The terrain of Gjalerbron is not suitable for constructing defensive positions.

After all, this is just a holding center for sleeping vrykul.

As a meritorious king who once led his people to conquer the North and South, Ymiron naturally knew this clearly.

Originally, he planned to wake up a large number of sleeping subordinates to quickly form combat effectiveness and break through the encirclement net built by the offspring of those deformed children.

However, Daelin, who had been reminded by Sharlayan in advance, completely burned down the largest Vrykul sleeping cave. Ymiron's plan suffered a major setback before it was implemented.

As Sharlayan said, Ymiron's mind is now full of how to regain his throne.

In order to consolidate the kingship, Ymiron even dared to fabricate lies to slander the Vrykul creator, the Titan Guardian.

From this, it can be seen how strong his desire for power is, and I am afraid it is no less than that of someone who is addicted to vegetables.

If the orthodox royal power cannot be regained as soon as possible, Ymiron will not be able to unify those Vrykul clans who are like a mess.

Therefore, when Ymiron discovered that the Kul Tirans blocking the exit of Gjalerbron deliberately made a gap, he hesitated for a moment before deciding to break through with all his strength.

It's not that Ymiron didn't analyze Kul Tiras' plan, but it's just the lesser of two evils.

After weighing the pros and cons, Ymiron decided to regain the throne before considering other things.

After waking up Queen Angerberda, Ymiron encouraged those descendants who had woken him up from his slumber to rush forward, and personally led the guards who were completely loyal to him to follow closely behind.

Just as Ymiron expected, the Kul Tirans who blocked the door were no longer as brave as before, and they only gave way to the road after a symbolic resistance.

When breaking through the line of defense, Ymiron looked back as if feeling something, and happened to collide with Sharlayan who had a playful look on his face.

"Long ears? What race is this?"

The world tens of thousands of years later made Ymilon feel familiar and strange.

What is familiar is the Howling Fjord, the hometown that has not changed for thousands of years. What is unfamiliar is the current world situation and the origin of the enemy.

Shaking his head to get rid of the complicated thoughts, Ymiron strengthened his will again, ignored the kultila who were still behind him, and resolutely charged at full speed in the direction of Utgarde Castle.

For Ymiron, a cruel and cunning king, even being an ancient Vrykul is different.

During the period of being surrounded by Kul Tiras, he gave priority to awakening the queen and the royal guard who were absolutely loyal to him, which was the biggest reliance for him to regain the throne.

Ymiron knew that if he ran, the ancient Vrykul who were still sleeping in Gjalerbron might be in danger, but he didn't care about that much right now.

Without the embellishment of royal power, the so-called king is just a self-proclaimed false title, which is absolutely unacceptable to the arrogant Ymiron.

Dai Lin heaved a sigh of relief after finally sending this troublesome old man away.

The confrontation with Ymiron during this period put Daelin under a lot of pressure.

Ymiron wasn't one of those modern-day vrykuls full of recklessness.

In terms of physical fitness, vrykul are far superior to humans.

In terms of tactical literacy, Ymiron may not be considered top-notch, but he is definitely not weak either.

In terms of personal combat power, relying on the racial advantages of the vrykul, Ymiron can also stabilize Daelin.

This is very embarrassing for Daelin.

In addition to the above-mentioned troubles, he also had to be distracted from snatching the underground caves where the ancient Vrykul were sleeping with Ymiron, and he had to take time to pay attention to the progress of the naval battle with Zandalar.

Many affairs came one after another, exhausting Dai Lin physically and mentally.

After changing his mind, Dai Lin, who was dizzy from being too busy, suddenly felt enlightened.

If you want to change the situation in the Howling Fjord, and even the entire eastern part of Northrend, the next step is the key.

Ymiron and the current king, Hasten, will inevitably break out internal strife in Utgarde Castle. For a period of time afterward, the Vrykul who are busy with internal struggles are unable to break out of the encirclement.

As long as the siege of Utgarde Castle can be maintained, the remaining troops of Kul Tiras can be transferred to the north, striving to defeat the Drakkari trolls who continue to maintain a high-pressure offensive in the shortest possible time.

But before that...

"hold head high!"

The blue dragonlings transformed by Tinagosa happily breathed fire over Gjalerbron, burning down a large number of vrykul longhouses.

In addition to the buildings on the ground, Sharlayan, Valeera, Daelin and others went deep into the crypt and sent the ancient Vrykul who hadn't woken up to the abyss of Hell to report.

What? Hela is gone? Oh, that's all right.

Eliminating Ghalerberon's worries, Daelin led the marines to the encirclement net in front of Utgarde Castle without stopping.

Once it is confirmed that Ymiron has entered the city, Daelin will reorganize the army as soon as possible and select reinforcements to go north to support Zul'Drak.

The crisis in the Howling Fjord was temporarily resolved, and the reinforcements from Kul Tiras were ensured. Sharlayan and Valeera returned the same way, bringing good news to the high elves and furbolg soldiers who were still fighting on the front lines.

It only took three days for Sharlayan and his party to go south to ask for help. During these three days, the Drakkari trolls once again stepped up their offensive.

When the situation was at its most tense, three loa appeared on the battlefield at the same time, and it was unknown what benefits the Drakkari troll had promised those loa.

No matter how reinforced, the defense of the city wall is not unlimited.

When the three of Sharlayan hurried back to the front line, the previously well-preserved city wall had become riddled with holes.

The paladins of the Morning Herald Legion, who had always been invincible, seemed very sluggish.

There were no visible scars on their bodies, and most of them were healed by their holy light spells.

The injury can be cured, but the lost energy and physical strength don't recover so quickly.

In the past three days, in the face of waves of attacks from the Drakkari trolls, the soldiers defending the city had little time to rest.

Even though the defender was under such tremendous pressure relying on the fortifications, the Drakkari troll as the attacker was even more anxious.

Even though it is cleaned up every day, there are still a large number of corpses of frost trolls piled up outside the dilapidated city walls.

The Zandalari troll hiding behind the scenes thought that Drakkari could easily break through the combined defense of the high elves and furbolgs.

But the situation did not develop as he expected, and the defender's will to fight was extremely tenacious.

Not to mention the bear monsters, these iron-headed children and Drakalai have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and the two sides have long known the truth.

It was the high elves who surprised the Zandalar envoys.

He thought that Quel'Thalas' army had long been corrupted in peace, unable to show the will to fight like furbolgs and trolls.

But this is not the case.

It is true that the four legions defending Silvermoon City all have varying degrees of will corruption, but the ranger troops have been fighting forest trolls in the southern part of Yongge Forest all year round.

In terms of fighting will, these rangers trained by Li Reisa will not lose to any race or any army.

The same goes for the Dawnguard.

Although Sharlayan was just a hands-off shopkeeper, when he established the Morning Herald Legion, he injected soul into this emerging legion, which was a strong will that would never admit defeat.

Liadrin, who actually controls the Legion, has also been working hard to shape the military spirit of the Dawn Vanguard according to Sharlayan's ideas.

Valeera stood on the high city wall and observed the scarred coalition soldiers~lightnovelpub.net~ Her face was very ugly.

"Sharlayan, is there a way to help them?"

Tina Gosa sighed lightly: "It's difficult, the army is overwhelming, what can the three of us do?"

"Not necessarily."

Looking at the soldiers whose wounds were wrapped in gauze, Sharlayan was silent for a moment.

"It is really difficult for us to play a decisive role in this kind of battlefield where tens of thousands of people are at every turn."

"Perhaps, I can do what I can to treat the wounded."

Valeera looked around at the wounded soldiers on the city wall who were slightly injured and could not pass the front line: "What are you going to do? Treat them one by one?"

"how is this possible."

Sharlayan shook his head: "The wounded soldiers in the defense line are so scattered, it would waste a lot of time and energy to treat them one by one. The trolls will not wait for us so kindly."

"Tina, you go and inform Cirvanas and ask her to concentrate the wounded soldiers within a certain range, and I will treat them uniformly."

"Okay~"

Tina jumped off Sharlayan's shoulders, and ran towards one of the battlements with her short legs.

Valeera looked at Sharlayan who was rolling up her sleeves, and asked with a slight frown, "Are you sure? How could you heal so many wounded soldiers with your own strength?"

"It's man-made."

Sharlayan turned to look at New Arcandor towering over Crystalsong Forest.

"With the power of life provided by Arcandor and the giant tree of sigils, and the magic power of the Sunwell transmitted from Quel'Thalas, my own energy consumption will not be too large. I want to take the opportunity to try a large-scale Healing spells."