In fact, the most lacking thing for the night elf resistance today is vanguards. After all, ordinary demons are fine, but once they encounter the larger Dread Guards (not even the abyss lords), the performance of the dark elf warriors... Sigh! I understand everything.
!That’s really hard to describe.
It's not that they are not brave, but that's where their racial characteristics lie. Even though they are so tall and have a skinny bamboo pole-like body, they are destined to be agile.
In single combat or small-scale battles, its high agility makes it invincible. After all, there are many places to move around.
Once the lines of troops push each other, and there are teammates on the left and right, and there is no room for dodge in the battlefield, the night elf warriors will suffer a big loss, and they will often be taught by the Dread Guards with higher strength value to use a big ax to behave.
It’s not that there are no dark elf warriors who have been promoted to high-level professionals, the problem is that the proportion is too disastrous.
In the last few battles, a win is a win, and there is nothing to boast about such a victory that was earned with one's life.
Calculating that there was no real benefit in holding on to the territory, as all the local people had withdrawn, McDonald decisively moved the front line back.
This is not a retreat or rout due to defeat. This kind of active retreat will not affect morale too much.
Just seeing their hometown burned to the ground, the soldiers were not in a good mood.
Seeing that the father-level boss of several lines of resistance in the War of the Ancients is about to enter the scene, McDonald will naturally not be so stupid and let Tyrande turn the kitchen knife in advance.
Alas! The night elves also have no front row. As long as there is a more reliable front row in the later generations, Tyrande will not turn into the moon and night war god and go up to kill people.
Of course, Tyrande would not resist MacDonald's proposal to let her practice archery.
A faint blush appeared on Intellectual's face, and Tyrande lowered his head: "This... I actually know a little bit about archery."
When McDonald heard this, his eyes widened.
God knows a little bit about it.
Developed the [Strong Chicken (Strike) Aura], which can guide all the archers around you with the light of the moon god, increase the power of bows and arrows, and shoot the enemies until they scream... If this is just a 'little understanding', then I would like to call you Tai
Rand Versailles boasted about not drafting.
Well, isn’t it Versailles?
Who wouldn’t!
MacDonald put his hands on Tyrande's shoulders very naturally.
Cough! In fact, this action is already considered offensive to the Moon God Priest, and even to an ordinary night elf woman. Tyrande's scalp was numb with shock, but when she met McDonald's very sincere eyes, she
I feel that McDonald is just a kind elder and a great commander.
What happened next made her solidify her thoughts.
"Now is the time of life and death for the entire Kaldorei clan. No one can be sure whether there will be help from outside. We must rely more on our own strength. Every Kaldorei has the obligation to explore their own potential. Tyrande,
I believe you can do it. Let’s do this, I will bring all the scattered sentinels under your command, about three thousand of them.”
The Night Elf Sentinels are not just sentry soldiers. They are an elite force composed entirely of female Night Elf warriors who are good at shooting and hunting. Basically, they will be responsible for guarding Mount Hyjal and patrolling the territory in future generations.
At this point in time, it is probably the collective name for the elite ranger force.
During this period, dozens of night elf troops have been maimed, lost their masters, and lost their organization. The number of these soldiers is also in the tens of thousands. How to reorganize these skirmishers is basically a matter of Mai
One word of man.
Mcdonken just opened his mouth and gave all the sentries to Tyrande. This was definitely taken seriously.
Tyrande felt flattered.
Regardless of the fact that the backstage boss of the Sisterhood of Elune is Elune, the goddess of the moon, at this time, Elune and Druid teachings are still non-mainstream among the dark elves. They are filling the power vacuum of the night elves after the war.
Only then did he stand at the center of the political stage.
At this time, the general understanding in the clan is still that the upper elf headed by Azshara and other night elf nobles have the final say.
McDonken allowed Tyrande to enjoy the taste of leading sentries in advance, which seemed okay to him. To Tyrande and even Elune, it sent a much stronger political signal - this represented the political situation led by McDonken.
The elven nobles realized that the situation was serious and completely gave up the "Great Night Elfism", which was the number one in the world of night elves.
In the past, contacting foreign tribes such as the tauren could be regarded as "pretending". After all, all nobles know how to use cannon fodder. Allowing the Sisters of Elune to take control of force is proof of the changes in the internal political structure.
Tyrande doesn't understand so much, but McDonald believes that Elune must understand, and she doesn't have much time to waste with Elune. The elven nobles may be just ants in her eyes, but many tribes with the night elves as the core are connected
The coalition is not.
Tyrande was quite uneasy at this time, but more excited. When many veteran high-ranking priests opposed her and tried to sideline her, McDonald was the first to come out and recognize her. This feeling was very subtle.
She pursed her lips, held McDonald's right hand with both hands, and naturally turned into a handshake gesture, saying very seriously: "I will work hard!"
"Okay, after you report it to the goddess, go and get ready. The sentry captains will report to you soon."
"Yes -" The beautiful figure gradually disappearing from the field of vision, and the long and lingering sound coming from far away, both indicate the good mood of its owner.
"This girl... what would she think if she knew that I don't know how to command an archer unit?"
Commanding an army of shooters is a technical job. In McDonald's opinion, shooters are difficult to use.
Even though elves have amazing shooting arms, they are stronger than humans and can shoot arrows a hundred meters away.
For Mai, who has a full talent in [Artillery], it is still uncomfortable to use. The Cerberus troops charge too fast. At a distance of one hundred meters, the Elf Archer can fire so fast that it takes three rounds of arrows.
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For safety, it is necessary to arrange for the shooters to retreat at this time.
How can any cannon be used comfortably?
Cannons are set up thousands of meters away at every turn. You can charge at your own leisure. High-explosive bombs, armor-breaking bombs, and armor-piercing bombs are used in turn. If medium and low-level demons rush over, I will lose.
McDonald was relieved of his burden and felt extremely happy.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned, he saw Maiev, who looked like a black-faced god, with her arms folded across her chest, leaning on him like a doorkeeper at the door of his study.
Maiev's face had a big message written on it - I'm not happy, please comfort me, or I'm going to go crazy.
"Come in!" McDonald said coldly.
Maiev didn't want to have a fit in front of Mai's elf bodyguards, so she lowered her head and followed him through the door.
As soon as the door was closed, McDonald struck first. He pressed Maiev's shoulder with his left hand and slapped the door panel with his right hand, making a loud "thunk" sound. His majestic face almost touched the tip of Maiev's nose.
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"Answer me! Maiev Shadowsong! Who are you to me!?"
