With the addition of the Forest Alliance's new alliance, the Jungle Guardians, the trolls' forces accelerated their rout, and the Night Elves and the Forest Alliance swept away the remnants of the trolls in their respective spheres of influence, using arcane and natural forces to completely destroy the trolls' stubborn resistance, leaving them out of the land in terror and afraid to set foot on the forest's borders for a long time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Of course, the real reason why the trolls chose to give up was not because of this, the loss of 3,000 troops was not small, but for the entire huge Amani Empire, it was by no means the main reason for them to avoid fighting. What really made them feel helpless was the attack of the Dakale trolls from the north, probably because of the decline in the combat power of the Amani trolls after many divisions, and the low morale caused by consecutive defeats, Dakale, who had suffered a lot before, launched a brazen attack on the troll troops stationed on the plains.

This time, the Dhakale trolls, who had been eating deflated earlier, unexpectedly gained the upper hand, and the effect was so good that even they couldn't believe it, so they beat Amani's trolls' troops to the ground in one fell swoop, if the latter's reinforcements hadn't come in time, it is estimated that Amani would have really suffered this hard loss. The two sides fought a few more battles, winning and losing each other, and after that, after finding that the damage was getting bigger and bigger, and they couldn't take each other, they temporarily restrained themselves and retreated.

The war between trolls and trolls has always been like this, there is never a real victory or end, everything is repeated.

Whether it's chance or chance, it has to be said that this has given the Night Elves a valuable buffer time, and for a rising race, time is what they need most.

There are a few minutiae to the rest.

Even with their preparations, the Night Elves suffered a lot of losses in this battle, and although both Drulu and the Night Elf warriors promised to die to the death, to be honest, the Night Elves could not afford to die again - and in such a stupid way.

Alan naturally didn't care about these things, and handed them over to Azhara to deal with, how did she persuade those stupid big men with empty muscles to burst into tears and swear that she would die with all her might, Alan didn't know, and she wasn't interested in knowing.

In his opinion, although the troll's troops have now retreated, the battle is not over, and the forest side has a new helping hand, and a bloody forest civil war may soon begin.

However, the results were quite unexpected.

The Forest Coalition he had been guarding for had not arrived, but the envoys of the King of the Forest, his eldest son Zarta, and his eldest daughter, Lunara, had arrived. The former had appeared in front of the Night Elves once during the war with the Trolls and returned the trapped warriors, when Alan felt that the other party knew the general situation, or that Lunara's desire to defeat the Night Elves head-on was a shame, so he didn't fall into the trap.

What he didn't expect, however, was that this time, Zarta, as an envoy to the god of the forest, brought the will of Cenarius, the Guardian of the Jungle and the Father of the Dryad made it clear that he was not willing to go to war with the Night Elves, and asked for restraint and peace on both sides.

"According to an ancient and sacred covenant, Cenarius, Lord of the Forest of our Father, will never set foot in this blessed woodland until he is allowed to do so, and you, the Night Elves born by this wish, are the rightful heirs of this land." Zalta's voice was not loud, but it was reflected in the hearts of everyone like lightning and thunder.

The Night Elves were in an uproar.

Although they believe in the god Allen and consider themselves to be the children of the stars, they believe that the god they worship is one of the many gods of Azeroth, influenced by the trolls' past thinking. For example, Loa is an umbrella term that encompasses all animal spirits.

In their hearts, they were satisfied that the gods they believed in were as great as Cenarius, because Cenarius's protection of the forest people and his terrifying power had impressed the Night Elves who once lived in the foothills of Mount Hyjal, but at this moment, the Night Elves found that the status of God Eren was far beyond their imagination.

What ancient covenants?

Not to mention the Night Elves, even Alan, who is a god himself, is confused, but judging from Zalta's words, he heard a signal, that is, as the god born of Azeroth, Cenarius revered and obeyed the will of the god Alan, that is, the star soul of this planet, and recognized the Night Elves as the rightful inheritors of this land.

"In other words, don't you have to go to war?" Aishara was the first to realize the problem.

"Of course, peace is what we want." Zarta said, glancing at Lunara beside him, who was trying to restrain her anger and humiliation, the Father had reprimanded her harshly, and used his spell to temporarily seal her grip on nature, ordering her to evacuate from the silent forest with her rangers to avoid conflict with the Night Elves.

As far as the elder brother is concerned, Zarta sympathizes with Lunara's plight and knows her fierce personality well, just like their father Cenarius, but the will of the king of the forest is irresistible, and from his father's words, he understands that another god is gradually awakening in this forest, and the night elves are his darling, although he does not know how powerful this god is, but the father's desire to avoid conflict with him is very obvious.

"You don't understand, Zarta, that there is no point in rebelling against that one, just as you can use your power to command every tree and plant of this forest to be used by you, but will you destroy them? Once you do, you've lost your footing. This was the words of the Father after his mission, and to be honest, Zarta had not been able to grasp the message of his great father, but he would not question it.

Cenarius' wisdom was clearly more far-reaching than they could see.

Zarta decided not to dwell on the issue anymore, but to carry out the task that Cenarius had given him: "Get those trolls out, and then take care of your sister and don't let her do anything stupid." ”

"Give me back ......" Lunara, who struggled to suppress her anger and humiliation, shouted to the Night Elves, "I have only one request, give me back Mirune!" ”

"Lunara." Zarta looked at her sister and put her hand on her shoulder to prevent her from doing anything detrimental to the negotiations.

Originally, Zarta had planned to come alone, but Lunara had to follow her anyway, or she threatened to die on the thickest tree in the forest.

What a willful sister.

But-

"I'll ask you for that." "To prove our sincerity, we will evacuate from the Silent Forest, and according to the Father's will, the Dryads were originally only there to protect the forest, and since the gods have awakened, there is no need to stay here any longer," Zarta promised. ”

The Night Elves looked at each other.

If they could, they would have agreed, but unfortunately, it was not their turn to decide.

All eyes were on one person.

Darth Rema, the new mage, the Night Elf battle hero, is alone in the face of the gaze.

Darth Rema's status is very different from the past, if there were still people who were dissatisfied and questioned his position as commander before, the defeat and escape of thousands of trolls in front of the minefield, and the fact that the warrior army was almost wiped out in the process of chasing the trolls, these two things together raised his status in the eyes of the Night Elves.

If Azhara is the spiritual leader of the Night Elves, he is the de facto commander of the army.

"I refuse." The Night Elf said calmly.

"You despicable bastard!" Lunara's emotions suddenly stirred, and just as she was about to rush forward and fight with Alan, she was stopped by Zarta.

But to be honest, the eldest son of the god of the forest also showed a look of displeasure on his face: "Can you let me hear the reason, although the god of the forest respects your gods, but this is not a reason for you to be arrogant, Mirune is our clansman, so naturally she should be left by us to take her away." ”

"I'm not blocking anything," Alan explained, "I mean, it's not up to me or you to decide whether to go or stay. ”

"Who's going to do that?"

"Mirune herself."

Xiaolu, who was still apprehensive before, found that everyone's eyes suddenly focused on her body from the master's body, and she became even more flustered, but she also understood that this was a hurdle that she had to cross.

Her gaze first looked at her angry and caring sister, and at her brother, who she hadn't seen for a long time, and finally fell on Alan's face, who was still smiling at her.

The man who had been by her side to encourage her said in the same voice as ever, "Mirune, the trajectory of your life will be up to you. ”

It was too cunning to say, she thought.

How could she refuse?