Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Sha'dorei's vanguard army hurriedly and slowly arrived at the southern coast of Azsuna before the scheduled time.

They didn't even take the time to set up a camp. After arriving at the bay, they immediately started erecting a large portal. The magic swordsmen piled together the portal materials they carried with them.

The arcanists placed these polished materials in appropriate locations based on the exploration and calculation of the local magic network nodes by the seriously injured Valtroy and the on-site guidance of the chief teleporter Oculus.

Ten thousand years ago, the arcane masters of Suramar were well-known in the Elf Empire for their research on teleportation magic. The current emergency setup was just a piece of cake for them.

Thousands of miles away, in the Dark Night Fortress of Suramar City, an elite army of magic swordsmen was ready for a surprise attack.

In the large square in the fortress, the war golems recruited as pioneers were lined up in three rows, and the golem masters of the Children of the Night were filling arcane cores for the cold golems.

The commander of this assault force is the veteran Magic Swordsman Max Duran.

He is the most powerful swordsman under the Archmage. After the confidence of the Demon Swords Commander Aluriel collapsed and he left Suramar to travel around the world, he became the Demon Swordsman's leader on the recommendation of his friend Thalyssra. New commander.

He was also temporarily promoted to Ms. Elisande's war adviser.

This is a very prominent honor in Suramar.

"My chief arcanist and teleporter are already racing against time to open the portal for us on the coast of Azsuna. The vanguard has completed their march and mission perfectly, and now it's time for the soldiers to appear."

On the edge platform of the magic tower above the Dark Night Fortress, Grand Magister Elisande stood by the railing, looking at the assembled army below.

This scene reminded her of the cruel war that happened in the world ten thousand years ago, but her eyes were still calm and she said softly:

"My advisor, do you know what you will do after you pass?"

Behind the Grand Magister, stood a tall male elf wearing magic armor and wearing a Thunder Wing Blade on his waist. It could be seen from his steady and steady stance that he was a good swordsman.

Faced with Ms. Elisande’s question, the new war adviser politely answered:

"Of course, ma'am, I have read in detail the war plan drawn up by you.

After your two advisors, Miss Thalyssra and Mr. Fandorth, work together to open the fog barrier on Watch Island, our magic swordsmen will enter the battlefield under the cover of the War Golem to attract the Watchers to leave their fortress. .

Try your best to create the illusion that the defenses of the Watcher's Vault are empty, lure the eager Nagas on the side to join the battlefield, create chaos, and take the opportunity to break into the Watcher's Vault and rescue the demon hunters imprisoned there. "

War advisor Max Duran recounted his understanding of the operation. At the end, he concluded:

"This is indeed the first armed action of the Nightborne in ten thousand years. But for our interests, achieving the goal is more important than winning.

Trying our best to preserve your vitality is more important than being brave and ruthless. "

"Very well, Lord Mesdulan, you are indeed a clear-headed and wise commander."

The Grand Magister was very satisfied with Max Duran's answer. She said:

“When Thalyssra recommended you to me, I suspected that her praise was exaggerated, but now it seems that you are indeed more suitable to command the elite Shaldorei army than the young Aluriel.

But the war plan I gave you only illustrates my thoughts. You still need to make flexible adjustments as the specific situation changes on the battlefield. I am not good at commanding large armies myself, so I will not interfere with your command.

Go ahead and do it, my counselor.

This is for Sha'dorei's career and glory. "

"I obey, Your Majesty the Great Magister."

Max Duran tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

There is a fire of ambition burning in his heart, and he will use this war to prove his ability.

Just like the legendary commander Jarod Shadowsong who was born in this city 10,000 years ago, he jumped from a lowly city defense officer to the commander of the anti-magic coalition that saved the world.

Become famous in one battle and be remembered forever.

But before setting off, Max Duran had one last question in his mind. He hesitated, looked at the elegant back of Ms. Elisande in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"But madam, please forgive me, it seems too risky for us to put the hope of disrupting the battlefield on the Nagas. I mean, if those deep-sea evil beasts choose to stand aside, we..."

"They will not stand idly by. This is not due to some stubborn delusion on my part, but a conclusion drawn based on the information collected so far."

The Grand Magister raised his hand and interrupted Max Duran's question.

She turned her gaze and looked at the distant coast directly south of Suramar City. After a few seconds, she said:

"Ever since the Tomb of Sargeras on the Broken Shore was accidentally raised half a year ago, I have been paying attention to it. In the past four or five months, the Nagas have been trying to get out of the Tomb of the Gods. Their queen seeks certain items.

As far as I know, one of Queen Azshara's most favored maids, War Matron Sasslin, has commanded an elite group of Deep Sea Empire and settled in the Tomb of Sargeras.

Accompanying her is Hayatan, a legendary sea beast. After her arrival, she has taken over the vengeful Naga clan in the waters near the Broken Isles.

I really miss it.

I have had many conversations with the chief maid in the Queen's court. Compared to her, who is treacherous and jealous, my personal relationship with Ms. Vashchi is better.

But that doesn't matter.

The arrival of an old acquaintance from ten thousand years ago means that Queen Azshara has focused part of her attention on the Broken Islands. No one knows our former queen better than me.

I know very well how small-minded she is. "

Elisande chuckled and said in a playful tone:

"I don't think Her Majesty the Queen will suddenly and mercifully give up her hatred and crusade against the rebels. Tens of thousands of years ago, Tyrande Whisperwind and the Stormrage brothers destroyed the Well of Eternity, which still makes the Queen hate her to the bone.

She will never let go of those traitors who challenge her majesty.

One of the three thugs who directly caused the Catastrophe was now imprisoned in the crypt of Azsuna Watch Island.

As the Queen's most loyal maid, after she 'accidentally' learned the news that we were going to attack the Watchers, as long as Mistress Saslin was still sane, she knew what to choose.

Her ambition meant that she would never let go of this opportunity to intervene.

She knew very well that as long as she could dedicate Illidan Stormrage to her queen as a prisoner, she would instantly win the queen's favor and attention, and thus gain the status and power she wanted in the Deep Sea Empire.

Queen Azshara will never lack such ambitious guys, and while our Queen is naturally powerful, she is indeed very good at manipulating people's hearts. "

The Great Magister's explanation made Max Duran nod his head, and he asked again:

"So, madam, what you are saying is that in this battle, we will have two legendary Nagas fighting?"

"No, probably not."

Elisande waved his hand and said:

“There is a high probability that Saslin will not take action herself.

If she can become the chief maid of Queen Azshara, she will definitely not be a reckless person. When the situation is unclear, the most she can do is send her grudge Nagas under her command to conduct a tactical speculation.

But that's enough.

Our goal is not to completely defeat the Watchers, that would be of no benefit to us. When Naga disrupts the battle, we should rescue as many demon hunters from thousands of years ago as possible. The more, the better. "

"clear!"

The war advisor answered crisply, and then heard Elisande exhort:

"In addition, if possible, my advisor can help me find someone among those dark walkers.

Elisana Ravencrest is the only daughter of Lord Curtalos Ravencrest, Lord of Black Crow Castle, and the last blood descendant of the Black Crow Castle family.

Her father is a good friend of mine, and I can't ignore her because of his feelings and reasons.

Bring her back to Suramar. Her identity, her bloodline, and her father's glorious blessing allow her to naturally become the new leader of the demon hunters.

We also need her guidance to enter Val'sharah's Black Crow Castle, which has been abandoned for ten thousand years.

My great astrologer told me that he sensed through the stars that there is a huge power in Black Crow Keep that can be used by us. That power is very important to the rise of Shal'dorei. "

"As you command, ma'am."

The war advisor leaned forward and saluted, and in the large square of the Dark Night Fortress, five dazzling rays of light sprang up, quickly integrating with the huge magic power of the Dark Night Well, and opening a huge circular portal in place.

In the mirror-like scene created by the lingering magic, one can vaguely see the bay scenery of Azuna, a deserted land, on the other side of the portal.

There are also those vanguard troops who are busy.

As well as Chief Arcanist Thalyssra and Advisor Fandorth who were casting spells on the sea, the two legendary spellcasters teamed up to release hurricane magic that swept across the sea, blowing away the fog in the distant sea layer by layer.

The huge and chilling island hidden in the mist was exposed.

"Go ahead, my war advisor."

The Grand Magister's finger was raised, and she pointed at the portal, imitating the gesture she had taken when Queen Azshara, whom she once served, issued an order in her memory thousands of years ago.

explain:

"Lead our warriors to win the precious first victory for the rise of Sha'dorei!"

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"The fog barrier set up by the Cenarion Order is being quickly dispelled! Madam. Our owl scout has detected that an elite legion is gathering on the other side of the coast!"

Watching Island is bare, with little vegetation growing, like a desolate island.

A Watcher huntress wearing battle armor, holding a Night Moon Blade, and wrapping her entire body in a dark green blade-winged cloak, appeared from the darkness like a shadow.

She reported in a sonorous tone to Nasa, the commander of the island’s external defense:

"There are a lot of them, probably at least two thousand, and they are also equipped with very elite war idols. It is they who turn on the magic to dispel the barrier.

At the head are two legendary arcanists.

In addition, they were flying the battle flag of Suramar City! "

"Suramar City?"

The commander who was picking up the extremely sharp polished Shadow Moon Blade was stunned for a moment. She put on the owl-like helmet and looked at her sentry with her eyes under the helmet.

He said in a puzzled tone:

"Are you sure you read it correctly? Haven't those high-level elves been in the city barrier for ten thousand years? Why did they suddenly appear and attack Watch Island?

Are they crazy? "

"No one knows, Commander."

The sentry sighed and whispered:

"Even the tribesmen we have been protecting have almost forgotten our existence. A group of high-level elves suddenly went crazy and attacked us. Is there anything to be surprised about?

Tyrande's orders have no control over Elisande.

She was a cunning commander ten thousand years ago. She betrayed Azshara. No one can guess her thoughts. It is not unimaginable that she suddenly attacks us now.

Fortunately, the group of Moon Guards who were allied with Elisande did not come over, otherwise I would have had a headache today. "

"Why did this situation suddenly deteriorate like this?"

External defense commander Nasa shook her head.

She stood up straight, put her blade-wing cloak on her battle-scarred armor, and glanced outside. The team captains on guard appeared one after another from the shadows.

In less than a second, there were more than a dozen female Watcher warriors in front of Nasa.

"Cordana, you immediately go to Val'sharah to ask for help from the Druids and the Temple of the Moon, and ask them to send reinforcements as quickly as possible.

Mai Lin went to command the Moon Blade Ballista to establish a position on high ground to prevent the invaders from landing on the island.

The other captains stood their ground and waited for instructions.

Sisters, we all know what is being held on this island, and if they are released, it will plunge the world into uneasy chaos.

The moment we became watchmen, we made a moonlit oath.

Now is the time for us to fulfill our vows.

We don't know why these Suramar elves are coming, and we don't need to know! Watchers, take up your weapons. Anyone who dares to set foot on this island without any reason will be regarded as an intruder!

Let them never come back! "