When the ruins of the ancient civilization disappeared in the Well of Eternity, we seemed to have forgotten the High Elves led by Queen Azshara.
After the explosion of the Well of Eternity, these High Elves sank underground and transformed into the Nagas of the future.
The sages once said,
" History is but a moment of beauty. A glorious civilization will eventually be unable to resist the invasion of time!”Thus, the fallen Naga race, under the siege of the trolls, completely faded out of the stage of history, eternal sleep in the ruins of history, until the appearance of the demon hunter Udian.
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Udian nodded and continued:
"Remember, don't give those bastards any face. Some things have to be beaten up, just like the oriole on this tree. Once it comes, the lark must fly away!”Yudian pointed at the lark that had disappeared from the branch.
Carl nodded and turned to leave. After Karl walked far away, the Naga Siren, Faski, said,"
"Your Highness Karl, you're still too inexperienced!”
Udian smiled:
"No one is born smart. Carl is very talented. Give him more opportunities and he will create miracles!”After saying that, he looked at the Naga Siren."
"You can go down as well. Prepare early. If you want to use troops, give what you need. Don't be reluctant!”
"Yes, sir!" Faschi nodded and retreated.
Outside the window, the shy dewdrops had already disappeared, and the noisy orioles had also closed their cheerful voices. In the Dark Temple, there was only a wave of new mud, telling the infinite spring and warning the rise of new forces.
The next morning, the Dark Temple's drill ground was crowded with the carefully selected Elven Warriors of the Blood Elf Prince Karl.
The early spring sunlight shone on these resolute faces, making them look especially energetic. The soldiers held sharp knives and spears in their hands. The cold aura overlapped with the early spring sunlight, making people's eyes light up.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Carl straightened his loose mage robe, patted off the dust on his body, and walked onto the platform.
Under the sunlight, the young Blood Elf Prince looked at the soldiers below him, his heart surging. He mustered up his courage and made a final declaration of battle using sound amplification magic.
"Brothers, we are strong!"
"We are the strongest!" On the drill ground, the soldiers 'ear-splitting voices rang out.
In a corner of the drill ground, the demon hunter Eduard and the Naga Siren Vajj were looking at the Blood Elf Prince. Their agate eyes slightly trembled as they recalled the past.
"The elves will recreate the ruins of civilization in history!”Yudian clapped his hands and said to Vasky:
Hearing this, Faschi blinked her bright eyes and said with a serious face,"
"Great Master, I will always believe in your wisdom!”
Udian laughed and continued,
"Since that's the case, let's work together to develop our own future!”
Faschi nodded slightly and disappeared from the broad drill ground of the temple in a blink of an eye. Her leisurely steps were like shy dewdrops, gently rolling into the dust.
After Vasky walked away, Udian picked up a handful of fresh black mud and sniffed it. After a long time he said:
"Sometimes, we need some fresh fertilizer to nourish this land!”The Blood Elf Prince Carl's voice sounded in his ears.
"Let's go!" Carl waved his hand and entered the Death Furnace. The moment the order was given, the soldiers below the stage moved like cunning rabbits and filed out one by one in order.
The army moved out, and the flags fluttered. Their orderly steps startled the orioles on the green branches. The happy little ones flapped their wings randomly and soared in the sky.
Udian put down the fertile soil in his hand and watched the army set off. He smiled in the early spring sunshine.
It was the third month of the year 239 of the Titan Era.
The Flaming Mountain was a natural stone mountain formed by underground magma. The heat here was unbearable, and eggs could be cooked in an hour on the surface. Not only that, but it was also the home of the elements.
At the foot of the Flaming Mountain was the Flaming Road. The flat road extended along the historical ruins all the way to the Furnace of Death. Standing on the hillside and looking up, the long and narrow road stretched as far as the eye could see. Other than the light clouds in the distance, there was nothing else to be seen.
The surroundings were filled with all kinds of tropical plants of different heights. There were vines on the branches, and they intertwined with each other, stretching across the forest.
Outside the forest, there were many epiphytes and willows by the roadside. This scene reflected the words of the sages:
"Trees grow on trees, grass grows on leaves!"
"What a good place!" Prince Karl praised from the bottom of his heart as he welcomed the warm spring breeze. The rays of the setting sun shone on his young and childish face, making him look even more handsome.
"Bring me the map!" Carl climbed up the mountainside, found a stone that was not very sharp, and sat down. He said proudly,"
The adjutant jogged over and respectfully handed over the military map. Carl took the map and flattened it on his knees, carefully studying the battle plan.
He was so focused that he didn't even notice when Faschi walked up to him. Seeing this, Faschi smiled and asked,
"How is it? Your Highness Karl, have you found anything?”
Carl raised his head and said to Faschi,"
"I already have a preliminary plan. Your Highness, do you want to hear it?”
Faschi tied up her hair and smiled,"
"Your Highness, I believe in your wisdom!”
"That doesn't seem appropriate." Karl frowned and replied uneasily,"I'm not sure."
"There's nothing to worry about, respected prince. You're great. We have to believe in your wisdom, and we have to believe in those busy soldiers!”After saying that, she raised her hand and pointed at the soldiers who were setting up camp.
Carl stood up and looked down in the direction that Faschi pointed. At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers were busy in an orderly manner. set up a tent, camp, light a fire, cook
His expression was normal, as if he was living his life as usual. It was hard to imagine that under such a face was a resolute gaze and a conviction to win.
Fearless, cruel and cold, perhaps this was the reason why the master asked His Highness Karl to lead the army alone, thought Faschi.
Carl seemed to have been influenced by the soldiers. He paused for a moment and gave the order to the adjutant beside him.
"Use the flying snakes as scouts to monitor the enemy and pass on important information about the battlefield!”
"Use the Dragonhawk Unit as a mobile unit. Investigate the latest situation of the Death Furnace immediately and report to me at any time!”
"Use the Naga Royal Guards as the vanguard to block the enemy's shadow troops head-on!”
"With the Druids as the middle force, ambush them in the dense tropical plants around the flaming road. When the battle was unfavorable, he would use healing spells to save the dying and heal the injured. When the battle was favorable, he would use transformation spells to attack and break through the enemy's formation!”
"With the Blood Elf Adjutant Team as the team, after destroying the enemy's supplies, together with the Naga Royal Guards and the Claw Druids, we will cut the enemy in half!”
"With the Chimera troops as the main reserve force, give the defeated enemy the final blow!”
"Yes, sir."
"Also, inform all the battalions to fight bravely and annihilate the enemy!”
"Understood!" The messenger trotted all the way to the various military camps to convey Carl's orders!
After the messenger left, Carl turned to ask Fascchi,"
"How's the plan?"
Faschi smiled and said,
"Your Highness, your plan is perfect. It's as if Master has personally come to the battlefield!”
Carl smiled and answered mysteriously,"
"Master is always on the battlefield!”
Faschi didn't say anything. She seemed to understand something through the Blood Elf Prince's clear eyes. She smiled and walked slowly, preparing for the final battle.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. At this moment, only specks of multicolored light were left on the flaming mountain, warming the wide road.
At the foot of the Flaming Mountain, beside the temple forest.
Faint multicolored light sprinkled on the ancient land of the Dark Temple, stirring up the eternal hymn in his memories.
The sage of the universe!
In thy affectionate hymn
The earth is full of vicissitudes,
renewed fighting
After Eduard finished his song, Asinoth's blade began to respond loudly. The edge of the steel blade kept clashing under the stimulation of war, creating countless sparks of youth.
It boiled in the era full of war. The memories that were in deep sleep boiled again. Udian picked up Asinoth's blade and crossed it in front of his chest. He never let go.
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