Time flies quickly, and with the help of the Quel'Thalas Farstriders, the night elves completely stabilized the line and advanced a distance south.

In addition, Aristophanes took advantage of the night with a small team to attack the insect nests in the northern and central Silithus, using bombs to destroy the purple insect nests, greatly reducing the insect's attack on the defense line. pressure.

　　 In addition, the elven rangers received magical arrows provided by Farstriders, and countless bows and arrows carried red and white trails flying in the air, blasting holes in the black and overwhelming swarm of flying insects.

　　 "Aristophane, thank you for your assistance." After repelling the insect's offensive once again, Tyrande specifically approached the wizard mage and thanked him.

　　 "You are polite, High Priest. We have also obtained a lot of rare magical items and materials left over from the ancient times for mutual benefit and mutual benefit." Aristophanes said while leading Adelina.

Looking at the sincere face of the wizard mage, Tyrande remembered the very stubborn Archdruid again, and could not help but sighed, but then she cheered up: "It seems that we can't leave here in a short time. You meet Any plans for the next strategy, Aristophanes?"

　　 "Uh, strategy is out of the question, there is some doubt about the war. Don't you think the offensive of the bugs is weakening, high priest?"

　　 "It is true that after our defense line is stable and can kill flying troops on a large scale, the offensive of the insects is not as good as one day, and even the flying insects have not been seen very much in the past few days. Perhaps they are preparing a larger-scale attack."

　　 Aristophanes nodded, agreed with Tyrande and made his own suggestion: "We should find a way to go deep into the desert to conduct reconnaissance in order to get the movement of the bugs. It is too passive to block the defense here."

Tyrande rejected his proposal: "Our air force, that is, the Hippogryph Rider and Druid of the Raptor did not perform well in the face of the Insect Sea. Let's defend first. Another group of Druids from the dreamland When they wake up in the middle, they will converge with another part of the sons of Cenarius and rush here, and then we will have the ability to fight back."

　　 At this time, a ranger in green mail shouted in the distance: "Aristophane, come on, here is your letter!"

"Okay, go ahead, come to me or Shandris if you have any difficulties." Tyrande patted him on the back, and then led Ashala, who was playing with Adelina, and left here. .

　　 "Alleria, what's wrong?"

　　 "The Farstrider has brought a letter from His Majesty the King." Sister Windrunner took out a letter stamped with a golden postmark and printed on it with a phoenix pattern spreading its wings.

　　 Aristophane took it and opened it, frowning and then unfolding it again.

　　 "What's wrong, did His Majesty the King give you any order?"

"The council is very dissatisfied with our private departure from the territory, especially when they learned that we are here to help Kaldore resist the so-called bugs, they wanted me to go back and accept the question. His Majesty Anasteria rejected this proposal and said This action was approved by him. At the end of the letter, His Majesty the King asked me to personally report the process of this action to him after the end of the war on my side."

　　 "Ah?! This..." Even though Alleria knew that Aristophanes was very popular with His Majesty, she never expected that His Majesty would indulge him so much.

　　 "What's the matter, sister, with such a surprised expression." At this time, another elf came over with a spear on his back and lay on Aurelia.

　　 "What's this smell?" A fishy smell rushed directly into Aurelia's nose, she quickly pinched her nose, and asked in an urn voice.

Sylvanas lifted her left foot, and her turquoise boots were stained with various colors: "A bug tried to attack me from the ground and was killed by me, and then all kinds of liquid spilled on the boots. "

　　 "You crazy girl, don't hurry to change it, it smells so bad!" Alleria patted her head in an annoyed manner.

　　 "Hee hee, I'm going now. By the way, a new drink is sent from the fortress tonight, Aristophanes, remember to take it to my house!"

　　 Looking at the elf who turned and left, Alleria and Aristophane smiled at each other.

"Little Hill has grown up too!" Alleria sighed, "And this battlefield really made the rangers of the Farstriders grow a lot. I want to bring the Windrunners from the Ranger Army over to practice. Practiced."

　　 "As long as you can get authorization, I don't think the night elves will object." Aristophane shrugged.

　　 "Come on, you think everyone is as loved by His Majesty the King as you are. Okay, I'm going to look for Hill, and you can do it yourself."

　　 At the same time, the occupied Cenarion fortress.

Countless bugs surround a huge Qiraji, with huge and sharp horns on its head, and its body is wrapped in a thick black and purple carapace. In front of it is a prison made of worm limbs, and a broken The arm elves are trapped inside and do not know their life or death.

　　 "Rajax, Rajax!" The bugs began to call the bug people's names regularly.

　　 The unconscious elf was awakened by the sound. He opened his eyes and looked around, licking his dry lips, all kinds of bugs, big and small, in his sight.

　　 After the owner of the bug determined the identity of the elf in front of him, the Gemini Emperor devised a scheme, a scheme against the elf commander, and Rajax was the implementer.

　　 At this time, the weak elf was caught by the huge worm claw extended by Rajax. He tried to resist, but the elf with a broken arm could not break free from the thick worm limb.

The huge Qiraji commander strode north, surrounded by the Qiraji fighters around him. According to the emperor’s plan, this attack will completely defeat the spiritual defense of the elven commanders and achieve the evil of their master. purpose.

　　 At noon the next day, the Qiraji Army once again appeared in front of the elves' defense line, and the number was even more alarming.

　　 The sound of the long-lost wing vibration stirred the entire sky again, and the endless army of bugs covered the entire horizon.

　　 They spread out in front of Tyrande, Aristophanes and the others, like a shadow brought by a huge dark cloud, blocking the sunlight, and then stopped.

　　 They waited.

The elven coalition forces quickly assembled under the orders of the archdruid. The giant bear in the form of Fandral stood at the forefront of the team, the druids of the bird hovered above their heads, and the druids of the claws transformed into bear forms. The sentinels took out their weapons one after another, and Aristophane and Shandris also led the Hippogryph Knights into the air, staring intently at the front.

　　 After a while, Chonghai suddenly divided a way, and the huge Qiraji General appeared in front of everyone, his claws holding up a wounded body. He walked towards the front of the swarm, holding up Vastann so that everyone could see clearly.

　　 "Warnstein!" The Archdruid roared, and there was another wave of trouble in his heart. The expressions of the commanders of Tyrande and other troops changed drastically, and there was a commotion in the coalition forces.

　　 "Sylvanas, snipe it! I'll save people!"

　　 After Aristophan gave the order in the air, he urged Adelina under his crotch with all his strength. They seemed to have passed through the space and disappeared directly into the defensive line of the elves.

Vastann in the claws of General Rajax began to struggle and shout something to Fandral, and the Archdruid immediately broke free from the confusion and led the Night Legion towards the general, but the distance was so far …Even if the general did not do anything, Tyrande and the others knew that they had no time to save Vastann.

　　 At this time, a clear sound rang out, and a bullet with a chill hit the Qiraji Gladiator in front of Rajax and quickly froze its chest.

　　 "Oops, missed." Sylvanas looked serious and fired a second shot after aiming.

　　Rajax was taken aback, he raised another sharp claw, trying to tear the elf in his hand.

When Aristophane, who was still in the air, saw it, he immediately took out the dragon scale containing the power of time and energized it with all his strength. The elven coalition in the distance saw a golden force from Aristophane's hand. Gushing out, covering a space of hundreds of meters in radius.

　　 "Is this the power of time?"

　　 Looking at the worms who were suddenly slowing down, the Archdruid was taken aback for a moment, and continued to lower his head and rush forward.

As the caster, Aristophane was naturally unaffected by this energy. He released the flash technique and instantly appeared beside Rajax. The blue-and-white ice blade cut off a claw of General Qiraji. Vastann, who was getting out of trouble, flashed again and disappeared in the swarm, appearing on Adelina.

After putting the badly injured Vastann away, he immediately rode Adelina to retreat to the elf position. Two seconds later, the worms got rid of this bondage. The elf mage ran and looked at the dragon scales on his hand. The time above The power has been basically exhausted, only a little bit is left to protect the scale from damage.

"Oh!" Rajax felt a sudden sharp pain. He lowered his head and found that the elf had disappeared. Instead, green blood spurted from the severed limb, and at the same time a chill gushed from a small hole in his right arm. , Frozen part of its carapace.

　　 Then the general raised his head, and at a glance he saw the elf mage who was quickly moving away, his red eyes staring at his figure.

"Rajax, Rajax!" The flying insect swarms attacked with all their strength after receiving the order, and the dark clouds chased after the elf mage, without waiting for Tyrande's order, Alleria and Sylvanas Has taken the lead in leading the Farstriders to attack these bugs~lightnovelpub.net~ to cover the return of Aristophanes.

　　 Shandris in the sky also led the Hippogryph knights to rush up, and fought desperately with the flying insects who were following them.

　　 Aristophanes put down the seriously injured Vastann in the medical area behind the camp, then turned around and joined the battle again.

　　 However, at this time, an unprecedented sandstorm struck from the east. The huge sand wall blocked all the light, which was suffocating and dull.

　　 In the face of the worms coming out of their nests and the harsh environment, the elves retreated steadily. The sound of the wind vibrated the eardrums of the elves strongly, covering the sound of fighting on the battlefield and the roar of their companions before they died.

　　 Sylvanas didn't know how many bugs she had killed, she just kept firing.

　　 Alleria's fingers had oozes blood and dyed her bowstring red.

　　 Shandris rode the scarred Hippogryph and fought hard against the flying insects in the strong wind.

　　 Fandral rushed from left to right in the swarm, and at the same time ordered everyone to retreat.

　　 "High Priest, this sandstorm is abnormal!" Aristophane shouted, and at the same time released two meteorites to hit the insect in front of him.

　　 "I know, retreat, we can't fight the bugs in this situation!"

　　 Facing such violent natural energy, Aristophanes and Tyrande were a little helpless, they could only continue to cover the retreat of the troops, and until the entrance of the crater, the bugs stopped pursuing them.

　　 After this battle, the Qiraji people completely drove the elves out of Silithus.

　　 Thousands of casualties of the coalition forces, loss of a large amount of luggage, and loss of the canyon defense line, the only result is to rescue the son of the Archdruid.