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When the main force of the forest trolls set off, the barrier of Silvermoon City, which had blocked the Horde army for dozens of days, suddenly disappeared without warning.

"Crunch~"

The huge city gate opened to the inside, revealing a gap that only allowed two people to pass through side by side.

At the same time, commotion began to be heard on the walls of Silvermoon City, and the soldiers stationed on the walls turned back to check the situation in a panic.

The dedicated high elf sentry rang the alarm bell at the top of the city, and the rapid ringing caused the big Silvermoon City to explode immediately.

The sound of shouting and killing resounded through the city gate, and two groups of high elves belonging to different forces were attacking each other, robbing the control of the city gate.

This is the view from Zul'jin and the troll.

The city gate that was finally opened opened and closed for a while, and it seemed that it might be taken back by the army loyal to the Sun King at any time.

The sad wish passed down by countless generations of forest trolls is about to be fulfilled, and Zul'jin's heart is ups and downs, but he has not lost his vigilance completely.

The troll vanguard, who took a huge risk, squeezed into the city gate first under the order of the warlord Dakala.

It didn't take long for them to back out again, waving to Zul'jin with excited faces, indicating that there was no danger ahead.

Now Zuerjin was finally relieved, and rushed to the city gate with his personal guards.

He had sworn that he would see with his own eyes the ridiculous look of the panic-stricken high elves who claimed to be noble after being captured in the capital.

Just like what the vanguard scouts had detected, there was a mess around the gate of Silvermoon City. Two waves of high elves from different forces were fighting fiercely, and no extra troops could be spared to stop the trolls entering the city.

"Hahaha!"

Looking at Silvermoon City, where beacons were burning everywhere, Zul'jin laughed happily.

"Despicable high elves! You also have today!"

"Hehe~ what's so funny?"

Just as Zul'jin was about to gather the forest troll's troops in the city gate square and head straight for the Sunstrider's court along the avenue, an old chuckle suddenly came from the empty space in front of him.

At the same time, the originally opened gate of Silvermoon City was shut with a loud bang, shutting out the forest troll's army, leaving only a few hundred personal guards under Zul'jin's command inside the city.

"Damn it! We fell for it!"

The warlord Dakala, who hadn't had time to enter the city, showed a look of horror, and the enchantment that took effect again ejected all the trolls who approached the city gate.

"唰~"

With the flash of a wide range of blue arcane light and shadow, the previous shouts of killing and the scenes of the high elves' civil war all dissipated, replaced by a large number of heavily armed high elves elite soldiers waiting for battle.

Zul'jin and his personal guard were completely surrounded, and there was no possibility of escape.

Now, Zul'jin finally realized that he was deceived by the arcane magic that the high elves are best at.

This kind of large-scale illusion cannot be arranged overnight, Zuerjin shouted to the old elf standing at the entrance of the Elder's Avenue in shock and anger, "You... have long known that I have connections with those nobles? !"

This old elf in ornate light armor is the current Sun King of Quel'Thalas, Anasterian Sunstrider.

As a meritorious king who personally participated in the troll war, Anasterian, who was old and frail but still ambitious, insisted on confronting Zul'jin in person despite the persuasion of Thalorian and others.

Anasterian, who was holding the Flame Strike, turned a blind eye to the ferocious aura of the trapped beast Zul'jin.

"Heh~ Zulkin, the contemporary chieftain of the Amani troll, a self-righteous tyrant."

Anasterian said indifferently: "You are far behind the brave and resourceful Chief Xinsa 2,800 years ago."

"Do you think I won't notice the abnormal actions of the great nobles? Do you think I don't know that they are colluding with the trolls?"

"Clang!"

Pull out the gorgeous flame strike from the ground, and with the surging magic power of the Sun King injected into it, the unique golden-red flame ignited on the sword body of this artifact magic sword.

Pointing the Flame Strike at Zul'jin whose face was full of rage, Anasterian's eyes flashed a cold light.

"As soon as you got word of your son's death, you should have known your plans had been exposed."

"Unfortunately, you have been dazzled by sadness, anger, and hatred, deluding yourself into thinking that the forest troll still has hope of making a comeback."

"Now, I, Anasterian Sunstrider, the Sun King of Quel'Thalas hereby tell you clearly..."

"Crazy!"

A clear bird song sounded suddenly, and an elemental phoenix purely made of flames flew out from the tip of the sword of Raging Flame Strike, gradually converging into shape.

When the fire phoenix flapped its wings, it sprinkled a large amount of sparks, and its sharp eyes locked on Zul'jin whose face changed dramatically.

"Forest trolls, there has never been any hope of a comeback, never since the establishment of Quel'Thalas!"

"Feel the baptism of the sun's fire!"

"Boom!"

...

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Li Reza's right hand drew an afterimage on the golden bow, and a large number of arcane energy arrows suddenly fell from the top of the troll army.

Cirvanas has cooperated with his mother for many years, and has formed a tacit understanding without words.

When Lireza broke out a rain of arrows to block the enemy's marching speed, Sylvanas led Lor'themar, Vereesa, Halduron and other senior generals to assist.

The combination of large-area multi-shooting flat shots and the rain of arrows from the sky temporarily blocked the trolls from advancing.

"Go, you don't need to fight with them needlessly here."

Li Reza calmly ordered the Far Traveler and Ranger troops who had just arrived on the battlefield: "Our advantage lies in mobile warfare, move, rangers."

"Yes!"

Li Reza, who was in charge of the break, took one last look at the direction of Silvermoon City.

‘The troops of the troll have been dispersed, Your Majesty, what are you planning? '

"Crazy!"

The phoenix's cry resounded over the entire Eversong Forest, and golden-red flames soared to the sky suddenly from the direction of Silvermoon City.

The flame of this color is very representative and is a symbol of the hand of the Sunstrider royal family members.

Prince Kael'thas left Dalaran and never returned. The only person who can emit such a powerful flame in Quel'Thalas is the old kingdom of Anasteria.

The sudden burst of flames surprised the trolls and high elves scattered throughout the forest, but it had completely different effects on the two sides.

"Hey~ What a beautiful phoenix flame."

On the banks of the Arendar River, a mixed human and elf troop that had just marched in a hurry stopped temporarily.

Among the team, a handsome high elf with a cynical temperament and a short beard on his chin had a playful expression.

Then he turned to look at a high elf female ranger with bright blond hair beside him.

"Aurelia, it's time for us to say goodbye."

This unusually beautiful female ranger frowned and questioned: "Are you sure? It's hard to go back to your hometown, why don't you go back and see Sharlayan?"

"Need not."

The male elf in dark leather armor lowered his head and chuckled, "He is my son, and I know him better than anyone else."

"That kid must be on the battlefield right now. With Li Resa helping to take care of him, I believe he will be fine."

"correct."

Julian Deep Shadow took a magic package from his waist and threw it to Alleria.

"This is the coming-of-age gift I planned to give to Sharlayan. Unfortunately, I couldn't make it in person. Please pass it on for me. Here is the letter I left for that stubborn brat."

Alleria shook her head helplessly: "Okay, be careful, Gul'dan is not easy to deal with."

Julian didn't answer any more, and waved his hands to Alleria with his back before sneaking into the shadows.

"Are you on the battlefield..."

Looking at the magic package handed over by Julianto herself, Alleria showed a sincere smile that had not been seen for a long time.

"It's really like Sharlayan's style."

Withdrawing her short-lived smile, Alleria regained her serious expression, turned her head to a young human general with a tangled expression, and said, "I kept you waiting, Turalyon, let's continue marching."

"……Row."

Orderly ordered the army to move out again, but Turayang, the general of the alliance, was a little bit twisted in his heart.

'What is the relationship between that Sharlayan... and Alleria? '