In the usual time cognition of an immortal like the High Elves, just a few years is nothing at all, and the drunken dreams of attending banquets every day quickly passed.

But for someone like Sarren, who is trying to live every day well, paying attention to 365 days in one year feels like a long time for him.

Not to mention that Salajan and Aurelia have been separated for nearly 9 years, and these 9 years happen to be the period of Sarean's fastest growth.

Aurelia's impression of Sarren subconsciously stayed in the iron Hanhan who was full of recklessness back then, and was still a little uncomfortable with his huge growth, and always felt an inexplicable strangeness.

But that's just how Aurelia feels about it.

To Saljan, Aurelia is still the same Aurelia.

9 years have not carved many traces of wind and frost on her, but after many experiences in Draenor, her personality has become a little ~~ slightly calmer.

Just as Sarean has always respected Aurelia as her own sister, Aurelia also loves her brother who is not related by blood.

Because of this inexplicable strangeness, Aurelia felt a little anxious, and she was anxious to get to know Sarren, who had grown so much, and to get closer to her brother again.

The Travelers led by Aurelia were not regular troops, and were relatively unbound by official Quel'Thalas.

With a roll of her eyes, Aurelia waved her hand and summoned Adjutant Haduron Mingyi, who was reorganizing the ranks of the Far Wanderers.

Haduron and Aurelia are of a generation, and he has witnessed Aurelia's most aggressive formative formative years, and has never dared to blow up in front of her.

After seeing Aurelia's movements, Haduron, who had always been a fool in the past, immediately ran over.

"Chief, do you have something to look for me?"

"Hmm."

A familiar smile appeared on Aurelia's face that sent chills down Haduron's vest: "Haduron, I have something important to leave the camp for, and I'll leave it to you for the time being. ”

"Ah......h

Haduron reflexively tried to persuade him, but when he noticed the meaningful look in Aurelia's eyes, his skin suddenly tightened, and he swallowed back the words that were about to come to his lips.

"No problem! Please leave it to me! ”

……

"Ha~"

Onexia, who had followed Saljan to Kalimdor, yawned lazily, and there was no chance for her to play for the time being.

After witnessing the interaction between Aurelia and Haduron, Onexia funnily poked Stella Gossa, who was busy with paperwork next to her, with a funny finger.

Stella Gossa frowned and looked at the black dragon princess with a wicked smile on her face: "What are you doing?" I still have something to do. ”

"喏~"

Onexia raised her hand and pointed at Aurelia who was quietly leaving the makeshift camp: "Kalimdo is not safe at all now, don't we need to call her back?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Stella Gosa looked at the back of Aurelia leaving and muttered for a moment: "Forget it, Aurelia is not a little guy like Tina who doesn't know what to do, she has her own measure." ”

"Compared to this ......"

Stella Gossa raised her eyebrows and glared at the empty-handed Onexia: "I have time to pay attention to others, why don't you come and help me deal with some work?" ”

Onexia shrugged her shoulders and finally straightened up lazily: "Okay, whoever told you not to bring Tina over to help, I'll reluctantly help you." ”

Stellagossa didn't explain anything, just shook her head silently.

'In the face of this dangerous battle situation where all demigods may fall, how can I bring Tina here with confidence, or let her stay in the territory and follow Aunt Yinas to continue to familiarize herself with official duties. ’

……

Sarayan was unaware of the series of episodes that had taken place in the camp since his departure.

At this time, he had just arrived at Andarius, the capital of the Dark Night Republic, located at the top of Hyjal, to discuss the future defense work with the Speaker of the Night Council, Malfurion.

At the same time, Valera and other High Elf scouts had spread out efficiently in the area of Winterspring Valley and Felwood Forest, and a small team of field observers were heading straight to the front line of Ashenvale.

If the idea provided by Sarren is correct, in order to create a more favorable home-field advantage for the Burning Legion, Akmund should send the Dreadlord who is good at infiltrating to the rear of the battlefield to wreak havoc.

Tikdios was sent by Akmund to Northrend to deal with the Lich King, and was accompanied by Annatheron, the second of the Nasrezm clan.

"Sure enough......"

Upon arriving at Felwood Forest, Valera quickly detected a strange flow of evil energy through the magic items given to her by Stella Gothsa.

Traveling against the current in the direction of the surging evil energy, Valeera, acting alone, found the Dreadlord commander who was guarding a certain evil artifact in the center of the Felwood Forest, Annetheron.

Taking a closer look at the unique appearance of the artifact that was spreading corrosive power across the forest, Valera closed her eyes slightly to hide the killing intent in her eyes.

'The Skull of Gul'dan...... It was really said by Sarren. ’

The forest is undoubtedly home to the Night Elves.

Night Elves, as the name suggests, are more powerful in pitch darkness.

The area around Ashendale and Felwood Forest is covered by giant trees that cover the sky and the sun, and the Night Elves can perfectly exploit their night vision and shadow escape, causing a lot of trouble for the Burning Legion.

Valilla didn't rush to make a move, and calmly kept a sneaky state to monitor Anatheron's every move.

"Let's wait and see, and by the way, I'll pass the news back to Sarjan, I'm afraid I'm not a match for this Dreadlord." ’

……

The Ash Valley front on the other side.

Under the fighting of Yin Lidan and Ma Wei in person, the battle situation on the front line has not made a breakthrough for the time being.

Of course, this is because Akmund has not yet made a personal move, and he stays behind with great interest and looks forward to the development of the battle, as if he was watching a wonderful monkey show.

The polluter was confident that all the results of these pathetic mortals' efforts would collapse in an instant if he did it himself, and he was happy to see the look of despair in their eyes when that happened.

Leaving aside Acmund's desire to see the enemy's emotional rollercoaster.

At this time, the Abyss Lord Azgalor and the Doomsday Lord Kazloga, who were commanding the battle at the front of the Legion, were very annoyed by the stalemate in the battle.

In terms of individual combat effectiveness, the main force of the Burning Legion under the command of Akmund is undoubtedly above the Night Elf defenders.

However, when Azgalor and Kazloga planned to lead by example and charge through the enemy's defenses, Yin Lidan and Mavi stepped in in time to stop them.

The high-ranking officers of the Burning Legion were unable to open the battle, and the demon army, which obviously had the advantage of strength, also fell into a quagmire under the exquisite command of Garrod, and could not break through for a while.

Akmund wasn't in a hurry, he had other backhands anyway.

But Azgalor and Kazloga, who knew Akmund's temper, couldn't help but be in a hurry, and they didn't want to be severely punished by the polluters after their defeat.

"Damn mortals! Come out and face me! ”

Mavi, who was hiding in the shadows and observing, ignored Azgalo's fury and calmly waited for the next shot.

"Demon, don't think that the Night Elves have made no progress in the past 10,000 years, and your old-fashioned offensive will not easily break through our defenses!"