The continent of Kalimdor has been quite unstable recently.
The westward march launched by the Human Empire was less than half a year ago. In that war, the human immigrants showed incredible tenacity, relying on their newly replaced thermal weapons and fortification tactics to defeat Thousand Needles.
The centaurs in the Stone Forest were driven out of their gathering place. One-third of the centaurs died on the battlefield, and the other third were captured by the human empire and sent as slaves to mines in the Shining Plains and to build institutions for humans.
City.
But a small number of centaurs escaped from the battlefield. They tried to rush into Feralas from the junction of Thousand Needles and Feralas Wilderness to take refuge, but they were blocked by the night elf sentries who had been stationed in the wilderness in advance.
Facing the aggressive human pursuit outside the low-lying wilderness, these centaur remnants had to flee northwest along the edge of Feralas, and finally returned to the place where Centaur civilization was born.
Desolace is a vast plain located in the north of Feralas and south of the Stonetalon Mountains that is currently controlled by elves and tribes. It is a barren land filled with white Gobi and a small amount of grasslands and rift valleys.
The Desolate Land has always been the traditional sphere of influence of the centaurs. Nearly a thousand years ago, some tauren tribes lived here as nomads, but the savage centaurs have been trying to drive these tauren out of their sphere of influence.
, they almost did it a few years ago. The last tauren tribe in Desolace, the Bloodhoof tauren, were almost wiped out under the siege of the centaurs.
At that time, the orcs who were mining in the Stonetalon Mountains received a call from the tauren for help. If it were not for the help of the orcs, the Bloodhoof tauren would not have been able to survive the time when the whole family migrated to the Mulgore Plains. After that,
The Bloodhoof tauren returned the favor and joined the tribe under the leadership of their leader Cairn Bloodhoof. Like the Darkspear Trolls, they became a member of the tribe.
But the centaur power in Desolation is too powerful, and even the extremely brave orcs are unwilling to provoke these vengeful barbarians. Although the night elves are not afraid of these nomadic clans, they are not afraid of the lazy immortal species.
There is really not much interest in desolate areas like Desolace, and the centaur ancestors have some connection with the night elves. Therefore, they allow this group of barbarians to live and multiply in this wilderness.
However, no matter how long the years of peace are, it is only an interval between two wars, and the barbarians will never be able to live in such a hazy and uncontested way.
Less than a week after the centaur remnants who had been defeated by humans fled back to the Desolate Land, a sudden disaster swept across the entire Desolate Land. It was different from the plague, and it was different from the famine. It did not rely on isolation.
You can escape it by expelling the sick or expelling the old and the weak. It is a moving disaster, a devouring disaster, a destructive disaster... It comes with incomparable malice, and it will not stop until it has swallowed a sufficient number of centaurs.
Spreading footsteps...
The name of this disaster is...the undead.
The heavily armed Black Blade Undead Chapter landed from the western coast of Desolation on an ordinary night. It was like a lamp or a spark lit by some higher will in the darkness. At the beginning, no one
Pay attention to the corpses in these actions. In certain places where negative energy gathers in the Desolate Land, naturally born undead will occasionally appear. Even the weakest centaur tribe will not regard these undead as a threat.
However, just one day later, the bad news spread throughout the three giant centaur tribes in the Desolate Land... With terrifying efficiency, the Dark Blade Undead killed a tribe of 20,000 people in less than 6 hours.
The warrior's medium-sized centaur horde was slaughtered.
The leader of the undead armed with firearms and dragging heavy cannons, a guy with a black giant sword on his back who called himself War Lord Gatheris, killed all the adult centaurs of that tribe and plundered all the young centaurs, leaving only
He killed 10 warriors who had their hands cut off and one eye blinded. They used blood and words to convey a terrifying message to other tribes.
"Savage and backward bad civilization has no value in existence. If the centaurs cannot show their civilization progress, then the undead will use long swords and artillery to send the scum that worships barbarism into the hell of heresy."
The khans could not understand the message conveyed by the undead, so they took it as a signal to start war. Called by the clan's horn, the tough warriors rushed from all directions to the pastures of the three large tribes, sharpening their swords in preparation and invasion.
A battle between the undead in Desolation.
Some "wise men" among the Centaurs, some shamans who have studied the writings of other civilizations, claimed that they saw in the strong wind a black disaster that would inevitably sweep the entire Centaur clan, and they wanted to take the young ones with them.
He went to the centaur's holy land and took shelter in the ancestral tomb in the Valley of Spears, but he was criticized by the khans as cowardly.
In short, the turmoil in Desolate Land has just begun. No one knows how many centaurs have died before these undead that suddenly landed on Kalimdor will recede, but because the undead are attacking the useless barbarians on this continent
, so no one is willing to lend a hand to help them unless...
Unless these centaurs suddenly wake up, put down their barbarism and arrogance, and go to ask for help from other civilizations... But until these barbaric bastards are really beaten and hurt, they probably won't learn to bow their heads.
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In the Feralas Wilderness, not far from Desolation, this land has not been very peaceful recently, but this disturbance has nothing to do with the undead.
Feralas Wilderness is one of the areas with the richest forest resources in the southern frontier of Kalimdor. Overall, this wilderness is an inverted "T" shape, with intertwined, long and narrow low-lying wilderness, and gentle water flows.
There is a large bay and the branches of the Mogore Mountains here. They are two mutually opposing peaks, which are called "Twin Tower Mountains" by the people here.
The scenery of Feralas is very good, very similar to the scenery of Ashenvale, the core area of the rule of the night elves. Many night elves also live here, and in the bay of Feralas, there are also the night elves' sentinel legions in the southern border.
The base camp - Feather Moon Fortress.
This large fortress is commanded by General Shandris Feathermoon, with nearly 300,000 combat troops under his command, including common elven rangers, frostsaber knights and hippogryph knights, as well as rare ancient war trees, and some
The mountain giants who were friends with the night elves, as well as a large number of druids, and an entire fleet of night elves, their armed forces were invincible in the entire southern territory of Kalimdor.
Oh, by the way, General Shandris Feathermoon, who fought with great distinction in the Battle of the Valley and the Battle of Satyr, is actually the adopted daughter of Tyrande Whisperwind, the moon priestess of the night elves. The relationship between the two
The age difference is only a few dozen years. According to the tradition of short-lived species, this mother and daughter are actually more like sisters... But since they are short-lived species, don't try to figure out the ethics of long-lived species. Once you get into it,
, it’s easy to find things that challenge your three views.
Feather Moon Fortress shoulders the responsibility of maintaining order in the southern border of the continent. At the same time, when necessary, it also sends troops to support the druids who insist on Cenarion Fortress in the Silithus Desert at the southernmost tip of the continent. There is a
The battlefield of the Millennium Quicksand War is where dangerous bug-men are sealed. Once the bug-men break out of the seal, they will be a terrible threat to the entire Kalimdor.
In addition, another task shouldered by Feathermoon Fortress is to guard and supervise the activities of the local upper elves. In the center of Feralas, there is a remaining upper elf metropolis from 10,000 years ago. People living in it
There are about 150,000 to 200,000 highborne, which is almost the last remaining highborne in Azeroth.
Due to the "big things" the upper elves did 10,000 years ago, their purple-skinned compatriots are no longer willing to accept them 10,000 years later.
Of course, the proud upper elves do not think that the demon invasion and the explosion of the Well of Eternity are their fault, at least not entirely their fault. Therefore, even in the case of extreme shortage of supplies, they would rather stick to the isolated city of Eresa
Among them, they are unwilling to lick their faces and return to the new society established by the "untouchables" of the past.
In fact, after the ancient war 10,000 years ago, there was actually a possibility of reconciliation between the highborne elves and the night elves in Elre'Thalas. However, when they learned that the highborne elves led by Dath'Remar Sunstrider
After the rebels suffered discrimination, disgust and vigilance in the night elf society, they were no longer willing to communicate with the night elves.
And 6,800 years ago, after Dath'Remar Sunstrider, who could not bear the humiliation and longed for the freedom to use magical power, took the high elves and left the eastern continent brazenly, the relationship between the high elves and the night elves in Elre'Thalas began to decline.
Completely cut off.
There is no possibility of reconciliation between them. Both sides have strong vigilance, disgust and hostility towards each other, but even so, the night elves still did not use force against Elre'Thalas, but instead imprisoned and supervised them.
Letting the highborne in Elre'Thalas fend for themselves... This is probably the night elves' last "mercy" to their trouble-making compatriots.
To be honest, if the night elves really want to interfere, then relying on the extremely empty defense power of Elre'Thalas, the city may not be able to hold out for even a week in front of the army of Feathermoon Fortress.
And now, the descendants of the former runaways have returned to the place where their ancestors started. Headed by Kael'thas Sunstrider, the high elves who lost their hometown of Quel'Thalas have returned to Kalim again.
More, and they also came to Feralas, trying to get help from their real "compatriots" from ten thousand years ago.
When Ashenvale and Felwood were invaded by demonic legions, General Shandris Feathermoon was eager to lead the sentry troops to support his own war. Coupled with the human empire and the Draenei trying to make peace, the night elves reluctantly agreed. The request of high elf immigrants to land in Feralas, of course, is also related to Kael'thas' humble attitude.
Although General Shandris Feathermoon looks young and beautiful, this general is an elder of the same era as Kael'thas' grandfather Dath'Remar Sunstrider. The two have fought side by side, so in front of her , the high elves who are famous for their etiquette naturally cannot be proud.
General Feather Moon was very satisfied with the new Sun King's humble attitude. Therefore, under the instructions of his adoptive mother, Ms. Tyrande, Shandris Feather Moon moved the low-lying wasteland in the central and northeastern part of Feralas in a decent manner. It was allocated to the high elves for temporary residence, and generously allowed the high elves' Sunsail Fleet to temporarily anchor in the port of Feather Moon Fortress.
But both General Feather Moon and His Majesty Kael'thas knew very well that the conflict between the two sides was only temporarily put aside. Considering the night elves' deep-seated hatred of magic users, once the demonic war in Ashenvale comes to an end, the night elves will The conflict between the elves and the high elves will inevitably break out again... In other words, whether Kael'thas is willing or not, he must find a new home for his people before the war in Ashenvale ends.
And, help his people get rid of the... "evil" that slowly extends from their bones.
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"Ah! It hurts so much, help me...help me!"
In the lowland wilderness of Feralas, in a temporary settlement of high elves, in a secret room, a high elf mage wearing a robe huddled in pain on her bed. Her face was pale and her forehead was covered with sweat. , even wet her beautiful long golden hair, her body was shivering and balled up, and she was holding on to her clothes with both hands, as if she was very cold.
She was suffering tremendous pain, which could not be disguised, but unfortunately, there were no scars on her body. In other words, the pain did not come from outside the body, but from within the body.
To be precise, it comes from every drop of her blood, every bone, and every strand of thought.
After staying away from Quel'Thalas, these high elves who usually live in the air with extremely high magic concentration can no longer absorb enough magic from the air, which causes their bodies that have been transformed by magic to become hungry. ...This kind of hunger for magic power is difficult to overcome with willpower, because it is an "addiction" disease engraved in the soul, just like an addict who is addicted to drugs...
As the high elves left Quel'Thalas for longer and longer, the desire for demonic addiction began to appear in everyone. Those desires crawling in the bones are like ants walking among the bones. Every inch of their skin is distorted, and this distortion will gradually penetrate deep into their souls until their will is completely defeated... turning them into walking zombies hungry for magic.
This is the addiction, the incurable disease, the curse inherent in the High Elves and Highborne... the "demon" deep in their souls.
"Take this, kid."
A low and gentle voice sounded in the young mage's ears, and a cold magic gem was thrust into her hand. This high elf spellcaster, who had always been noble and cold, was like a beast that had smelled food. She
She let out a low roar, and then began to frantically absorb the magic power from the magic gem. When her body's hunger and thirst were satisfied, she let out weird moans that were unbearable.
"Her will is about to be broken. This poor child is about to lose herself."
The Archmage Rommath, who lost an arm in the battle of Khaz Modan, stood quietly beside the irrational mage. He looked at his apprentice with pity. This child should have been a mage with a bright future.
, was supposed to be the pillar for the Sun King to rebuild Quel'Thalas, but now, her addiction to magic has turned her into a demon.
What's worse is... this is not a special case. Everyone in the high elf immigrants in Feralas is suffering from addiction to magic. This race has reached the most dangerous cliff. If you are not careful, you will...
It ended up being shattered to pieces.
The apprentice who had drunk enough magic woke up. She showed a weak and ashamed smile to her mentor, and then she closed her eyes while she was drowsy. Archmage Romans walked out of the room, and he looked at
In the distance between the mountains, the ancient city of Eretharas, which was covered in the shade of green trees, a touch of undisguised anger and madness shone in his eyes. Finally, the Archmage gritted his teeth and walked towards the Sun King's house.
office.
"Can't wait any longer..."
"We must... we must win the future for our people! Even if we do whatever it takes!"
