As early as receiving the news that Zandalar was suspected of assisting Dhaka, Sarian specially arranged for the members of the Backlight Blade to go deep into Zudak to quietly probe the whereabouts of Zandalara's emissary and lock down his location.

Dhaka wasn't scary, and Sarean didn't want to fight them to the end.

If it weren't for the Zandalar trolls secretly fanning behind their backs, this war might not have been fought at all, at least ...... It will not grow to such a large scale.

The Backlight Blade thieves, led by Yatra, have quietly infiltrated the depths of Zudak, secretly searching for the whereabouts of Zandalara's envoy.

As the war gradually heats up, the Dhakalai trolls take the initiative on the battlefield, and the Zandarar envoy who has been sitting in Gudak finally can't help it.

A few days earlier, he had arrived at the front from Goodak with a new batch of reinforcements, and had volunteered to serve as a special staff officer for the frontline army.

It was this man's plan to spend a lot of resources and commitments to make Loa take turns, and it did cause a great test to the High Elves' defenses.

If you can't attack for a long time, the prestige of this Zandarar envoy will also be affected.

As the number of casualties grew, the Dhakarai generals in the camp became increasingly dissatisfied with the envoy, and the generals suspected that the doggy was deliberately weakening Dhakara's strength in order to achieve Zandalara's goal of annexing Dhakalai.

Dhakalai trolls are indeed simple-minded and well-developed on all fours.

Adoration and deference to Zandalar were instincts carved into the DNA of all non-Zandalar trolls, who could never fully trust the long-sleeved, dance-savvy envoy.

"So be it."

Overseer Zolmaz, who sat at the top, said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow, we will launch one last general assault. ”

"If we still can't break through the High Elves' defenses, this war will end here."

"Why?!"

Zandala envoy Menzaghi stood up in amazement and asked, "It's all come to this point, what's there to hesitate about?" Going all out is the only option! ”

Zolmaz glanced at Menzaghi in a strange way: "Zandala, are you teaching me to do things?" ”

"Uh~"

Only then did Menzaghi realize that he had crossed the line, whether to fight or not to fight was an internal matter for Dhaka, and according to the rules, as an outsider, he had no right to intervene.

Even though Zandalar is nominally the suzerainty clan of Dhakalai.

"Humph!"

Zolmaz snorted disdainfully: "The cold winter is coming, we have lost a lot of manpower in this war, it's time for a truce." ”

"Taking advantage of this winter's truce, King Malak intends to negotiate with the High Elves to see if he can take back the fortress of Daxaron by peaceful means."

"If you can't...... It's not too late to fight again after the beginning of spring next year. ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Menzaghi's eyes, but he didn't say much at this moment.

“…… Wise decision, I have no doubts. ”

'What the hell are you doing, Zur?' Why hasn't the promised Golden Fleet come yet! ’

……

Unbeknownst to the inland Monzaghi, Zur's golden fleet had been stopped at sea by the elite Kurtilas.

After healing the wounded High Elves who were not seriously injured, in order to maintain a good relationship with the Ursa allies, Sarjan did not favor one over the other, and after a rest, he healed a group of Grizzly-Throated Bears.

As night fell, a tired Sarena returned to his tent with his body bent.

Just as he collapsed on Valeera's legs and prepared to fall asleep, Valeera's toned thigh muscles suddenly tensed, and Sarren, whose brain was in a mess, immediately became alert.

Recognizing the comer, Valera regained her composure and took the initiative to pull Salian, who was about to get up, back to her lap and lie down.

"Oh roar?"

Tina Gosa raised an eyebrow and looked at her sister with a playful look.

'Even the brainless Valeera has learned to take the initiative, and you're still going to watch from the sidelines?' ’

Stella Gossa noticed her sister's gaze and glared at her angrily.

'You have to take care of it! I have my own plans. ’

Valilla gently pressed Salian's temples and said in a calm tone, "Please come in." ”

"Excuse me."

The tent curtain was lifted, and a figure covered in snowflakes walked in.

"Count Deepshadow, Backlight Blade has important information to submit."

"Huh?"

The mental energy was consumed too much, and the drowsy Sarlian heard the key word, and tried to get up, but was ruthlessly pressed back by Valeera.

"Hey~"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Salian simply maintained this impolite posture and asked weakly, "Try to be as brief as possible, as you can see, I'm not in a good state." ”

"Yes."

The visitor lifted the hood from his head, revealing his trademark red hair.

This man is none other than Backlight Blade's chief thief in Northrend, the red-haired Atra.

Upon returning to the camp, Atra, who was a good intel-gatherer, had heard of Sarren's feat today.

Having healed the two groups of wounded soldiers of the High Elves and the Bear Monster in one fell swoop, Artra could understand Sarjan's terrible state at this time, and did not care about his impolite hospitality.

"My thieves have located the Zandarar envoy."

"Oh?"

A gleam flashed in Sarren's cloudy eyes.

"Valeera, my mind is a little unconscious, lest I wake up and forget, you can help me record it."

Valeera: "Okay. ”

Listening to Yatra's report, Sarjan slowly fell into a deep sleep as if he were listening to a lullaby, surrounded by the faint fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose.

Valera was still silently listening to and recording the information submitted by Atra.

Stellagosa walked over at the right time, half-knelt beside Sarren, who was already asleep, and covered his forehead with a white jade hand that glowed with a faint blue light.

Valilla just glanced at Little Star and said nothing.

Stellagosa didn't raise her head, and continued to cast spells to speed up the recovery of Sarjan's mental power.

"Tsk~"

Tiny Tina sat in the corner of the tent and watched this scene with a smile: "It's really enjoyable, but it's a pity that I'm completely unconscious." ”

……

"Hmm~"

When Sarren awoke from his slumber, the sky had brightened again.

Valera and Stella Gosa were nowhere to be seen, and only Tina Gossa was lying on top of him and salivaing profusely.

"Tustin Go!"

The sound of battle cries from outside the city made Sare feel agitated and jumped out of the tent with Tinagosa in his arms.

Sure enough, after a brief remedial session yesterday, the flames of war were rekindled.

Sylvanas, healed from his wounds, still stood alive on the ramparts, directing the battle while pulling the bowstring of Quel'Salas's golden bow.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

A few days ago, he suffered a big loss under Queth Rune, and Sylvanas, who refused to admit defeat, made up his mind to get back into this field.

Tina Gossa seemed to be completely oblivious to the shouts outside, and had no sense of the changes in her surroundings, allowing Salian to run around on her shoulder.

Jumping onto the already battered wall, five giant beasts came into Sarren's line of sight one after another.

The Wind Serpent Quith Rune was pinned down by Sylvanas' pervasive chain of deadly arrows, unable to rush to the wall for the time being.

With the cooperation of Yatra and the other Backlight Blades, Valera plays peek-a-boo with Hakoya the Snow Leopard and her children...... The kind that will cost you your life.

Mengtuos had intended to rampage into the city walls, but before he could get up to speed, the Diagonal Morning Striker Legion stopped the giant Mengtuo in its path.

Rhino Akari was lifted into the air by Stellagosa's gravity spell and smashed down, and if it weren't for his own high defense, his internal organs would have been severely damaged.

Except for Siletus, who stayed on the northern front, and Salonya, who fought at a high intensity a few days ago, all Loa from Dhaka appeared on the battlefield.

The giant bear Lennock was unstoppable, and at this moment he stood up in front of the city wall, slapping palm by palm, each palm could beat the already overwhelmed city wall to continue to dent inward.

Saljan didn't care about much nonsense, pinched Tinagosa's nose and forced her to wake up.

"Uh-huh! What are you doing! ”

The little blue dragon, who hadn't slept enough, puffed out his mouth unhappily and glared at Salian with a confused expression.

"I don't have time to play around with you."

Patting Tina's little head, Salian said with a solemn expression: "You can be a spell turret in the Magister team, don't take the lead, I'm going out to meet the enemy too." ”

"Oh?"

Tina Gossa rubbed her eyes and looked out of the city: "Here we go again...... These trolls are really haunted. ”

"Okay~ Don't worry about me, go busy with your business, pay attention to safety~"

Sarean tugged at the corners of his mouth for a brief smile, and then his face turned cold.

"Five Loa together, did the dog jump off the wall in a hurry?"

"Okay, let's go crazy at the end."

"Roar!"

As he jumped off the wall, Saljan pinpointed the place where the trolls were most numerous, and unleashed a dragon's roar in mid-air as he launched his heroic leap.

"Boom!"

Before landing, Salian quickly completed his transformation, and a big-butted bear slammed into the position.

"Come on! Loa Alennock the Bear, let me weigh you! ”