the morale of his subordinates, and the slogan "Let's have a battle that everyone remembers" was shouted by the rangers, but the members of the White Tower Council. Morale was high, but basically calmly waiting for orders.

'The Red Sun Guard is also going to establish a White Tower Council organization. He thought of a solution to the hidden dangers of the future. As for how to avoid a headless fight: he needs to send someone who can be contacted to convey his intentions.

"However, let's go and greet our new guests first" A mental fluctuation was sent out, and the feedback came back to the three units. About two hundred meters in the air, three night elves, riding horned eagle beasts, were observing the fortress.

Sean walked out of his room and looked up at three brown dots. Judging from the movements, they were not reckless novices, and with the sun as the background, they rode the horned eagle beast to fly over the stone castle.

"Master, it's my dereliction of duty, I didn't expect that the dark night came from the sky, and our situation was all detected by them." His subordinates blamed themselves.

Sean waved his hand, not to blame them, he was about to turn on the super magic technique, and threw a string of arcane missiles to hit them down, just starting. He immediately stopped casting.

"Master?"

"No, tell the rangers to get ready to capture the Night Elves."

Next to the stone fort, at the top of a stone pillar in the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, Sylvanas was there.

The strong wind converged on the elf's bow and arrows, and the compressed wind was so strong that the light passing through it was distorted, and her body swayed with the waves like a reflection in the rippling blue waves.

No one doubted its power when it saw it, and the manic wind broke out of Sylvanas' grasp. Enough to strangle any flesh and blood.

In the sky, the sentry in the dark noticed that the situation was not good, and desperately urged his mount to fly out of a U-shaped maneuver. Trying to escape.

The sound of thunder exploded, and the visible circle of air spread around Sylvanas. The arrows flew away with a fierce wind, cutting through the air.

The horned eagle's meter-long wings flapped up and down, raising their height as much as possible. With each flap of the wings of the half-beast and half-bird animal, the height climbed a little. But there is no doubt about the hit, and no one can escape the arrows of the Windranger.

Three horned eagle riders. The mount in the middle, from one body to the other, shimmered and the light dissipated, and it was no longer recognizable that it was a horned eagle. Its rider is thrown out by the force of inertia of the crossing.

At that moment, the other two riders took control of their mounts and went to save their compatriots, almost on the verge of success. Sylvanas fired another high-velocity arrow that hit another Night Rider accurately.

At this moment, Hadurun Mingyi shouted, and all the rangers cheered for the female elf. At the same time, two reconnaissance teams ran towards the crash site.

Sylvanas rolled to the ground, the same cheer she had enjoyed many times, and she generously waved to the cheering rangers.

Shane greeted the elf with a smile, and the two looked at each other with a smile in their eyes, no need to say anything, there would be no 'You're so good!' This kind of conversation. Understanding forged a wordless tacit understanding between the two.

The elf grabbed Shane's hand and stood side by side with him, declaring her status to all. 'I'm ahead,' she thought happily.

"Sylvanas," Shane whispered.

"Huh?"

"You'll be the Night Elves to interrogate you in a moment."

"I see, you want to hide as a trump card, if the poor people want to fight." Sylvanas thought of Shane's thoughts after hearing this.

The gates of the stone fortress open, and the rangers capture two half-living Night Elves. Both are female, with smooth violet skin, and a much taller figure than the men of the High Elves, Sean is 2 to 2.2 meters by eyesight, but the proportions are very good, there are no thick joints, but they have a tall and beautiful body. The facial lines on the face have a strange beauty.

"Don't think about other women around me" Sylvanas gave Shane a familiar elbow attack, pushing against his soft underbelly. Female elves have always had amazing instincts. When it comes to meeting with Shane, her intuition has to be multiplied by at least five. "What is the content of the interrogation of them later?"

"The disposition of troops, and the possibility of peace, and then let one go tomorrow morning."

"Good" Sylvanas went to see the two captives, and looked condescendingly at the two dark nights bound to the ground, and his eyes were very playful.

Sean sat in the next room. The Night Elves were destined to disappoint Sylvanas, and they didn't confide in the Feathermoon Fortress, which was rude? The female elves were not so savage at the moment, and she could see that even if they used punishment, the night elves would not say a word.

"They are stubborn warriors." Sylvanas was excited after the interrogation, and gave a cheerful evaluation: "I think a fight is almost a must. ”

Shane agreed: "We will enter the forest the day after tomorrow to seize the advantageous terrain, and the stone fort will also leave half of the battle group to defend, and the troops are a little insufficient."

"Maybe the other side doesn't have enough troops." Sylvanas guessed based on the features of the landscape that the Forest of Firas was not suitable for large-scale battles.

"Perhaps," Shane recalled, as the purpose of the Feathermoon Fortress was to be used by the Night Elves as a stronghold for scavenging the ruins of the upper elves. The leader of the Hazuki Fortress, Santis-Hazuki, doesn't remember much about her, but she was once a legend, and she was the spellcaster, killing two very angry warriors.

"With a sharp blade in hand, is the premise of Fang's peace a bright sword?" Sean looked through the window at the silver moon in the sky, the night elves are the darlings of the true god Elune, and I hope there will be no accidents.

On the other side of the sea, Firas went back and forth for two days, without a break in the middle, and Franri's mount was already exhausted, she descended into the fortress runway like a fall, and slid close to the ground for more than ten meters before she stopped her inertia.

"I'm going to see the general," said her companion as soon as she helped her up.

"What about Irela and Saiana?"

"They were beaten down, presumably caught."

"You need to hurry to the general."

Franley shuttles through the fortress, the night elf's fortress, although named the fortress, but mostly wooden buildings, because of the concept of natural harmony, their buildings are mostly living trees. But even if it was wooden, many people walked, and the same loud sound was made, and the sentinels gathered behind her in a row to the front of General Hazuki's room.

"What's going on"

"The Horned Eagle rider Fa Lanley has brought back information that Irela and Saiana have been captured by the exiles"

"Let her in," the voice was cold.

Franley was immediately led in by the sentry.

Shantis. Hazuki, the general under the silver mask and the commander of the hundreds of sentinels in the fortress, listened to the information brought back by his subordinates without saying a word.

"Adjutant"

"In"

"We don't have enough troops, call on our allies in Firas to help"

"Treants, mountain giants, elven dragons?"

"Go quickly, leave half of the men to defend Hyri Naga tomorrow, and the rest set off, and gather allies on the way." (To be continued.) )

PS: Tomorrow the double change will not change