Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

In Silvermoon City, the Sun Chaser King’s Court!

"Bang! Our country is being invaded! And you're still concerned about why the Bandinoril barrier isn't working!"

Sun King Anasterian slammed the table angrily. He had been on the throne for thousands of years but at this moment he was furious. The Silver Moon councillors gathered around the round table were silent for a moment!

"But your majesty, Bandinoril has guarded Quel'Thalas for thousands of years and nothing has ever happened. I'm afraid the two invasions in the past six months are a conspiracy against us Quel'dorei!" The councilor of the Dawnblade family is a ninth-level archmage who majored in protective magic. He was the one who presided over the renewal of the previous great barrier.

"Under the protection of the barrier, have we, the Quel'dorei, no longer been able to fight? Haven't you seen the magical images sent back from the front lines?" Liressa Windrunner, the mother of the three Windrunner sisters, looked at this group of lagging senators with a mocking look on her face. Her patience was almost at its limit.

"The country has been invaded and the people are in a panic. The first thing we need to do is to drive the invaders out of Quel'Thalas. As for whether it is a trap or not!" The Sun King stood up and blurted out in a sharp tone: "The reason why a conspiracy is a conspiracy is that the strength of the perpetrators is not up to par. In front of the absolute strength of Quel'Thalas, they are just rats in the sewer!"

Beloval, the first person in the parliament under the Sun King, stood up at this time. In this critical moment, he was able to distinguish the priorities, and he had always been committed to balancing the relationship between the king and the parliamentarians.

Beloval said firmly: "The most urgent task at the moment is to evacuate the people in the northern part of Eversong Forest. Judging from the situation on the front line, if the front line is lost, we can still retreat to Silvermoon City."

Rossman, the disciple of the great magician, was at the front line. He knew clearly the number of invaders this time, and he had to think about the worst outcome. Silvermoon City was the most solid fortress in the country, with the strongest protective barrier. He believed that no one could break it.

The strongest senator nodded, and the senators from other families looked at the Sun King, exchanged glances with each other, and expressed their agreement.

"That's it, Belovar, you take charge of this matter!" The Sun King issued a new task, and then said calmly: "Quel'Thalas has entered a state of total war. Mobilize the Eclipse, Firewing, and Flamehawk Legions! Send to the front immediately!"

"Since we have already joined the alliance, we should stop hiding it and let humans know that even after thousands of years, the high elves are still strong! They are still the number one magical nation!"

At this moment, the old Sun King seemed to have returned to the time when he had just ascended the throne three thousand years ago. Facing the still powerful Amani Empire, Quel'Thalas went against all odds and formed an alliance with humans!

In order to win the war, to allow his son Kael'thas to gain greater military merit and prestige, and to pave the way for his ascension to the throne, the Sun King changed his previous policy of compromise and adopted a tough approach that made the parliamentarians uncomfortable.

After all, he is Sunstrider, the descendant of Dathmare, that noble bloodline.

On the Quel'Thalas Trail, Galen and Turalyon led their respective knights, with scouts scattered ahead for fear of being ambushed.

Garin lamented the damn barrier and serious xenophobic policy of the elves. He couldn't interfere with Eversong Forest. The strategic map was completely dark, and there was no eye. Was he supposed to use his face to explore the bushes?

After leaving the plug-in, Garin had to follow the normal marching and fighting methods. After comparison, Garin found that Turalyon was more skilled than himself in this aspect, but he did not show it. Instead, he handed the reconnaissance work to Turalyon. He had to pretend to the end and never lose face!

However, after passing through the gate built by the elves, Garin asked Turalyon to withdraw the human scouts.

Once you enter the forest, who could be more professional than the rangers?

Moreover, from a distance, there were several plumes of thick smoke rising above the forest. Judging from the scale of the smoke from this distance, the area that was on fire was at least the size of a small town!

If Garin put himself in his shoes, he could guess that with Orgrim's expertise, he would most likely arrange an ambush in the rear to block the large support force!

The Art of War says: Do not enter a forest. If you must enter, reconnoitre thoroughly.

Well, the latter part was made up by Garin, but it didn't stop Turalyon from looking very agreeable.

Thousands of wanderer rangers were sent out, not only to explore the way, but also to hunt down the scouts and spies of the tribes in the forest.

Sylvanas and Alleria led the team personally, and the two ladies said that hunting them was professional.

The elves were filled with great anger at these tribes that burned the forests and destroyed their homes.

When they rested that night, the travelers brought back hundreds of troll heads, including some from orc scouts.

The orc and troll scouts were so close, there must be a troop nearby, so Garin and his men marched more carefully. Fortunately, they had the strongest ranger leading their team, so they could suppress the intelligence and eliminate all the spies of the ambush. Then, they could decide whether to eat them or bypass them. The initiative was in their hands.

However, the trolls had discovered that their scouts had disappeared and had sent out new personnel to investigate. After resting for an hour, Alleria and Sylvanas led a new group of rangers to attack again.

As they advanced, Galen and Turalyon contacted Aragorn in the faraway Hinterlands.

In the absence of the Wildhammer dwarves and elves, the farmers in Quel'Danil Fortress quickly completed various base buildings, and a large number of arrow towers were erected overnight. The amazing construction speed and the impenetrable city defenses made Varok Saurfang, who came to attack, return empty-handed.

During this period, Kurdran came to inspect the Quel'Danil fortress, and after witnessing several battles, he had to praise the Stone Legion led by Aragorn for being good at defense. Kurdran was no longer worried about the comfort of Aerie Mountain. As agreed, he led a large force of Wildhammer Griffin Knights north to provide rapid reinforcements.

After Kurdlan set off, Garin had secretly teleported the Legion of Gale and the Legion of Red Flame to the Quel'Danil Fortress, and six thousand Griffin Knights also came out in full force. This was a big move by Garin after he had the Griffin Knights.

All of this is just to quickly clear out the orcs and trolls in Sintland when everyone focuses their attention on the north, and then support new troll agents to secretly develop Sintland.

The next morning, Alleria and Sylvanas caught up with the main force.

"The Sun Temple is just ahead. If we speed up, we can arrive there by noon! We have cleared out the ambush troops in the rear, so at least they won't delay us now!"

The Farstriders' night of hard work resulted in a rapid march, and Orgrim's plan to stop them failed.

"The road ahead is smooth!"

This is exactly what Garin wanted to hear. We will only dare to enter the forest after you have explored the map thoroughly, and the flying troops are right behind us.

"The whole army!"

"Attack!"

Target, the Temple of the Sun!