Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

When a dozen or so Watchers stood up again and appeared in front of Maiev and the other Watchers, Garin received dozens of fiery glances!

After all, the dozen or so sisters just now were still cold corpses, and they had been cold for almost a day!

Lord Garin is mighty!

Maiev sent the watchers to guard outside the cave, leaving only her and Galen inside.

"Garlin, I didn't expect that you have reached such a high level in the art of druidry!" Maiev exclaimed. "Is this what you have gained after sleeping in the Emerald Dream for ten thousand years? I'm afraid Malfurion can't bring back more than a dozen dead at once!"

Malfurion might be able to do it, but he did not major in restoration. After all, as a profession with the most talent branches, he specialized in protection and balance. As for healing spells, he only studied them as a side job at most.

"A little insight, not just druid spells, but also some other things."

Jialin was very honest and didn't say too much.

"Anyway, thank you for your help. I will remember this favor." Maiev said and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment, Maiev."

Garen stopped Maiev who was about to go find Tyrande. "I know you want to question Tyrande."

"But this is meaningless... it's useless. With Tyrande's wisdom, she has many reasons to prove that she is right, and with her prestige, the tribe will not blame her, but you can only swallow this anger!"

That sentence: "You are not qualified to judge me, I am considering the overall situation," really disgusted Garin.

Ten thousand years later, Tyrande is no longer the novice Moon Priestess that Garen met in ancient times. She has grown into a qualified politician.

Maiev stopped where she was, holding the Wheel of Judgment tightly in her hand.

"You're helping her too!"

Maiev turned around, her tone turning cold.

"No, I'm helping you," Garen denied Maiev's words. "You have to know that the Watchers have long faded from the sight of the tribesmen, and even built their base camp in the Broken Isles. Apart from the people of Valshara who still remember you, how many people still remember you?"

"And now Archimonde is heading towards the World Tree. We are facing a powerful enemy and people are dying on the front lines every day. No one cares about the lives of your dozen sisters except you!"

"What on earth do you want to say?" Maiev interrupted Garen.

"I don't agree with Tyrande's leadership of the tribe. In my opinion, many of her actions are too petty. Over the past ten thousand years, the tribe's people have become more and more arrogant."

After all, it was when Garin first arrived in Kalimdor to set up a branch base that some blind night elves looked down on people in Garin Port, which made Garin very unhappy.

After all, his appearance as a night elf is just a high-imitation vest, and his butt is still on the human side.

Garin's words aroused Maiev's interest. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Besides, Garin had a good impression on Maiev, and the two sides had a basis for cooperation.

The two of them conspired in the Deershelm family's cave.

Three more days passed and Tyrande had returned, but Maiev did not cause any trouble and everything seemed to have calmed down.

Allies from the east also arrived by sea and assembled on the Golden Plains, Galin's territory.

This time, the army from the East Continent, in addition to Stromgarde, also includes Stormwind Kingdom, Kul Tiras, Wildhammer, Dark Iron and Dwarfs, who are far away from the scourge of the Undead and have some strength left.

Although the High Elves were unable to send out a complete legion, they did send out a group of Sunreaver mages, led by Thranduil.

The red dragons who had established the Vermillion Sanctuary in the Northron Highlands also sent out a team, led by the hard-working Valastrasza whom Galen had met before.

The Battle of Mount Hyjal is not an ordinary battle, but a matter of life and death for the world of Azeroth.

This is different from the Orc Horde and the Undead Scourge. This is a battle of life and death for the entire planet, and also a battle of glory.

As long as they win, the human-led Alliance in the Eastern Continent will be able to step onto the big stage of Azeroth, instead of making trouble on this small piece of land in the Eastern Continent.

The leader of the Alliance now is Stromgarde, who is now named Trollbane, and Garen is also doing his utmost to promote its development.

The Alliance army joined the Tauren of Mulgore at the Crusader Fortress in the Golden Plains. Together with the Crusaders' vassals in Kalimdor, such as the Quillmen and Darkspear Trolls, an army of 200,000 strong marched from the northern valley into the territory of the night elves: Ashenvale!

To be honest, an army of 200,000 has far exceeded the expectations of the night elves, and even exceeded their bottom line...

The night elves have a population of over ten million, but their open army is only three hundred thousand. Although each of them is an elite, even if he is mediocre, after thousands of years of training, he can become a veteran of hundreds of battles.

But it is impossible for all these 300,000 troops to be used to defend Mount Hyjal, right?

Winterspring, Darkshore, Ashenvale, Felwood, Feralas, Silithus, and vast areas of land all need to be garrisoned.

Especially Silithus, the stability of this area is also related to the safety of the world.

The ruins of Angela in the south contain the Old Gods and Angela Zergmen, who are no less dangerous than Archimonde!

In the end, it was the representatives of the Red Dragon Legion in the Alliance, and the uninvited Smegoth who represented the Blue Dragon Legion, who served as guarantees for the Alliance and allowed the 200,000-strong army to enter the territory of the night elves.

This was also the first time that the closed night elf territory welcomed the entry of foreigners.

Malfurion, who had just awakened from Ashenvale, met Tyrande and Illidan who had returned from the Broken Isles on his way back to Mount Hyjal.

"It seems like an eternity. I have been imprisoned in the darkness for too long, my dear brother!"

The resentment in Illidan's tone was not concealed, and it pierced Malfurion's heart.

The sins Illidan committed back then were so serious that if Malfurion and Tyrande had not protected him, he would have been executed by his own people on the spot!

If they had known that, the couple would not have become the true leaders of the night elves, and it was Jarod Shadowsong who was injured by Illidan!

If this guy hadn't retired on his own, how could there have been any stories about Malfurion and Tyrande later?

This troublesome little brother has caused so much trouble that his name is still a taboo among the tribe members!

"Illidan! This is all your own fault!"