The scorching wind blows through the rolling sand dunes. Driven by the power of the wind, the fine sand is like a veil covering the earth, being blown around. Any trace left by anyone or any creature will be
In just a few hours, it will be completely covered, and overnight, the entire desert terrain will be completely changed.
The gathering and dispersing are endless, the quicksand is rolling, and the dusk sunlight shines on this desert, as if it has covered the world with a new veil of light. This is Silithus, the most desolate and desperate place in the world.
No normal person can stay in this desert for too long, but in the center of this desert stands a giant fortress made of sand, vines, and drought-resistant wood and stones.
It was built on mountain rocks, and the stones below the fortress are engraved with natural runes to ensure that the fortress has remained intact for thousands of years and has not been buried by quicksand.
This is Cenarion Fortress... After the last Quicksand War, the outpost was built here by the night elves to observe the situation of the Scarab Wall. It has an elite sentry force and some druids.
It has been stationed here for nearly a thousand years.
At the end of the last War of Quicksand, the coalition of Kaldorei and dragons built the Beetle Wall, sealing the ferocious Qiraji in the Fallen Kingdom behind the Beetle Wall. At that time, the night elves were unable to completely solve it.
The bugs and dragons have no choice, so they can only seal it first, hoping to find a way to completely eliminate the bugs in the future.
However, 1,000 years later, this method has still not been found, and the insects... have begun to revive again.
"Commander Marlis!"
A night elf sentry quickly rushed into the commander's office. This sentry was wearing strange armor. The material did not look like steel or leather. If you look closely, it was clearly made of a whole insect shell.
Armor, and judging from the scratches on the armor, this armor has been used for several years.
As a legion stationed in Silithus, the sentries here have long learned the skills of making armor from the carapace of Qiraji. These special armors are very light and have amazing defensive power. They are even more resistant to the venomous breath of insects.
It has strong protection, even better than metal armor.
"What's up?"
Commander Marlis raised his head. This night elf male looked a little tired. He was an old warrior who had survived the ancient war, and he was also a strong warrior who had participated in the Quicksand War. After the Quicksand War, he took the initiative to apply.
Stay here and monitor the movements of the buggers for the compatriots behind them.
Marlys, like many old elves who have experienced the ancient wars, has a selfless dedication to the entire Kaldorei. Only elves who have truly experienced cruel and exterminating wars can understand the slightly boring peace now.
of preciousness.
But recently, Commander Marlis has been a little irritable and in pain because his beloved wife was attacked by bugs during an expedition and disappeared in the quicksand. According to the past understanding of the sentries,
This situation actually means that Marlis's beloved wife...is gone.
"Sir, Ms. Natalia...is back!"
"What?"
After hearing that his wife was safe and sound and had returned to the fortress, Commander Marlis, who had been calm for thousands of years, suddenly stood up. He looked at the sentry in front of him in disbelief and asked:
"Is it really her? My wife...is she still alive? Is she injured, or is she?"
"No no no"
The sentry wearing a half-visor explained:
"Ms. Natalia is safe, she was not injured, but she brought back some..."guests."
"Um?"
The night elf commander was stunned for a moment and looked at the sentry in front of him:
"What's the meaning?"
"Following your wife back, there are several druids wearing strange emblems, including Lord Staghelm, the commander of the Quicksand Battle a thousand years ago, and some dead... active, conscious dead, they call themselves
As the "Order", it is said that they saved Ms. Natalia, but you know, in the Moon God's books, desecrating the dead is a sin..."
After the sentry finished speaking, Marlis knew what had happened. He stood up quickly, picked up his armor from the hanger, and said to the sentry:
"I'll go take a look!"
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At this time, the calm at the entrance to the majestic Cenarion Fortress has been broken.
Luna Priest Natalia, who was escorted back to the fortress, was anxiously explaining something to her companions, but the sentries wearing armor and holding weapons seemed unwilling to listen to the priest's explanation.
Under the command of a tall elf wearing armor and a full-face helmet, a group of huntresses riding armored frostsabers had surrounded several death knights and wither druids in front of them.
"Natalia asked them not to attack us... What a good girl. Unfortunately, I was actually looking forward to teaching these ungrateful elves a lesson!"
Death knight Koltira put his hand on the gun at his waist, translating the conversation of the elves in front of him to others. Behind him, Thassarian's shotgun was loaded, and other death knights directly
He pointed the weapon in his hand at the unkind-looking huntresses on the outside. According to the firepower of this team, once the fire was fired...the more than 30 huntresses in front of him would be beaten into a sieve of flesh and blood within about 3 seconds.
.
But the huntresses who have never seen shotgun fire are not afraid of these moving dead. These vigorous huntresses carry heavy and sharp moon blades in their hands, and the frostsabers under their crotches are grinning and roaring in a low voice.
With.
"I said, I feel a little uncomfortable being stared at by these she-wolves..."
The Minotaur machine gunner in the Order spewed out two streams of white gas from his nostrils in dissatisfaction. He was holding a black machine gun in his hand, and the brass bullets had been knocked into the magazine. This thing was going to
Something more powerful than the "pepper grinder" used by the Seventh Legion...
Natalia Marlis looked back and saw that the tauren had raised the black machine gun. A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Luna Priest. He had been recuperating in the Order's base for nearly 8 days.
, she had seen the scene when this terrifying steel wand was fired more than once. No matter how powerful the insect was, it could not survive for 10 seconds under the fire of this dangerous weapon.
"That's enough! Our compatriots are being threatened because of your stubbornness!"
Priest Moon opened her hands and stood between the evil-looking Order and her compatriots. She shouted to the tall elf commanding the sentry:
"Barris Towers! Get out of the way! Don't anger them!"
"I'm not irritating anyone..."
The Watcher of the Quicksand...that is, the commander of the Sentinels, the night elf Barriss Thors, who is wearing simple armor and holding a battle bow. This powerful ranger personally killed several insect lords in the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago.
Staring at those death knights, he said in a deep voice:
"The undead...this is something that cannot be accepted by the moon god. Blasphemers cannot enter the fortress!"
"whispering sound!"
Thassarian held the shotgun in his hand. He said disdainfully in incoherent Thalassian:
"Who cares!"
"alright!"
Seeing that the situation was about to intensify again, Deer Helmet, who had been standing aside and had been silent, took off his hood. He took a step forward, looked at the ranger in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"Barris, get out of the way!"
"Lord Staghelm!"
The Watcher of Quicksand bowed to Staghelm. He fought under Staghelm 1,000 years ago. He had great respect for this fiery Archdruid. He said:
"Your return has brought glory to Cenarion Fortress. Of course you and your followers can enter the fortress, but these dead people cannot!"
"I said, get out of the way!"
Staghelm also has some headaches about the stubbornness of his compatriots, but he has been in contact with the Order, and he knows that these death knights are different from the Dark Blade Legion. They are also true neutrals, which is consistent with the intention of the Wither.
, and due to the current situation, when facing the threat of the bugs, Deer Helmet knew that he needed to unite all the forces that could be united.
And these order maintainers who are skilled in combat are also forces that can be united.
He could not let his stubborn compatriots destroy this alliance.
"Get out of the way!"
At the same moment when Staghelm stepped forward, Commander Marlis also appeared at the entrance to the rear of the fortress. He saw his anxious wife at a glance. He took a few steps forward and ordered the sentries to move aside.
Lu, and then hugged his wife tightly. The two had been dependent on each other for thousands of years, and they had already surpassed the emotions of ordinary people.
"Let them in!"
Marlis glanced at the undead. He was a little unaccustomed to the cold aura exuding from these dead. But as a commander, the news he had recently collected was very unsettling.
The same idea... Since these undead spirits can send his wife back, it means they come with good intentions.
And rejecting the kindness of others is not kaldorei hospitality.
The top commander of the fortress issued an order. No matter how unwilling the powerful ranger was, he had to let the sentries move out of the way. A smile appeared on Staghelm's face, but just when he wanted to say something, a strange sound
The whistling sound resounded in the sky above Cenarion Fortress. Upon hearing this sound, the Quicksand Warden immediately grabbed his bow and raised his head. In a glance, the three feather arrows in his hand flew in with a whistling sound.
Sky.
There, a huge winged insect lord was rushing down from the clouds in the sky with dense winged insects. It seemed that the insects had discovered the appearance of the fortress commander, and they planned to completely kill Marlis here.
Use this to capture this fortress.
Don't be surprised, this kind of attack is almost a daily repertoire in Cenarion Fortress... No one is surprised by this anymore.
"shooting!"
At the moment when the three-headed winged insect pierced by Barris's arrow spiraled into the sand under the fortress, the other sentries took off their bows and arrows. These female night elves were no better than men when fighting.
Worse, in fact, the ferocity with which they shoot is mind-numbing.
Night elves, this is a very awesome race... If you pull any elf out of Mount Hyjal, his archery skills will be comparable to the best human archers. Archery is almost an instinct engraved in the bones of night elves.
.
The huntresses riding on the frost sabers also grasped the moon blades in their hands. This strange weapon can not only be used for close combat, but also for long-range shooting. Between the acrobatic moves of the huntresses, the moon roared in the air.
The blade was no weaker than the sharp arrows of the sentries, but just when the first female hunter wanted to rush out, she was stopped by Deer Helmet.
The archdruid glanced at the death knights, and then said to the compatriots behind him:
"I know that our civilization has a very strong distrust of the undead, so let's let our new friends use the corpses of our common enemies as a "gift" to win trust."
Thassarian snorted, but he understood what the Archdruid meant. He held two shotguns in his hands and shouted to the tauren machine gunner beside him. The next moment, a storm of bullets sounded like thunder.
Shooting out at the entrance of the Millennium Fortress, amid the wild and cheerful roar of the tauren, and the smashing of the metal bullet casings.
Under the curious and shocked gazes of the sentries and commanders, these "new friends" used their unimaginable efficiency and weapons they had never seen to launch a battle against these suddenly arriving winged insects.
massacre.
In the face of the super firepower of the Order team, these swaggering winged insects that fell from the sky were almost immediately stunned. Burnt insect corpses fell from the sky like rain. No matter how they changed directions, the bullet storm would always
Lock them firmly.
In their poor wisdom, the bugs couldn't figure out why the bows and arrows in the hands of these weird guys didn't need to be stringed... In previous raids, the bugs took advantage of the gaps between the sentries to draw their bows and rushed into the enemy's formation.
Massive killing.
A small number of bugs rushed down by the bullets will also be sniped by the vigilant elves on the side with bows and arrows. Although it is the first time for the two to cooperate, the combat efficiency is really not low.
"Lord Staghelm, this...this steel wand..."
"Marlis, I know you have a lot of questions, but listen to me, this is why I'm here... My old friend, times have changed, and this time the bugs don't just have to face us...
We still have to face this era of change.”
"I can't guarantee you that we will definitely win, but I can say that our hope of victory is greater than it was 1,000 years ago..."
Staghelm looked at the black firearm in the hands of the tall tauren that was changing bullets. A glint flashed in the eyes of the great druid, and he said:
"That weapon and the new power behind it...may be what we expected 1,000 years ago, the final and most effective...solution to the worm-pullers."
"Oh, you may not know that the Qiraji of Tanaris was defeated today!"
