Preparations for War

"As the Night Elf empire continued to grow, Queen Azshara's dogmatic belief in 'racial purity' permeated the souls of the Night Elves. The Trolls, who openly displayed hostility, were toyed with and crushed by the Kaldorei using various forms of magic. The Queen viewed the Trolls as nothing more than a bunch of clowns, finding no interest in conquering them. Ultimately, the Queen reached a reconciliation with the Zandalar tribe, who stood above all other Trolls. Azshara granted the Trolls a great mercy, promising to leave the Zandalar Mountains to the Zandalar clan. The Trolls, knowing they had no chance of victory, were forced to agree. In the end, this humiliating reconciliation left the Trolls with a hatred for the Night Elves that would last for generations." History of the Night Empire — by Saruman

History books are written by the victors, but what was the true history like? Let us review the pivotal battle together. For this war that cemented the ruling status of the Kaldorei, Prince Azar gave it a very fitting name — "The Handover of the Scepter."

Queen Azshara had prepared for this war for a long time. Just as the war was about to begin, she paused; she did not mind preparing a little more. She unleashed her patience, and her goal was simple — victory. She reprimanded Dath'Remar, the Captain of the Guard who had slandered Prince Azar and Princess Sophia in the Council Hall, and demoted him to road construction. Of course, it was road construction for the sake of the war, and the labor force consisted of Gurubashi Troll captives. At this moment, her theory of "racial purity" was perfectly interpreted: apart from the Kaldorei, all other races were inferior and existed only to be consumed. It is easy to imagine how many of these losers of war would remain alive once the transport network to the south was completed. Why did the Queen want to build roads? In all of Zin-Azshari, only her personal handmaiden Vashj knew some of the reasons. The Queen was waiting for a reply, a reply from Elathalas—or to be precise, waiting for a reply from the Prince. Just as she had expected, Prince Azar agreed to send troops, but in his reply, he requested some time to prepare, so the Queen bored herself by building roads.

"War is a matter of vital importance to the state; the province of life or death, the road to survival or ruin, it must be thoroughly examined." At this moment, Azar was educating his daughter and subordinates.

"This is a great war concerning the rise and fall of the Kaldorei. Our opponent is the former ruler, the Zandalar! We are overturning the royal power! Therefore, one cannot be too careful."

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

"We must not only grasp our own situation but also understand our opponent. How many troops does the Zandalar have? Do they have secret forces? Is their combat power strong? We must figure it all out. Deep in enemy territory, what is the terrain like? Where should we choose to fight the decisive battle? Where might the enemy ambush us? We must have a psychological bottom line for these things as well. Does that dead woman think she is invincible just because she beat the Gurubashi? Does she not know that the Zandalar also use magic? The Mogu are even more proficient in magic than we are!"

My Prince, we have humbly learned everything you said before, but could we please pretend we didn't hear that last sentence? For a moment, no one spoke. To break the awkwardness, Princess Sophia, who held a special status, said: "Alright, Father, I will establish contact with Mother. Please stop complaining. Everyone is waiting for your arrangements."

"Maiev, take orders!"

"Present!"

"Send out all the Sentinels! I will give you one month to find out the information I need!"

"Yes!"

"Afanti!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Two tasks. 1. Collect information on all merchants' goods and analyze useful intelligence! 2. Cut off the outflow of weapons and medicine. Can you find a reason?"

"Rest assured, this is my specialty!"

"Sophia!"

"Yes, Father."

"Arrange the logistics, weapons, equipment, food, and medicine. Most importantly, establish good contact with your mother. On the battlefield, opportunities are fleeting; poor communication will cause big problems."

"I will arrange it immediately!"

"Daphne, arrange the troops. The Mage Legion will not participate this time; send only an observation squad. Gather all the Elf Hunters and equip them with the latest model of weapons."

"Does the Warrior Legion not need to be gathered?"

"How many legions have switched to mounts?"

"Five."

"Bring them all!"

"Do we need to withdraw some troops from the Great Wall Legion to defend Elathalas? 15 legions are all the physical strength we have now."

"No need. Three Warrior Legions and six Mage Legions are enough to guard it."

The meeting ended, and the war machine of all Elathalas was fully activated.

Zin-Azshari, the Queen's bedchamber.

"Look, he is even more concerned than I am!" Azshara received the war preparation report from Elathalas and joked with Vashj beside her. It was evident that the contents of the letter satisfied her greatly.

"You are the Queen, the Light of Lights of the Sin'dorei! All Sin'dorei must listen to your voice!"

"How are our troop arrangements?" Ignoring Vashj's flattery, Azshara turned to ask Xavius, who was in front of her.

"The mage forces have finished gathering; we have prepared 6 Mage Legions. The Warrior Legions have also gathered; this time we are dispatching 15 Warrior Legions, and 3 legions of Elf Hunters. There are also 20,000 priestess troops and Sentinel troops."

"Add another Mage Legion and two Elf Hunter legions! Azar is bringing 150,000 troops, so I will bring 300,000. I just want to have more than you!"

"I will arrange it immediately."

He accepted the order mechanically, automatically ignoring the second half of the sentence. Everyone now turned a blind eye to the Queen's occasional temper tantrums. Not to mention Xavius, a close minister who had to face the Queen frequently.

"Pass the decree to Dath'Remar: completion within three months. Three months later, the whole army sets out! This time, no one can stop the rise of the Sin'dorei!"