Kalimdor Continent, Palace of Eternal Night.

The Imperial officials who came and went were surprised to find that there was a strange and huge ornament in the center of the White Jade Square, which appeared to be a sculpture made of steel.

According to His Majesty the Divine Emperor, this strange black iron bump is called the Rat Tank.

Oh, this thing turned out to be a tank!

What else does a tank look like this?

The Empire's tanks are all in the shape of a mechanical spider, which moves agilely on four mechanical legs.

The rat tank had no mechanical legs, only two rows of heavy iron wheels, covered with a long layer of iron sheets called tracks.

Later, everyone asked each other, oh... This thing was brought back by His Majesty when he and Sargeras were fooling around a few days ago, and it seems that His Majesty is quite a treasure.

Polishing the tracks today, maintaining the parts tomorrow, and maintaining the posture of a goblin motorcycle.

It's just that people have private motorcycles, and His Majesty the Emperor has private tanks.

If you want to talk about the sense of art, with the aesthetics of the elves, I really can't see where this rat tank has an artistic sense, where there is a sense of beauty, and the angular appearance is really not interesting.

"That iron lump is the trophy you brought back with that scoundrel of Sargeras?

Elune's avatar sat comfortably on the couch in the side hall, with a tray of large strawberries from the Ash Valley in front of him, and kept sending it to his mouth.

"You don't have taste! How beautiful that little baby is, you women, you don't understand the romance of men at all!"

"Ugly! It's ugly! Those mechanical spiders are so much better than it!"

Hu Feng put down the report in his hand and waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking about this... Those druids were really desperate enough to find the Luna Scythe, and now they were going to turn Gilneth over. ”

"I said I don't blame them. ”

"It's not a question of blame, it's about the dignity and face of the druid. ”

Eastern Kingdom Continent, Gilneys.

Another forest of chickens and dogs, a large number of mechanical spiders of the dark night border guards rampaged through the forest, and when they encountered werewolves, they bombarded the past, and exploded into pieces along with the surrounding trees.

"It's not a question of whether the moon god blames or not! You know! This is a matter of the dignity and credibility of our druids! When the moon god gave us the scythe, we not only lost it, but also made a big mistake! Now the scythe is in Gilness, so I have to blow up this broken place for me, and I have to find out the scythe!"

Well, listening to the attitude of this druid, he must be a dawn druid.

Orthodox druids usually don't have such a big deal of anger in their words, let alone so direct.

Of course, the night border guards have no opinion, isn't it just to blow up the werewolf and blow up the forest, the Mao problem!

The orthodox druids who came with the army wanted to take a milder approach, but in a situation where such a wild werewolf doesn't communicate with you at all and will bite you to death when they come up, there is no gentle way to choose.

As they continued to go deeper, the elves still noticed something unusual.

The closer you get to the depths of the forest, the more wild werewolves there are, and groups of werewolves weave between the trees, howling and attacking the elven army.

The Druid Scouts, who had transformed into the form of Imperial Eagles, had also made a new discovery: in the middle of the forest, there were dense and numerous werewolves.

And in the center of the wolf crowd, there is an elven druid who carries a scythe behind her back.

That's Vilinde Star Song!

To be precise, it was the corpse of Vilinde Star Song, who was completely manipulated by the Luna Scythe.

At this moment, this female druid is not even an undead, at most a walking corpse like a carrier skin, and the luna scythe is her brain.

The soul of the true Vilinde Star Song has long since dissipated in the twilight forest of that year.

The Luna Scythe also spotted the druid hovering in the air, and Verinde immediately let out a scream, and his body began to twist and deform, transforming into a giant werewolf.

This kind of druid werewolf transformation technique, which has long been banned, is estimated to be only available with the Luna Scythe.

If ordinary druids transform into werewolves, their sanity will quickly succumb to the endless wildness, and they will be lost to a beast that knows nothing but killing.

The flying scouts immediately returned, informing the whole army of the identified target location.

The Night Elves' army immediately stepped up their attack, shrinking the encirclement in a closed state.

The war in the forest is fierce, and the situation outside the forest is not calm either.

A large number of sane werewolves in black leather armor, as well as human troops loyal to the king, are engaged in brutal street battles in their capital, Gilneys.

Lord Godfrey's rebels are retreating, and they are about to lose half of the city they occupy.

The rebels had no chance of turning the tables around, and Jean's King's army, with the support of the Southern Alliance, was greatly strengthened, and the human soldiers were armed with a musket and a sturdy suit of armor. The sane werewolves put on a pair of extremely sharp steel finger covers, and if they go down with one paw, let alone disembowel, even the iron plate can be torn to show you.

Gao Frey had ordered the entire army to retreat, retreating to his own territory, the area of Wanghai Cliff, and preparing to defend to the death.

The victory was in his hands, but King Jean was not in the slightest bit happy.

The tsunami, which does not know when it will recede, has inundated all the low-lying areas of Gilneth, which almost make up a third of the country's land and are fertile for growing food.

So even if the rebels are defeated, Gilneys's overall strength has plummeted, and although there is a unique werewolf army militarily, it is finished in terms of economy.

It is conceivable that in the days to come, it will be inseparable from the support of the Southern Alliance in a short period of time.

Since the last time the envoy to Lordaeron hit a wall, King Jean has cut off the idea of rejoining the Northern Alliance.

Not to mention that Jean has always been wary of Lordaeron, even if the person in power has become Queen Kalia, he is still a member of the royal family of Terenas, and he doesn't believe that Kalia will not have her father's dream of great power unification when he kills Jean.

At this time, the Southern Alliance extended an olive branch, and Jean immediately caught it.

As long as there are disputes and interests between the Southern Alliance and Lordaeron, Gilneth's geographical location will always be an extremely important bridgehead.

After going back and forth like this, Gilneth is not worried about being bad.

On the side of Lord Gofrey, the situation has also changed a bit.

Gilneth joining the Southern Alliance was already a foregone conclusion, so Lordaeron also began to make countermeasures.

The emissaries of the Gofrey finally met with Queen Kalia and began a new round of dialogue and negotiation.

Of course, the Gilneth rebels can now be regarded as at the end of their rope, and their confidence is far less than before.

Lordaeron wants to concentrate on restoring the domestic economy and helping his neighbor Fort Riptide reclaim their capital, and there is no time to keep an eye on what is happening on Gilneth's side.

So, Lord Highfrey is an excellent agent and barrier.

As a result, the civil war in Gilneth has not yet ended, and political activities have begun in all directions.

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