During the more than two months of hard training with the Morning Frontier Legion, Sarlayan himself was not idle either.
Since he is not a Paladin himself, Sarlayan can only rely on the theory of Holy Light provided by the barrage to guide the soldiers of the Morning Frontier Legion.
Not all of these theories on paper are correct. After verification, many errors and omissions were discovered.
The Paladin was originally an emerging profession. It had been created less than five years ago. Even Alonsos Fao could not guarantee that every idea he proposed was correct.
Archbishop Alonsos Faol of the Church of Holy Light has only one brain, while Sarlayan has an entire advisory group from another world.
In the words of barrage, three cobblers are as powerful as Zhuge Liang.
After brainstorming, the paladins of the Morning Frontier Legion have made rapid progress, and have developed strong combat effectiveness under the tempering of Sarlayan's various modern military trainings.
Eight years after the Dark Portal, with the end of the Second Orc War, peace finally returned to Azeroth.
But today's peace is only about the overall situation. There will still be some local conflicts in the eastern continent and Kalimdor.
The intelligence personnel of Backlight Blade are still doing their best to send back the latest intelligence from all over the world.
The internal conflicts among the night elves have become increasingly fierce. Although neither the conservative faction nor the reformist faction intends to use force, the intrigue between them has been brought to the surface.
Being coerced and sandwiched by someone, Malfurion had a headache. He felt that neither the left nor the right were human beings. Whichever side he supported, the other side would spray spittle all over his face.
Jarod and Malfurion did not want the scope of this ideological difference to continue to expand. The two reached an agreement in private and began to cool down the escalating situation, trying to get the red-faced parties back to the negotiating table.
Through Quel'Thalas, the tauren of Kalimdor strengthened their ties with their distant Highmountain cousins in the Broken Isles.
With the completion of the majestic mountain city of Thunder Bluff, the tauren established a firm foothold in the Mogolei Prairie and began to cautiously expand their influence outwards.
As soon as they began to explore the Barrens, the tauren clashed with the local toboar king, the quilboar.
The wild boars also participated in the ancient wars thousands of years ago, and fought bravely under the command of the wild boar demigod Agamaggan.
Agamag tried his best and died on the battlefield of the ancient war.
Since then, the quilboar, who lost the guidance of the demigods, began to degenerate, cut off contact with other intelligent races in Kalimdor, and wallowed in the mud in the Razorfen area all day long.
As an intelligent race that has lost the guidance of demigods, the furbolg's performance is much better.
The furbolgs in Ashenvale have made initial contact with the tauren exploring the Barrens. They are both native intelligent races of Kalimdor, and both parties are interested in reaching further cooperation.
The Eastern Kingdoms on the other side.
The Kingdom of Stormwind is still implementing its revival plan step by step. After taking care of Elwynn Forest, King Valeera ordered the pioneer team to head to the surrounding Redridge Mountains and Western Wilds.
The Bronzebeard dwarves and gnomes guarded their one-third acre of land as always. They had no plans to expand, and they did not allow outsiders to encroach on their territory.
Compared to the peaceful central and southern parts of the continent, the northern part of the continent is much more lively.
Seeing that the overall situation in Azeroth is gradually stabilizing, the forest trolls in Arathi Highlands and the Hinterlands are starting to make moves again.
The Kingdom of Stromgard and the Wildhammer dwarves fought on their own, fighting fiercely with the two forest troll clans, Deadwood and Evilbranch.
Hillsbrane Foothills and Alterac Snow Mountains haven't been too peaceful lately either.
The Syndicate organization formed by the former Alterac nobles became more and more active, and they began to frequently invade these two lands that originally belonged to the Kingdom of Alterac but were now annexed by Lordaeron.
While Terenas was busy quelling the chaos, Dalaran made another mistake.
The spies buried in Dalaran brought back information for Terenas. Recently, the Kirin Tor Council was discussing how to raise the entire city of Dalaran into the sky.
Terenas: "???"
Terenas is not the kind of pioneering hero with a flexible mind who is very receptive to new things.
When he heard that Dalaran wanted to go to heaven, his first reaction was that there was something wrong with his spy and he couldn't take it anymore.
The turmoil around Lordaeron did not interfere with Genn Greymane's plans.
He ignored Lord Crowley's entanglement and continued to build the Greymane Wall.
As Gilneas gradually regained its sphere of influence, Lordaeron was busy chasing the Syndicate. Bandits were rampant in Silverpine Forest, and the people were in dire straits.
Big-eyed and small-eyed, Terenas wanted to eat the Silverpine Forest, but Lordaeron is now powerless.
On the surface, Lordaeron maintains the territory of Noda, but in fact, there are many undercurrents within them.
The most powerful country in the Eastern Continent is not easy to win.
As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. The louder the name and the more ostentatious the style, the easier it is to attract certain monsters and monsters.
When Dalaran was busy taking care of its internal affairs and had no time to continue its relationship with Lordaeron, discordant voices began to appear in various parts of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. It seemed that someone was secretly inciting the major provinces to become independent.
"It's really started."
Sarlayan sneered and burned the newly obtained intelligence: "Even though we specifically reminded him at the conference, Terenas, a self-willed guy who only looks at immediate interests, still turned a deaf ear to our well-intentioned warnings."
Liadrin frowned slightly and asked, "Is there really no need to remind them again?"
"it's useless."
Sarlayan shook his head: "We have said what needs to be said. If we continue to persuade in depth, Terenas, who is already furious, might label us as interfering in other countries' internal affairs. Why bother."
"If you want to make it perish, you must first make it crazy. No one can stop someone who wants to die. Let him go."
After three actual combat trainings, the Chenfeng Legion has been initially polished and ready to go on the battlefield.
Now, just waiting for Anastria to issue the order to start the war, the Morning Frontier Legion can go all the way south along the highway that has been established long ago, and directly penetrate into Zul'Aman.
In the last short period of time before the war began, Sharlayan temporarily handed over the task of training the Morning Frontier Legion to Liadrin.
The leader of the Morning Frontier Legion has grown at an astonishing rate. After switching to the Paladin, not only did his personal strength improve by leaps and bounds, but he also gradually mastered the various changes in the improved eight formations under Sarlayan's words and deeds.
Although the actual application is still a bit stiff, the flaws are not concealed. It is more than enough to temporarily train soldiers on behalf of Sarlayan.
Recently, the Sun King has been working hard for the first time in a long time and is working hard to make final logistical preparations for the war.
Thalayan did not go to the Sunstrider Court to disturb the Sun King and Silver Moon Council who were too busy.
He just said hello to the old king, and after receiving permission, he teleported to the island of Quel'Danas where the Sunwell is located, and met with his long-awaited mentor Salorian Morningseeker to seek his advice.
Salorian had long seen that Salorian had extraordinary talent, but he did not expect that in just over two years, Salorian would be able to grow to this point.
As the leader of the Well Guard Team, Salorian dutifully guards Quel'Thalas' most precious treasure, the Sunwell.
Seeing Sarlayan again, he sighed with some regret: "Your kid is growing at an unprecedented speed. In a few years, I'm afraid it's time for you to come back and teach me."
Sarlayan waved his hand hurriedly: "How is it possible? Although I move very quickly, I am not as solid as someone who follows the steps. One day I will have to pay off my debt slowly."
Salorian smiled and ruffled Salorian's hair: "I'm glad that you can still maintain a clear understanding of your future and not be carried away by the momentary triumph."
Salorian pulled out the upper dragon-forged blade Quel'Delar from his waist, took two steps back and pointed the blade at Salorian.
"I know why you came. It's hard to describe what's bothering you right now."
"Come on, let's have a long-awaited spar. You may be able to absorb some useful information from the fight with me."
Sarlayan nodded solemnly, and also took off another upper-level dragon-forged blade, Quel'Sela, from his back.
The two sister swords faced each other and made a slight resonance.
Neither Sarlayan nor Salorian cared about the abnormal noise, and they stared at each other's movements closely.
"I only use one move, how much you can experience it depends on your understanding."
"be prepared!"
Salorian lowered his center of gravity and unleashed his aura as a legendary hero.
Sarlayan took a deep breath and clenched the sword in his hand.
The moment he drew his sword, Salorian's aura rose to its peak, but it only passed away briefly, and soon fell back to an almost imperceptible state.
"cut!"
