Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Time passed quickly, and with the help of the Farstriders of Quel'Thalas, the night elves completely stabilized their front and advanced a certain distance to the south.

In addition, Aristophanes also led a small team to sneak attack the insect nests located in the northern and central parts of Silithus under the cover of night, using bombs to destroy the purple insect nests, greatly reducing the insects' attack on the defense line pressure.

In addition, the elf rangers got the magic arrows provided by the far traveler. Countless bows and arrows flew in the air with red and white trails, blasting holes in the black flying insects.

"Aristophanes, thank you for your assistance." After repelling the attack of the bugs again, Tyrande deliberately found the elf mage and thanked him.

"You are welcome, Your Excellency the High Priest. We also obtained a lot of rare magic items and materials left over from ancient times, for mutual benefit." Aristophanes said as he led Adelina.

Looking at the elf mage with a sincere face, Tyrande thought of the very stubborn archdruid again, and couldn't help but sighed, but then she cheered up: "It seems that we won't be able to leave here in a short time. Do you have any plans for the next strategy, Aristophanes?"

"Uh, I can't talk about strategy, but there are some doubts about the war. Don't you think the attack of the bugs is weakening, High Priest?"

"Indeed, after our line of defense was solid and we were able to kill flying troops on a large scale, the bugs' offensive became worse day by day. Even the flying bugs haven't been seen much these days. Perhaps they are planning a larger-scale attack."

Aristophanes nodded, agreed with Tyrande's opinion and put forward his own suggestion: "We should find a way to go deep into the desert for reconnaissance, in order to obtain the movements of the bugs. It is too passive to just block here for defense."

Tyrande rejected his proposal: "Our air force, that is, the hippogryph knights and the raptor druids did not perform well in the face of the sea of ​​insects. Let's defend first. Another group of druids came from the dream After waking up, they will join another group of Sons of Cenarius and rush here, and then we will have the ability to fight back."

At this time, a ranger in green mail shouted from a distance: "Aristophanes, come quickly, here is your letter!"

"Okay, go get busy first. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me or Shandris." Tyrande patted him on the back, and then led Ashara, who was playing with Adelina, out of here .

"Aurelia, what's wrong?"

"The Far Traveler brought a letter from His Majesty the King." The eldest sister of the Wind Traveler took out a letter with a golden postmark, on which was printed a phoenix pattern about to fly.

Aristophanes took it and opened it, first frowning and then opening it.

"What's the matter, did His Majesty the King give you any order?"

"The council was very dissatisfied with us leaving the territory without permission, especially when they learned that we were here to help the Kaldorei fend off the so-called bugs. They wanted me to go back for questioning. His Majesty Anasterian rejected the proposal and said This action was approved by him, and at the end of the letter, His Majesty the King asked me to personally report to him on the process of this action after the war on my side is over."

"Ah?! This..." Even though Alleria knew that Aristophanes was very popular with His Majesty the King, she never expected that His Majesty would indulge him so much.

"What's the matter, sister, you have such a surprised expression." At this moment, another elf came over with a spear on his back, and lay on Aurelia's body.

"What's this smell?" A fishy smell rushed straight into Aurelia's nostrils, she quickly pinched her nose and asked in a low voice.

Cirvanas raised his left foot, the emerald green boots were stained with various colors: "There is a bug trying to attack me from the ground,

Got slaughtered by me, and all kinds of liquid splashed out and got on the boots. "

"You crazy girl, hurry up and change it, it stinks!" Alleria patted her head reproachfully.

"Hee hee, I'll go right away. By the way, new drinks have been sent from the fortress tonight, Aristophanes, remember to bring them to my room!"

Seeing the elves turning away, Alleria and Aristophanes looked at each other and smiled.

"Little Hill has grown up too!" Aurelia sighed, "And this battlefield has really made the rangers of the Farstriders grow up a lot. I want to bring the Rangers of the Rangers to practice practiced."

"As long as you can get authorization, I don't think the night elves will object." Aristophanes shrugged.

"Come on, you think everyone is as much loved by His Majesty the King as you are, all right, I'm going to find Hill, you can do it yourself."

Meanwhile, the occupied Cenarion Hold.

Countless bugs surrounded a huge Qiraji. It had huge and sharp horns on its head, and its body was wrapped in a thick black-purple carapace. In front of it was a prison made of bug limbs. The arm elf is trapped inside and does not know whether he is alive or dead.

"Rajax, Rajax!" The bugs began to call the bugman's name regularly.

The elf in a coma was awakened by the sound. He opened his eyes and looked around, licked his dry lips, and saw all kinds of bugs, big and small.

After the owner of the bug confirmed the identity of the elf in front of him, the twin emperors devised a plot, a conspiracy against the elf commander, with Rajax as the executor.

At this time, the weak elf was caught by the huge insect claw stretched out by Rajax. He tried to resist, but the elf with a broken arm couldn't break free from the thick insect limb.

Surrounded by the Qiraji fighters around him, the giant Qiraji commander strode north. According to the emperor's plan, this attack will completely defeat the spiritual defense of the elf commanders, thus achieving the evil goal of their masters. Purpose.

At noon the next day, the Qiraji army appeared again in front of the elves' defense line, and the number was even more astonishing.

Once again, the long-lost sound of wings vibrating stirred the entire sky, and the endless army of bugs covered the entire horizon.

They spread out in front of Tyrande, Aristophanes, and the others like a shadow cast by a great black cloud, blocking out the sunlight, and then came to a halt.

They wait.

The allied elves also assembled quickly under the orders of the archdruids. Fandral's incarnation of the giant bear stood at the forefront of the team, the raptor druids hovered above their heads, and the claw druids transformed into bear forms. Rangers and The sentries took out their weapons one after another, and Aristophanes and Shandris also led the hippogryph knights into the air, staring intently ahead.

After a while, the sea of ​​insects suddenly branched out, and the huge General Qiraji appeared in front of everyone, holding a wounded body high with his sharp claws. He walked to the front of the swarm's line, holding Valstein high for all to see.

"Winstein!" The archdruid roared, and his heart was stirred again. The expressions of Tyrande and other troop commanders changed drastically, and there was a commotion in the coalition forces.

"Sirvanas, snipe at it! I'll save it!"

After Aristophanes gave the order in the air, he urged Adelina under his crotch with all his strength, and they seemed to pass through the space and disappeared directly at the elf's defense line in an instant.

Valstein in General Rajax's claws began to struggle and yelled something to Fandral, and the archdruid immediately broke free from his confusion, leading the night army towards the general, but the distance was so far away ...Even if the general didn't do anything, Tyrande and the others knew that they were too late to save Valstein.

At this moment, a crisp sound sounded, and a cold bullet hit the Qiraji gladiator in front of Rajax, and quickly froze its chest.

"Oops, missed." Cirvanas looked serious, took aim and fired a second shot.

Startled, Rajax raised his other claw, trying to tear the elf from his hand.

Aristophanes, who was still in the air, saw it, and immediately took out the dragon scale containing the power of time and urged it with all his strength. The elven coalition army in the distance saw a golden force coming from Aristophanes' hands. Gushing out, covering a space of hundreds of meters in radius.

"Is this the power of time?"

Seeing the insects whose actions suddenly slowed down, the archdruid froze for a moment, then continued to rush forward with his head bowed.

As a spellcaster, Aristophanes was naturally not affected by this energy. He released the flash spell and appeared beside Rajax in an instant. The blue-white ice blade cut off one of General Qiraji's sharp claws. After getting out of trouble, Varstein flashed and disappeared in the swarm again, appearing on Adelina.

After placing the seriously injured Vastanen, he rode Adelina and retreated towards the elves' position. After two seconds, the insects got rid of this restraint. The elf mage looked at the dragon scale in his hand while running. The strength has been basically exhausted, only a little bit is left to protect the scale from damage.

"Ow!" Rajax suddenly felt a sharp pain, and lowered his head to find that the elf had disappeared, replaced by green blood spurting from the severed limb, and at the same time, a chill gushed out from a small hole on his right arm , freezing part of its carapace.

Then the general raised his head, and saw the elf mage who was moving away quickly at a glance, his red eyes were fixed on his figure.

"Rajax, Rajax!" The flying insects attacked with all their strength after receiving the order, and the dark clouds followed the elf mage closely. Before Tyrande gave an order, Alleria and Cirvanas He has already led the long-distance travellers to attack these bugs to cover Aristophanes' return.

Shandris in the air also led the Hippogryph knights to rush up, fighting desperately with the flying insects who were chasing after them.

Aristophanes put down the badly wounded Valstein in the medical area behind the camp, then turned and joined the fight again.

However, an unprecedented sandstorm hit from the east at this time, and the huge sand wall blocked all the light, making it suffocating and dull.

Facing the swarms of insects and the harsh environment, the elves retreated steadily. The sound of the wind strongly vibrated the eardrums of the elves, covering the sound of fighting on the battlefield and the roar of their companions before they died.

Sylvanas didn't know how many bugs she killed, she just kept shooting.

Blood had already oozed from Alleria's fingers, staining her bowstring red.

Shandris rode the battered hippogryph and struggled against the flying insects in the wind.

Fandral dashed through the swarm, ordering everyone to retreat.

"High Priest, this sandstorm is abnormal!" Aristophanes shouted, and at the same time released two meteorites to hit the bug in front of him.

"I know, retreat quickly, we can't fight the bugs in this situation!"

Facing such violent natural energy, both Aristophanes and Tyrande were helpless. They could only continue to cover the retreat of the troops, and the bugs didn't stop their pursuit until the entrance of the crater.

After this battle, the Qiraji completely drove the elves out of Silithus.

The coalition forces suffered thousands of casualties, lost a large amount of supplies, and lost the canyon defense line. The only result of the battle was to rescue the son of the archdruid.