The terrain of Alberon is not suitable for building defensive positions.
After all, this is just a holding center for sleeping vrykul.
As a meritorious king who once led his people to conquer the north and south, Yin Milong naturally knew this very well.
Originally, he planned to awaken a large number of sleeping subordinates to quickly form a fighting force and break through the encirclement network built by the descendants of deformed children.
However, Dailin, who had been warned by Sarlayan in advance, completely burned down the largest Vrykul sleeping cave with a fire. Yin Milon's plan suffered a major setback before it was implemented.
As Sharlayan said, Yin Milong's mind today is all about how to regain his throne.
In order to consolidate his royal power, Yin Milong even dared to fabricate lies to slander the Titan Guardian, the creator of the Vrykul people.
From this we can see how powerful his desire for power is, probably no less than that of someone who is addicted to food.
If the orthodox royal power cannot be regained as soon as possible, Yin Milong will not be able to unite the Vryku clans that are like a piece of scattered sand.
Therefore, when Yin Milon discovered that the Kul Tirans blocking the exit of Alebron deliberately made a gap, he only hesitated for a moment before deciding to break through with all his strength.
It's not that Yin Milon didn't analyze Kul Tiras's plot, but it was just the lesser of two evils.
After weighing the pros and cons, Yin Milong decided to take back the throne first before considering anything else.
After awakening Queen Angerboda, Yin Milong encouraged those descendants who had awakened him from his slumber to rush forward, and personally led his personal guards who were completely loyal to him to follow closely behind.
Just as Yin Milon expected, the Kul Tirans blocking the door were no longer as brave as before, and they only gave a token resistance before getting out of the way.
When he broke through the defense line, Yin Milong looked back with some feeling, and happened to meet the eyes of Sarlayan with a playful look on his face.
"Long ears? What race is this?"
The world tens of thousands of years later feels familiar yet strange to Yin Milong.
What is familiar is the hometown of Howling Fjord, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, but what is unfamiliar is the current world situation and the origin of the enemy.
Shaking his head to get rid of the complicated thoughts, Yin Milon re-firmed his will, ignored the Kultiran who was still roaring behind him, and resolutely charged towards Utgard Castle at full speed.
For Yin Milong, a cold and cunning king, even if they are both ancient vrykul, there is still a distance between them.
During the period when he was surrounded by Kul Tiras, he prioritized awakening the queen and royal guards who were absolutely loyal to him. This was his greatest reliance on regaining the throne.
Yin Milong knew that if he ran away, the ancient vrykul who were still sleeping in Alebron would be in danger, but he didn't care about that much at the moment.
Without the embellishment of royal power, the so-called king is just a self-proclaimed false title, which the arrogant Yin Milong absolutely cannot accept.
Dai Lin breathed a sigh of relief after finally sending this difficult man away.
The confrontation with Yin Milong during this period put Dai Lin under a lot of pressure.
Yin Milong is not one of those modern Vrykuls who are full of recklessness.
In terms of physical fitness, Vrykul are far superior to humans.
In terms of tactical literacy, Yin Milong may not be considered the best, but he is definitely not weak either.
In terms of personal combat effectiveness, with the racial advantage of the Vrykul, Yin Milong can also hold down Dai Lin.
This is very embarrassing for Dai Lin.
In addition to the above worries, he also had to distract Yin Milon from robbing the underground caves where the ancient Vrykul were sleeping, and he also had to find time to pay attention to the progress of the naval battle with Zandalar.
Many things came one after another, making Dai Lin exhausted physically and mentally.
After changing his thoughts, Delin, who was so busy that he was dizzy, suddenly felt enlightened.
If you want to change the situation in Howling Fjord, and even the entire eastern part of Northrend, the next step is the focus.
Internal strife between Yin Milon and the current king Hasten is bound to break out in Utgard Castle. For a period of time afterwards, the Vrykul, who are busy with their internal struggles, are unable to break out.
As long as the siege of Utgard Castle can be maintained, the remaining troops of Kul Tiras can be mobilized to the north, trying to defeat the Dakkar trolls who continue to maintain a high-pressure offensive in the shortest possible time.
But before that...
"hold head high!"
The transformed blue dragon hatchling of Tinagosa happily breathed fire over Alebron, burning a large number of vrykul longhouses.
In addition to the buildings on the ground, Sarlayan, Valeela, Daelin and others went deep into the caves and sent the ancient vrykul who had not yet woken up to the Hades Abyss to report.
What? Hela is gone? Oh, that's okay.
After eliminating Alebron's worries, Daelin led the marines to the siege in front of Utgard Castle without stopping.
Once it is confirmed that Yin Milon has entered the city, Dailin will reorganize the army as soon as possible and select the reinforcements that will go north to support Zul'Drak.
After temporarily relieving the crisis in Howling Fjord and ensuring reinforcements from Kul Tiras, Sarlayan and Valeela returned the same way they came to bring the good news to the high elves and furbolg soldiers who were still fighting on the front lines.
It only took three days for Sarlayan and his party to go south to ask for help. During these three days, the trolls from Dhaka once again stepped up their offensive.
When the situation was at its most tense, three Loa actually appeared on the battlefield at the same time. It was unknown what benefits the trolls from Dhaka had promised to those Loa.
No matter how reinforced it is, the defense of the city wall is not unlimited.
When the three Sarlayans rushed back to the front line, the city wall that had been relatively intact before had become riddled with holes.
The Paladins of the Morning Frontier Legion, who have always been invincible, looked very sluggish.
There were no visible scars on their bodies, and most of them were healed by their own holy light spells.
Injuries can be healed, but lost energy and physical strength cannot be recovered so quickly.
In the past three days, facing waves of powerful troll attacks from Dhaka, the soldiers guarding the city had very little time to rest.
The defenders relied on their fortifications to withstand such tremendous pressure, and as the attackers, the Dhaka Trolls were even more anxious.
Even though people clean it up every day, there are still a large number of frost troll corpses piled outside the tattered city walls.
The Zandalari trolls, who were hiding behind the scenes and making plans, thought that Dakkar would be able to easily break through the joint defense line of high elves and furbolgs.
But the situation did not develop as he expected, and the defenders' fighting will was extremely tenacious.
Not to mention the furbolg, these iron-headed children and Dakkarai have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and both sides have long known the root cause.
What surprised the Zandalari envoys was the high elves.
He originally thought that the army of Quel'Thalas had long been corrupted by peace and could not show the fighting will of the furbolgs and trolls.
But this is not the case.
It is true that the four legions guarding Silvermoon City all have varying degrees of will corruption, but the Ranger troops have been fighting forest trolls in the southern part of Yonge Forest all year round.
In terms of fighting will, these rangers trained by Liressa will not lose to any race or any unit.
The same goes for the Morning Frontier Legion.
Although Sarlayan is just a hands-off shopkeeper, when he established the Morning Frontier Legion, he injected his soul into this emerging army, which is a strong will that never admits defeat.
Liadrin, who actually controls the Legion, has also been working hard to shape the military soul of the Morning Frontier Legion according to Sharlayan's ideas.
Valeela stood on the high city wall and observed the scarred coalition soldiers, her face looked very ugly.
"Salayan, is there any way you can help them?"
Tina Gosa sighed softly: "It's difficult, the army is approaching, what can the three of us do?"
"That's not necessarily the case."
Looking at the soldiers whose wounds were wrapped in gauze, Sarlayan was silent for a moment.
"On such a battlefield with tens of thousands of people at every turn, it is indeed difficult for us to play a decisive role."
"Perhaps I can do something within my power to treat the wounded soldiers."
Valeera looked around at the wounded soldiers on the city wall who were slightly injured and could not get out of the line of fire: "What are you going to do? Treat them one by one?"
"How can it be."
Sarlayan shook his head: "The wounded soldiers within the defense line are so scattered. Treating them one by one will waste a lot of time and energy. The trolls will not be so kind as to wait for us."
"Tina, you go notify Sylvanas and ask her to gather the wounded soldiers within a certain area, and I will treat them uniformly."
"Okay~"
Tina jumped off Sarlayan's shoulders and ran towards one of the battlements on her short legs.
Valeera looked at Sarlayan, who was rolling up his sleeves, and asked with a slight frown, "Are you sure? How can you treat so many wounded soldiers with your own strength?"
"It's all about human effort."
Sarlayan turned to look at the new Arcandor standing in Crystalsong Forest.
"With the life force provided by Arcandor and the giant sigil tree, as well as the magic power of the Sunwell transmitted from Quel'Thalas, my own energy consumption will not be too great. I want to take the opportunity to try a large-scale Healing spells.”
