Chapter 555: Whoever wins Uburg wins the world (Fog)
The second plan was not thought up by Sarlayan, but was a suggestion provided by the barrage brainstorming.
The core idea of this plan is that blocking is worse than opening up.
As a king from ancient times, Ymiron's first reaction when he woke up from a long sleep that lasted for... I don't know how many years was, where is my kingdom?
It is true that the dragonflayer vrykul still live in the lands of Howling Fjord.
But unlike the time when Ymiron personally took power, today's dragon-devouring Vrykul have long been divided into countless small settlements, fighting among themselves around Utgard Castle.
There is a legend among the Dragonflayer Vrykul whose truth is unknown.
The general meaning is that whoever wins Wubao wins the world.
Yimilon said that this is not a legend, but a "will" left by me personally!
Tens of thousands of years ago, the curse of flesh and blood spread by the ancient gods spread throughout the ancient continent of Kalimdor.
A large number of Titan creations were weakened by the curse of flesh and blood, and their original stone (steel) bodies softened into flesh.
The Dragonflayer Vrykul, ruled by Ymiron, have not escaped the curse of flesh and blood.
If it were just to degenerate from a body of steel and stone into a flesh and blood Vrykul, Ymiron could barely accept it.
What makes him most intolerable is that his people are getting weaker and weaker from generation to generation, and some people have even begun to give birth to short, thin and "deformed" offspring.
The descendants of these deformed Vrykul are the ancestors of mankind.
It is the nature of intelligent creatures to blame others. It was definitely not me who was at fault for giving birth to a deformed child. Who could it be?
It’s you! Ymiron, who rules the Dragon Raider Clan! Your unethical rule must have led to this disaster.
The people put the blame on themselves. Ymiron was furious, but he couldn't argue. After all, it was the Vrykul tradition to blame the king.
His little brain worked hard, and he came up with a way to shirk the blame just like the people.
It's not my fault, it's our creator, the Titan Guardian.
From today on, you can no longer believe in Titan, you must believe in Lao Tzu.
After issuing the Nefleva Declaration, Imilon issued a stern order that any deformed child found within the clan must be killed immediately to prevent the curse of flesh from further contaminating the Vrykul bloodline.
However this is of no use.
The curse of flesh and blood does not stop due to personal will, and is still affecting the declining ancient Vrykul from generation to generation.
In the end, Ymilon couldn't bear the pressure and decided to use rune spells to put the entire clan into a long sleep, trying to avoid the influence of the curse of flesh and blood.
It's still the same sentence, but it's not the same.
Even in his deep sleep, the curse of flesh and blood is still taking effect little by little.
Yimilon was not sure whether he would wake up again one day after falling into a deep sleep.
In order to preserve the clan's inheritance fire, he left a "will" before falling into sleep.
Whoever can capture and hold Utgarde Castle will become the new king of the Dragonflayer Vrykul.
After tens of thousands of years, has anyone among the Vrykul who have not fallen asleep become king?
Of course there are, and quite a few.
Just like the Hundred Kings Rebellion that broke out among the Mogu people, various tribes fought endlessly against each other, and the throne changed hands at an unimaginable speed.
In the tens of thousands of years of history of the Dragon Raider Vrykul, there are very few kings who can sit on the throne for more than 10 years.
A long period of internal strife has resulted in the strength of a single vrykul clan in the Howling Fjord being so weak that it cannot bear to be looked at.
If it weren't for the strong external threat of Kul Tiras that prompted many clans to join forces to fight against the enemy, the mere Utgard Castle would have been captured by Daelin long ago.
Even so, the Dragonflayer Vrykul were overwhelmed by Kul Tiran's marines.
Most of these marines are veterans who participated in the Second Orc War. They have been tempered by the brutal fire of war, and are more brave and skilled than the Vrykul who are hiding in Howling Fjord and knocking sticks against each other.
The physical gap between the two sides still exists, but Kul Tiras can even out or even surpass this gap with its strict military formation and combat literacy.
Military formation? What is that? We Vrykul people have never heard of it. Isn't it true that in battles, we all rush forward with "Ula"?
Seeing that Kul Tiras was about to attack Utgarde Castle, the vrykul couldn't stand it anymore and finally decided to use their last resort.
Summon dad... no, summon ancestors.
The rune mages first awakened a group of sleeping ancient vrykul in Utgard Castle, and let these ancestors, who were more reckless than the modern vrykul, rush out to attract the attention of Kul Tiras.
While the two sides were fighting outside Utgard Castle, more rune mages quietly escaped and headed towards Alebron at full speed.
Before Daelin was reminded and led his army north, the rune mages found Ymiron's sleeping place, cast a spell to awaken the ancient vrykul king, and expressed their willingness to accept his rule on the spot.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and Azeroth has undergone earth-shaking changes.
But in the Howling Fjord, time seems to have stood still.
Except for Kul Tiras, which has recently invaded on a large scale, the overall situation in this land is not much different from before Ymiron fell asleep.
After learning about the current situation from the descendants who were separated by unknown generations, Ymiron could not think about the curse of flesh and blood, and the elite marines led by Dai Lin personally came to the door.
The ancient Vrykul are different from the modern Vrykul who have been raised to waste. The Dragon-ravaging Vrykul of Ymiron's generation were all fought out of blood and fire.
As soon as he entered the battle, Dai Lin, who had rich combat experience, immediately realized that something was wrong.
These ancient Vrykul were physically stronger than their modern compatriots, and their fighting will was more brave and tenacious.
Dai Lin, who originally wanted to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, quickly calmed down. He set up camp steadily and gradually tested the ultimate fighting power of the ancient Vrykul.
Sarlayan and Valeela rushed over at this moment, and from Sarlayan's words, Daelin finally learned the origins of these ancient vrykul.
Looking at Ymiron, who stood in the center of the crowd like a star holding the moon, with somewhat complicated eyes, Dai Lin shook his head and smiled mockingly.
"I didn't expect that these barbaric Vrykul people would actually be the ancestors of mankind."
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Sarlayan shrugged: "It's understandable. When I found out that the ancestors of the elves were trolls, my reaction was no better than yours."
Dai Lin: "...ah?"
Valeera poked Sarlayan's waist with her elbow: "This is a long story. I'll explain it slowly when I have the opportunity."
"In short, the core idea of the second plan is to take advantage of Ymiron's eagerness to regain the king's power and deliberately put him into Utgard Castle."
Valeela calmly explained: "Nowadays, the Dragon-ravaging Vrykul have their own king, and it is not that easy for Ymiron, the ancient king, to return to power."
"As the saying goes, if the name is not right, the words will not be right. Just like the will he left behind, you must hold Utgard Castle in your hand to truly gain the recognition of the people."
Dailin touched his chin thoughtfully: "I understand. This plan is to take advantage of Ymiron's impatience to separate him from the ancient Vrykul of Alebron who have not yet been awakened."
Valeera nodded approvingly: "Yes, as a warrior, Ymiron's strength is indeed outstanding, but after all, he is only a mortal and cannot influence the overall outcome."
"Without the ancient vrykul who still support him, it is still unknown whether Ymiron can seize the throne from the current king of the dragon-slayer vrykul."
Dai Lin asked hesitantly: "Will he really be fooled?"
"Will do."
Sarlayan said confidently: "No king can tolerate others sitting on his own throne in a healthy state. This... His Majesty Dai Lin should also understand."
"Um……"
Dai Lin nodded solemnly: "This is the dignity of being a king, and no one is allowed to provoke me."
"That's right." Sarlayan raised his chin and pointed at Ymiron who was giving a speech: "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, unless there is one male and one female."
"The king who currently sits in Utgard Castle is named Hasten. Due to the continued suppression of Kul Tiras, the prestige of Hasten, who is unable to organize a counterattack, continues to decline. This is the best time for Ymiron to regain the king's power."
"As long as Ymiron still wants to get his throne back, even if he knows that this is a trap we dug for him, he will resolutely step into it."
Dai Lin lowered his head and weighed the pros and cons of the two options.
"If you implement the beheading tactic, how sure are you that you can kill him surrounded by thousands of Vrykul?"
Sarlayan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I can't say for sure. There are too many factors that affect the success rate. We can only adapt to circumstances."
"At first rough estimate, we are about 40-50% sure."
"Half and half..."
Dai Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to play it safe.
"When there are other options, I don't want to bet that there is only half a success rate, so let's adopt option two."