The battle between the Eastern Plaguelands, the Coalition and the Scourge has long since entered its final stages. Despite the loss of command, the base of 100,000 cannon fodder is obviously not something that can be cleaned up in a day or two.

Fortunately, the morale is high, and there is no need for high-ranking generals to be in charge in person, only a few middle-level generals and soldiers can complete the work of cleaning up the plague land. Except for Stratholme

Hesitating about the existence of Da Sohan and the tainted Scarlet Elite Warriors, the forces of all parties have also given up their plans to pursue by car for the time being, and Baron Rivendell has already followed Naxxramas anyway.

After dividing up the area and the spoils of war, that is, the work of the undead, the commanders gathered in the camp tent and tirelessly fiddled with the treasures that might be hiding the life box of Kel'thugad, although they knew that there was little hope~

The sudden movement of Naxxramas, the fact that Xie Feng did not hesitate to risk civil strife and spread the false rumor that he had to change his plans temporarily, and the figure that had not been seen since the start of the war, everyone already had some speculation in their hearts.

It's just that because of the Scarlet Crusaders, Silver Dawn, and even Old Ferdin's face, they didn't make it clear, and Father Innigo's betrayal was already a semi-open secret among the high-ranking generals~

With mixed feelings, the research team led by Ronin and Old Ferdin, after once again going through all the relics of Kel'thugad, finally reluctantly admitted the fact that they had fallen short.

The already not very good atmosphere in the tent became more and more oppressive with another disappointment

The Great Lich was not completely dead, but this could not be said to affect the morale of the Eastern Plague Lands, so everyone had to turn their attention away from this matter, and the Doom Mage honestly and unceremoniously pointed the finger at Passareen, the supreme commander of the Blood Elves in the Plague Lands after Xie Feng left, and said casually:

"I've been told that the warriors of Quel'Thalas are being evacuated from the Plaguelands?"

"Huh?" Passaren's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his collar: "It can be said that it is just a change of defense, and these elite warriors will prepare for the upcoming Northern Expedition in advance after returning to Silvermoon City." ”

Glancing at everyone, after seeing the blood-colored generals who were in great spirits, they nodded lightly with a kind face: "Soon more blood elf troops will go to the plague land to train troops and serve as a reserve for the Northern Expeditionary Army." ”

The Blood Elves' 'can't wait' is obviously very much in line with the appetite of the blood and the warmongering of the Brotherhood of Light, and even General Bridget rarely squeezed out a smile and nodded stiffly.

"So, where's Alex?" Rohan rubbed the back of his head in frustration, glared at Angela who was sitting opposite, and then angrily confronted Passarena about a big thief who was threatening the plague in the east, and even the entire East Road, and felt ashamed to think about it.

Passaren didn't answer directly, but continued to look at several Scarlet Generals, nodded, and said, "Soon, you will know where Alex is and the great battle he is promoting that will affect the fate of Azeroth!" ”

His deceitful behavior is very much in line with the image of a conceited blood elf wise man, and his deliberate misleading made everyone present think that this battle was the battle they had been waiting for for a long time

After all, Xie Feng's 'active' suppression of the evil forces and the enmity of the blood elves and natural disasters were there. No one thinks about anything else. On the contrary, Old Furding frowned slightly and said, "Isn't it too hasty?" ”

Passaren shut up and pointed. And next to him, Wademar jumped out very cooperatively and said with a cruel smile: "No, Your Excellency the Great Lord, we have been preparing for this for several years!" ”

Soon, the topic was led to the general trend of the Northern Expedition

At the same time, the Blood Elf warriors of the Plaguelands were also reluctantly pushed back to the Wraith Lands at the urging of their commanders, and the garrisons of Taquelin and Dysom set off first and took their place.

Nearly ninety percent of the garrison of Silvermoon City and the Far Wanderer troops, which were directly under Hadurun Mingyi and the Regent, were also drawn out and headed for the Plague Lands

Lotherma, along with the Council of the Silver Moon and the nobles, was also preparing for the biggest triumphal celebration since the restoration of the country, and was entangled in cumbersome and rigid etiquette, and could not spare half a moment.

In a gloomy tavern on the Murder Trail, among the three drunken drunkards, a familiar and obscene voice sounded again: "Tyrone, bring me a cup of chrysanthemum"

At night, outside Leadlin Manor, Onexia looked at the arcane sigil in her hand with interest, symbolizing the supreme command of the Morning Striker, and smiled and disappeared into the darkness. Behind her, the countess's complicated gaze, staring at the scarlet liquid in the slowly turning wine glass in her hand, stood for a long time

In the royal court, the Asthalo* Blood Oath handed Xie Feng the parchment covered with arcane nodes with trembling hands, and then seemed to lose all his strength, sat down in despair, and closed his eyes: "I hope you are right~"

In the almost boiling atmosphere of Silver Moon City, the undercurrent promoted by Xie Feng himself was quietly surging

The Silver Moon Council, which was immersed in joy, did not notice the slightest abnormality, and the heartstrings that had been tense since the restoration of the country were only slightly relaxed at this moment, and they had lost nearly ninety percent of their vigilance.

The next day, outside the shepherd's gate, with the anticipation of tens of thousands of people, an army of broken armor, blood-stained marching, tired but unable to hide excitement and pride, slowly walked out of the forest

The long-suppressed cheers、With the excitement to a few points of joy、Explode in vain!

"Long live Sindore! ~~”

“Holdyourheadhigh！ ~~”

“GlorytotheSindorei！ ~~”

The hustle and bustle resounded throughout the Yongge Forest in an instant. Countless birds and eagles roared from the forest in panic, and the spectacular scene seemed to worship the phoenix that was reborn from the ashes of Silvermoon City

In the cheers, the warriors who returned triumphantly, bathed in flowers from the Shepherd's Gate, entered with their heads held high, and the blood elves on both sides who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed up and 'shredded' the blood knights' originally neat plastic surgery

In the same way, the soldiers, who had long been impatient, also went down the river, scattered and poured into the crowd of relatives, lovers, partners, friends, comrades-in-arms, etc., and some even rushed directly to the city wall, hugging and laughing with the comrades of the garrison of Silvermoon City, and instantly became a mess

Unconsciously, the cheerful atmosphere infected every elf present, and the soldiers in charge of guarding gradually moved away from their posts, leaving their duties behind and blending in.

The gate of Silvermoon City, quietly 'falling' (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. )