Salorian very intuitively demonstrated to Salorian what it means to freely control anger and change the rhythm of battle.
One second, Sarlayan was mentally responding to his mentor's momentum, but the next second, it was as if he was punched into the air. This sudden strange feeling caused his reaction speed to slow down by half a beat.
"clang!"
The two upper dragon-forged blades clashed together, and Sarlayan, who was not using enough force, was forced backwards by the force coming from Quel'dra.
"Uh-huh!"
Salorian said it was one move at a time. After forcing back the surprised Salorian, he used the blood vibrating technique to vibrate Quel'Delar as a habit, and then skillfully put it back into the scabbard.
Salorian stood there with a frown and lowered his head to comprehend. He vaguely felt something from Salorian's sword, but for a while he was unable to transform it into his own.
This contradictory feeling made him feel a little anxious.
"Don't be so impatient."
Salorian stepped forward and patted Salorian on the shoulder: "Anger comes from the heart. If you want to completely control your anger, you must first control your emotions."
"Today's gains will not be immediately apparent, but I believe you will soon be able to figure out some truth."
Stellagosa was the first to break through. With this example in front of him, Sharlayan inevitably felt a sense of urgency.
But the most taboo thing about anger control is unnecessary mood swings. This time Sarlayan came to Quel'Danas to find a mentor just to ask if he had any tips.
Salorian did not explain it in words, and that special feeling could be described clearly through words.
On the way back to the city, Sarlayan kept replaying the scene of the previous moment countless times.
He felt that the answer seemed to be covered by a thin veil, and it seemed that he could reveal it just by raising his hand, but he didn't know where to start.
"Hey~ Just like the instructor reminded us, the first priority is to correct our mentality. Being impatient will only have the opposite effect."
Back in Silvermoon City, Sarlayan looked up at the cloudless blue sky.
"As long as the time is right, today's harvest will be revealed in due course. Just wait patiently."
Salorian Morningseeker is well-known in Quel'Thalas, but few outsiders have heard of this name.
Since being named the leader of the Well Guard Team, Salorian has spent most of the year squatting on the island of Quel'Danas, and can only return to the mainland when he receives orders from the Sun King.
Of course Sharlayan knew the importance of the Sunwell, but he still felt that it was not worth the time his mentor spent in Quel'Danas.
With Sarerion's strength reaching level 57, he shouldn't have been so unknown.
Thalayan specifically suggested this matter to the old king, hoping to allow Thalorian to join the upcoming battle for Zul'Aman.
Unfortunately, this proposal failed to gain the approval of the Sun King.
Salorian didn't care much about reputation. He even comforted Salorian and told him not to worry about himself.
Returning to the army camp of the Morning Herald, Sarlayan first read the letter Valeera sent from the Unicorn Village.
With the great assistance of the Far Travelers led by Vereesa, the development of Unicorn Village is on the right track.
Compared with the military camp of Farstrider Camp, living in a serious village will obviously be more comfortable.
The only thing that worries the people is the Amani trolls that are so close.
Although the trolls have been very honest for more than two years, the high elves in Quel'Thalas don't think they will give up their obsession with counterattacking Silvermoon City.
Being an old enemy means that the two are fighting to the death, and one of them must fall completely, leaving no room for compromise or concession.
In ancient times, the newly arrived high elves were suppressed by the forest trolls at their peak, and could only barely hold on to Silvermoon City.
After the troll war that shocked the world, the forest trolls turned from prosperity to decline. Quel'Thalas' national power grew, which in turn suppressed the declining forest trolls.
For thousands of years, both sides have maintained a similar cycle, with one getting stronger and the other getting weaker, and vice versa.
After all, Yonge Forest is still too small to accommodate two powerful races with the world at heart.
As Anasterian Sunstrider entered the twilight years of his life and was about to leave his post with honor, he made up his mind to give it a final try and eliminate the greatest instability for Kael'thas' rise to power.
After reading Valeela's customary letter to report that she was safe, Sarlayan heard the rapid footsteps coming from far and near outside the tent. It was obvious that there was more than one person coming.
With some premonitions in his heart, Sarlayan collected the letter and sat down.
About 3 seconds later, Liadrin walked in first, wearing training armor and still dripping with sweat.
"Salayan, the order from above has come down!"
'really. '
Sarlayan calmly took the order book handed over by Liadrin and read it carefully from cover to cover.
"A week later? Haha... It seems that the Sun King is determined to deal with Zul'Aman within the year."
…
Dark Portal December 8, 2019 is approaching the end of the year.
The Sun King of Quel'Thalas suddenly issued a war mobilization order in Silvermoon City. The five legions guarding Silvermoon City were the first to take their positions, and the emerging Morning Frontier legion also followed.
Compared with the five major legions with elite soldiers and generals, the newly established Chenfeng Legion was like a grassroots team.
But Anasteria had great expectations for this cavalry force composed of Paladins, and the first order he issued was to the Morning Frontier Legion.
"Morning Frontier Legion obeys the order!"
For the first time, Sarlayan, who was wearing a full set of silver and gorgeous armor, stepped forward and stood still. He held his head high and responded with a loud voice.
"Commander of the Morning Frontier Legion, Sarlayan Deep Shadow takes the order!"
A ray of light flashed in Anasteria's turbid eyes, wielding a scepter: "Leave camp immediately, rush to the south of the forest to meet up with the ranger troops within an hour, and catch the Amani trolls off guard!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order, Sarlay turned around and placed the helmet in his hands on his head.
"Chen Feng!"
"Roar!"
"Remove your armor, mount your horse, and arrive at the Unicorn Village within an hour. Those who fall behind...are expelled from the legion!"
"yes!"
The ponies of Quel'Thalas have always been bathed in the light of the sunwell, and blessed by magic. Their endurance, speed and explosive power are much higher than that of human war horses.
In order to save the horses' energy before the official war started, all the paladins put away their heavy armors, and the magisters uniformly transported the armors and other logistics materials to the Unicorn Village on the front line.
What? Why not just teleport the legions to the front lines you ask?
Just kidding, it's okay to teleport a few people, but only dozens of people can reach the sky.
It is simply impossible to accurately deliver a legion of up to a thousand people, including men and horses, to their destination.
These are living people, not dead things like logistical supplies.
Even if the Sunwell provided sufficient magic power, the magisters would not dare to pat their chests and guarantee that they could achieve such a difficult legion-level teleportation, at least not with Quel'Thalas' current magic technology.
Even if there is only a slight deviation, the entire legion will fall into the space turbulence.
The reason why Sarlayan wore armor was partly because he wanted to act as the face of the Morning Frontier Legion and stand in front of the stage to accept orders from the Sun King, but also partly because he did not need to ride a horse.
He himself is a horse.
Led by a majestic White Deer, the lightly-armed Morning Frontier Legion walked along the avenue of Silver Moon City to the outside of the city and accelerated along the fast track that had been prepared.
Not to mention the Amani trolls, even many lords in the northern part of the forest have not received the exact news, and they watched this tall cavalry force fly away in confusion.
It had only been 47 minutes since the Morning Frontier Legion set off from Silvermoon City, and the ranger troops already waiting in Unicorn Village saw dust rising in the distance.
The heavily armed Sylvanas narrowed her eyes, took out her pocket watch from her arms and calculated the time.
"Only 48 minutes have passed since the supplies were delivered, which is too fast."
When it comes to military operations in the forests, rangers are always the first choice in Quel'Thalas.
Marching at a speed of one round, Sylvanas, who has completely controlled the ranger troops, feels ashamed.
Cavalry charges have relatively stringent environmental requirements and can exert their greatest power in plain areas.
The trees on the fast track that had been prepared for a long time had already been removed, allowing the Morning Front Legion to rush to the front line with lightning speed.
When Sarlayan entered the village and returned to his human form, he easily threw off his armor that was more beautiful than practical.
"Knight retinue, take action! Within 5 minutes, I want to see all members of the Morning Frontier Legion wearing armor!"
"Yes! Legion Commander!"
The armor of the Paladin is all plate armor with amazing defensive power. It is difficult to dress neatly by yourself, and you must have someone to help you.
The knight's retinue was formed for this purpose, and their number was far higher than that of the official combatants.
The others wore armor, but Sarlayan went out lightly.
With a simple nod to Sylvanas and Vereesa, Sharlayan glanced at Valeela who was among the Backlight Blade thieves, and Stellagosa who stayed behind in the Unicorn Village just in case.
"It's time, come with me!"
"Ouch!"
In front of everyone, Sarlayan transformed into a giant wolf with silver fur.
"Everyone, charge!!"
