The chaos during the day came to an end as night fell and Elune appeared.
Tonatiu held a letter made of unknown seaweed with an expressionless expression.
If there are any polymaths here, they will be able to recognize this seaweed-like paper. It is mainly popular in the deep sea. It is actually the paper that Nagas, who collectively fear the intelligent creatures on land, like to use.
Nagas make a living in the sea. Nagas are a very smart and intelligent group, even though they are very cruel.
They are very intelligent, numerous in number, and have their own language and ethnic group.
In this way, communication is naturally needed, communication is needed, and paper is needed.
Not to mention the upper-level Nagas, paper on land is naturally not suitable for use by Nagas in the ocean.
So a special kind of paper made of seaweed, which is not afraid of water and can be written in sea water, appeared.
It was the paper in Tonatiu's hand that looked like a round piece of seaweed.
Well, it was actually a seaweed leaf. It was processed by Naga using special techniques to look like paper.
On the seagrass paper in his hand, lines of troll text were written with blue paint. The other party seemed to be afraid that he wouldn't be able to understand, because the words were written in very large letters.
The God King looked up at Elune in the sky. After hesitating for a moment, he walked into the military camp.
This seaweed was sent by a little bird. After the bird dropped the letter on Tonatiu's head, it fell to the ground motionless.
Tonatiu checked the body of the bird and found that it was already dead, and then it was controlled by a magical power and flew to him.
With this letter written on seagrass paper.
Holding this seaweed letter in his hand, the God King walked through the military camp with an expressionless expression.
The expeditionary force camped in advance at a certain distance from the orc base camp. This distance ensured that the expeditionary force could assault the orc base camp within one day.
The expeditionary force will have a good rest here tonight, because there may be a fierce battle tomorrow night.
It was quiet in the military camp.
Only a small number of trolls and many kaldorei are active. They are the guards responsible for standing guard in the expeditionary force.
The Kaldorei are accustomed to moving at night, although they are not hindered by daylight.
At this time, the Kaldorei tribe was still enjoying the blessings of the World Tree. They were almost immortal, would not get sick, and were incredibly strong.
Even an ordinary Kaldorei soldier is immune to fatigue, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep for days and nights.
The draenei are also almost immortal, but they still need a certain amount of rest.
In terms of combat power alone, kaldorei and trolls of the same level are actually about the same. But in terms of lifespan and resistance to disease, cold and heat, the kaldorei who enjoy the blessing of the world tree can win over all non-Draenei flesh and blood species.
Mechanical and elemental creatures are incomparable. Some of them don't even have emotions, let alone get sick.
Tonatiu's understanding is that the Kaldorei are still resting on their credit for saving Ai-chan and enjoying Ai-chan's care.
Therefore, this kind of Kaldorei army is most suitable for standing guard at night when the expeditionary force is resting to guard against night attacks.
An army with the Kaldorei as an ally basically doesn't have to worry about enemy night attacks.
Because they couldn't sleep at all at night, each of them seemed to have drank dozens of bottles of Red Bull.
And if you don’t sleep during the day, you can still be energetic the next night...
A race favored by the world is so happy in its native world.
Therefore, during this period of time when marching, the kaldorei rushed to the front. When resting at night, the kaldorei were still on guard and sentry everywhere.
The Kaldorei Expeditionary Force, with a population of more than 4,000, did a job that required the cooperation of 10,000 to 20,000 elite trolls.
At midnight, Tonatiu walked through the military camp. Most of the people he encountered were Kaldorei. They greeted him, and the God-King returned the greeting politely.
Most Kaldorei believe that the God King is a demigod. This kind of existence and the "high integrity" he has always shown will naturally be respected by them.
So when His Majesty the God-King walked carelessly into the tent of their sentinel general, His Excellency Shandis Yuyue's personal guard captain Sera did not stop him.
After a while, Sera reacted and was curious, "It's so late. Why is His Majesty coming to General Yuyue's tent when he doesn't want to go to bed? He doesn't need to sleep and rest like us? Why are you here so late?"
Are you looking for the general to discuss military matters?"
No one answered her.
The prestige of General Hazuki also made Sera embarrassed to discuss this issue with other members of the Guards.
In the tent.
Regarding the arrival of the Troll King, the pretty and heroic Kaldorei Sentinel General looked clearly panicked at first, and then his face turned a little dark. Don't get me wrong, because they have violet skin, and their darkening face means they are congested!
To put it simply, the faces of pink-skinned monster races such as humans and high elves usually turn red when they are hot.
The Kaldorei's faces heat up, which is similar to the blushing feature of humans, which is darkened.
Your Excellency Yuyue saw that the God King's face turned dark, but it was her face that heated up when she saw him.
Then she quickly calmed down.
He started to look expressionless again.
This was after what happened last night, and the expression she gave Tonatiu in most cases was expressionless.
"Is something wrong?" General Sentinel asked calmly.
Tonatiu noticed that she was not wearing the very conservative violet-colored armor that covered her whole body, but instead was wearing a loose moon-white robe.
The loose robe was not tied at the waist, and under her elegant neck, the high buttocks made the top of the robe empty.
Such a sentinel general has a homely feel, without the sharp look he had during the day.
The God King swallowed his saliva.
Shandis noticed his action, her cheeks darkened again, and her beautiful face avoided his sight.
"Please tell me what's going on. Otherwise, if you leave the tent, it will be bad for other Kaldorei." As she spoke, her voice became extremely low, even trembling:
"As for... other things, I, we can go to the wild and talk..."
Tonatiu swallowed again.
He did not reply to Shandis's words, but handed over the seagrass paper in his hand.
"I think I should show you this first..." The God King's eyes circled several times around her lower body, which was covered by the moon-white robe. He had already admired the scenery there more than a year ago.
But I only had one night to explore the scenery there with my own hands.
Now the God King wanted to see the scenery under the moon-white robe of the Sentinel General.
But before that, let’s talk about business first.
Shandris seemed relieved after taking the seagrass paper, and she looked at the troll text on it.
After seeing the words above, the sentinel general widened her beautiful and ethereal eyes.
"She actually told you such a thing?!" Shandis turned her pretty face to the God King, staring at him with her beautiful eyes, and said in disbelief.
The god-king shrugged.
"I can't guess. I'll come to you as soon as possible." He replied.
"Do you think what is said above is true?" Shandis' expression suddenly became playful and she stared at him and asked.
"I don't know. That's why I came to you. But if it is true, the situation may be very bad." Tonatiu said.
After finishing speaking, the God King emphasized again: "Anyway, I think it is always right to come to you first."
He repeatedly emphasized that he would come to her "as soon as possible". It was just a small statement, but it made the sentry general feel a little happy.
"Don't worry. Elune already knows everything!" Shandris regained her expression and became confident and proud. "Everything is under control. Regardless of whether what is said in this letter is true or not, I have no influence on the outcome.
It has a huge impact!”
If what the letter said was true, Tonatiu didn't know where her confidence came from.
"Who gave you such confidence? If what the letter says is true..." the God King couldn't help but said.
Shandris rarely interrupted him. She almost never did this in the past. She used to respect him and always let him finish his words.
"It's Elune," she said.
Seeing her confident and careless look, he couldn't think of a solution to what was said in the letter, so Tonatius had no choice but to believe her.
Shandis called back the letter written on seagrass paper to him. She turned and walked to the floor spread out in the tent, which was also made of moon-white quilts and mattresses.
The members of the Sisterhood of Elune have always admired moon white and silver.
Even the Kaldorei tents are of these two colors, but as everyone knows, these two colors are very conspicuous when camping in the wild at night, and the moonlight will reflect them very clearly.
The elves don't care, they just like these two colors and love to use them.
"Her letter is returned to you. You can go." She lay back on her bed and covered her neck with the quilt, leaving only her pretty face exposed.
"I need some rest. There's going to be a big fight tomorrow night."
Scratch!
The seagrass paper was crumpled into a ball by Tonatiu and thrown carelessly on the ground.
He walked over.
"No need for tomorrow night. There will be a fierce battle tonight."
Shandris's eyes widened.
"Well...how can you...here...absolutely not...ummm..."
The moonlight is like silver.
Outside the tent.
As Elune begins to tilt to the west.
Serra, the captain of General Sentinel's bodyguard, suddenly woke up.
"Hey, the Troll King has been walking in for a long time. He hasn't come out yet? Or has he already come out? He's gone but I didn't notice?" the guard captain was surprised.
The general's tent was quiet, with nothing out of the ordinary. But the moonlight shining on it seemed much brighter than the tent next to it.
This made Sera very envious.
"Elune really loves the general." She thought to herself.
This feeling of envy lasted until Elune disappeared and the sun began to appear in the east.
She saw the Troll King walking out of the general's tent, disheveled and refreshed.
The envy in Serra's heart turned into huge curiosity and an emotional flame called gossip.
"The troll king stayed in the general's tent all night!!!!"
The protagonist told Shandris about this matter, but Shandris didn't take it seriously and told the protagonist to calm down and not panic. Elune had a will, but the protagonist asked her but she didn't tell her.
