Looking into the distance from the western valley of Varsara, you can see the border of the royal court of Aishara, and late at night, after Monsoon has arranged the next battle plan of the Union army according to the plan, he follows the mountain road and reaches the top of the mountain

At this moment, Monsoon, dressed in a white robe, stood on the high hillside, facing the howling wind, with his hands behind his back, quietly looking in the direction of the royal court of Aishara. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info gilt auspicious cloud robe facing the evening breeze and moonlight, in this lonely night, fluttering, the figure of the monsoon set off like a fairy.

It has been half a year since the establishment of the Pandaman Empire, and in this half year, he will focus more on national politics, but he has not really made a move, and tonight, he is going to complete an "epic" operation.

“1321108。”

Due to the different time ratio of Azeroth to the time on Earth, this half of time did not last long for the sailors on Earth, and the popularity of the monsoon remained at "millions".

"I just saw the push of the storm APP, and I heard that Brother Feng is going to play a big game tonight?"

"I'll go, it's a good scenery, a bright moon is behind Brother Feng, and the white-gold long-distance run is fluttering in the wind, what's the situation? It doesn't look like a funny live broadcast! ”

"I've been broadcasting the war live for this time, and Brother Feng, as a golden anchor, will definitely give us something new."

"Warm-up at the opening, reward the anchor bean bag *998."

……

The live broadcast room is very lively, but at this moment the monsoon is not chatting with the sailors, and the live broadcast room can only hear the whistling wind, as well as the sound of birds chirping and the collision of branches in the trees, and the monsoon hangs the appetite of the sailors.

"Chirp!"

As the night deepened, a purple-black eagle appeared in the mountain forest, and the eagle flew around the monsoon wind and slowly landed in front of him.

Immediately after, a royal blue frost flying carpet landed on the top of the mountain.

"Malfurion, Fallondell, everything is in order!"

Monsoon said hello.

"Ji, everything is arranged, we can go at any time." Fallondell's deep voice rang out, the elven councillor who had lived in the royal city of Eshara was familiar with the city, and he would accompany Monsoon and Malfurion on their quest.

The current war situation is quite severe, and the security in the royal court of Azhara is extremely tight, and rash action will only startle the snake, and if there is no Farondale, Monsoon and Malfurion can only sneak into Azhara without permission.

Fallondale is indispensable.

"All for the sake of Azeroth, Queen Aishra's plan must not be allowed to succeed, this trick can be said to be the best way to end the war once and for all."

A puff of white smoke erupted around the eagle, and a small whirlwind dispersed, and the eagle vanished, replaced by the figure of Malfurion, who leaned over and saluted.

"That's true, the current battlefield situation is that the Elven Empire is defending the defense line according to the danger, and our army can't break the defense line in a short time in this situation, if we can really attack from the rear, maybe we can break the lever of balance at once, thus affecting the entire campaign." Fallondale nodded and smiled.

Before coming, Monsoon had already mentioned his plan to the two of them, so both of them were extremely excited at the moment.

"Okay, I won't say more nonsense, let's go! Target! Sin Aisara! ”

With that, he activated the power of the Jade Long Lizhu, and a pair of cyan dragon wings appeared behind him.

"If our operation succeeds, then these few days will be the last struggle of Azhara and her minions to turn to dust! These days will be a time-changing 'show'! ”

Monsoon waved his hand in the direction of the court of Azhara as Malfurion stepped onto Fallondell's magical flying carpet.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing tonight! Reveal it in advance! ”

"Grass, is the anchor finally going to start pretending? After waiting for so many years, I finally have to watch a good show. ”

"Supper is ready, sit and watch Brother Feng live broadcast all night......"

The more mysterious things are, the more they can attract everyone's attention, and Monsoon has not yet told his thoughts to water friends, and with the rise in popularity in the live broadcast room, more and more water friends have begun to ask questions to Monsoon.

It can be said that tonight's warm-up effect has been achieved.

"Friends and sisters of the water, since you are in such a hurry, then I am embarrassed to hold back, let me explain to you, I am going to the Well of Eternity tonight, if I can stop the arrival of demons, then Azeroth will usher in peace, if not, then Malfurion and I will find the opportunity to destroy the Well of Eternity." In the live broadcast room, Ji Feng explained.

In the history of Azeroth, the War of the Ancients was caused by Queen Azhara's vanity and greed, and demons poured out of countless portals to turn Azeroth into purgatory. Historically, the elven race that carried the banner of rebellion was Malfurion, who destroyed the portal to the heavens and the earth of the Well of Eternity, thus preventing the arrival of Sargeras, and now, Monsoon, Malfurion, and Fallondell are going to write the "legendary chapter" of history.

Destroy the portal! Protect Azeroth! Protect their homeland!

……

As the capital of the Elven Empire, Sin Asaline is undoubtedly a thriving and rich city, like a night pearl of Azeroth that shimmers with the light of civilization, and is home to the High Elves and Queen Aishra.

With the outbreak of war between the Elven Empire and the Asuna Alliance, the atmosphere in the royal city of Sin Aisaline has become more and more tense, and the royal city is now full of elven guards.

When night passed and morning was about to come, three "sneaky" figures appeared at the north gate of the royal city of Sin Aisaline, which was the area under the responsibility of the Elven Empire's "Dawnlight Commander", and this was also the place where Fallondell and Darth Lema Morninglight agreed.

If there is no internal response, it is impossible for the monsoon and his party to enter the city.

"General Valosen, it seems that the lowly elven mongrels of Farrodis have finally recognized themselves, and I heard that the war in the south has begun to turn around, and our army has recaptured the lost land."

Under the dim sky, the north gate slowly opened, and the crisp female elf voice came into the ears of Monsoon Wind and his party.

"Captain Vaschi, although Farodis has retreated, his army has not suffered much loss, far from the point of being broken, and their performance on the battlefield has made me feel a little uneasy. As if to tell us that the court of Asara can be destroyed by beating the court of Asuna. ”

A loud voice said, this voice has the majesty of Sensen, this is the voice of "Varosen"!

High Commander of the Elven Empire, Varosen!