Salorian showed Sareyan very intuitively what it means to freely retract and release anger and change the rhythm of battle.

One second before, Sharlayan raised his spirit to respond to his mentor's aura, but the next second he seemed to have punched into the air. This sudden strange feeling slowed down his reaction speed by half a beat.

"clang!"

The two upper-level dragon-forged blades clashed together, and Sharlayan, who was not exerting enough force, was forced to back up by the force from Quel'Delar.

"Shua!"

Salorian said that one move is one move, and after pushing back the bewildered Sharlayan, he habitually vibrated Quel'Delar with the technique of vibrating blood, and then retracted it skillfully into the scabbard.

Sharlayan stood there with his brows furrowed and lowered his head, feeling something. He vaguely felt something from Salorian's sword, but he couldn't transform it into his own for a while.

This conflicting feeling made him feel a little anxious.

"Don't be so impatient."

Salorian stepped forward and patted Sarean on the shoulder: "Anger is born from the heart. If you want to completely control your anger, you must first control your emotions."

"Today's harvest will not appear immediately, but I believe that you will be able to figure out some truths soon."

Stellagosa took the lead in breaking through. With this example in front, Sharlayan inevitably had a sense of urgency.

But anger control is the most taboo of unnecessary mood swings. Sharlayan came to Quel'Danas to find a mentor this time, just to ask if there is any trick.

Salorian didn't explain it in words, and that special feeling can be clearly described through words.

On the way back to the city, Sharlayan kept replaying the previous moment countless times.

He felt that the answer seemed to be covered by a layer of tulle, which seemed to be revealed by raising his hand, but he didn't know where to start.

"Hey~ Just like the instructor reminded, the most urgent thing is to correct your mentality first, and being impatient will only have the opposite effect."

Back in Silvermoon City, Sharlayan looked up at the cloudless blue sky.

"As long as the time is right, today's harvest will appear in due course, just wait patiently."

Thalorian Dawnseeker is well known in Quel'Thalas, but few outsiders have heard of the name.

Since he was appointed as the leader of the well protection team, Thalorian spent most of the year squatting on the Isle of Quel'Danas, and could only return to the mainland when he received orders from the Sun King.

Of course Sharlayan knew the importance of the Sunwell, but he still felt worthless for the mentor's wasted years in Quel'Danas.

With Salerian's strength as high as level 57, it shouldn't be so unknown.

Salorian specifically suggested this matter to the old king, hoping that Salorian would also join the upcoming battle of Zul'Aman.

Unfortunately, this proposal was not approved by the Sun King.

Salorian didn't care much about fame, and he turned his head to comfort Salorian, telling him not to worry about himself.

Back at the camp of the Morning Herald Legion, Sharlayan first read the letter Valeera sent from the Unicorn Village.

With the great assistance of the travelers led by Vereesa, the development of Unicorn Village has been on the right track.

Compared with the military camp of the Farstrider Camp, living in a decent village is obviously more comfortable.

The only thing that worries the people are the Amani trolls who are close at hand.

Although the trolls have been very honest in the past two years, the high elves in Quel'Thalas don't think they will give up their obsession with counterattacking Silvermoon City.

An old enemy means that the two are immortal, and one of them must fall completely, and there is no room for compromise or concession.

In ancient times, the high elves who had just arrived were crushed and beaten by the forest trolls who were at their peak, and could barely hold on to Silvermoon City.

After the troll war that shocked the world, the forest trolls turned from prosperity to decline, and Quel'Thalas' national power flourished, which in turn suppressed the declining forest trolls.

For thousands of years, both sides have maintained a similar cycle, with one strong and the other weak, and vice versa.

After all, the Eversong Forest is too small to accommodate two powerful races with the world in mind.

When Anasterian Sunstrider entered the twilight years of his life and was about to leave his post with honor, he made up his mind to make a final fight to remove the biggest factor of instability for Kael'thas' position.

After reading Valeera's usual letter to report her safety, Sharlayan heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching from a distance outside the tent, and it was obvious that there was more than one person coming.

With some premonition in his heart, Sharlayan received the letter and sat upright.

About 3 seconds later, Liadrin, who was wearing training armor and still dripping with sweat, walked in first.

"Sharlayan, the order from above has come down!"

'really. '

Sharlayan calmly took the order letter from Liadrin and read it carefully from beginning to end.

"A week later? Huh... It seems that the Sun King is determined to get rid of Zul'Aman within this year."

…

December of the eighth year of the Dark Portal is approaching the end of the year.

The Sun King of Quel'Thalas suddenly issued a war mobilization order in Silvermoon City. The five major armies defending Silvermoon City took the lead, and the emerging Dawn Vanguard army followed.

Compared with the five major legions with excellent soldiers and generals, the newly established Chenfeng Legion is like a grassroots team.

But Anasterian had great expectations for this cavalry unit composed of paladins, and the first order he gave was to the Dawn Herald.

"The Morning Herald Legion obeys the order!"

Sharlayan, who was wearing a full set of gorgeous silver armor for the first time, stepped forward and stood still, and responded with a loud voice with his head held high.

"Captain of the Dawn Vanguard Legion, Sharlayan Deep Shadow takes orders!"

A gleam of light flashed in the cloudy eyes of Anasterian, who was wielding the scepter: "Break camp immediately, and rush to the southern part of the forest to join the ranger troops within an hour, and catch the Amani trolls by surprise!"

"Yes!"

Sharlayan turned around after receiving the order, and put the helmet in his hands on his head.

"Dawn!"

"Roar!"

"Take off your armor and mount your horse, and arrive at the Unicorn Village within an hour. Those left behind... will be expelled from the legion!"

"Yes!"

The Quel'Thalas unicorns have always been bathed in the radiance of the Sunwell, blessed by magic power, their stamina, speed and explosive power are much higher than human war horses.

In order to save the energy of the horses before the official battle, all the paladins put away their heavy armor, and the magister sent the armor and other logistics supplies to the Unicorn Village on the front line.

What? Why not just teleport the regiment to the front, you ask?

Just kidding, it's okay to teleport a few people, but it's only a few dozen people.

It is simply impossible to accurately deliver a legion of as many as a thousand people, including men and horses, to the destination.

This is a living person, not a dead thing like logistical supplies.

Even with the Sunwell providing sufficient magic power, the magisters would not dare to pat their chests to guarantee such a difficult legion-level teleportation, at least they couldn't do it with Quel'Thalas' current magic technology.

Even if there is only a slight deviation, the entire legion will fall into the turbulent flow of space.

The reason Sharlayan was wearing armor was because he was going to be the face of the Dawn Vanguard, standing in front of the stage to receive orders from the Sun King, and on the other hand because he didn't need to ride a horse.

He himself is a horse.

Led by a majestic and majestic white deer, the lightly dressed Morning Vanguard Legion came to the outside of the city on the avenue of Silver Moon City, and set off at high speed along the fast track that had been prepared.

Not to mention the Amani trolls, even many lords in the northern part of the forest hadn't received the exact news, and they watched this tall cavalry unit fly away in a daze.

Only 47 minutes had passed since the morning vanguard set off from Silvermoon City, and the Ranger troop, who had already been waiting in full force in the Unicorn Village, saw dust floating in the distance.

The fully armed Cirvanas squinted his eyes, took out his pocket watch from his pocket and counted the time.

"Only 48 minutes have passed since the delivery of the supplies, which is too fast."

Rangers have always been Quel'Thalas' first choice for military action in the forest.

The speed of the round marched, Cirvanas, who had already completely controlled the ranger army, felt ashamed.

Cavalry charge has strict requirements on the environment, and it can exert its greatest power in plain areas.

The trees on the fast track that had been prepared for a long time had already been removed, which allowed the Dawn Vanguard Corps to rush to the front line with lightning speed.

When Sharlayan in Advanced Village changed back to human form~lightnovelpub.net~, he threw off the set of armor that was more beautiful than practical.

"The knights should act! Within 5 minutes, I want to see all members of the Morning Herald Legion in armor!"

"Yes! Legion Commander!"

The armor of a paladin is plate armor with amazing defensive power, and it is difficult to dress neatly by oneself, so someone needs to help.

The knight retinue was formed for this purpose, and their number was far higher than that of the official combat personnel.

The others wore armor, but Sharlayan went out with light clothes.

Simply nodding to Cirvanas and Vereesa, Sharlayan glanced at Valeera who was among the Backlight Blade bandits, and Stellagosa who stayed behind in the Unicorn Village just in case.

"It's time, follow me!"

"Aww!"

In front of everyone, Sharlayan turned into a huge wolf with silver fur.

"Everyone, charge!"