When the main force of the forest trolls set off, the barrier of Silvermoon City that had blocked the tribal army for dozens of days suddenly disappeared without warning.
"Crunch~"
The huge city gate opened inward, revealing a gap that only allowed two people to pass side by side.
At the same time, commotion began to be heard on the walls of Silver Moon City, and the soldiers stationed on the city walls turned around in panic to check the situation.
The high elf sentry who performed his duty rang the alarm bell at the top of the city. The rapid ringing caused the huge Silver Moon City to explode.
The cry of killing resounded through the city gate, and two groups of high elves belonging to different forces were attacking each other to seize control of the city gate.
This is from the perspective of Zul'jin and the trolls.
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 tragic wish passed down by countless generations of forest trolls was about to be fulfilled. Zuljin's heart was filled with excitement, but he did not completely lose his vigilance.
Taking huge risks, the troll vanguard took the lead in squeezing through the city gate under the command of Warlord Dakara.
It didn't take long for them to retreat again, waving to Zuljin with excitement, indicating that there was no danger ahead.
Now Zuljin was finally relieved and led his own bodyguards to rush towards the city gate.
He swore that he would see with his own eyes the ridiculous panic-stricken look of the high elves who claimed to be noble after they were invaded.
Just like the situation detected by the vanguard scouts, there was already chaos near the city 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 with beacons burning everywhere, Zuljin laughed happily.
"Despicable high elves! Today is the day for you too!"
"Haha~ What's so funny?"
Just as Zuljin was about to assemble the forest troll troops in the city gate square and rush straight to the Sunstrider Court along the avenue, an old chuckle suddenly came from the empty space in front of him.
At the same time, the originally open gate of Silvermoon City suddenly closed, shutting out the large army of forest trolls. Only a few hundred personal guards under Zul'jin remained in the city.
"Damn it! We were fooled!"
The warlord Dakara, who had not had time to enter the city, had a look of fear on his face, and the barrier that took effect again ejected all the trolls approaching the city gate.
"Shua~"
As a large area of pale blue arcane light and shadow flashed, the previous shouts of killing and the scenes of the high elves' civil war disappeared, replaced by a large number of fully armed and ready high elf elite soldiers.
Zuljin and his bodyguards were completely surrounded, with no possibility of escape.
Now, Zuljin finally realized that he had been deceived by the arcane magic that the high elves were best at.
This kind of large-scale illusion can definitely not be arranged overnight. Zuljin was shocked and angry and shouted to the old elf standing at the entrance of the Avenue of the Elders: "You... have known for a long time that I have connections with those nobles? !”
This old elf in gorgeous light armor is the current Sun King of Quel'Thalas, Anasteria Sunstrider.
As a meritorious king who personally participated in the troll war, although he is now old and frail, Anasteria still has ambitions, regardless of the persuasion of Salorian and others, and insists on facing Zuljin in person.
Anasteria, who was struck by the flames, was so magnanimous that she turned a blind eye to the ferocious momentum of Zul'jin, the trapped beast.
"Ha~ Zuljin, the current chief of the Amani Trolls, a self-righteous tyrant."
Anastria said calmly: "You are far behind the brave and resourceful chief of Sinsa 2800 years ago."
"Do you think I won't notice the unusual actions of the great nobles? Do you think I don't know they are colluding with the trolls?"
"Qiang!"
Pull out the gorgeous Flame Strike from the ground, and as the Sun King's surging magic power is injected into it, the blade of this artifact magic sword ignites with unique golden-red flames.
Pointing the flame strike at Zul'jin, whose face was full of rage, a cold light flashed in Anasteria's eyes.
"As early as you received the news of your son's death, you should have realized that your plan was exposed."
"It's a pity that you were dazzled by sadness, anger and hatred, and deceived yourself into thinking that the forest troll still had hope of coming back."
"Now, I, Anastria Sunstrider, the Sun King of Quel'Thalas, hereby tell you clearly..."
"Bah!"
A clear chirping of birds suddenly sounded, and an elemental phoenix composed purely of flames flew out from the tip of the sword of Flame Strike and gradually gathered into shape.
The fire phoenix scattered a large number of sparks when it flapped its wings, and its sharp eyes locked on Zuljin, whose expression changed drastically.
"The forest trolls have never had any hope of coming back, not since the founding of Quel'Thalas!"
"Feel the baptism of the sun's fire!"
"Boom!"
…
"Swish swish!"
Lileza's right hand pulled out an afterimage on the golden bow, and a large number of energy arrows composed of arcane magic suddenly fell from the top of the troll army.
Sylvanas and her mother have worked together for many years and have formed a tacit understanding that does not require words.
When a hail of arrows broke out in Leretha to block the enemy's march, Sylvanas led Lor'themar, Vereesa, Halduron and other senior generals to assist.
The combination of multiple flat shots over a large area and rain of arrows falling from the sky temporarily blocked the troll's advance.
"Let's go, there's no need to fight with them here."
Liresa calmly ordered the Far Travelers and Ranger troops who had just arrived on the battlefield: "Our advantage lies in mobile warfare. Move on, Rangers."
"yes!"
Liresa, who was responsible for breaking up the rear, took one last look in the direction of Silver Moon City.
'The Troll's forces have been dispersed. Your Majesty, what are you planning? '
"Bah!"
The cry of the phoenix sounded over the entire Yonge Forest, and golden-red flames suddenly surged into the sky in the direction of Silver Moon City.
This color of flame is very iconic and is a symbol of the actions of members of the Sunstrider royal family.
Prince Kael'thas left Dalaran and never returned. Now, the only person in Quel'Thalas who can emit such a powerful flame is the old kingdom of Anasteria.
The sudden burst of flames startled the trolls and high elves scattered throughout the forest, but its impact on both sides was completely different.
"Oh~ What a beautiful phoenix flame."
On the banks of the Allendale River, a large mixed army of humans and elves that had just arrived on a rapid march stopped temporarily.
Among the team, there was a handsome high elf with a somewhat cynical temperament and a short beard on his chin who had a playful expression.
Then he turned to look at a high elf female ranger with bright blond hair next to him.
"Alleria, it's time for us to say goodbye."
The unusually beautiful female ranger frowned and questioned: "Are you sure? It's so easy to return to your hometown. Why don't you go back and see Sarlayan?"
"Need not."
The male elf wearing dark leather armor lowered his head and chuckled: "He is my son, I know him better than anyone else."
"That kid must be on the battlefield right now. With Lireza 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 Sarlayan. Unfortunately, I couldn't make it in person. Please help me deliver it. There is also a letter I left for that stubborn and bad-tempered boy."
Alleria shook her head helplessly: "Okay, be careful, Gul'dan is not easy to deal with."
Julian stopped replying and waved to Alleria before sneaking into the shadows.
"Are you on the battlefield..."
After looking at the magic package that Julian asked him to hand over, Alleria's face showed a sincere smile that she hadn't seen in a long time.
"It is indeed very similar to Sharlayan's style."
Withdrawing her short-lived smile, Alleria returned to a serious expression, turned to a young human general with a somewhat troubled expression and said, "I've kept you waiting, Turalyon, let's continue marching."
"……OK."
Methodically ordering the army to move out again, Alliance General Turayan felt a little nervous.
'What is the relationship between Sarlayan... and Alleria? '
