Rise of the blood elves

218【Clandestine Action】

As Tyrande compared the information on the parchment with the Sentinel Force's investigation of the demon army over the past month, it was basically certain that this part of Alsace's information was true and correct.

With the enemy's general march route and specific troop deployment, the coalition forces can respond specifically.For the coalition forces, it can be said that this is a great gift.

But the second question followed closely, causing a huge headache. The Burning Legion was sending a powerful demon to use the Skull of Gul'dan to corrupt Felwood. This news was really shocking.

The focus of discussion among the leaders of the clans present has shifted from doubting Alsace's motives and wondering whether this was a trap set by the other party to the matter itself.Although the real information on the parchment was most likely a bait set by the other party to lure the coalition forces into taking the bait, even so, everyone had to rather believe it.

Because once Felwood is completely corrupted, it means that even if the war is over, it will be almost impossible to restore the forest to its original state.

What's even more frightening is that not only can the druids no longer rely on the ancient trees' perception of the forest to detect the enemy's situation, but from now on they will no longer know that the demon's actions in this forest are filled with evil energy, and this area will also be destroyed. The land becomes the home of the devil.

The dead forest cannot slow down the enemy's progress. The Hyjal coalition forces, who originally hoped that nature could buy them precious time, may be overtaken by the demon army before entering Mount Hyjal.

At that time, a big war will be inevitable. The military strength of both sides is already weak and the enemy is strong, and the coalition has no geographical location to rely on. Needless to say the outcome.

The best response is to form a strong special operations team and, based on the principle of caution, rush to the scene of the incident as quickly as possible to wait for the opportunity.

Even if this is really a trap, they are capable enough to protect themselves and escape unscathed with the support of the responding troops.If Arthas' intelligence is true, then they will directly carry out the beheading mission, kill Tichondrius, make the Burning Legion lose a high-ranking commander, and at the same time stop the evil plan of the demon to corrupt the forest, and take away the ancient Erdan's head, three birds with one stone

Now that the strategy had been decided, everyone present began to think about the selection of candidates.Due to the danger and concealment requirements of the mission, the participants must have a certain level of strength, otherwise they will be held back, which means the team must be streamlined.

"I will be personally involved in this operation."

Luo Ning obviously prefers the solution of sending special operations teams.

The hope of opening a cross-world portal and rescuing his colleagues from Draenor rests on the artifact, the Skull of Gul'dan.This opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back. If you miss this opportunity, it will not be so easy to take the head of Gul'dan from the heavily guarded demon army.

"Angmar."

During the discussion, Ronin looked at Angmar and nodded to him.

"Well," Angmar responded, took two steps forward, and spoke out what Alsace said: "According to Alsace, the Skull of Gul'dan is sixty kilometers due south of here. Outside the cave where the Druid rests. According to the spell we used to locate the Skull of Gul'dan, the location of this artifact is exactly the same as Arthas said."

Of course, Angmar did his part. After all, he came to Kalimdor to participate in the coalition war secondarily, mainly for the Skull of Gul'dan.Not long ago, during the discussion, he and Luo Ning made this decision. Both of them would personally go out and lead some elite mages brought from the Eastern Continent to personally seize the head of Gul'dan.

"I know that woodland." Malfurion pondered for a moment and said, "I will send a druid as a guide. He has been sleeping in that cave before and is very familiar with the situation there. In addition, In addition, Ms. Maiev and her lieutenant will also accompany you."

Maiev, who was on the edge of the field, nodded quietly to Luo Ning, then folded her arms in front of her chest, losing all sense of existence again. She didn't have any reason to hold back her guilty conscience, and mustered up the courage to cast a friendly look at An An. Gema, Angma was turned away.

"Uh." Angmar scratched his face in embarrassment.

Thrall never spoke to interrupt everyone's discussion. He always just sat quietly on the sidelines and listened to everyone's discussion.

During this period of time, although the tribes were united by a common goal, due to earlier misunderstandings, it was difficult for the orcs to integrate into the Hyjal coalition led by the night elves.Even though Thrall had already reached a consensus with Jaina, Malfurion, and Tyrande, the vague hostility between their respective tribes would still be revealed inadvertently.

This is the helplessness caused by history. It is impossible for humans to forget the harm caused by the orcs to themselves. Otherwise, how can the souls of countless soldiers who died in the first and second wars and countless civilians massacred by the orcs rest in peace? As for the night elves, Senna also Liusi was full of anger towards the orcs.

Time simply cannot erase the hatred condensed in blood.

Thrall knew this.

So whenever the coalition makes important decisions, Thrall will only speak when necessary.Seeing that everyone had reached a consensus, after some careful consideration, he said: "I can send several powerful warriors to participate in this operation."

The discussion gradually subsided, and people turned their attention to the young orc chief.

Thrall called back: "Broxshigar, Varok, Rokan"

"The Great Chief."

At his call, two stalwart orcs with somewhat similar looks and gray hair stood up. They slapped their right fists on their chests and saluted Thrall.Then came a troll shadow hunter with his face covered in oil paint and walking very lightly.

"The two brothers are the most powerful warriors among the orcs, and Rokan is the best scout and shadow hunter of the troll clan."

When they saw Brox, who had gray hair and a calm appearance, Malfurion and Tyrande couldn't help but look at each other, with strange looks in their eyes.

Broxshiga Saurfang, Varok Saurfang, Lorkan

Except for Malfurion and Tyrande, everyone else not only knew nothing about Brox, but also didn't know how powerful the other two were.

Angmar's eyes lit up.

Brox was the only mortal in history who successfully injured Sargeras. What's even more puzzling is that he was just a warrior based solely on his own strength.

In the ancient war in the official history, he rushed into the portal opened by the magic of the Well of Eternity alone, and with the courage that no one could hope for, he stood in front of thousands of demons who wanted to pass through the portal, just like a torrential flood. It stood as still as a rock, buying enough time for Malfurion to close the portal.When he was exhausted and on the verge of death, he fearlessly faced the fallen titan Sargeras, facing his certain fate with unparalleled strength and courage, and cut a wound on the fallen titan's calf.

Although the wound was insignificant, it successfully distracted Sargeras.This moment of distraction caused Sargeras to fail to pass through the portal that was about to close and come to Azeroth.

Broxshi'ga Saurfang sacrificed himself to buy Azeroth a precious second, saving Azeroth from destruction.

Angmar remembered that there was a saying in the previous life that it was because of Brox that Sargeras became interested in the orc race.From a certain perspective, Brox's bravery was actually the fundamental reason why Sargeras and Kil'jaeden enslaved the orcs.

Angmar was full of respect for this admirable orc.

After the curse of Mannoroth's blood subsided, Brox, who had been fighting for a long time, did not assume the important command responsibility like his brother Varok Saurfang. He was just an ordinary officer among the soldiers who often took the lead.

This may be the common point among all the strong people who have reached the extreme of their own path.In Angmar's eyes, Brox is nothing more than Azeroth's version of the Sweeper.

He looked at Varok Saurfang again

Speaking of which, no orc named Saurfang is mediocre.Angmar still remembers the heroic appearance of King Varok Saurfang as the supreme commander and commanding the Azeroth coalition to attack Ahn'Qiraj.In the 60s of the game, the main gate of Orgrimmar guarded by this old orc was simply impregnable. Even a well-matched full team of four or five was just a matter of a few charges for King Saurfang. A casual charge , the players fell down crying.As a result, whenever players wanted to massacre the city, they could only sneak in through the back door. Unless they had to pay for the repairs, no one was willing to face this terrifying warrior.

With these two brothers taking action, Shadow Hunter Lorcan seems to be nothing.

"I will personally participate in your actions and provide you with magical assistance." Jaina stood up and said.There was no way, compared to the orcs and night elves, she had the fewest available men.

Seeing this, Malfurion nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay, I will lead the troops and be ready to pick you up at any time. Be cautious in everything. If it is really a trap, return immediately."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the corner, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Count me in too. You need my demonology."

Illidan leaned on the trunk of a big tree and said casually.The war blade obtained from a demon guard commander named "Azzinoth" during the ancient war was inserted diagonally in front of him, emitting waves of evil energy.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other. They had all heard the story of this "betrayer" in the past few days, and they were all worried that Illidan, who was acting recklessly, would bring unforeseen risks to this operation. They all looked at Ma. Furion, wait for the Archdruid to make up his mind.He will make the right judgment for them.

Malfurion narrowed his eyes and stared at his brother. After a long silence, he finally nodded solemnly.

Illidan was right, no one knew demons better than he did.

"Then let's set off quickly"

Illidan leaned down and drew the Warglaive of Azzinoth.

The traitor's clothing seemed quite casual. He was still wearing a pair of tattered prison uniform pants, but no shirt.When he put the war blade back behind his back, the faint green light flowing on the war blade illuminated the bulging muscles under the purple skin.

Strong and well-proportioned, it undoubtedly hides explosive agility.

"Well" he looked around, noticed everyone's slightly hesitant expressions, and urged.

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