Decision to Break Out
Regardless of whether it was wise or not, the words had been agreed. Oaks could only bite the bullet and left Anoveren under the escort of a group of elf warriors. He walked through a mountain road and came to the enemy camp in front of Battle Ax Ridge to report. Then he was led into the army alone by a group of trolls to meet with Sanla. ஜ۩۞۩ஜ ➅9ˢ ஜ۩۞۩ஜ
"In five days, your reinforcements will surely attack our army together!" Zul'ra looked at the man Elves Aux who came back in front of him, and listened to the words he conveyed, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"..." Aux listened to Zul'ra's words and looked at the tall Trolls whose face twitched. He didn't know how to answer, Lirath and Sylvanas said in front of him that Silvermoon City's reinforcements would arrive in three days. The Trolls in front of him also saw through it. He was not lying, nor was he lying.
"It seems that I guessed it right. Well, can I ask you to tell me who your current supreme commander is?" Zul'ra looked at Aux's depressed expression and couldn't help but nodded. Then he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to know who the enemy's current commander was. Could it be Queen Xi?
"Sylvanas, Sylvanas·Windrunner." Aux pursed her lips and spat out a name so stiffly.
"It turns out to be hope..., it turns out that my enemy is Sylvanas·Windrunner." Zul'ra Hearing the name Aux hit the center of his heart, he couldn't help but raise his head and wanted to blurt out "Queen Xi", but luckily he stopped in time, Sylvanas is not Queen Forsaken yet!
"Aux, I'm afraid I have to trouble you again." Zul'ra's heart was spinning, and he looked at the man Elves in front of him with a smile.
"It's not troublesome." Aux choked in her throat and tried not to be rude. Of course it's not troublesome. It's too late for me to be happy if you let me go.
"I ask you to bring a message to your commander, just say: I heard that Your Excellency Sylvanas belongs to the Windrunner family. His appearance is comparable to the holy moon in the sky and the fresh and delicate flowers on the ground. He is also good at ranger skills. I have admired you for a long time. Although we are hostile now, I am a person who pities flowers and loves the bright moon. If I don't ask you to surrender as soon as possible, I would..."
"I would like to give you Blood Elf Bracers as a gift. Although you and I belong to two races, if we can get along well with each other, not only can I avoid missing you, but I can also save Quel'dorei and Amani'lai from bleeding. You will definitely think deeply about such a beautiful thing, so I will see you in person on the third day to inquire about the results."
Aux was sweating profusely while repeating the words of Zul'ra, while looking at his superior from time to time. The so-called Blood Elf Bracers is a tradition among their distant relatives Night Elves, a symbol of love, trust and friendship. Although High Elves no longer uses this tradition, what the other party said was obviously teasing.
Listening to Aux's words, there was no emotion or anger on Sylvanas's beautiful face, but staff officer Lirath and others next to her had strange expressions on their faces. In fact, they should be angry, but for some reason, they always had the urge to laugh.
"Are you done?" Sylvanas looked at his men who were sweating profusely, and the knuckles of the hardwood bow in their hands turned slightly white.
"Say, it's over." Aux's words were a little awkward.
"Then Lirath, tell me the current situation!" Sylvanas turned his head expressionlessly, and Lirath quickly put away his strange expression upon seeing this.
"Based on what we have encountered so far, those Trolls are completely different from before. Not only have they become more disciplined, but their weapons have also been improved. The most important thing is that their bodies are no longer hunched and bent, but straight and straight. According to our past records, Forest Trolls is very likely to have received help from Zandalari Trolls. This was the case before we and the human Alliance."
Lirath retracted his strange look at his sister, and calmly recounted the information gathered on the battlefield. High Elves and Forest Trolls have been estranged from each other for a long time in the north of the mainland. They don't know each other's specific situation, but after all, they have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and they still know some of each other's roots.
"Transfer these situations back to Silvermoon City, everywhere on the battlefield now, has Lor'themar made a breakthrough?" Sylvanas asked.
"No, Trolls's defense line is very tough. The number of Lor'themar is not enough to break through there. In addition, Trolls to the west has completely cut off our road. They are constantly biting the troops behind us to fight, trying to Cutting up our team, our Warrior faced those straight Trolls with heavy casualties. Many Constructs have been damaged, and the mages can't help much. Their combat formation is very scattered, and there are Witch Doctor."
"Send two thousand additional soldiers to Lor'themar and tell him to open the gap before nightfall tomorrow. Where is Silvermoon City's reply?" Sylvanas asked.
"Silvermoon City's troops are gathering. They said the army won't arrive until noon in three days at the latest. However, five hundred Dragonhawk Riders have already gathered. They can arrive before noon tomorrow."
"Tell them to join the western battlefield as soon as they arrive, and let the troops try to cooperate to see if we can tear apart Trolls's siege from the rear." Sylvanas nodded happily, finally getting some reinforcements.
"General..." The female ranger in costume burst into the house.
"What's wrong?" Sylvanas looked at the female ranger who came in without changing her expression.
"News just came that Trolls to the west has stopped attacking." The blue light of Arcane in the female ranger's eyes was extremely wild, but mixed with a hint of worry.
"They should be accumulating strength and waiting for the general attack in three days. What should we do?" Lirath was a little worried when he heard the news. This must be the move made by King of the Amani who teased his sister.
"Let Lor'themar also stop attacking! Save up your strength and send a message to Dragonhawk Riders not to go to the western battlefield, but go directly to Lake Alendal. The day after tomorrow we will collectively break through from the northern area. Then Farstriders After broke up with me, let Lor'themar be the forward. After breaking through the encirclement, he immediately went to set up a defense line next to Lake Alendal, Lirath." Sylvanas turned to look at his brother.
"Yes!" Lirath straightened his body.
"You can directly return to Deatholme via teleportation from here." Sylvanas made an imperative arrangement.
"Yes, but General, Anowien is here..." Lirath did not argue about returning to Deatholme first. He is just a staff officer and should not go to the front line, but what should be done with the Anowien temple here.
"Give up! More than five hundred of our brothers and sisters have been captured by Trolls, and Zandalari Trolls may also intervene to pass this news back to Silvermoon City. Now relying solely on military operations may lead to unpredictable consequences, and let the parliament handle it."
Sylvanas had a headache. Anyway, she was in trouble this time. She thought that those Forest Trolls's power would be greatly reduced after the failure of Horde. Unexpectedly, they actually took the initiative to attack and seized the initiative.
Forest Trolls has changed. As rivals for thousands of years, High Elves has recognized this fact, but they don't know what consequences this change will lead to.
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