The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step.
If you eat too fast you may choke, if you take too long a step you may pull off your eggs.
Sarlayan has no plans to attack Storm Peaks, a very difficult area to conquer at this stage, and the relevant preparations have not yet been completed.
However, Sarlayan intended to let the Drakkari trolls test the combat effectiveness of the Iron Legion in order to make timely adjustments to the follow-up plan.
Due to previous losses at the hands of the Iron Legion, Drakkari has been unwilling to take the initiative to attack, which makes Sarlayan quite distressed.
Fortunately, Loken was not a vegetarian. When he learned the news, he immediately issued a strong order, allowing the Iron Army to use lethal force to expel the flesh-and-blood creatures that invaded his border.
Trolls are not the kind of people who are naturally willing to be slaughtered by others. Even though they are still very afraid of the Iron Army, the other party has taken the initiative to fight. As the party who stirs up trouble and demands an explanation, they certainly cannot give in easily.
Although the situation of the offensive and defensive switching positions was somewhat beyond Sarlayan's expectations, the news came at the right time.
With a tough-minded steel army to contain the main force of the Drakkari trolls on the northern front, Quel'Thalas' Northern Expedition will be able to move more smoothly.
"What a God-given opportunity."
The sudden good news knocked away Sarlayan's sleepiness in an instant. With his strong physical fitness inherited from the dragon clan, he didn't actually need that much sleep time, and it was not a problem to stay up for several days in a row.
The reason why I still maintain a fixed sleeping time every day is simply because it becomes a habit.
Although he wanted to call the officers to the main tent immediately for discussion, Sarlayan was not that naughty, and the others did not need sleep like him.
After being awakened, there was nothing to do. The excitement made Sarlayan unable to sit still. He simply walked out of the tent and walked around, and unknowingly came to a small forest behind the camp.
"Huh? This magic wave is... Sarlayan?"
"Salayan?! Where? Why did he come here in the middle of the night?"
"Don't move! If your scales are rubbed off, don't blame me for not warning you."
Two familiar voices unexpectedly came from the supposedly deserted woods, one was calm and soft, the other was whirring.
Sarlayan paused slightly at his feet. Through the conversation between the two, he guessed that the other party might be taking a bath... or rather, washing his scales?
"Uh~ It's not convenient for you right now?"
Needless to say, these two weirdos who stayed awake in the middle of the night were, of course, Stellagosa and Tinagosa, both of the dragon clan.
The campsite chosen by Sarlayan was located in the middle of the Crystalsong Forest, right on the edge of the crystallized ruins of the old site of Shandara. Behind it was a small lake. While walking around to calm down, Sarlayan happened to reach the vicinity of the small lake.
"It doesn't matter, come here, I'm just helping Tina clean up her scales."
The time in Azeroth where Sharlayan is located and that of netizens in other worlds are basically synchronized. It is late at night in Azeroth and the same is true in the other world.
Most people from other worlds usually have their own lives, and watching live broadcasts is just a pastime in their free time.
Only a few night owls with reversed schedules noticed Sarlayan's night out, and the ghostly screams of ohhhhhhhhhhhh were being heard on the barrage.
【I'm so excited! Sure enough, there are benefits for people who go to bed late.】
Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "You guys are so excited, don't think you can see any actual pictures, even if there are any, they will be obscured by the holy light."
[Gan! This is too real. Whoever formed the Paladin, kick it out! The Dark Priest doesn’t want it either!]
Sarlayan really didn't think he could see anything interesting, and that was actually the case.
Danmu was very disappointed with this. When they walked into the scene, they saw a neatly dressed little star helping Little Tina comb her scales by the lake.
Tina is an out-and-out skinny monkey.
She won't mess around when there is business, but once there is free time, this little guy will play unscrupulously.
The military affairs of Quel'Thalas do not require Tina, a little dragon, to worry about. Even Stellagosa did not participate in the whole process. She would only provide assistance to Sharlayan in a personal capacity.
In the afternoon, while Sarlayan and the officers discussed the war plan, little Tina wandered freely in the forest, covering herself in mud and leaves, and did not return home happily until the evening.
Seeing the little one come back covered in stains, Stellagosa was used to it. She rolled her eyes and carried her to the lake, where she patiently helped the little one wash off his scales.
"Speaking of which..."
Sarlayan looked at Stellagosa thoughtfully: "How do you dragons usually clean your own scales?"
"Clean up after yourself?"
Tina rolled her eyes and curled her lips with disdain: "Can a mortal scratch a vest without using tools?"
Sarlayan: "Probably...no, unless it's that special individual who can hang his hands above his knees."
[Liu Bei: Thank you for the invitation, no cue.]
Tina Gosa took advantage of the situation and spread her little paws: "So, how can the dragon clan clean the spirit tablets on their backs by themselves? They usually need help from their own clan."
Tina smiled evilly and glanced at her sister who looked a little unnatural: "Stella Gosa hasn't changed back to her original form and cleaned her scales for a long time, otherwise..."
"Tina!"
Stellagosa had a shy expression on her face, grabbed the little guy's wings and gently pulled them out.
"Let you talk too much! Let you make your own decisions!"
"It hurts, it hurts! I was wrong, I was wrong, okay!"
"Um……"
Sarlayan rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a moment: "How about I help you clean your scales when you find time later?"
Stellagosa, who was busy teaching her sister a lesson, paused and turned her head slightly unnaturally.
"Let's wait until you can really find the time, you're a busy man."
[Oh oh oh! Her earlobes are red, she is so shy! Let’s pursue the victory! 】
With an expressionless expression, Sarlayan used the masking function to temporarily cut off the screen, and a large question mark suddenly appeared on the black screen.
【No, no, no such thing!】
【Want to eat alone? Firmly protest!】
…
In fact, nothing happened that night, after all, Tina Gosa was still watching with wide eyes.
After helping Little Xingxing clean Tina's scales, Sarlayan's slightly excited mood gradually calmed down after he suddenly learned the good news.
Anyway, they could only wait until dawn when they returned to the camp. Sarlayan simply sat by the lake with the two sisters and enjoyed the night scenery of Crystalsong Forest, chatting about various topics.
Knowing that Tina Gosa was about to be promoted to a young dragon, Sharlayan unexpectedly sent her encouragement and blessings, hoping that she could pass the first hurdle of dragon growth as soon as possible.
Although there is only one word difference between a young dragon and a young dragon, they are hugely different from each other.
Hatchlings are the young form of dragons that have just hatched from dragon eggs. Sarlayan can lift a baby dragon with one hand.
Tina Gosa has been familiar with Sharlayan for a long time. She often sits on his head carefreely and travels around the world with Sharlayan and others to gain knowledge.
Once promoted to a young dragon, the dragon's body will grow substantially for the first time, and its size is completely different from that of the young dragon.
After being promoted to a young dragon, there is another important stage of growth, which is transformation.
A young dragon cannot transform into a mortal form, and must grow into a young dragon to obtain this privilege.
After Tina advances, she can no longer lie on Sharlayan's head, but instead, she can transform into a human form and follow others.
As long as you don't take the initiative to commit suicide, your true identity will not be easily recognized by mortals.
Seeing Tina's proud posture with her hands wrapped around her head, Sarlayan smiled and rubbed the little guy's head.
"Keep working hard. Compared with Stella, you still have a long way to go."
…
Early the next morning, the Northern Expeditionary troops who had had breakfast gathered neatly in the military camp and waited for orders.
Half an hour later, Saryan, who had not slept all night, finally arrived at the scene.
A chilling atmosphere surrounded the entire military camp. The relaxation and smile from last night could not be seen on Sarlayan's face, and his expression was extremely serious.
"Soldiers are valuable and quick. You should have heard what your respective commanders said about mobilization. I won't repeat it again."
"Qiang!"
Sarlayan pulled out two Valajar battle swords from behind, and his momentum quickly gathered, like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.
"The time has come, the whole army goes out!"
"Roar!"
The paladins immediately got on their horses. Under the discipline training that Sarlayan repeatedly emphasized, their movements were uniform and uniform, which shocked the other comrades present.
Sylvanas pursed her thin lips. She was so stubborn that she felt unconvinced and decided to find an opportunity to learn from Sharlayan and pay close attention to discipline training.
The rangers were also prepared to march at high speed under Sylvanas's orders. They would try their best to chase behind the charging Morning Herald legion and clean up the enemy troops who had been broken up by the cavalry along the way.
Seeing that his military morale was ready, Sarlayan nodded with satisfaction and raised the artifact sword in his hand.