If the biggest instability factor in the Azeroth League is Adenpireno, the timid and selfish lord of Ultralist, then the second biggest instability factor is Quel'thalas, who imprints his pride in his bones.

The Kingdom of Quelthalas, a kingdom built by the high elves from Kalimdor six thousand years ago, almost represents the only magical civilization on the entire continent. Even Dalaran was established with their help. As a place where magic power gathers, the Sunwell provides an inexhaustible source of energy. They use the power of nature to obtain immortal life and power.

The Zhongzhou team had no intention of negotiating or influence in this high elf country. The stubbornness and arrogance made it difficult to convince them to be no less than to persuade the orcs to withdraw. So they just guided the occupation, and made a group of orcs come to Quelthalas, so they woke up the elves through facts. In fact, the orcs did complete this task well, allowing the group of high elves to fully understand how high the sky is and how thick the earth is.

On the banks of the Cheshui Lake, the silver-white armor of the high elves had already been covered with dirty blood, and the blue-purple cloak was even more ragged, and their handsome faces were full of fatigue and frustration. Although at the beginning, they relied on their superb magical attainments to completely suppress orc shamans and orc warlocks who absorbed dark power, and the elves archers continued to harvest orc lives with their fortifications, as the orc army gradually adapted, the elves almost never gained the initiative in war and retreated under the almost crazy barbaric offensive.

Facing those orcs who almost became crazy under the influence of demon blood in their bodies, the iron-made arrows can easily penetrate the simple armor, but they cannot penetrate the muscle layer completely. Unless they hit the throat or heart directly, it is not uncommon to have more than a dozen arrows inserted into their bodies and continue to kill like crazy.

As an archer, having keenness and precision is far from enough. The power required to pull a strong bow is never to be underestimated. The ancient Xiongnu Sagittarius soldiers were almost all strongmen among the tribe. Although the high elves had extraordinary talents in spirit, wisdom and sensitivity, their slightly weak physique made them not very good in endurance. It might be fine to pull the bow ten times in a row, but it was dozens, hundreds, and repeated day by day. Most of them had to use blood-stained fingers to pull the bowstrings for a period of time to curb the impact of the trembling of fingertips.

In addition to ordinary orcs, there are often traces of ogres or taurens. These giants are not something that ordinary elves can fight against. Basically, only mages can cause fatal damage to them. The plunderers composed of the most brave warriors are even more a nightmare. The wolf under their command can rush to the front of them from dozens of meters away in almost a few moments, and the heavy sword in their hands can cut off the elves and their armor and people.

Although there is no shortage of heroes like Silvanas or Illidan among the elves, and their natural elegance can make outstanding artists, commanders, poets, and outstanding mages or rangers, the elves swordsmen dancing elegantly at their feet are only suitable for small-scale battles, and the most discrete or short-lived cavalry, infantry and military formations in wars, they can be said to be the same as those of them.

The night elves are fine. They know their weakness in this area, so they mastered the method of turning into beasts through the way of nature, and also obtained the help of power from forests such as tree people and mountain giants. However, the extreme bias of the higher elves makes them unsuitable for the battlefield at all.

If it were just like this, then maybe it might be fine. After all, the high elves still have home advantage and are not irresistible with defensive offensives such as city walls and magic towers. However, the appearance of the huge crimson figure that covered the sky and the sun broke their last hope.

For the elves, the creator of the most brilliant civilization of Azeroth, if there is any race that can make them afraid, then only the dragon clan, which was directly created by Titans in ancient times, was the responsibility of protecting the world. Although the red dragons had appeared on the battlefield before, those books were only a few, and most of them had not appeared for long. They had never appeared directly in the form of a legion like this. The emotions called panic and uneasy spread in the army of the Kingdom of Quelthalas for the first time.

Although the Red Dragon Legion that suddenly appeared in the Tirisfalin land were basically young and their bodies were far less than that of the elders in the clan, they were already considered a huge creature for the horned eagle beasts raised by the elves. The heavy dark red scales on the bodies of these giant beasts in the sky were like super heavy armor, and the eyes that were like lava balls were even more cruel and murderous. They looked down at the creatures on the ground arrogantly in the air, and spit flames through their mouths, turning the earth into hot and deserted seas of fire.

At the same time, the Dalarans in the Violet Fort were also deeply shocked. After hearing this news, Anthony Das, who had always maintained a graceful demeanor, lost his calmness for the first time: "Nearly a hundred red dragons appeared suddenly in the Tirien Fallinland, and the Quelthalas Legion has been defeated. Once the Cheshui Lake falls, the Kingdom of Lordaeron will fall into the siege of orcs..."

"Damn it, I really don't know how those orcs got the Red Dragon to join their camp, and they even sent such a huge dragon army."

Rasterche, the leader of the Dalaran Trading Group, said angrily.

"To put it bluntly, these giant dragons are just an ancient monster. They are dominated by beastly nature. It is not impossible to understand the orcs now that they join. There are not many of the life fluctuations we feel from the alien plane. They are even stronger. However, it seems that Quelthalas and Lordaeron are not reliable anymore. Azeroth has been defeated one after another. Now it seems that we can only lead Ultralist and Lordaeron to resolve the crisis in Tirisfalinland."

Kelthuzad said coldly, the successive wars turned his depression into dissatisfaction with the dragon, and there was no respect in his words.

"Don't talk nonsense. The dragon clan, which bears the responsibility of guarding, will never take the initiative to provoke the war. Even if the orcs temporarily control the Red Dragon clan, their influence on these dragons cannot be too great. It seems that they are not at all reserved this time and are preparing to conquer Lordaeron directly. However, these orcs have always focused on the south side of the front before, so why did they suddenly move to the north side of the continent..."

Kenretto's leader, elder Drandon, stopped Kel's Thujad's remarks, but he also had his own doubts about the situation of the war.


Chapter completed!