"The War of Quicksand was a war that took place 1,000 years ago. It was also the most dangerous war that the Kaldorei civilization encountered after the catastrophe of the Ancient War. It was the most terrifying war buried deep under this land.
threats."
High-ranking druid Moana Staghelm was sitting in the conference room. In front of her, sat the magical illusions of the young kings from the human empire.
It is a critical period for the reconstruction of civilization, and the kings have so many things to deal with. Even if the always cold night elf messenger repeatedly emphasizes how terrible this crisis is, it cannot be the reason why the kings put aside political affairs and come to the White Tower Port.
, they can only express their attention in this way. Fortunately, with the help of the magic books in the Great Library of Elrethalas, human mages have restored the magical communication that the upper elves are proficient in, making this kind of "remote meeting" possible.
"The vision became a reality.
However, the archmages of the newly built Dalaran gathered here. These users of magical power are still very interested in the historical stories of the night elves, and the dissection of the previous winged worm also made the mages
They saw another unique life form, which made them very concerned about it.
It is worth mentioning that Archbishop Chaldea, who was attacked by winged insects, also appeared at the venue. The archbishop's arm was still wrapped in a bandage, and the blood stains on the white bandage represented the danger of that attack.
"The bugmen have a long history, and they have existed in this world even longer than the history of the night elves."
Moana looked at the magical illusion in front of her and the serious-looking mages. She opened the heavy book in her hand and looked at the records left by the first generation of elves. She said as if reciting a poem:
"When the civilization of the Elf Empire was in the ascendant... That was more than 1,000 years before the birth of the Elf Era. At that time, the most powerful civilization in the primitive world was the trolls. Don't be surprised, human friends, the troll civilization was once
Very brilliant, even comparable to the Elf Empire. Before the rise of the Elf Empire, they were indeed the most powerful force on this land."
"Our ancestors, the first generation of elves who lived in that period, left historical records about the war between the trolls and the bugs. It was the first large-scale war between the bug civilization and other civilizations. They called themselves "Aqir"
Empire", they live in the dark tunnels under the earth. For reasons we cannot know, the Aqir Empire began to wage war against the powerful troll civilization."
The high-level Druid turned the pages of the book, glanced at the human in front of her, and explained:
"That was 16,000 years ago. At that time, the world had not been divided. All life lived on a complete continent. The Aqirs were coming menacingly. Several powerful troll forces pushed each other away, but until the Insects
When the glorious Zandalari Mountains were threatened... it was the birthplace of troll civilization and their most sacred territory. The moment the bugmen arrived under the Zandalari Mountains, the trolls finally gave up.
resolve each other’s conflicts.”
"Under the alliance of the Zandalari troll sages, the wisest record-keepers among the trolls, all the trolls united as one and began to fight back against the Aqir."
"Wait, Ms. Moyana."
Archmage Modera stretched out her finger and interrupted the Druid's words. She frowned and asked:
"Are the Zandalari you are talking about...the Zandalari trolls now living on the Zandalari Islands in the South China Sea? Did they already exist 16,000 years ago? I thought that I met them before
Those trolls who have been here are bragging..."
"Yes, human mages, the Zandalari trolls did exist 16,000 years ago. During the Elf Empire, Queen Azshara met with the Zandalari Golden King several times. Those trolls recorded them
They are the supervisors and maintainers of troll civilization during the changes in civilization, and the knowledge they possess is very valuable."
Moana casually explained about the Zandalari trolls, and after no one said anything, she continued to tell the story of the bugmen.
"Needless to say the process of the war. After hundreds of years of war, the Troll Empire completely defeated the Yaqirs and annihilated a huge part of the terrifying insect empire's effective strength. However, the Troll Empire was also exhausted.
After losing strength, it fell apart soon after. This was the first battle between the bugs and other civilizations, and there was no winner..."
"And the Battle of Quicksand was the second battle recorded in history."
The senior druid's tone became serious:
"That was 1,000 years ago. The Cenarion Council wanted to improve the poor natural environment of Silithus. That was the mission of the druids. But after going deep into the desert, we discovered some things that should not exist.
Things... descendants of the Yaqir Empire, those bugs... they have been dormant underground for more than ten thousand years. By the time we discovered them, those bug-men had also broken away from their original beast-like bodies. The strongest among them
The wisest ones already have a form similar to that of a mortal."
"They call themselves the bug people, the Qiraji... No one knows what the name means, but the Qiraji are not friendly. The observers of the druids were brutally killed, and only the luckiest of their compatriots escaped.
When they came back, they brought back news of the Qiraji's awakening. The leader of the druids at the time, my father Fandral Staghelm, went to Silithus to investigate in person. When he saw the black torrent of worms emerging from the ground,
After escaping out and sweeping across the Silithus Desert, he realized..."
Moyana's eyes narrowed, she looked at the kings in front of her, and she said in a deep voice:
"Once the Qiraji complete their war mobilization, they will start from the southern end of the continent and devour all life on the continent until they bring the entire continent under their dark rule, and then the entire world... There is something hidden behind the Qiraji
The power of darkness, even though we don't know what that power is."
"Faced with this terrible threat, my father returned to Mount Hyjal as quickly as possible. He mobilized the most powerful force of the night elves since the War of the Ancients, including several archdruids, the Moon Goddess
Priests, Sentinel Legions and our allies, dryads, jungle guardians, etc., we established Cenarion Fortress in the center of the great desert of Silithus to serve as the front line against the buggers."
A trace of pride flashed on Moyana's face:
"My father, Staghelm, commanded our most powerful army and persisted in the desert for several months in the face of the insect attacks. The Qiraji people feared him and called him "Kasis", which means "Invincible"
"The Hand that Shakes the Earth", at that time, we thought victory was close at hand, but unfortunately... something happened later, something very tragic."
The senior druid's expression became sad. She took a few breaths and was about to speak. In the seat belonging to Dalaran in front of her, the great warlock Kel'Thuzad, who was already impatient to listen to the story, said directly.
asked:
"But you still won, didn't you? This shows that the night elves have a way to deal with the Qiraji..."
"That's the problem, my human friends."
Moana glanced at Kel'Thuzad calmly, closed the book in her hand, and said to the illusion of the human mage and human king in front of her:
"We didn't win... To be precise, we lost. The night elves' legion was defeated. Tens of thousands of my compatriots were buried in the desert. At the most critical moment, we asked the dragons for help. Red
Dragons, green dragons, blue dragons and bronze dragons, the four dragon legions sent their most powerful forces, but even with the help of the dragons, we still paid a terrible price to seal the insect people in Xili
Seuss’s Behind the Beetle Wall.”
"The three dragon legions of the Red Dragon, the Green Dragon, and the Blue Dragon lost their princes and princesses. More than 100 dragons died in that expulsion battle. And the fact that we sealed the Insects in the end does not mean that we stand on the same side.
The reason why we sealed them was because we had no way to eliminate them at the time, so we could only use this method to buy enough time... in the hope of finding a way to completely eliminate the Qiraji in the future."
"So have you found it now?"
The illusion of human king Liam Greymane stood up and asked softly:
"Please, ma'am, please tell us some good news. After hearing your story, I feel like I need good news now."
Moana showed a helpless smile:
"I'm sorry, but human friends, the orthodox druids have been studying for a thousand years, but so far, we still haven't found the fatal weakness of the Qiraji. This is why my father, the Archdruid Staghelm, sent
The reason why I came here is that he knows better than anyone the threat to civilization posed by the Qiraji. He asked me to tell you that if you need our help in your war with the zerg, then the Cenarion Circle... at least...
The Staghelm family, which has an sworn hatred against the Insects, will stand by your side."
"You said before that a thousand years ago, the dragon helped you seal the insect people."
Archmage Jaina looked into Ms. Moana's eyes and asked:
"So, if humans and bugs go to war, will the dragons be on our side?"
"It's a pity, but..."
This time, it was not the high-level druid who spoke, but the silent watcher Mai Lin beside her. The latter said in an angry voice through his helmet:
"But I think they might not. So, humans, you are in big trouble."
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"We must support those humans!"
While Moana was discussing with the human kings, far away in the large den of Mount Hyjal, Arch Druid Fandral Staghelm was wearing his own robe. He stood in the large den and told other people who heard the news.
The archdruids who arrived shouted loudly:
"The attack of the bugmen in the human empire means that the butchers from 1,000 years ago are about to reappear. The beetle wall can no longer stop them. The problem that we have been deliberately ignoring has been put on the stage. Everyone... we
We can no longer think that it doesn’t exist.”
"Fandral, my brother, what you say makes sense."
In the escaping natural light, Shaun Moonclaw, the Great Druid of Sharp Claw, nodded and said:
"The painful memory of the Battle of Quicksand still remains in my heart. Although I don't pay much attention to the group of humans who just came to Kalimdor, if they are about to be attacked by the bugs, then we should stand on their side.
, that is not a problem that can be solved by a single civilization, but before that, we must be fully prepared. I am thinking about a problem."
The eyes of this powerful druid who was proficient in panther transformation shone with doubt. He looked at Fandral Staghelm and asked:
"Why do the bugmen attack the Human Empire far away in the Shining Plains? They have had no conflicts before, and speaking of hatred, shouldn't they attack the Cenarion Fortress in Silithus first?"
"No one knows what those bugs are thinking! Maybe the overly active exploration of humans has disturbed those bugs, but in any case, the war is coming, and this time, the Kaldorei will completely bury those nasty bugs in one fell swoop!
"
Deer Helmet said in a deep voice:
"Those we have lost, the pain that haunts our hearts, the past... We will end it all, and this time, we have the upper hand... The Human Empire will become the front line against the Bugs,
After they attract the attention of the bugs, maybe we can really go deep into the land of Silithus and kill the leader of the bug people."
"The cycle of disaster may be interrupted."
"Calm down, Brother Staghelm."
The gentle voice of another archdruid, Koda Steelclaw, came. This archdruid is good at the violent power of the giant bear, but outside of battle, she is a very patient leader. She and Fandral.
Lu Helmet was from the same era, and she had also experienced the Quicksand War. She looked at Lu Helmet's excited posture, and she persuaded:
"Even if we agree to join this war, we still have to convince Lord Remulos, the guardian of Moonglade. Without the help of the guardians of the jungle and the dryads, it will be difficult for us to organize a strong army, especially after we lost the bear people.
After this important ally, the Sentinel Legion and the Priesthood are also busy cleaning up the demonic scourge in Ashenvale..."
The female archdruid expressed concern:
"Perhaps, fighting on two fronts at this time is a wrong choice. Even with the great strength of Kaldorei, it is difficult for us to shoulder two wars at the same time."
"Haha, if Tyrande still has some sense, she will know which side to stand on."
Deer Helmet sneered and said:
"The demons in Ashenvale are indeed a big trouble, but the reaction of the High Priest of the Moon is a bit excessive. Those demons do not have enough backup. Compared with the trouble of the insect people being close at hand, the threat of the demons hiding in the Shadow Castle can be mitigated slightly.
Let's play it off later...I mean, we should be focusing on more complex and dire threats."
"Don't forget, Staghelm, the bugmen did cause us a lot of trouble..."
The last person to speak was an old and clumsy voice. In the halo of the power of nature, Deer Helm could clearly see the huge size of the Archdruid. It was several meters tall, and its whole body was made of solid materials.
It is composed of old tree trunks. Between the lush orange leaves above the head, there are two bright candles hanging, and between the leaves and on the trunk, there is a pair of blue eyes.
This is an ancient tree, an ancient tree of knowledge that has survived from the birth of elves to the present. Its name is Elothel, and it is an important leader of the entire Cenarion Council. Other druids respect it as the "Heritage Great Druid".
"E", the entire Cenarion Circle was established and developed under the watchful eye of Elothiel.
At this time, this ancient tree who had experienced a long time and gained enough wisdom said tremblingly:
"But don't forget the demon invasion ten thousand years ago, the ancient war, the tragic... You have also experienced that war. Compared with the demons, the threat of the bugs is not that terrible... Staghelm, you
You need to calm down, the tragedy of Valstein is still affecting you, you should..."
"Don't mention my son in front of me!"
Staghelm's roar resounded throughout the entire den for a moment, and he seemed to be enraged:
"Don't mention that! My son's death in battle has nothing to do with it! The war between bugs and humans...has nothing to do with Vastann!"
