"Oh, it's quite lively!"
Command Room's Great Door was pushed away. Dick, whose whole body was covered in stains, his hair was messy, and his armor had serious corrosive traces, walked in slowly. Liadrin followed behind him, carrying a female Elf wearing a green robe.
The two people walked into Command Room. Dick made a gesture. Liadrin threw the Elf he was carrying on the chair next to him. Jarod's eyes immediately widened!
"You... you captured a Green Dragon!"
Tyrande's eyes also narrowed. As Moon Priestess and Elune's Chosen One, she keenly felt the breath coming from Dick. It was the same breath as Moon Goddess's, but it was completely different in nature.
Moon Priestess didn't care about Paladin bringing back a seriously injured girl Green Dragon.
"Okay, it's not a prisoner, but there are some unexpected circumstances."
Dick sat down next to the round table. Ms. Liadrin thoughtfully brought him a glass of water. Dick looked at Jarod, then at Tyrande, and then said,
"Green Dragonflight is in trouble."
"What do you mean?"
Jarod asked.
"You should ask her. In short, it is a very troublesome matter."
Dick pursed her lips at the girl Green Dragon who was holding her abdomen with difficulty. The latter didn't wait for Jarod to ask questions, so she closed her eyes and said,
"Emerald Dream... was Corruption, the dark Nightmare eroded our consciousness, Master Taerar took us to escape Emerald Dream, but the queen... the queen Imprisoned by Lethon those Corruption, and Lord Eranikus, it... its soul was split, Nightmare Tyrant, it was it that presided over this Betrayal!"
"Nightmare? What is that?"
"King of Nightmares, it calls itself Xavius. We don't know where it comes from, but it has been lurking among Dream. Even World's Sleep has not been able to detect it."
"Bang!"
Jarod placed his palms on the table fiercely. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at Tyrande, whose face became increasingly ugly.
"Look at the good deeds you and Malfurion have done. I asked you to kill Xavius, but you said that all sins should have the right to repent and be exiled? Open your eyes and take a good look. The prisoners you exiled are strangling our companions to death!"
Dick holds Smoking Pipe in his mouth. This was picked up from the ruins of Dalaran. It belongs to Archmage and is a relic of Antonidas. Old Mage cherishes this Ebony. Smoking Pipe has cast a subtle spell on it. The tobacco leaves in it are always full and can be ignited with just one command.
"Wisdom Is Priceless!"
Dick grunted, Smoking Pipe filled himself with tobacco, and then lit it himself. He took a deep breath of the fragrant smoke, stretched out his hand, and pressed Jarod's palm down,
"Okay, Jarod, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's find a way to enter Emerald Dream to save people. Ms. Delia Sera and I started a war between those crazy dragons and Demon. Before it calms down, we have to find a way to rescue Queen Ysera."
After saying that, Dick turned his head to Tyrande. He looked at the ten thousand-year-old wife and pursed his lips.
"If I guess correctly, there is no way to wake up Sleep and Druid, right?"
Tyrande looked melancholy, hesitated for a moment, and nodded.
"Very good, then this is not just a matter between me and Jarod."
Dick moved his exhausted body. In order to treat the dying Green Dragon girl Delia Sera, almost all of his Stamina was squeezed dry. He leaned on the chair and spread his hands.
"Holy Light has a certain suppression effect on Nightmare. Please discuss countermeasures. We can help at any time! Oh, by the way, maybe you can find a way to contact Orcs, those rough-skinned and thick-bodied guys,
It's perfect for use as a human shield!"
The night elves are an out-and-out immortal species. When Tyrande broke the agreement with the Aspect Dragon and did not use the energy of the world tree Nordrassil to resurrect the demigods who died in the battle, this thriving world tree brought the blessing of eternal life to the night elves in Mount Hyjal.
Their character is very lazy, which is a common problem among all Immortals. However, when facing the disaster of genocide, these Elf are still very efficient. Early the next morning, the Huntress of the brigade and the surviving Druid drove into Ashenvale Frontline. Starfall Lake and Dick in the distance even saw a dozen ruthless characters carrying iron Owl Helm, wearing Blade Cloak, holding Warglaives, walking like shadows around Camp.
That was Wardens, War of the Ancients period, Night Elf's sharpest one, Shadowblades, by the female Elf who had been trained since childhood Composed of, with ruthless attacks, Combat Techniques is smart and can control the power of shadow. He is a first-class assassin. When necessary, he can also be a battlefield killer Avatar.
But from what Jarod said, it seems that Tyrande felt that the number of Wardens was getting smaller and smaller, and the training methods were too cruel, so they canceled the Wardens organization thousands of years ago. As a result, now, only a small number of secretly taught Wardens are still able to fight.
This kind of pity, in Dick's opinion, is simply an incomprehensible Madonna disease. If he had Wardens's training method in hand, he would definitely be able to train as many as he could. Dick would never have too little of such a powerful weapon.
But now Dick has more important things to do. He is standing alone in Command Room, and Liadrin is guarding the door, not allowing anyone to approach.
Dick sat on the chair, calmed his mind, and called softly,
"Mr. Nozdormu, I need your help!"
After calling for nearly ten minutes, the pale yellow light shone through the entire Camp, and everyone fell into stillness. The familiar Time Stop, the familiar way of appearing, but every time it was so shocking.
"Dick, Time Traveler, what's the matter?"
"Second Demon War, we plan to rescue Ysera. Green Dragon is basically done here. Can you free up your hands over there? Send some Bronze Dragon over to join the battle."
After hearing Dick's suggestion, Nozdormu was silent for a few seconds, and then the voice like the old man next door sounded again,
"Unfortunately, I... can't."
Facing this answer, Dick was already mentally prepared, but he still asked one more question,
"Is it Infinite Dragonflight?"
"Yeah, no matter how careful Bronze Dragon is, these guys will always appear in countless Timelines. My Champions are in countless Timelines with Infinite Dragonflight battle, this is an endless war, we are no longer able to intervene in Mortal World's affairs... But if you don't mind, I can send some Recruits to support, but their Combat Strength..."
"It doesn't matter, as long as we have support!"
Dick snapped his fingers and said in a relaxed tone, "I rescued Jarod, and I also plan to Resurrection those Wild God. The intensity of this war is destined to be lower than in the original history."
Nozdormu reminded with a smile,
"I want to remind you that if you do this, the known history will become more elusive, and it is not necessarily a good thing for Demigod to return to this world too early. In the face of enemies like Great Demon, they will not be able to play a decisive role."
After finishing speaking, Nozdormu's voice became serious,
"Your ideas are very dangerous! Dick, you are trying to challenge and significantly change history! And in my opinion, you have not understood the true meaning of history!"
"Significant changes in the direction of history. Isn't that why I came to this world?"
Dick shrugged and patted his chest confidently. He felt very good now. As long as he could save Ysera and Green Dragonflight join the war, Demon's advantage would be greatly reduced!
"Okay, Dick, I can't convince you, then go ahead according to your ideas. This is the path of Chaos. I can't see the way forward clearly, but maybe you are right! But I want to remind you, Tyrande People like and Malfurion, Thrall must not die here. Second Demon War must also win. You know, if Time Collapse is caused, I can't save you."
The pale yellow light dissipated, Dick breathed a sigh of relief, and he moved Fist.
This is his third Large Historical Node. Compared with Stratholme and Quel'Thalas, the scope for him to gallop this time has become wider and wider. Historical changes do not happen overnight. When Dick completed nearly 20% of the reversal of New History of the World, the new history has become more and more stable, enough to support him to participate more actively in historical events.
Dick believes that one day, even if he personally kills important historical figures like Arthas or Tyrande, it will not cause Time Collapse. When that day comes, it will be a truly new chapter in history.
"Dick, Jarod are ready to go!"
Liadrin shouted outside the door, Dick responded, carried Fire of Justice behind his back, grabbed the sheathed Crusader's Longsword, adjusted his armor and clothes, and strode out of the room.
The plan made by Jarod was very risky, this was Dick's first reaction.
But the success rate is very high!
Jarod and Dick, with the troops of Paladin and Elf, are responsible for delaying the attack of Whelp and Drakonid, Tyrande took Wardens and several other Hero, broke into World's Sleep, and eliminated Emerald Dragon who imprisoned Queen of Dreams. As for the most troublesome Nightmare Tyrant The important task of leading Eranikus away was handed over to Thrall, Varok, Grom, who came in a hurry, and Vol'jin, whose face was covered with oil paint.
The trio of Orcs Hero, who are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, have T-shirts, breasts and output, are the most suitable for this job. However, what makes Dick a little regretful is that I heard that another Hero Rexxar recently helped Tauren evacuate at Desolace and was unable to participate in this battle.
Although Grom and Varok are still troubled by "Poisonblood Disease", they said that they can still do it if it is just to contain them.
Dick estimates that Orcs may have another plan for coming here so actively. With so many elite soldiers and generals gathered together, why not take the opportunity to make a surprise attack, kill Mannoroth the Destroyer, and completely eliminate Orcs's "Poisonblood Disease".
But Dick did not express this speculation. The person directing the battle now is Jarod. I believe that Elf will make the appropriate judgment.
To be honest, such an unexpected situation actually disrupted Dick's original plan, and Elf's unusual movements also attracted the attention of Demon who were wreaking havoc in Ashenvale. Dick estimated that after they set off, Demon will come to attack Ashenvale Frontline. If they cannot come back in time, First Expeditionary Army will be in danger of being destroyed.
"Erigor, if... I mean if, if Demon's offensive is fierce and unable to resist, you can choose to retreat and withdraw the Barrens, Orcs has Second Defensive Line in Durotar, let them stand in front, we will come back as soon as possible!"
Dick whispered to Paladin Commander before setting off.
"I understand, Dick, feel free to go!"
Erigor is an old soldier. He has been active on the battlefield since he was young. It has been more than ten years since the war. Dick has more confidence in him than in himself.
Ashenvale In the dim light of another early morning, thousands of truly elite troops set out.
Nightsaber, Warhorse Hawkstrider and Druid who transformed into Reindeer and moved forward, all of them had solemn faces. Felwood had been beaten into a pot of porridge, relying only on King of the Forest Cenarius, cannot stop the terrifying Great Demon at all, and it is only a matter of time before the Demon that destroys everything Alliance Forces enters Mount Hyjal.
However, Elf's large army was blocked in Ashenvale. They could only use refueling tactics to try to recapture Defensive Line of Felwood. The situation has reached the worst level. If Druid trapped in Emerald Dream cannot be rescued this time, Burning Legion, then Mount Hyjal, whose current military strength is extremely empty, can only let Great Demon run rampant.
Dick is riding on the horse, his eyes are clear, but he also has troubles. Ever since he set foot on the land of Kalimdor, a question has been lingering in his mind.
"Originally, the union between Night Elf and humans, Orcs, was established by Medivh in the soul state. Now that the union is complete, where is Medivh, this Prophet?"