Stayed up late, today's update is a bit late, but there are still two chapters after that.

"Lorraine, Romans seems to be unhappy that you and Aurelia have brought the human townsfolk to the Elven Kingdom." Ever since Rollin stepped out of Baron Sangunal's chamber, Caponia had been muttering about it behind Rollin.

Rollin said indifferently: "Although I am a member of the Silver Moon Council, I don't need to listen to Romans for most of the decisions. Mentor Biroa and Mentor Naloras are supporting me in doing so. ”

After listening to Rollin's words, Caponia frowned, and she continued: "Then let's not mention this matter for the time being, what happened to that elf girl just now?" ”

"She's my assistant, a very clever elf girl." Rollin replied indifferently.

Caponia clenched her fists and followed behind Rollin and said, "I think it's a pretty girl, right?" ”

"Yes, as beautiful as you are." Rollin said.

Her fair face was also slightly red, and Carbonia kneaded the hem of her skirt with both hands and said, "You are getting poorer and poorer." ”

"Have you read all the mission goals and plans?" Rollin took out a special plan document from his bosom. This is the document given to him by Mentor Naloras.

"Of course, I finished reading it last night. Only this time there won't be another Ranger General to exclude me from going on a mission with you. Carbonia complained to Rollin, and at the same time mocked the Ranger General.

Rollin stopped suddenly, turned around naturally, patted Caponia on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't be a little girl here." We're heading to the Dark Places tomorrow to defend ourselves, and we might as well prepare for all this whining. In this way, we have a better chance of surviving. ”

Actually, this guy understands everything, but he just doesn't say anything. Feeling Rollin's concerned eyes, Caponia nodded obediently and said, "Okay, we'll go to the Silver Moon Council now." ”

According to the intelligence brought by the elven scouts hiding in the northern lands of Lordaeron, the army of forest trolls and the horde has entered the northern lands of Lordaeron. They set up camp in the forest and set out to attack.

In a maximum of three days, the Horde's army will enter the kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

As war approached, the dragon eagles and chocobos of Silvermoon City frequently traveled back and forth to the Dark Lands. The High Lords began to gather their forces, and under the leadership of Commander Thanorian, a large number of troops were re-stationed in the Dark Lands.

Peaceful times are always short-lived, and so are these three days.

"A couple of trolls have come out of the forests of Lordaeron's Northlands." Tyr's eagle eye spotted the trolls.

"It's not just these trolls, the orc tribe is coming." Rollin stood at the top of the mountain range, overlooking the forests of Lordaeron's Northlands.

Tyr knew that the leader's magical divinity was much stronger than his own, so he nodded and hurried back to the defensive camp from here.

Mentors Biroa and Naloras were also here, and as archmages of Silvermoon City, they wondered what kind of tribe would invade their realm.

Soon, the green army of orcs gave the archmages an answer.

They were war machines, and in these greenskins, the Archmagus seemed to see the shattered future of Quel'Thalas.

Rollin was right, the tribe was stronger than they thought.

The war drums of the orcs sounded, and the orc troops rushed towards the elven kingdom from all directions.

However, the Archmagus would not allow these beasts to enter Quel'Thalas easily, and under their control, the purple arcane barrier began to exert its effects.

The energy of the Well of the Sun was transformed into a defensive force to resist the attacks of these orcs.

Just a barrier, a purple barrier that looks transparent, can stop the tide of orcs?

The bloodthirstiness and anger of the orc soldiers made them hit these barriers without hesitation, but helplessly, the strengthening of the arcane energy resisted their bodies, and the arcane energy that was squeezed and burst also posed a threat to the orc soldiers.

In the first stage of the invasion, the orc soldiers felt a great hindrance. In addition, the northern defense of the elves was calm, and hundreds of arcane bombs rained down from the sky.

In order to pass the arcane bombs through the barrier, Rollin and Naloras mobilized the arcane energy of the barrier, temporarily opening a part of the arcane barrier, allowing the arcane bombs to explode in the midst of the orc charging army.

This arcane barrier is enough for mages to be proud of. The orcs are helpless against it for the time being.

However, the temporary victory did not let the elves relax, and they saw the faces and combat effectiveness of these orcs. If this arcane barrier is lost, will they be victorious?

The Great Chieftain's Tent.

"What about Gul'dan? Let him come to me! Orgrim said angrily, stepping on the map of the elven kingdom that the troll had given him.

Ten minutes later, a slightly tired Gul'dan arrived at Orgrim's tent.

"You were the one who proposed to attack this land in the first place, come up with your solution, Warlock!" Orgrim has seen firsthand the strange powers of today's elves. These things called magic caused his soldiers to suffer a lot.

Although the number of soldiers was small, the unilateral death did not give the soldiers any glory!

Gul'dan lifted his shabby hood: "Great Chief, I have investigated. The energy these elves use is the energy that is mobilized from a magical source in their kingdom, and this energy contains a great deal of arcane. Although it seems quite tricky, I have a way around them. ”

"How? I'm fed up with you warlocks, and I need your solution. "Orgrim is responsible for his soldiers and his people. It's been so long since he fought in the north and south, and he needs to give the orcs an answer. To prove that they have found a new home in the new world.

Gul'dan nodded, his wrinkled hands shaking. Soon, a green flame was born from the palm of his hand.

"A certain force tells me that this is the natural enemy of arcane energy." Gul'dan's eyes sparkled with confidence.

It's these ethereal powers again, these warlocks are not crazy.

"I don't care what it is, anyway, I want you to dismantle this barrier, and use the energy here to fulfill your promise to me. Remove these, and the tribe will tread here! "Orgrim's Hammer of Doom has fallen heavily on the Eternal Song Forest on the map.

The warlock withdrew the power from his palm. He said, "Tomorrow, Great Chief, I will corrupt a gap in this barrier. This pure arcane energy is the power I once gained in the void. ”