King's Envoy
The sky gradually became brighter, and Trolls Warrior and the Elves prisoners under surveillance began to clean up the battlefield. They searched for every Elves corpse on the battlefield, distinguished them, or found the seriously injured but still alive, and handed him over to Elves Priest prisoner treatment, in short, every one can be saved!
Compared to the subordinates cleaning the battlefield, Zul'ra stood in the temple of Anowien, summarizing the post-war situation, and also contacted the other two war zones in the west and north. Last night was a general attack, and he only led half of the town's white-eared soldiers.★💔 ♙☮
In addition to half of the town of Zul'ra, there are two armies of Green Forest and Red Eyebrow to the west. They concentrated on launching intersecting attacks on Elves. As the supreme commander of High Elves, Sylvanas was also attracted to that battlefield and even staggered with Zul'ra.
The Lostro in the north were the white-eared soldiers from the other two and a half towns. They were responsible for covering up the Elves army that was trying to break through. Zul'ra followed the tactics of encircling the division and deliberately left a gap in the north. This approach also successfully made Sylvanas mistakenly believe that there was a way out and gave up on fighting to the death, which ultimately led to a major defeat.
This night was a nightmare for the Elvess, especially the Lor'themar units who broke out to the north. Their troops were ordered to break out to the north, but Lake Alendal did not arrive. Instead, they were dispersed halfway by a large number of the White-Ear Army ambush night attacks. Looking around, they could only feel that Trolls were everywhere.
Unlike Zul'ra's side, the two battlefields in the north and west had no room for affection. The fighting did not gradually stop until noon the next day. The dense forest was full of corpses. At least five to six thousand Elves died, and there were countless serious injuries. Sylvanas could only take more than two thousand people to hide in a valley and defend.
Facing the massive defeat of Elves, Zul'ra did not choose to attack further. Instead, all the troops began to gather together, gave up the pursuit of scattered Elves troops, and simply cleaned the battlefield, collected the bodies of their own dead in battle, and immediately returned to Battleaxe Ridge.
Facts have proved that Zul'ra did the right thing. Just the day after he gathered all the soldiers and counted the casualties, High Elves's new army rushed over from Silvermoon City. The number of people is unknown but it is certain that there are not a few. However, they were also stunned by the sight in front of them.
Facing the battle of Trolls, Silvermoon Council personally ordered, with Sylvanas as the commander, six thousand troops were dispatched from Tranquillien, and ten thousand troops were dispatched from Deatholme, combined with the two thousand troops of Anowien, for a total of eighteen thousand troops.
It had only been a few years since Alliance's victory over Horde. Silvermoon Council was very confident that the army would sweep away Zul'Aman, but they didn't expect to receive news of a request for help right away. They asked for help. When they prepared the reinforcements and rushed there, they found that the army of 18,000 people had been defeated.
Not only did it fail, but it was also a complete defeat. Except for the more than 5,000 people led by Sylvanas and Lor'themar who took shelter in the temporarily found valley during the chaotic battle, the other troops of the 18,000-strong army either died or were scattered in the jungle. In the end, only more than 1,000 people were barely recovered.
Nearly 7,000 living people, plus the 6,000 to 7,000 corpses gathered on the battlefield, left more than 4,000 people whose whereabouts were unknown. Based on the previous situation, Lirath can also know that these people were most likely captured by Trolls.
Sylvanas faced a messy situation and fell into deep self-blame and despair, because she not only caused the army to suffer a great defeat, but also lost her only brother. From the mouths of the remnant soldiers who came back from Anowien alone, she learned that Lirath did not withdraw Deatholme in time, but directly faced King of the Amani on the battlefield.
King of the Amani Zul'ra Jin, Sylvanas engraved this name deeply in his heart and secretly swore that if that ugly Trolls hurt Lirath even once, then he would definitely take off his head, nail his head to the tree forever, and kill every Trolls he saw in the future.
Just when Sylvanas blamed himself for despair, and hoped in his heart that Lirath would be better off being captured, news came from the military outpost that Trolls of Zul'Aman sent an envoy to see the commander. After receiving the news, Sylvanas immediately rushed to the big tent of the military camp.
"Aux?" Sylvanas squeezed past the guards and broke into the camp. He first scanned his mother and others in the camp, and finally fixed his eyes on the male Elves in front of his mother. He couldn't believe it when he saw a slightly familiar face.
"Yes, General, it's me." Aux looked at Sylvanas who was rushing from behind, his face extremely ashamed. He was captured again. Originally, he should have been with Sylvanas, but that night Sylvanas was eager to support the battlefield, and he happened to be resting.
"Tell me, Lirath, Lirath is he still alive?" Sylvanas looked at the confirmed man Elves, Without holding back, she wanted to pounce on him, grab him by the collar and ask, but was unexpectedly stopped by the two female rangers next to him. Aux couldn't help but take two steps back in fright when he looked at the officer who was about to pounce with a ferocious expression.
"That's enough, Sylvanas, get out, this is a military camp, not your private place." Lirath looked at his rude daughter and couldn't help but let out an angry shout.
"Huh, I'm sorry, Your Excellency General, please allow me to answer the general's question. This is King of the Amani's request. He said that if Your Excellency Sylvanas asks, he must answer. He said Lirath is a guest at his place and is safe. Please, please don't worry." Aux looked at Sylvanas's uncomfortable eyes and took two steps back in awe.
"Sylvanas, if you can't handle your emotions, get out of here." Lirath looked at his daughter who was about to lose her temper again and had to remind her solemnly.
"Sorry, Your Excellency, General, I lost my temper." Sylvanas almost wanted to cry when she heard Aux's words, but when she heard what he said next, she didn't feel angry. That despicable and shameless Trolls, but fortunately, before her anger could be expressed, she was stopped by her mother's severe scolding.
"Besides these, King Trolls, what else do you want to convey to you?" Lirath looked at his daughter who apologized and stopped expression, then turned to look at Aux, who had returned from prison.
"No more." Aux shook his head with a frustrated face, feeling that he would be nailed to the pillar of shame.
"Your Majesty, General, may I ask, what did King of the Amani ask Aux to convey?" Sylvanas was a little anxious. If the fight continued, Lirath, the prisoner, would definitely be in danger.
"Baron Sanguinar has arrived." A long salute was heard outside the tent. Lirath didn't even bother to answer. He gave a slight gesture to Sylvanas, then walked out of the tent to meet Elves, a strong man wearing luxurious robes. When he met him, he nodded to Lirath.
"Admiral, upon the king's order, all military operations will be stopped immediately, and someone will be sent to help the parliament communicate with Trolls." Listening to Sanguinar's words, Sylvanas's expression suddenly relaxed.
Thank you Zi Heng and Evil Moon Comet for the reward, and thank you for your support.