Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"His Majesty!"

An officer hurriedly walked into the tent and leaned over in Varian's ear to say a few words. Varian, who was checking the battle report, frowned and stood up on the table.

"Take me over."

The King of Stormwind said in a deep voice, he followed the officer to an open space outside the barracks, where a circle of soldiers seemed to be surrounded by something.

The officer shouted loudly, asking the soldiers to give the king a way out, "Get out of the way, all back!"

The airtight formation that was originally surrounded immediately gave way to a path, and Varian was able to see what was happening in the center. A tall humanoid creature with dark purple skin was standing there, surrounded by several half-length bodies. In the soil, human soldiers are still struggling.

"Who are you?" Varian glanced at the soldiers who were sealed to the ground by the strange force. They didn't seem to be life-threatening, but their activities were restricted.

The dark purple-skinned humanoid said something, causing Varian to frown-he couldn't understand what the other person was saying, this guy's language was not any of his known languages.

But...Varian remembered, this seemed to have some similarities with the language of those high elves, he heard a familiar suffix, the pronunciation of "Duo Lei".

Varian immediately had a guess in his heart, that was what Arthas had said to him, the ancient night elves, the most powerful and powerful race on Kalimdor.

But this guy who was suspected of being a "night elf" was so different from those high elves. He was tall, more than two meters tall, and his strong muscles gave people a full sense of oppression.

Compared to their distant relatives, they seem too strong.

In Varian's impression, the high elves are slightly thinner than humans, and the appearance of night elves is probably not much more than that of orcs.

But what is more important right now is to find a way to make this guy with special power stop quickly, otherwise it is likely to cause unnecessary bloodshed.

The language barrier is not a particularly serious obstacle on Azeroth. Soon, Varian found an army mage. The arcane light in the mage’s hand was lit up. He planned to use magic to build a special Communication channel.

However, when the "night elf" saw the arcane brilliance on the mage's hand, he showed an expression of disgust and disgust, but fortunately he didn't make any moves, just waited there quietly.

When the wizard's spell was completed, he spoke, "Now we should be able to communicate, outsider."

"Yes, but I think you should let go of my soldiers first?" Varian replied, "Maybe their behavior was a bit reckless, but you broke into our camp without permission."

The night elf glanced at the human soldiers buried in the ground, "So I didn't kill them."

"If this is your attitude, I don't think we have anything to talk about." Varian's face became cold, and the other party's words were already provocative.

"I have nothing to say to the guy who started the war on Kalimdor," the night elf said.Dance God e-book www.wstxt.com

"We started the war? Why didn't you see you stand up when the tauren was attacked by the centaur?" Varian did not show any weakness, tit for tat.

The night elves didn't reply, but what he meant, Varian probably understood: They are the aboriginals of Kalimdor, and we don't care about their fights, but are simply very wary of you outsiders.

After thinking of this possibility, Varian said again, "We are looking for allies. Repelling the Centaur is only necessary for the tauren to survive. If such a battle is not allowed, then we will just watch. Is the peace-loving race destroyed by the invaders?"

I don’t know if Varian was wrong. The night elf’s mouth seemed to have a smile, but soon his expression became cold again, but this time, he waved his hand and buried the soldiers buried in the ground. Put it out.

"In this case, we can indeed have a good chat. My name is Brol Bearskin, and I am a druid."

Feeling that the hostility of the other party has faded a lot for no reason, Varian was strange and had to answer, "My name is Varian Wrynn, I am the king of Stormwind."

After listening to Varian’s introduction, Broll nodded, “Outsiders, although you helped the Tauren, this is a good thing, but we don’t want Kalimdor to have too many disputes.”

"We will never take the initiative to provoke a war, because we have suffered the suffering caused by war."

"This is best, but my compatriots are extremely vigilant against any outsiders. If you don't want to cause more trouble, I suggest you where to come from and where to go."

After Broll finished this sentence, his body has undergone a change that made everyone stunned: his tall body began to shrink as if it had no bones. The joints and bones can stretch and contract like muscles, and the whole person shrinks and shrinks quickly. Turning around, dark purple feathers gradually grew on his skin.

Finally, when the change was over, Broll disappeared. Instead, a bird stood in place and made Broll’s voice, “King of mankind, Kalimdor doesn’t welcome outsiders. We don’t want to give Cause trouble yourself, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, Broll's transformed bird fluttered into the sky, and soon disappeared from the sight of everyone.

The entourage mage watched Broll fly away in amazement, until Varian slapped him on the shoulder and asked him, "What kind of magic is this?"

"I don't know! This is very likely a power system that we don't know at all. There is no record in Dalaran's classics-how did he do it? I didn't feel any arcane fluctuations? This It is fundamentally different from phantom magic!"

The army mage followed the gods and said a lot of words, which was also mixed with a lot of magical terms that made Varian dizzy. He had no choice but to stop listening to the mage’s excitement. He turned to just now. The officer said, "Marcus, tell Jaina about this."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After accepting the order, Marcus hurriedly left here, and went to the intelligence department to prepare to inform Ms. Proudmoore of what happened here.

…………

"It seems that Varian and the others are in trouble." Jaina picked up the file in her hand, and after reading it carefully, her expression became serious.

Arthas once said that those ancient night elves would not have a good face when dealing with outsiders, but try not to conflict with them. As long as they enter the area closely controlled by them in the north, the night elves should not take the initiative to look for things.

But the current situation shows that the attitude of the night elves is worse and more elusive than Arthas said.