Chapter 120: Battle of Quicksand (8)-Dragon and Elf

Tyrande led reinforcements to Tanaris that night.
"High priest, here he is." Aristophanes followed Shandris to the door of a wooden house spawned by a druid.
"Okay, come in." A voice like a clear spring came into Aristophanes' ears.
Shandris pushed open the creaking wooden door and walked in first, followed by Aristophanes.
The chief high priest in front of her has changed into a white silk robe, and the bright moonlight shines on her face from the window, mysterious and holy.
The high priest motioned to sit on the stool in front of him.
"Ishnu-dal-dieb, nice to meet you, Aristophanes."
"I'm also honored to see you, the high priest." Aristophanes nodded slightly.
Tyrande reached out to catch the spilt moonlight, and then said, "Shandis told me her thoughts and your answer. In the face of this situation, do you have any good solutions?"
Aristophane looked at the slender purple face under the moonlight, and said calmly: "The high priest, as I said to General Shandris, I want to request the help of the wizard from the top of Quel'Thalas. It is impossible to succeed. Neither the royal clans nor the council members are likely to be far away from the Bandinor Great Enchantment, but I can find some peripheral rangers with rich combat experience to form a force to support."
"Range," Tyrande frowned. "We don't need it now. It would be nice if there is a wizard like you."
Looking at the silent two, Aristophane said another opinion: "In addition, there is another force that you have ignored."
"what?"
"The dragon."
"Dragons?" Shandris asked, "but they never participate in our affairs, and we don't know where to find them."
"This is not just a situation that the night elves can control," Aristophane said solemnly. "After so many days of fighting, I believe Shandris, you also understand that relying only on the night elves' army, we can at best It is almost impossible to defend this canyon."
Shandris nodded silently.
"In addition, we also found huge burrowing worms in Nanfeng Village. We may be able to defend this gorge, but the worms can dig tunnels to leave Silithus. With the number and aggressiveness of the worms, I think it is stuck. There is a high probability that Limdor’s creatures will be destroyed!"
Thinking of the overwhelming swarms of insects appearing elsewhere, Shandris shuddered. She quickly turned to Tyrande and said, "Mother, we must warn the tribes, and..."
"I understand what you mean, Shandris," Tyrande said calmly, "you will lead Aristophane back first. As for your suggestion, Master, I will consider it carefully."
Aristophan nodded when he heard the words, "It's okay, high priest, let Shandris stay...
I can go back by myself. "Then stood up and walked out of the wooden house.
Looking at the back of the wizard mage, Tyrande tapped his fingers on the table, and then asked, "Shandis, do you say we should take his advice?"
"I don't know, High Priest." Shandris also thought about his opinion, "but our Hippogryph Riders and Rangers do seem a little weak in the face of flying insect swarms, lacking anti-aircraft means, if they can Cooperating with the dragons, then I think the odds of winning will be much greater."
Tyrande nodded: "Understood, let me see the bug's attack tomorrow before making plans."
Early the next morning, the insects attacked the elf’s position again. Fandral still charged forward. The air force continued to be commanded by Shandris and Aristophanes. Tyrande was in the rear and led the rest. Sentinels and priests.
Looking at the swarm of insects that covered the sky, the high priest looked heavy. Although she had been psychologically prepared, she was still shocked by the size of the swarm. Tyrande couldn't imagine how these bugs multiplied on such a large scale in the barren desert.
The Qiraji people were also fierce, and the sharp-eyed sentinels saw the obsidian kobold statue mixed in the insect swarm, namely Anubisath.
Although these stone statues react slowly and are not very sensitive, they are protected by insect swarms, and these shortcomings are nothing. On the contrary, they have thick skin and infinite strength, and they can withstand the claws of the claw druids. The largest of them, Anubisath, directly stopped Fandral who was impacting, beating each other one by one. On the other side, the ground was full of corpses of bugs that were trampled on to avoid them.
Under the cover of Anubisath, the Qiraji took the opportunity to cross the defense line formed by the claw druids and attacked the sentries and priests behind.
Tyrande was standing in the forefront riding Ash'ara. She raised the bow blessed by Elune in her hand, bent the bow and set arrows, one by one, burning red arrows shot at the bug.
The sentinels behind her also took out their weapons and rushed up. The tree spears threw out their spears. The jungle guards moved forward to protect the priests and released various natural spells to attack the insects.
The priests of Elune began to pray, and a large number of beams of light fell from the sky and blasted towards the insects.
In this way, a new day of fierce battle began.
The night came quickly, the bugs retreated after leaving behind countless corpses, and Fandral led the scarred Claw Druids back.
Shandris almost fell to her knees when she came down from the Hippogryph, and Aristophane quickly reached out to support her, and the sweat-soaked blue hair was tightly attached to her purple face.
"Thank you, Aristophanes," Shandris said after trying to stand firm.
Looking at the sentinel general who was still slumping on his body, Aristophane shook his head. At this time, Priest Mara just led a group of priests to come, and he quickly stopped her: "Priest Mara, come!"
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The priest turned her head when she heard the familiar shout. When she saw Shandris who was weak, she quickly arranged the priests in the team and walked over.
"Are you all right, General?" Mara asked with concern.
"She should have not rested for a long time and the pressure from bugs was too great, and she suddenly relaxed and exhausted," Aristophane said of her diagnosis, "You can help her go back and rest. Also, This is the energy recovery potion I made. It can be used as appropriate. The effective time will be slower than those powerful energy potions, but fortunately, the effect is stable and there are no sequelae."
Speaking, he took out a bottle of lavender potion and handed it to Mara, the sentry general smiled at her, and the priest assisted the weak Shandris and walked back to his camp.
Tyrande, who was talking with Fandral in the distance, saw this scene and nodded inwardly.
"...High Priest, I think we must continue to increase our troops, otherwise we can at best hold this canyon defense line, there is no way to fight back!" Fandral said solemnly.
"Fandral, except for the druids who are still sleeping and the guards that must be kept, all the mobile forces have arrived here with me, and we have no reinforcements to deploy." Tyrande still said calmly.
"Then wake up the sleeping druids and call in the guards!" Fandral said impatiently, "I don't care about the others! I only want the bugs to die!"
Tyrande said solemnly: "Calm down, Fandral. You have to recognize the reality, we are not able to fight back against bugs now!"
"Oh, you want me to calm down? I can't calm down!" Fandral said fiercely, "Vastan, he is dead! Dead in the swarm, not even a corpse! How can you calm me down?! If it's dead It's Shandris, what's your mood? Attack, you must attack!"
The moon necklace on Tyrande’s forehead reflected orange-red light in the setting sun. She stared at the angry Archdruid, but her thoughts drifted to the far north: "Malfurion, look at the current Fan Dar, how do you feel?"
But her mouth became more serious: "Fandral, I don't agree with you. As a weaker force, we must defend firmly. If we attack rashly, it will be death!"
"You!!" Fandral raged, gritted his teeth and said: "Tyrande! Don't think you are the teacher's lover and you can order me! I am the druid commander appointed by the Cenarion Circle! You are at best! The priestess of the month, what do you know about military affairs?"
After talking about Fandral, he walked away, leaving Tyrande to watch the leaving Archdruid alone.
"High priest, are you okay?"
The elf mage was ready to go back after calming Adelina, but when he saw the high priest who was still standing there thinking, he asked.
Tyrande slowed down, slightly raised his head and looked at the eyes of the wizard mage and said, "Oh, Aristophanes, it's you."
The mage nodded, he saw...
After arriving at Tyrande, he planned to leave, but the priestess stopped him.
"Aristophane, are you sure to contact the dragon?" Tyrande asked cautiously.
"I can try, High Priest, but I can't guarantee it," Aristophane said, "After all, I am just an ordinary half-elf mage, and dragons have always looked down upon us mortals."
Tyrande waved his hand: "These are small things. Tomorrow morning I will ask Shandris to lead a small group of rangers to protect you to contact the dragon."
Looking at the determined high priest in front of him, Aristophan nodded and agreed.
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Tanaris.
The scorching sun shone on the desert, and a crystal-scale lizard was lying on the desert, spitting out its bright red tongue boredly.
Suddenly a shadow passed over it, and the lizard plunged into the white sand in an instant.
After a day and night flight, Aristophanes and his party successfully passed through the crater and reached the desert at the southeast corner of Kalimdor.
"Aristophane, are you sure you can find the dragon in this desert?" Shandris on the Hippogryph turned his head and asked loudly.
Aristophane, who was flying side by side with her, did not answer, but reached out and built a pergola to determine the direction of the sea.
"Follow me!" After finishing speaking, Adelina slapped her wings twice, and instantly moved away from the elves riding the horned eagle beast.
Soon everyone came to the beach. The blue of the field of vision made people feel refreshed, and the cool sea breeze was blowing everyone's hair.
"You're not going to sea?" Shandris narrowed his eyes. "Hippogryphs can't fly very far."
"No, Shandris, we're almost there."
After speaking, Aristophane led the elves along the coastline and flew south.
Soon a mountain appeared in front of everyone. The elves walked around from the west under the leadership of Aristophanes. Then Shandris saw a dilapidated entrance to the city wall appeared in front of her, and the surrounding Shomori Ruined walls.
"We're here, Shandris." The elf mage finished speaking and landed on the sand at the door, leading Adelina into the dark gate of the city wall.
Shandris and the others looked at each other and led the Hippogryph into it.
Inside the doorway was a huge tunnel extending downwards, with torches stuck in the walls on both sides, Shandris was observing the surroundings, her horned eagle suddenly spread its wings and screamed.
"Stop, mortals! This is not a place you can set foot on!" A majestic voice came from above the dark doorway.
Aristophane raised his head and saw a huge figure descend from the sky, waving its wings and flapping countless gravels.
The giant dragon landed on the ground in front of them, retracted its wings and raised its long neck. The figures of these people were reflected in the huge golden dragon pupils, and their long tails flew...
Throw it away, looking a little impatient.
"You mortals, I am the bronze dragon prince Anaklos, what do you do here?" The dragon opened his mouth.
Aristophan motioned Shandris to step forward. The ranger-general stared at the dragon's head, and then said, "Dear Prince Anaclos, I am Shandris Feathermoon, the commander of the night elf sentry force. Here we are. It is to ask the great guardian dragons for help."
"The dragon never intervenes in the struggle of mortals, go back!" Anaclos refused.
"but..."
"No but! Mortals! The land that can step into the Cavern of Time is already our side!" Anaclos said proudly, "Otherwise you can't enter this place at all."
After talking, Anaclos spread his wings and planned to leave here.
Aristophanes walked up to him, stretched out his hand and took out something, and then said, "I want to see Chromie, is she there?"
Anaclos lowered his head when he heard the words, and when he saw the golden flakes in the hands of the wizard mage, he constricted his wings, and then a flash of light flashed, becoming a yellow-haired elf.
Anaclos reached out and picked up the scales, took a closer look, and found that it was full of the power of time. He immediately asked seriously: "Where did you get it?"
"This was handed to me by Chromie before."
"Impossible! Do you know what this thing means to the guardian dragon?" Anaclos reached out and grabbed Aristophane's shirt. "Krono...It's impossible for Kromi to Give it to a mortal!"
"But she did give it to me, didn't she?" Aristophane replied calmly.
Anaclos gritted his teeth, as if afraid of Chromie's reputation, backed up a few steps and changed back to the dragon form.
"For the sake of Chromie's face, come with me, mortals, I will take you to see Queen Solidomi!" After speaking, he flapped his wings and turned his head and flew into the cave.
Aristophane put away the scales that Chromie gave him, and led Shandris and the others into the dragon following the dragon.
The passage of the cave is not as dark and damp as Shantis imagined. On the contrary, it is extremely dry. From time to time, strange sights appear in front of them: human-style towers, elf-style huts, magnificent purple voids, and golden quicksand magic. They opened their eyes.
Soon they arrived at a huge square. A huge time hourglass was placed in the middle of the square. The surrounding half-dragon team patrolled back and forth with sophisticated weapons. A few bronze dragons squatted around the hourglass, led by Anaclos. As Aristophanes and others landed in front of the largest one.
"Mother, these mortals hold Aunt Kronom's special tokens and want to ask us for help." Anaclos lowered his head ~EbookFREE.me~ and said gently.
Aristophane took out the scales that Chromie gave him and lifted it aloft. His action attracted all the squatting dragons. #br...
r# "Could it be?!"
"It looks right!"
"Unexpectedly, the deviant, crazy Kronom would be handed over so easily, it has subverted my cognition!" The bronze dragons whispered.
Soli Duomi ignored these voices, she raised the dragon's head, got up and walked around Anaclos in front of him, and walked to Aristophanes and his group.
"Hello, mortal, can you tell me your name?"
"His Royal Highness Solidomi, I am Aristophane Windrunner from Quel'Thalas. We are here to seek help from the guardian dragons. A species that can destroy the world appeared in Silithus. , The elves alone cannot resist." Aristophane looked at the huge dragon in front of him and said without humility.
Soli Domi nodded and did not speak. Although she had speculated on the identity of the elf in her heart, she was not sure yet.
"In principle, the guardian dragon can't participate in this kind of thing, but since you hold Kronom's token.
Well, you guys live here first. I will ask Anaclos to find Chromie, and let her return as soon as possible. If we have anything to say, we will talk about it. "
After speaking, a huge bronze half-dragon came up under Sorry Domi's gesture, and whether they wanted it or not, led the elves into the house on the square.
"Anaclos, give you a task to retrieve Kronom in the fastest time."
"Yes, mother queen." Anaclos fluttered up, then disappeared in the passage.