Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

A hundred farmers were cutting wood at the foot of the mountain. Due to the presence of high elves, Garin did not directly build the base buildings. Instead, he asked the farmers to cut wood honestly and then build houses normally.

On the third day, an elf-style wooden house had taken shape.

The huge terrace of the wooden house faces the large lake formed by the waterfall. The view of the lake and the waterfall from here is very beautiful.

"Shiva, Oli, what do you think about me naming this building Quel'Danil Lodge?" Garin asked the Windrunner sisters beside him.

Ever since Garen and Sylvanas had a private conversation that day, their relationship not only returned to normal, but there was even a hint of affection lingering around.

Both of them knew that they were facing a powerful enemy, and war was their main focus until the tribe was defeated.

Alleria's attitude towards Garin also changed drastically because of a bottle of fountain of life. After all, one should be grateful to those who eat from him.

"Quel'dani, Garen, you've learned Quel'Thalasian quite well!" Sylvanas's praise made Garen a little embarrassed. He had learned Quel'Thalasian at a terrible rate. Apart from the few phrases that I've heard the blood elf NPCs say before, I don't know anything else!

Jialin touched the back of his head, trying to hide his embarrassment. As long as I pretend well, no one will notice!

"The Peak Lodge, well, it lives up to its name." After Aurelia finished speaking, Garin thought to himself, thank you, big sister, I almost got exposed!

"We can only build a simple residence for now. We should be leaving for Quel'Thalas in a few days. When we have time in the future, we will decorate this place and use it as a holiday cottage!"

"That's a good idea!" Sylvanas agreed with Garin's idea. "The forest of the Hinterlands is different from the Eversong Forest, which is spring-like all year round. It is full of the wildness of nature and has a unique flavor. Moreover, the griffins here are stronger. Flying here will be more exciting than riding a dragon eagle!"

"You are thinking about these things again. Didn't you torment the dragoneagles in Eversong Forest enough? Now you're changing your target?" Alleria scolded her sister. She had loved seeking excitement since she was a child. The dragoneagle had a slender body and an elegant flying posture, but Sylvanas just wanted to turn 360 degrees in the air. How could her small arms and legs support such difficult movements?

Sylvanas was unhappy. "Hmph! You don't need your precious dragon eagle. There are plenty of griffons here! I can just catch one. If all else fails, I can go and rent one from the Wildhammers to play with!"

It's a pleasure to watch two beauties bickering.

"Ding, ding, ding!" (Calling the Power Rangers)

A ringing bell interrupted Garin and his friends' leisure time.

Garin took out the video communicator and after the connection was made, the figures of Kael'thas and Rossman appeared.

"Galin! Did you hear that, Galin?"

"Hear, hear, please speak!"

Garen adjusted the volume of the instrument so that Kael'thas' words could be heard by the Windrunners nearby.

"The official documents from Quel'Thalas are already on the desk of His Majesty Terenas, Lord of the Alliance. Garin, you can officially set off!"

Oh no, the military pass is now available, so it's time to get started.

"Very good, I need the coordinates of the Quel'Lithien hut!" Garin asked for the coordinates. The elves' stronghold was right on the edge of their border, not far from Stratholme, so they could just go there to wait for Turalyon.

"Why do you need the coordinates?" Kael'thas was surprised!

"Teleport over!" Jialin said as if it was a matter of course!

"You haven't marched these days!" Kael'thas discovered that it seemed that Sintlan was still behind Garin!

"Why rush the march when we can teleport? Wouldn't it be better to let the soldiers recuperate and prepare for the war?"

Garen's words made Kael'thas almost blurt out "MMP". As the prince of the magic kingdom, I rode my Chocobo for two days from Silvermoon City to the border of Tarkrain. Now you guys are standing still and waiting to be teleported?

What noble soldiers!

With nothing to say, Kael'thas could only give the coordinates, then urged Garin to come over quickly and hung up the video. He was afraid that if he said a few more words, he would not be able to suppress the surging fire elements in his body!

"Nice magic performance." Rossman looked at the magic video communicator and praised it. As a disciple of Silvermoon City's chief magician Beloval, he was considered knowledgeable, but it was the first time he saw such a sophisticated communication device.

"Gandalf is a great wizard with extensive knowledge and great power. It's a pity that he served someone he was loyal to. Can't Galen be more serious?"

Kael'thas was furious. He was worried and anxious about gathering reinforcements, but this guy just stayed in Sinterlands?

Everybody is running the book, just you wait!

What a boss!

"Haha, Prince Garin, well, you're just like him." Rossman was speechless. As the prince's confidant, he knew the importance of Garin. After all, he was an important ally, so it would be better for him not to respond.

"Okay, Shiva, Oli, go and reorganize the army. It's time for us to set off. If we don't leave now, your prince will be mad to death." Garin put away the communication equipment, stretched, and then arranged for Arudi and Muba to reorganize the army.

Alleria lamented that Prince Kael'thas and Prince Galen had such a good personal relationship, which was really unbelievable. Sylvanas covered her mouth and laughed secretly, then pulled her sister to gather the Farstrider troops.

Garen's idea was to take all the combat units away. He had already contacted Aragorn. As soon as they left, he would teleport with the Rock Legion to take over the Quel'Danil Hut, and then arrange for the farmers to start work and build this place into the Quel'Danil Fortress.

The Wildhammer dwarves have already agreed to let them build a fortress on this land. How can they miss such a good opportunity?

The Quel'Danil Fortress is the bridgehead for Garen to enter the Hinterlands. The Wildhammer dwarves have a limited population, and can only develop a small area in the northwest of the Hinterlands. Garen has long been eyeing the large tracts of land belonging to the trolls, and this time he finally got the chance!

Garen first teleported his own troops away. In fact, the coordinates of the Quel'Lithin hut that he and Kael'thas wanted were false. He did not open a large-scale legion portal at all. He just needed an excuse.

East Wilder is a wealthy province of Lordaeron. Its capital is the holy city of Stratholme. Quel'Lithien Lodge is a stronghold established by the High Elf Kingdom in the mountains in the north of this province.

In order to establish good relations with the High Elf Kingdom, Terenas specially lent this land belonging to Lordaeron to the High Elf for use.

There was a flash of white light, and Garin appeared in the woods with his knights. Then he waved his hand, and a farmer who served as the coordinate point left the woods and returned to the nearby village to continue playing the role of a refugee.

Then Garin made several more trips to bring the remaining troops and travelers over.

"Where is this, Galin?" Isn't this the Quel'Lithin hut? Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Windrunner was puzzled.

"We are in the woods south of Quel'Lithien. We are not skilled enough and the portal went astray!"

If Gandalf were here, he would definitely hit us with his staff!