Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 375 I was imprisoned for ten thousand years

  When Go'el decided to go with Grom to kill Mannoroth, something happened on the night elves side.

   Tyrande, who had been missing for a long time, finally appeared at the crossroads, and she also brought a night elf man blindfolded with black cloth and holding two green war blades.

   Malfurion was shocked when he saw the night elf man, "Illidan?! Why are you here?"

  The corner of Illidan's mouth curled into a mocking smile, "Brother, how many years have we not seen each other? I didn't expect that the first thing you said when you saw me was to care about this."

Malfurion angrily squatted on the ground with his staff and shouted loudly, "I still haven't forgotten the sins you committed. You betrayed your own people, and even planned to give birth to a second Well of Eternity even at the expense of your compatriots. It’s just that locking you up is already a merciless sentence!”

   "Oh? So I should thank you? Thank my brother for ordering me to be imprisoned for ten thousand years?"

"enough!"

Seeing the quarrel between the two brothers, Tyrande felt very headache. "The most important thing now is to defeat the Burning Legion. I think Illidan's understanding of demons will help us achieve the final victory before releasing him. I will bear all the consequences." !"

"But…"

Malfurion still seemed a little hesitant, but after struggling for a while, he still agreed, "Well, my brother, I hope you can really play a role in defeating the Burning Legion. We don't have a lot of demigods this time. Helped."

   "Hmph! Needless to say, destroying the Burning Legion has always been my lifelong wish. Besides, I have no interest in helping the tribe. I just want to help Tyrande."

"you!"

Charlemagne and the others looked at the scene of the night elf Bai Xue with interest not far away. At this time, the egg that was still in the form of a night elf always made Charlemagne feel very fresh. After all, he was used to Illidan's long hair Has bat wings and demon horns.

  Illidan has no interest in human communication. Although he saw Charlemagne, Varian, Kane and Goyle and other alien races, there was only a flash of surprise in his eyes, and he didn't go forward to say hello.

   It was the great magister Elisande who took the initiative to go up and chat with the demon hunter. Ten thousand years ago, the two belonged to the same camp of Azshara, and it is not surprising that they had contacts with each other.

In Illidan's view, the value of a person is only divided into useful and useless, and it just so happens that Elisande, the great magister at the peak of the epic, belongs to the useful part. He didn't put on airs, and chatted with her peacefully.

Others were not treated so well. During this time in the camp, the demon hunter offended many people with his arrogant attitude. In desperation, Tyrande had no choice but to send him to Felwood Forest. News, there seems to be some kind of corruption in this forest.

  Almost at the same time that Illidan led a small group of night elves to Felwood, Goel and Grom also embarked on a trip to Ashenvale to find Mannoroth.

  Charlemagne rubbed his chin and thought about it for a while, and finally decided to secretly follow Goyle and the others to see the situation.

As for Illidan, he also greeted this demon hunter during this period of time, but the attitude of the other party has always been not salty, and he obviously has no interest in him, so he is too lazy to put his hot face on other people's cold **** .

In addition, the leaders of various countries and tribes are still wrangling in the headquarters at the crossroads. Tyrande firmly opposes Malfurion's decision to let foreigners enter Mount Hyjal. Fandral and Malfurion are busy convincing her .

At the same time, the defense zones of various countries have to be demarcated after careful discussions. However, the night elves and the alliance have reached some agreements in private, allowing the Horde to be on the front line. After all, these orcs once entered Azeroth as invaders. However, all countries and ethnic groups have not yet been able to fully trust them.

  The second line of defense is built by the countries of the alliance, the tauren, furbolgs and other races, and the third and final line of defense is jointly built by the night elves, night children, and high elves.

  Although there is some commotion among countries in the alliance over the high elves being assigned to the third line of defense, after all, they were a family 10,000 years ago, so it will be much easier to communicate.

Charlemagne rode on Onyxia's back, and followed Grom and Goel carefully in the air to Ashenvale. The two orc leaders only brought a small part of the tribe's elite this time, and all the demons along the way were killed. They force their way through.

  Maybe Mannoroth’s vanguard army is just a partial division. At least Charlemagne only saw some demon guards, imps, and hellfires along the way, and none of the eredar, the core of the Burning Legion, was seen.

  After hearing Charlemagne's analysis, Onyxia asked suspiciously, "Master, where do you think the main force of the Burning Legion should be?"

  Charlemagne sat on the back of the black dragon princess and took out a map of Kalimdor to study for a while. "The area around Mount Hyjal is nothing more than these four places, Ashenvale, Azshara, Felwood, and Winterspring."

   "Ashenvale and Felwood each have a vanguard general in charge, and no traces of demons have been found in the Azshara area, which means..."

  Charlemagne pointed his hand at the southern area of ​​Winterspring. He vaguely remembered that there was a canyon full of demons here in later generations.

   "Wait, master, I have a problem."

   Onyxia suddenly interrupted Charlemagne's words in surprise, "The vanguard general of Ashenvale is Mannoroth, master, do you mean that Felwood also has a general of the Burning Legion?"

  Charlemagne smiled and patted the scales of the Black Dragon Princess. "That's right, if my predictions are correct, it should be Tichondrius, the leader of the Dreadlord, who went to the Felwood Corrupted Forest, but this guy should be dying soon."

Onyxia obviously didn't understand what Charlemagne meant, and her words were obviously full of doubts, "Master, are you saying that the demon hunter can defeat Tichondrius? But he is only at the peak of epic strength, how can he compete with half The god-level Tichondrius is fighting?"

"hehe…"

  Charlemagne showed a sneering smile, "It was impossible at first, but... who made the Burning Legion and the Scourge internally fight? The tragedy of Tichondrius will definitely be counted by the Lich King."

  As Charlemagne said, the death knight Alsace who was sent to Felwood Forest at this time was already looking for an opportunity to get rid of the leader who monitored the Lich King.

Tichondrius was the leader among the Dreadlords sent by Kil'jaeden, including Mal'Ganis who had been beheaded by him. The strength of the other Dreadlords was far behind Tichondrius. As long as we can kill this guy, maybe...

   Thanks to the book friends "A Yunmengze A" and "Turn Immortal" for their support.

  (end of this chapter)