Chapter 472: The Dark Night of the Night Elf (Part 1)
The evening outside Darnassus was quiet. The birds and beasts that had been busy all day had returned to their nests. Only a patrol team was walking in the forest.
"Okay, guys, cheer up. After we finish this round, our mission for today will be over." The leading night elf said to the soldiers behind him.
"Okay, Captain." The second soldier agreed, and then asked, "Captain, when can we go to the front line to kill the enemy? Our hands are rusty staying here."
The captain turned around and glared at him: "Shut up, is it inferior to stand guard in Darnassus? This is our hometown, and our loved ones are behind us. We can't slack off on our duty here!"
The captain turned around and curled his lips. In fact, he wanted to go to the front line more than his men, but as the leader, he could only comfort himself and his teammates in this way.
"Ah~~~" A soldier yawned, wiped his eyes, and suddenly saw something "Captain! Look over there! There seem to be a lot of things!"
"Huh?" The captain's eyes moved over there, and his originally calm face suddenly changed color "No! It's the enemy! Tell my compatriots quickly... Ah!"
A white feather arrow pierced his chest and heart mercilessly, and he fell to the ground before he finished speaking. His soldiers were not much better. The Nagas' archery skills were very stable. Basically, one arrow could take away a patrol soldier of the night elves.
"Keep your eyes open, and don't let any living creatures exist around!" Vashj walked to the pile of corpses first, checking and repairing them one by one. During this period, Zoroz and Yoshisa led the Shadow Legion, and the Four Seasons Goddess led the Yogdelsilu soldiers to the land of Darnassus.
These soldiers were able to set foot on the homeland of the night elves so smoothly thanks to the previous exploration, or the invasion of demons. Darnassus is one of the few places in Azeroth that does not have a Hearthstone Inn. Kozan's caravan has come here several times to trade, but because the night elves have been self-enclosed and self-sufficient for tens of thousands of years, they are not interested in most new things from the outside world. Therefore, Kozan's caravan is not allowed to go deep into Darnassus, and several sneak escapes have been caught back. In the jungle, there are eyes everywhere.
Now, all eyes went to the front line, which had been clearly understood in the recent exploration. As the rear area, Darnassus only had a small number of patrols, or they were the police to maintain public order. With these defensive forces, there was no need for Staghelm to lead the way, and the soldiers could kill in silently.
The soldiers were basically on duty. Vashj tapped the number of people and nodded: "The plan is going smoothly. Now the other two main settlements of the night elves, Dolanar and Eldrassil, have been surrounded. We can't fall behind. Darnassus is right in front of us. Destroy all the enemies who resist and bring all the surrendering creatures into the embrace of the shadow!"
"Yes!"
"Let's go!"
Zoroz and his men raised their arms, and soldiers of various forms rushed up. Vashj led a team of soldiers and set out on another road. It was a small path that led directly to the World Tree, Teldrassil. There are three World Trees, one in Northrend, one in Mount Hygar, and one here. The one in Mount Hygar has the power to kill Archimonde, and the one here will not be without it, so it must be destroyed. Fortunately, the structures of several World Trees are similar, and the World Trees can be destroyed if the key location is found. As for the one in Northrend, no living creature can get close to it for the time being.
In front of Teldrassil, the soldiers and people of the night elves have picked up various weapons. Faced with desperate situations, these creatures did not show despair, which made Vashj a little bit of admiration. Of course, this little bit of respect could not affect their attack plan. After a while, the creatures blocking the way were cut down like leeks. Vashj led the soldiers to continue to move forward. Suddenly, a female warrior who had fallen to the ground but was not dead grabbed Vashj's tail.
"You can't achieve the final victory. We will return to the embrace of the moon god. The great god will destroy you!"
Vashj sneered: "You and your gods will turn into dust."
A chain of lightning, the female warrior turned into a large piece of charcoal. Vashj smiled self-deprecatingly. After all, the gods they believed in were the same as she once believed in.
"Report! All crossbows are in place!"
"Fire!"
A whirring wind sounded around Vashj, and iron arrows with burning gasoline bombs shot towards Teldrassil. The World Tree has grown for thousands of years, and has experienced countless winds and rains. Its bark is as hard as iron. Conventional weapons cannot hurt it at all, not even burning gasoline bombs. But every creature has its weaknesses. Teldrassil has a wound on it. The wound hole left ten thousand years ago has not healed yet. The inside of the World Tree is not as tough as the outside. Although the hole is high and small, with hundreds of crossbows firing continuously, one will drill in. One is enough.
The crossbow buzzed for more than ten minutes, and finally, with a "soothing" sound, Telrasir caught fire. After all, it was just a piece of wood, and the burning started from the inside and quickly spread to the whole body, crackling non-stop.
Vashj looked at the scene in front of her excitedly, listened to the good news from Darnassus, and took a deep breath: "Mission successful!"
Richard in Mount Hyjal in Kalimdor did not know what happened in the elves' hometown, and a fierce battle was going on here.
According to the original plan, at the moment the signal was sent, Richard's troops were divided into two, one part attacked Darnassus, and the other part destroyed the main force of the night elves here. The moment Archimonde fell, the suicide troops hidden in the mountains and the main force of the Horde that had been gathering strength rushed out. The Alliance, elves and high-level demons they saw were all their enemies. At the same time, the teleportation array that was previously set up to resist Archimonde lit up again. Xavius led the nightmare army to attack from various places, and cooperated with the low-level demons that Iori had united before the war to attack the Alliance forces from the front and back.
The orcs' main target was the Alliance army. Richard and Xavius went after Illidan and Malfurion respectively, while Tyrande went after her old friend.
"Fandar. Staghelm! You traitor!" Tyrande, exhausted physically and mentally, barely organized a defense line to resist the sudden attack. Seeing the familiar guy, she was naturally furious. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about "Touch of the Ancient Gods", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find confidants~