Although the upper elves had built a strong defense on the border of the royal court of Azhara, according to the news obtained by the Monsoon Pharodis coalition army, most of the forces of Queen Azhara were concentrated in the north and south directions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Minotaur and Cenarius of the High Ridge were marching north of the court of Asarra, and the army of Asuna had been attacking the south of the court of Ishara, and in view of this, Monsoon felt the need to open a third battlefield, and "Warsara" would be the third battlefield in addition to the Asuna and the Supreme Ridge.

Taking advantage of Queen Aishara's energy to open the portal, she launched an attack from the Valsara region to the west of the royal court of Aishara, and attacked the royal city of Sinn Ayshara in one fell swoop, which is what Monsoon has in mind now.

"Attack from Valsala? Siege of Aissara? Ji, do you really want to do this? ”

"Ashara's army has built layers of dense defenses in the southern battlefield, and if you attack from Varsara, it is indeed possible to break through the defenses and attack the royal city of Azhara in one fell swoop."

"I support His Royal Highness Ji Feng's actions, if we can't capture the southern fortress for a long time, our army will gradually lose morale, and if it continues to drag on, it will only make the situation worse."

After Monsoon put forward his idea, Farodis, Ravenkes, and a group of Asuna elven generals gave him support, and moved the offensive route to the west of the court of Azhara, maybe they could make a miraculous achievement, these generals of the elven court are all smart people, and they all know what kind of choice is beneficial to the alliance army.

"Since everyone supports Ji, then let's do what he says! In my capacity as the Supreme Commander of the Confederate Army, I appointed Monsoon as the Grand Commander of the Confederate Army of Varsara, and all military operations in Varsala were under the command of the Grand Commander of Monsoon. ”

Picking up a roll of parchment from the table, King Pharydius wrote a letter of appointment.

"This battle to the west of the court of Azhara is so important that I want two people besides me, Malfurion and Speaker Fallondale, if they can go with me."

Monsoon took the letter of appointment from King Farodis and pointed to Fallondale, as the president of the court of Assuna, Fallondale was naturally qualified to participate in this meeting, and Malfurion was the commander of the First Army, and now he was on the front line, but he did not return.

"Haha......, well, since you have opened your mouth, how dare I refuse, with Farondell and Malfurion as your deputies, I think you will definitely succeed and attack the court of Azhara."

Now that the business has been talked about, although the war is not optimistic, at this time, as a leader, it is more and more impossible to mess up, King Farodis patted Monsoon on the shoulder and laughed.

With his hearty laughter, the atmosphere in the conference room was much better, and the elven generals were also relaxed for the first time in a long time.

"Malfurion is a disciple of the demigod Cenarius, with him in the background, we will definitely get the help of Cenarius in Varsara, with Cenarius behind the back, in this battle, I am confident that I will take the area west of the court of Aishara, and attack the city of Sin Ayshara in one fell swoop."

If it was a battle between "mortals" before, then what Monsoon wants to do now is to attract the support of the "demigods", Cenarius, and the wilderness gods of Hyjal, if Malfurion can ask them to help, then the war will definitely fall to the Pandaren Empire, and Monsoon wants the gods to participate in this big war as soon as possible.

……

While the monsoon was planning to attack the west of the court of Ayshara, Garrosh and his army were also preparing in the sacred mountain of Zandalar south of Assuna, and the sound of hammers and axes resounded in all directions at dusk, and now the sacred mountain of Zandalar belonged to Garrosh and his army of terracotta warriors.

Nearly 10,000 terracotta warriors and horses stand around the sacred mountain of Zandalara, most of them are Demon Ancient Terracotta Warriors, and there are only a few orc terracotta warriors, these Demon Ancient Terracotta Warriors are the relics of the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, and the orc terracotta warriors and horses are created by Garrosh using the power of the "Heart of Leyden", this terracotta army will become a sword in Garrosh's hands to help him sweep Azeroth.

Now the Morgol Terracotta Warriors resurrected by Garrosh do not contain the soul of the Mogu clan, but the Kukaron elite who once died in Orgrimmar, and after the bloodthirsty and brutal Kukaron troops were "reborn", they became more and more adored by Garrosh, even if Garrosh is now, their big chief has become a "freak".

At the top of the sacred mountain, a three-meter-tall monster was looking around at the army under the throne, he had an orc face, but his skin was pale blue, his jaw was surrounded by intricate tattoos of orc chieftains, but the corners of his mouth were fangs that curled outwards like those of the Mogu clan.

Garrosh Hellroar, the orc chieftain who is now more like the Mogus, and in his obsession with power, he made a "deal" with the Lord of Lightning, and now he is also the Lord of Lightning, or rather, the Lord of Lightning.

Standing next to Garrosh is Malkorok, his most loyal warrior and the commander of the current Terracotta Legion, which will be "a return" today.

Garrosh will "resurrect" his men, a group of dark shamans, wizards, generals, and heroes who once served him allegiance to him, and will soon come to this era.

"Malkorok, order the prepared terracotta warriors to be brought up, it's time for them to return."

The sturdy blue body got up from the throne, Garrosh picked up the giant axe beside him, and now the blood roar was glowing with blue light, and there was a hideous thunderbolt empire ornament on it, not only Garrosh, but also the blood roar had changed.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The fusion of Garrosh and the Lord of Thunder is not the "Druid Spell Fusion" that Monsoon and Malfurion have tried before, but an evil forbidden sorcery, this fusion and this fusion are inseparable, and after Garrosh fused the memories of the Lord of Thunder, he preferred the title of "His Majesty the Emperor" to the Great Chief.

With Malkorok's arrangement, more than a dozen stone statues were carried to the Holy Mountain, these statues were not ordinary statues, among them were sealed with the power of Leiden's part, and Garrosh was going to be resurrected today by the former elite generals.

"Harlom, Kadris, the return of the Wolf Cavalry......"

"Nazgreen, fight for the honor of the chief again!"

"Helix Hesso, I need your unrivaled engineering weapon."

"Karaksi, the Wind Sauger, the Poison Heart, the Manipulator, the Exalted, the Clear, the Glutton, the Blood Seeker, the Cutter, the Swarm Guard, the Nine Heroes heed the call of the Heart of Asha, and once again serve me!"

Garrosh laughed in a frantic and unbridled tone, and as he spoke, a soul force sank into the avatar, and he threw the souls of the dead into the stone.

The "dynasty" belonging to Garrosh is about to return to Azeroth.