As long as the forbidden magic is lifted, the night elves' enchanted bows and arrows will have an advantage in range.
Even though the night elves have rejected magic, they are still very honest in their use of magic.
Tyrande's expression was still light, but her bright eyes were already full of smiles.
"Dear Lord God Envoy, the night elves are willing to serve the Moon God, even if they sacrifice the lives of the entire clan."
Although Tyrande agreed, things were not that simple.
Tyrande quickly convened a military meeting, and she had to gain the opinions of the generals.
Although Tyrande and Malfurion are the supreme rulers of the night elves on the surface, due to ten thousand years of internal struggle, people have constantly stood up to fight. The influence of this couple has continued to decline, and they have to compromise.
Give up some rights.
Strictly speaking, today's night elves' political system is an elected assembly. Whenever there is a major issue, Tyrande must convene important people in the clan to discuss it together.
Ten thousand years is enough to erase everything. Among the night elves, there are many people who doubt the moon god Elune. There are many night elves who do not sell Elune's account, and even superficially obey Tyrande's rule.
For example, the night elves obey the will of the Moon God and reject magic, but there are many people who secretly study magic, and they have even formed an extremely large force.
Tyrande suppressed her many times but failed, so she could only turn a blind eye.
For ten thousand years, the only superficial strength the night elves have shown is the Sentinels and the druids led by Malfurion, plus at most a few ancient trees of war, which they seem to be able to bully at will.
However, all enemies who despised this race have paid a price. Most of the strength of the night elves is hidden in the dark, hidden in the shadows. Even Tyrande himself cannot control it. He has more than one mage army, and occasionally
A terrifying monster will be released from the Warder's Vault.
Tyrande sat in the main seat and looked at the generals attending the meeting.
Among them there are many respected elders who have experienced the same ancient times as Tyrande, and there are also many young generals who have recently risen, full of vigor and blood, although they are inevitably a little naive.
During the millennium years when Tyrande and Malfurion were greedy for pleasure, a group of old guys took the opportunity to rise up and share the rights of the night elves. Tyrande looked at the faces that filled her with hatred, and her expression was filled with confusion.
The indifferent Shandris Feathermoon, the arrogant Maiev Shadowsong, etc.
It's a pity that Malfurion's position is vacant. The matter is urgent. The Archdruid has not yet awakened from his slumber, making Tyrande feel lonely. Fortunately, Malfurion's loyal disciple, tall and tall,
The fiery-tempered Fandral, Staghelm, and his doting son Valstann Staghelm are Tyrande's loyal allies.
"The moon god Elune sent an envoy to convey the oracle, ordering us to conquer the evil cavemen."
Tyrande briefly described the oracle of Elune, the chief priestess of the Moon God, who was her most reliable support. She never let the oracle appear: "We night elves must use our courage and blood for the sake of the Moon God.
Fight for Elune."
Shandis Yuyue yawned boredly and whispered: "I have never cared about the cavemen. I only care about how to treat the orcs. This group of savage and dirty beasts is spying on our home."
Maiev Shadowsong immediately expressed her stance, her voice slightly hoarse:
"The Watcher troops are willing to fight for the moon god Elune, but the Watchers cannot fight side by side with the orcs. This is an opportunity. It is better to eliminate the orcs and cavemen together and eliminate two troubles in one fell swoop."
Tyrande's expression moved slightly, and it could be seen that these two people had received the news in advance. After all, the visit of Doras, Garrosh and Vol'jin could not be hidden from the sharp eyes of the night elves.
At this moment, Tyrande couldn't express his position. He looked at Fandral and Staghelm, hoping for support.
Fandral and Staghelm's expression was a little complicated. He could clearly judge the situation at hand and was in a tangle in his heart. On the other hand, Varstan Staghelm was a simple-minded and easily overheated child who was blind and confident.
Varstan Staghelm admired the savior Thrall extremely, and felt that Shandris Feathermoon and Maiev Shadowsong were both unreasonable die-hards. He stood up and said loudly:
"The great Thrall is the savior of Azeroth. The noble orcs came to save Azeroth. I don't understand. What reason do you have to prove that the orcs are evil?"
Shandris Feathermoon was not as familiar with children as she was, but she glared at Fandral and Staghelm fiercely: "Arch Druid Fandral, Staghelm, take care of your children."
Fandral and Staghelm looked at his son dotingly: "Walstan, sit back in your seat."
Varstan Staghelm was indignant. He didn't understand what was going on in this world. It was said that the orcs were so kind, great, and noble, and Thrall, the savior, was so admirable.
Tyrande felt powerless and could only suggest: "General Yuyue, I hope that the sentry troops can participate in the battle of Rag City, and I will ask the druid troops to cooperate."
Shandris Yuyue lowered her head and hesitated: "Yes, but the secret troops will not go into battle."
The so-called secret force refers to the Sentinel's secret mage force. Its full name is the Luna Railgun Mage Corps. Although it has the name of Luna, it actually has nothing to do with Elune.
Initially, Shandris Feathermoon was in charge of the Sentinels and was loyal to Tyrande. However, she realized that the Sentinels were limited in strength and could not cope with various crises, so she secretly developed the Mage Force.
Although Tyrande responded, it was too late, and he only had time to regain command of the sentry.
Shandris Feathermoon has always held this mysterious mage force firmly in her hands. It has performed extraordinary feats in many crises of the night elves, saving the night elves from danger, and Tyrande cannot get involved.
Especially the Battle of Quicksand thousands of years ago, the battle with the Zerg for continental supremacy in Silithus. Without the power of the mages to destroy the world, the night elves would have been wiped out.
As long as Shandris Feathermoon did not object, it would be considered a success. Tyrande did not expect the mages to fight, not to mention there was a forbidden magic circle in Rag City. She looked at Maiev Shadowsong again:
"Are there any powerful creatures that have been trained in the Watcher's Crypt?"
The Watcher troops were unwilling to go into battle, but they could still send out prisoners. Maiev Shadowsong said nonchalantly: "We have just trained a mutated feathered serpent that claims to be the Blood God. His name is Hakkar, and he can be sent out to fight."
Tyrande secretly calculated that the sentinels and the druids were enough to form an army of ten thousand people. With the addition of a demigod, the overall strength was already quite good.
After all, this is a coordinated operation by multiple forces, and there is no need for the night elves to send their own families.
"There is only one question left." Tyrande looked around: "Who will be the commander of this army."
Shandris Feathermoon lowered his head in silence, Maiev Shadowsong touched her long ears, and the other generals pretended not to hear. Fandral and Staghelm noticed the awkwardness in the atmosphere, and knew that they had to stand up at this moment. They coughed.
One voice said:
"If there is no objection, this war will be directed by me." (To be continued)