Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Chapter 349 Constantine: Catching Shrimp? (add 22 for "Red Comet Mars")

The arrival of the Dragon Legion caused the Qiraji Empire, which was so powerful and prepared to send Anubisath as the vanguard to launch an attack, to hesitate.

The twin emperors behind them didn't expect that this war between mortals would involve supernatural beings like giant dragons... But in fact, the obsidian structure they held in their hands was also a fool, and it didn't belong to them or mortals. creation.

The battlefield that was about to move suddenly fell silent, and Andrea happened to transfer the heavily damaged main army from the filled Christa nest.

Two legions of night elves sit in front of Hive Zora and Hive Regal respectively. These two Hives are the only remaining Qiraji strongholds in Silithus today.

With the North Wall Fort as a relay point, the supply route of Erre'Thalas can reach Cenarion Hold unimpeded.

More than half a year has passed. Although due to various reasons, the number of troops that need to be supported is much smaller than originally expected, but the pressure on El Salas is still not small.

Fortunately, after the centaur was wiped out, the transportation route of the Dark Night Republic from north to south was completely cleared. Coupled with the continuous supply of supplies from Moonlight City from the sea through transport ships, there should be no major logistical problems for at least a year.

The automated puppet workshops in Anarchis and Moonlight City are running at full power. Counting the original inventory, the arcane puppets lost in the Christa nest were quickly replenished.

"Tirisfal Glades?"

Malygos looked at Andrea strangely and asked, "Why are you going to the Eastern Continent suddenly after the war? Don't you need to discuss strategy with Jarod?"

Andrea shook her head and said, "It is for the sake of the war that I plan to take a trip to the Tirisfal Forest. Depending on the situation, I may also go to the Badlands."

Malygos frowned in confusion, "... I don't understand what you mean, but based on what I know about you, you shouldn't do things that are irrelevant to the overall situation at such a critical moment, so I will accompany you for a walk." .”

In terms of strategy, the talented commander Garrod sits in charge, and Andrea is not worried about the situation in Silithus.

As the Kalimdor tauren gained a firm foothold in Mulgore, their follow-up reinforcements arrived one after another, and the coalition forces already had a clear advantage in terms of total troop strength.

As a coordinator, Andrea needs to consider not only the victory of this war, if only one tragic victory is won, it will not be good news for the authority of the Night Republic or the future situation of Azeroth.

After all, C'Thun is only one of the three ancient gods, and he is not the strongest one. N'Zoth, Yogg-Saron, and even the man-made ancient god Gouhu are secretly staring at him.

As Andrea learned from Xalatas, the relationship between the ancient gods is not good.

At this point in the war, except for the man-made ancient god Gouhu who restrained many Zandalari troops for his face, Yogg-Saron and N'Zoth still looked like they were sitting on the Diaoyutai, and had no intention of helping.

Andrea was not interested in the open and secret struggles within the Old Gods, and Yogg-Saron and N'Zoth acted foolishly just in line with his wishes.

From the beginning to the end, Andrea never thought about casting a wall of beetles. If it can be done at once, why wait until many years later to fight the second quicksand war.

Entrusting the full power of the Silithus battlefield to Jarod, Andrea, led by Malygos, crossed many distances to the Tirisfal Glades in the blink of an eye.

When one man and one dragon arrived at this vast forest, they just caught up with a good show.

...

Constantine Menethil, who was in charge of the royal army, stared at the thunder and lightning in the sky with empty eyes. This familiar scene made him feel deeply powerless.

"...Court Mage, didn't you say that the lightning of the scale before was enough to make Brunhilde overdrawn and unconscious?"

Constantine looked at the court mages whose foreheads were dripping with cold sweat, "What's going on now?"

Under the pressure of all aspects, Constantine made up his mind to conquer Hirud this time and take back Stromkar from Brunhilde.

As one of the seven human kingdoms that split from the Arathor Kingdom, the Menethil family's political significance to Stromkar is very clear.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Stromkar was held by the Hildren had not been confirmed, Constantine sent troops at the risk of tearing apart his face with other countries, just to obtain the king's sword that represented the righteousness of the Arathor Empire.

Constantine had a dream to turn Lordaeron from a kingdom into an empire in his own hands, and let the glory of Menethil spread all over the world. Stromkar is an important piece of puzzle for him to realize his dream.

Before the battle, Constantine repeatedly confirmed to the court mages that the mages recruited from Dalaran with these huge sums of money agreed unanimously.

The celestial changes of the scale before are absolutely unbearable by humans. Although I don’t know how Brunhilde attracted the lightning, even with the help of an artifact, Brunhilde, as a spellcaster, cannot fully bear it. This terrifying power of thunder.

Constantine was well aware of the looting of Alterac and Gilneas, but he did not return to repel the invaders, but continued to storm the valley fortress of Silud.

Seeing that this dilapidated checkpoint was about to be breached, a very visual scene appeared again, and this time the lightning power seemed to be stronger than last time.

"Boom!"

Thick thunder descended from the sky, and exploded in Lordaeron's position like a thunderstorm landing.

A giant with a height of more than 10 meters appeared behind the dilapidated valley fortress with anger in his eyes, and a dazzling thunder flashed in his eyes.

"Mortal, since you dare to ignore Andrea's warning and attack my family again and again, then don't blame me for acting regardless of my identity!"

Under the horrified gaze of Constantine and the Gilnean king stationed just on the southern border of Tirisfal Glades, the giant's deep voice shook the entire region.

"I am Thorim, the Lord of Storms! The master of the Xilud people for generations! Mortals, accept my punishment!"

"Crack!"

The sky near the fortress was completely illuminated by thunder and lightning, and countless thunderbolts seemed to directly connect the sky and the earth. As the vanguard, the twenty thousand Lordaeron troops were almost knocked down to the ground in the blink of an eye, each of them trembling and twitching on the ground. .

"It's... a monster!"

The dream in Constantine's heart shattered like fragile glass, and he ordered the herald next to him in horror, "Retreat! Retreat immediately! There are evil spirits guarding Herod..."

"Bold!"

"boom!"

Thorim heard Constantine's rude slander, and was annoyed that thunder and lightning struck him in front of him.

"Small and ignorant mortals, the majestic titan guardian is actually slandered by you as an evil spirit, you..."

"Storm Guardian, don't worry too much about him, please take back your Thunder Fury."

Andrea just teleported into the battlefield on the back of Malygos at this time, and the thunder that filled the sky was blocked by Malygos' body protection spell.

Thorim was stunned when he saw the huge blue dragon that suddenly appeared, and the violent anger in his heart finally began to subside.

"Blue Dragon King Malygos, and...Andrea?"

Thorim scratched his head in confusion, "Aren't you supposed to fight the Qiraji in Silithus? Why did you appear here?"