Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 239 Changes in One Year
One year has passed since the assassination of the Queen, and the entire empire seems to have calmed down during this year. First, the rebel mobs in the southeastern border area were ruthlessly punished by Tiberius, the ruler of Zul'Gurub. The next one was finally wiped out.

Then, in Silithus in the southwest, the remnants of the Aqir Empire made new moves. Under the leadership of the heroic Lord Zul'Farrak Diocletian, these bugs could only huddle in The desolate Gobi desert is barely alive.

Although there are reports of mob rebellions in the northeast and northwest, they are still within control.

Everything seemed to be moving in a better direction, but Xavius ​​didn't think so after seeing the news from the north of the empire.

"I knew that those lizard people at Dragon Academy were unreliable! Those guys who have tarnished the noble blood of elves!"

Xavius ​​held a stack of the latest information from the North in his hand and banged the table angrily.

Since he was exposed to evil energy, his temper has become increasingly violent.

According to the latest intelligence, the Dragon Academy had no idea what had happened and openly assembled an army with Long Hill as the main force. This dragon-born army swept across the entire northern region.

The empire's two most critical strategic locations there, Zul'Drak and Shandara, were under its control.

As the Dragonborn Legion occupied the entire northern territory of the empire, there was no response from the Dragon Academy to the news from Zin Aessarin, and none of the envoys sent there came back.

Xavius ​​will naturally think that this is a sign of rebellion, and this time it is not comparable to those mud-legged people digging in the soil.

Those dragonborn who master the magic of dragon language are an important force supporting the empire.

"What are you worrying about?"

Azshara walked into Xavius' office with a purple-black veil on her face and a translucent white gauze slim dress. Her graceful figure was looming under the translucent gauze dress. Azshara He sat down on his spacious desk without hesitation.

"Look, it's not as good as you think."

Xavius ​​glanced at the other party and handed out the stack of information in his hand.

Azshara took the northern battle report handed over by Xavius ​​and started reading it.

"Hey, are you doubting the power of the true God?"

Azshara's charming eyes were full of doubts at this moment. She just sat on Xavius's desk and stared directly at the other person's face.

"How could it be? I've been trying to contact the True God! At the same time, I'm also thinking of ways to welcome the True God's arrival."

Xavius ​​glanced at the elf girl in front of him, and the violence in his heart calmed down a little. When he thought of the power of the true god, he really didn't need to be so upset.

"Then you'd better move faster."

Azshara's face was in front of Xavius's, and she just lay down on the desk.

"Of course I will. Sooner or later, those gangsters will surrender to me under the power of the true God! Baby!"

Xavius ​​said, grabbing Azshara's arm and pulling her from the desk into his arms.

In Northrend, in the Wyrmrest Temple, the dragon kings are discussing the next action plan with Daza and the coming Titan Guardian Thor.

"With the current northern region of the empire, I am confident that I can kill C'Thun entrenched in Silithus."

After Dasa led his army to capture the entire northern border of the empire, and after taking stock of the current situation in this area, he finally became optimistic.

Dragon Academy and Zul'Dak are two ancient cities with long histories. They have a large and stable population. Improved highland barley and tundra wheat are the main food crops here. Although Sundara City is a new city, This was an important industrial magic city planned by the emperor of the previous generation.

Under the Moonsong Forest and Wasteland where the Sundara region is located, there are a large number of precious mineral veins, and a large number of industrial resources can be obtained from them; the empire's outstanding industrial groups and mining groups have also entered them.

"After waiting for a year, I can no longer bear it."

As the most representative dragon mother of the Elemental Ancestral Dragon Kings, Lysajes has a very bad temper and does not have any good impressions of the ancient gods.

"The next step is the march. We need to establish a stable base in the wilderness of Silithus as an advance point. At the same time, we also need sufficient logistical supplies."

Dasa pointed to the map projected by magic and explained his plan to everyone.

"Uduar has given me permission to use the energy of the Forge of Origin and the Forge of Will. With the energy of the Forge of Origin, we are enough to open a semi-permanent portal from Dragon Academy to Silithus."

Saul has great news.

"Oh, that's great. I'm ready to leave for Zul'Farrak to talk to Diocletian."

Dasa was happy to hear this. Originally, after losing the support of the Well of Eternity Magic Canal in the south, Dasa had some concerns about the current troop deployment.

His previous plan was to go to Silithus through the Zul'Farrak region, using the resources and logistics of the Southwest Dominion to support the war against C'Thun.

But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

With the energy support from the Forge of Origin, the Dragonborn Legion can have complete logistical support.

"I am going to open the space portal to Uldum. We will use that place as our base of advance. Compared to the desolation of Silithus, there is at least water and food there."

Thor chose to base his advance in Uldum, where the Forge of Origin can provide energy supplements for the Titan-Forged army. At the same time, the vibrant environment there is also very suitable for the Dragonborn Legion to be stationed.

"Uldum is indeed cautious enough as an advance base, but what we have to face now is the threat of the Old Gods. We have been preparing for this war for more than a year! Let me tell you, we don't need to be so... Be conservative, here! We'd better establish our forward base here."

Philek pointed to the only intersection between Angelo Crater and Silithus Gobi.

"I thought you would be so excited that you directly attack the sealed place of the ancient god."

Alexstrasza smiled at this.

"I do think so."

Philek has naturally thought of this plan.

"But unfortunately, the Titan sealing facility there forces you to calm down and think about the problem. So, it's good to use your brain more."

Malygos chuckled slightly and looked at Philek.

"The problem now is that the Mortal Sect is responsible for the defenders in that area."

Ysera blinked her always sleepy eyes and looked at the marks on the map.

"So, in the final analysis, I still have to talk to Governor Zul'Farrak."

Daza crossed his arms and looked at the map. To be honest, he felt that Philek's positioning was a bit conservative. If it were him, he would use the convenience of the portal to directly stuff the forward base into C'Thun's mouth.That is to say, establish an advance base directly in the Silithus Wasteland and the southwest area of ​​the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

As for supplies, the energy provided by the Forge of Will is enough for the Dragon Academy, and Zul'Dak and Shandara's supplies are constantly being transported to the front line.

Injured warriors on the battlefield can also return directly to the North through the space portal.

However, if you use this excuse to capture the territory of Despot Zul'Farrak, it will be even more profitable.

He still thought of such a simple strategy to defeat Guo under false pretenses.

As for the immorality of doing so, Thadasa didn't pay attention to this before he became emperor, and he didn't pay attention to it after he became emperor.For the sake of Azeroth, he had to see if Diocletian understood the general situation.

In the southwest region, the Governor-General of Feralas, Duke Torcedrin of Elrethalas, has been in a state of distress recently.

There was no peace in his territory either. Mob rebellions broke out one after another. Although he had mobilized a large army, he still could not catch these slippery rebels.

Because the active area of ​​these rebels is located in the mountainous area near Un'Goro Crater in the southeast region, as soon as his army retreated, these mobs poured out of the mountains and began to attack various strategic targets in his territory from all sides.

Granaries, weapons depots, ordnance yards and banks.

The leader of this team is extremely cunning. According to the intelligence he collected, the opponent should be a woman.

The mountains that stretch between Feralas and Un'Goro Crater provide an excellent refuge for this guerrilla force composed of countless civilians.

Because it is a mountainous area and its resources are relatively scarce, it has not attracted the attention of the empire. That is why this place has become a place where these insurgents seek to survive.

"Once again! Erin! Once again we repelled the troops of those nobles."

Martha was wearing a capable leather armor, and behind her was a cloak made of green leaves. She held a long bow in her hand.

"Well, as expected, it is normal for them to be defeated under our ambush without magic reinforcements."

Azshara was also dressed in leather armor. She only had a small dagger on her waist for self-defense. Other than that, she didn't have any weapons.

"Where is our next target? We can't stay here forever."

Qualiman is a relatively muscular male elf. He wears a chainmail armor and carries two elf-style long swords on his waist.

"Of course not, we need more supporters. Qualiman, the so-called noble armies we just defeated not long ago are just compulsory soldiers, and the truly experienced professional warriors have not yet participated in the war."

Azshara sat on this stool tied with countless branches, patiently explaining to the elf warrior.

"Oh, please. Erin, we just won a battle, can't you make us happy?"

As soon as Martha heard these words, which were like pouring cold water on her, the excitement on her face suddenly collapsed. She didn't want to hear this content.

"She was just telling the truth."

At some point, Vashchi, also dressed as a ranger, emerged from the bushes on the side.

"How is the situation? The supply transaction is going smoothly?"

Azshara looked at her friend, yes.

"Can it not go well? We robbed so much money from the bank opened by the goblins. As long as they have money, those little greenskins will sell anything. As for who the buyer is, they don't care."

Vashj sat cross-legged on the open space next to Azshara, and stated the so-called deal he had just completed with a nonchalant expression.

"As long as those goblins are willing to sell things, by the way, can we sell things? We can't handle some of the things captured on the battlefield and just sell them to them."

Azshara nodded. She felt that there was nothing wrong with what the goblins did, at least for her now.

"I hate those little greenskins, or rather, I want to kill all those deformed guys."

Qualiman didn't like goblins. He, like everyone else in the empire, had no good impression of this group of treacherous traders.

"Calm down, Qualiman. You also know that the real driving force behind your family's death was not those little greenskins, or not just them."

Azshara reached out and patted Guilliman on the back. She could only reach him now.

"Okay, let the soldiers take a rest. After replenishing supplies, we should move towards the south. We can't stay here in Feralas for too long, otherwise we will really be attacked by the angry Duke Torsedlin. Came to my door in person."

After Azshara said that, everyone dispersed.

After everyone dispersed, a Lephignathus and a Velociraptor emerged from the bushes behind them.

"I can't believe that you have really persevered during this year. Azshara."

Gonk leaned on the raptor and looked at the elf girl in front of him who had gone through a lot of hardships with a look of relief.

"Your growth in this year has exceeded my imagination. It seems that you have indeed inherited some abilities from Dasa."

Garni has been observing the growth of this elf girl for more than a year, relying on this small mandible dragon.

In just one year, Azshara has experienced more in this year than she has experienced from birth to growth. During this year, she wandered around the empire with Vashj.

She also used her legs to travel to every corner of the empire, and she also used her eyes and ears to witness the true side of the people at the bottom of the empire.

Her once soft and delicate hands were now covered with calluses, and she had gone from a vase who knew nothing to a veteran who now knew how to farm, dig wells, and mine.

The same goes for Vashj's experience during this year. At this time, she has also lost her contempt for the civilians, and has transformed into empathy and hatred for the empire's worms.

Now, they will never say the stupid things they used to say again.

Azshara also gradually understood the discussion she had with Dasa at the tea party that afternoon, and how wise her ancestor was.

About three months ago, Azshara, Vashj and their companion Martha who came out of Zin Azzarin came to the Feralas area. After seeing the struggling life of the civilians here, the three of them have been Thinking about what to do for them, until they came into contact with this civilian rebel army led by Quailliman.

At the critical moment, Azshara took the initiative to stand up and helped the rebel army escape the pursuit of Tortheldrin's troops. Only then was she elected as the new leader.

Now, she is preparing to lead this army south and enter Un'Goro Crater, because several powerful loa in the legend sleep there, including the guardian of the emperors, the sun that walks on earth, and the devil dragon demigod. ——Lezan.

(End of this chapter)