As early as when he received the news that Zandalari was suspected of assisting Dakar, Sarlayan specially arranged for members of the Backlight Blade to go deep into Zul'Drak, quietly detect the whereabouts of the Zandalari envoy, and lock his location.
Daka is actually not scary, and Sarlayan doesn't want to fight with them to the end.
If it weren't for the Zandalari trolls secretly fanning the flames behind their backs, this war might not have started at all, at least... it wouldn't have developed to such a large scale.
The Backlight Blade thieves headed by Atla quietly sneaked into the depths of Zul'Drak and have been secretly searching for the whereabouts of the Zandalari envoy.
As the war gradually intensified, the Dakkar trolls took the initiative on the battlefield, and the Zandalari envoy who had been sitting in Gudak finally couldn't bear it anymore.
A few days ago, he followed a new batch of reinforcements to the front line from Gudak, and volunteered to serve as the special staff officer of the front line army.
Spending a lot of resources and commitment to let Loa take turns was exactly the plan of this person, and it indeed caused a great test to the high elves' defense line.
If the attack fails for a long time, the Zandalari envoy's prestige will also be affected.
As the number of victims increased day by day, the Dakkari generals in the camp became more and more dissatisfied with the envoy. The generals suspected that this bastard was deliberately weakening Dakkari's strength in order to achieve Zandalar's annexation of Dakkari. Purpose.
The Dakkari trolls are indeed simple-minded and have well-developed limbs.
Admiration and wariness of the Zandalari are instincts engraved in the DNA of all non-Zandalari trolls. They have never been able to fully trust this envoy who is good at dancing and smooth-talking.
"so be it."
The warlord Zolmaz, who was sitting at the top, said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, we will launch a final general attack."
"If we still cannot break through the high elves' defense, this war will end here."
"Why?!"
Zandalari envoy Menzag stood up in shock and asked: "The fight has reached this point, why should we hesitate? The only option is to go all out!"
Zolmaz glanced at Menzaj with a sinister look: "Zandalari, are you teaching me how to do things?"
"Uh~"
Only then did Menzhaji realize that he had crossed the line. Whether to fight or not was an internal matter for Dhaka. According to the rules, as an outsider, he had no right to intervene.
Even though the Zandalari are nominally the overlord clan from Dhaka.
"snort!"
Zolmaz snorted disdainfully: "Winter is coming. We have lost a lot of men in this war. It's time to call a truce."
"Taking advantage of the truce period this winter, King Malak plans to negotiate with the high elves to see if he can get the Draxalon Fortress back through peaceful means."
"If we can't...it won't be too late to fight again after next spring."
A hint of gloom flashed in Mengzaji's eyes, but he couldn't say much at the moment.
"...It's a wise decision, I have no doubts about it."
'Zul, what are you doing? Why hasn’t the golden fleet you promised arrived yet? '
…
Menzaj, who was trapped inland, didn't know that Zul's golden fleet was stopped at sea by the elite Kul Tiras.
After curing the injured high elves who were not seriously injured, in order to maintain a good relationship with the furbolg allies, Sarlayan did not favor one and the other. After some rest, he healed a group of grey-throated furbolgs.
As night fell, the exhausted Sarlay hunched over and returned to his tent.
Just when he fell on Valeera's legs and was about to fall asleep, Valeera's toned thigh muscles suddenly tightened, and Sarlayan, whose mind was in confusion, immediately became alert.
After identifying the visitor, Valeera regained her composure and took the initiative to pull Sarlayan, who was about to get up, back onto her lap and lie down.
"Oh ho?"
Tinagosa raised her eyebrows and looked at her sister with a playful look.
'Even the stubborn Valeela has learned to take the initiative, and you still plan to watch from the side? '
Stellagosa noticed her sister's gaze and glared at her angrily.
'I want you to take care of it! I have my own plans. '
Valeela gently pressed Sarlayan's temples and said calmly to the outside: "Please come in."
"excuse me."
The tent curtain was lifted, and a dusty figure with snowflakes all over his body walked in.
"Earl of Deep Shadow, Backlight Blade has important information to submit."
"Um?"
The drowsy Sarlayan, who had exhausted too much mental power, heard the key word, steeled himself and tried to get up, but Valeera ruthlessly pushed him back.
"Hey~"
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Sarlayan simply maintained this impolite posture and asked feebly: "Please explain as briefly as possible. As you can see, my condition is not very good."
"yes."
The visitor lifted the hood on his head, revealing his signature red hair.
This person is the chief thief of the Backlight Blade in Northrend, the red-haired Atela.
After returning to the camp, Yatra, who is good at gathering intelligence, has heard about Sarlayan's feat today.
After curing two batches of wounded soldiers from the high elves and furbolgs in one go, Atla could understand Sarlayan's bad state at this time and didn't care about his impolite hospitality.
"My thieves have located the location of the Zandalari envoy."
"oh?"
A gleam of light flashed in Sarlayan's cloudy eyes.
"Valila, my mind is a little unclear. In case I wake up and forget it, please record it for me."
Valeera: "Okay."
Listening to Atla's report, Sarlayan slowly fell into a deep sleep surrounded by the faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, just like listening to a lullaby.
Valeera is still silently listening and recording the information submitted by Atla.
Stellagosa came over at the right time, half-knelt beside the sleeping Sarlayan, and covered his forehead with a white jade hand that exuded a faint blue light.
Valeela just glanced at the little star and said nothing.
Stellagosa didn't even raise her head, and continued to cast spells to speed up the recovery of Sarlayan's mental power.
"Tsk tsk~"
Little Tina sat in the corner of the tent and watched this scene with a smile: "It's really enjoyable, but it's a pity that I am completely unconscious."
…
"Hmm~"
When Sarlayan woke up from his slumber, the sky was already bright again.
Valeera and Stellagosa were nowhere to be found, except for Tinargosa, who was sleeping on top of him, drooling all over his body.
"Tastingo!"
The war cry coming from outside the city made Sarai jump away, jump up and rush out of the tent with Tinagosa in his arms.
Sure enough, after yesterday's brief repair, the war started again.
Sylvanas, who had recovered from her injuries, was still standing vigorously on the city wall, directing the battle while constantly pulling the bowstring of Quel'Thalas' golden bow.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Having suffered a big loss at the hands of Quesluen in the past few days, Sylvanas, who refused to admit defeat, made up her mind to regain this position.
Tinagosa, the God of Sleep, seemed completely unable to hear the cries of death outside, and was completely unaware of the changes in the surrounding environment, allowing Sharlayan to run around on his shoulders.
Jumping onto the top of the already riddled city wall, five giant beasts came into Sarlayan's sight one after another.
The wind serpent Quesluen was restrained by Sylvanas's all-pervasive and deadly chain of arrows, and was temporarily unable to rush to the wall.
Valeela, with the cooperation of Atla and other backlight blades, played hide-and-seek with the snow leopard Hakoa and her descendants... the kind that would cost her life.
The mammoth Mentos originally planned to run rampantly and hit the city wall, but before he could take off, the Morning Frontier Legion that came diagonally blocked the way of the giant mammoth.
Rhino Akali was lifted into the air by Stellagosa's gravity spell and then smashed down. If his own defense had not been high enough, his internal organs would have been severely damaged.
Except for Silitus who stayed on the northern front and Salonya who fought intensively in the past few days, all Loa from Dhaka appeared on the battlefield.
There was no one to stop the giant bear Lennok. He was standing in front of the city wall, slapping his hands one after another. Each palm could make the already overwhelmed city wall continue to dent inward.
Sharlayan didn't care about any nonsense and pinched Tinagosa's nose to forcefully wake her up.
"Uh-huh! What are you doing!"
The little blue dragon, who hadn't slept enough yet, puffed out his mouth unhappily and stared at Sarlayan with a confused look on his face.
"No time to fool around with you."
Patting Tina's little head, Sarlayan said with a solemn expression: "You can just serve as a spell fort in the magister team. Don't show up. I have to go out to meet the enemy."
"oh?"
Tinagosa rubbed her eyes and looked outside the city: "Here we go again...these trolls are really lingering."
"Okay~ Don't worry about me, go about your business, and pay attention to your safety~"
Sarlayan twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a brief smile, and then his face turned cold.
"Five loa come together, will the dog jump over the wall in a hurry?"
"Okay, let's let you go crazy again at the end."
"Roar!"
While jumping off the city wall, Sarlayan found the place where the trolls were the most, and launched a heroic leap while letting out the dragon's roar in mid-air.
"boom!"
Before landing, Sarlayan quickly completed his transformation, and a big-assed bear suddenly sat in the position.
"Come on! The giant bear Roaronok, let me weigh you!"
