Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

After Kael'thas returned to Taquilin, he first went to Creevey Windrunner's tent. In addition to the priest, there was also a young and beautiful fair-haired female elf, and her left hand was also wrapped in a bandage.

He also knew this elf, it was Alleria Windrunner, and it seemed that she was also injured in the previous battle.

"Your Highness, you are here." After seeing the pastor, he hurriedly saluted, and Aurelia also stood up and bowed slightly.

"Don't worry about me, how's Creevey?"

"The right arm is broken and I'm exhausted. There's nothing serious about it." The pastor said calmly. "He just woke up once, and he relaxed after learning that the reinforcements had arrived. I fed him some supplementary medicine, and he's already asleep now. caught."

"Thank you." Kael'thas nodded.

Seeing that Kael'thas seemed to have something to say, the pastor put down the bandage in his hand, turned and walked out of the tent.

"Aurelia, tell me about the situation here after Creevey arrived." Kael'thas asked after seeing the priest leave the tent.

"Okay, Your Highness." Alleria began to talk about what happened recently.

Kael'thas listened and took notes.

According to Alleria's story, when Creevey Windrunner arrived at Taquilin, the First Ranger Legion hadn't arrived yet, so he hurriedly organized Taquilin's defense force and first built two security lines in the south.

After the first Ranger Legion arrived, he expanded the second security line into a defensive position. Because according to the information he collected, the number of trolls on the opposite side was far from what a First Ranger Legion could fight in a field battle, so he could only rely on positional warfare to try to kill the trolls, and at the same time, he kept sending messengers to Silvermoon City for help.

"Three days ago, our scouts reported that a large number of trolls had gathered in the south, and my father hurriedly ordered the rangers to bring their weapons and equipment to the position." Alleria took a breath, and then continued, "From that day on, the trolls Started attacking our defenses like crazy. We killed at least 1,500 trolls on the first day, but the trolls kept coming."

"At noon the next day, our arrows were exhausted. Under the leadership of my father, we fought a brutal hand-to-hand battle with trolls. Elves and trolls died every moment." Aurelia seemed Recalling that cruel afternoon, "We had a hard time that afternoon, the Ranger Legion on the frontline was rapidly attrition, my father mobilized the townspeople of Tarquilin and the elves who fled from the south, and asked them to carry the injured ranger back to resettle. You have also seen that the large and small tents are full of wounded soldiers."

"On the third day, that is, today, the trolls can already set foot on our position. The number of rangers is too small. My father can only take the lead and fight repeatedly with the trolls. If you come half a step late, I miss you What you see is not a broken defensive position, but a taquilin with countless dead bodies."

Kael'thas was a little ashamed. After learning about the situation, he stood up and patted Alleria's shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, you guys take good care of your injuries and leave the rest to us."

Alleria nodded.

"In addition, do you have any reliable rangers to recommend to me? I need a deputy to help me now."

"Uh, there is one candidate, but His Royal Highness, it is estimated that it will be difficult for you to persuade him."

"who is it?"

"Hoke Qingge, the former leader of the Ranger Detachment of the Temple of the Sun."

"I see, where is he now?"

In the tent next door, his thigh was impaled by a troll, and he should be better by now. "

"Okay, you have a good rest, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, Your Royal Highness."

In the tent next door, Hawk Qingge had already stood up, started to pack his equipment, and prepared to go to the front line again.

Kael'thas opened the tent door and walked in. Then he saw a tall elf with his back turned to pack his weapon.

"I'll go back to the front line right away, you can give this tent to other wounded soldiers." The elf said without raising his head.

"Song of Hawke?" Kael'thas asked softly.

"Huh?" At this time, Hawk Qingge raised his head and saw an elf he didn't know, but he was familiar with it.

"you are?"

"I'm Kael'thas Sunstrider, can we talk?"

"Oh, so it's His Royal Highness." Hawke Qingge was taken aback when he heard the words, but then said very coldly: "I don't think there is anything to talk about, Your Highness."

"Elton Daywalker is dead, he died under the phoenix flag on the position. I need a deputy now. Creevey Windrunner is unconscious. Alleria recommended you to me."

"Oh, what does His Royal Highness want me to do?" Hawke Qingge's tone was flat, with no emotion, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.

"I said that I need a deputy to help me command, and I can take revenge for you." Kael'thas said calmly.

Hawk Qingge was stunned for a moment, then stood up and solemnly bowed to Kael'thas: "Anar' belore! Former Sun Temple Ranger Captain Hawk Qingge is willing to serve you!"

"Okay, don't do these nonsense anymore, the front line is urgent, let's go!" Kael'thas turned around and walked out of the tent after speaking, Hawke picked up the short knife that had been wiped, and looked at the blue sword on it. With a "choke" sound, he inserted the knife into the scabbard, and walked out with the bow on his back.

In the troll camp, Muriel and Hai'an are discussing the attack.

"I think it's time to notify Master Gagolakin." Muriel said to Hai'an, "The Long Ears have sent a mage, and we must respond, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve greater results."

"I agree with you," Hai'an looked at the rough map, "and I think Cliff and Vargas can be transferred to attack with us."

"I'm afraid Gagolakin will not agree."

"Let Cliff use 'that'." Hai'an said.

"But that's an act of blasphemy against the ancestors!"

"If you don't give it a try, I'm afraid we won't even see our ancestors!" Hai'an also retorted.

"Then write to Gagolakin, write our opinions, and let him make the final decision!"

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Eastern front battlefield, Farstrider Fortress.

"Taranas, what are the casualties today?"

"It's almost the same as before, with five lightly and seriously wounded and two dead." Taranas replied, "But I feel that the trolls on the opposite side are about to lose their hold, and our ranger's morale is very high, and the rounds of battles these days are also greatly improved. Raised their fighting skills."

"Have you read the battle report on Taquilin in the west?"

"I've seen it, what's your opinion?"

"I think the trolls here are about to retreat without your attack. They will concentrate their forces to attack the front line of Taquilin, but I still can't figure it out."

"What can't you figure out?"

"What are they going to rely on to keep us from hitting their backs?"

Taranas had no idea either.

"I don't know, but with so many years of preparation, I believe we will be able to settle the problem soon."

Aristophanes nodded, thinking of the several warehouses of war supplies he had accumulated, he also became full of confidence.

"That's right, soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, I don't think the troll can come up with any tricks!"

Outside of the Farwalker Fortress.

"My lord, we found a path that bypasses the fortress and leads to the tomb!" A troll scout stood in front of Cliff and Vargas and said.

"Really?" Cliff stood up abruptly.

"Yes, my lord! This is a path along the woods at the foot of the mountain in the northwest. I didn't find it before because it was full of spiders, and we didn't investigate deeply."

"Great! Vorgas, it's getting dark soon, you lead the rest of the voodoo archers to open the way, and I will come with the priests after preparing the sacrifices!" He wanted to say when he saw Vorgas What, interrupt him directly, "Don't you want to go to the front line? After this mission is over, we will definitely be transferred to the western front, and we won't have to stay in the woods to eat bugs anymore!"

"Obey, my lord!" After saying that, Vorgas led the voodoo shooter who was still alive and quickly followed the scout out of the open space.

"Priests, prepare our sacrifices and sacrificial vessels, we will set off as soon as it gets dark!"