Chapter 618 34. Deer Helmet

"The War of Quicksand, it was a war that happened 1,000 years ago, and it was also the most dangerous war that the Kaldorei civilization encountered after the war of the ancients. It was the most terrifying war buried deep under this land. threat."

The high-ranking druid Moyana Staghelmet sat in the conference room, and in front of her sat the magical phantoms of the young kings from the human empire...

It was a critical period of civilization reconstruction, and the kings had to deal with too many things. Even if the always cold night elf messenger repeatedly emphasized how terrible this crisis was, it could not be the reason why the kings left politics and rushed to the port of the White Tower , They can only express their importance in this way. Fortunately, with the help of the magic books in the Great Library of Eresalas, human mages have restored the magic communication that the upper elves are proficient in, allowing this "teleconference "The vision became a reality.

However, the newly-built Dalaran archmages gathered here. Users of these magical powers are still very interested in the historical stories of the night elves, and the dissection of the previous winged insect also made the mage They met another unique life form, which made them very concerned.

It is worth mentioning that Archbishop Chaldea, who was attacked by wingworms, also appeared at the venue. The archbishop still had a bandage on his arm, and the blood stains on the white bandage represented the danger of that attack.

"Insect people have a long history, and they have existed in this world for a longer time than the night elves."

Moana looked at the magic phantom in front of her eyes and the serious-looking mages. She opened the heavy tome in her hand and looked at the records left by the first-generation elves. She said as if reciting a poem:

"When the civilization of the Elven Empire was in the ascendant... that was more than 1,000 years before the birth of the Elven Era. At that time, the most powerful civilization in the primitive world was trolls. Don't be surprised, human friends. The troll civilization used to be Very brilliant, even comparable to the Elf Empire, before the rise of the Elf Empire, they were indeed the most powerful force on this land."

"Our ancestors, the first generation of elves who lived in that period left historical records about the war between trolls and bugmen. It was the first large-scale war between bugman civilization and other civilizations. They called themselves "Aqir "Empire", they live in the dark tunnels under the earth, and for some reason unknown to us, the Yaqi Empire began to wage war on the powerful troll civilization."

The high-level druid turned the pages of the book, she glanced at the humans in front of her, and she explained:

"That was 16,000 years ago. At that time, the world had not yet been divided, and all life lived on a complete continent. The Aqir came fiercely, and several powerful troll forces blamed each other, but until the Zerg Threatening the glorious Zandalar Mountains... that is the birthplace of troll civilization, their most sacred territory, the moment the buggers arrived below the Zandalar Mountains, the trolls finally abandoned conflict with each other."

"Under the unity of the wisest recorders among the trolls, the Zandalari troll sages, all the trolls unite and start a counterattack against the aqir."

"Wait, Ms. Myana."

Archmage Modera stretched out her finger and interrupted the druid's narration. She frowned and asked:

"The Zandalari you are talking about...are they the Zandalari trolls that now live on the Zandalar Islands in the South Sea? Did they exist 16,000 years ago? I thought, I met Those trolls who have been there are bragging..."

"Yes, human mages, the Zandalari trolls did exist 16,000 years ago. During the elf empire, Queen Azshara met the Zandalar Gold King several times. Those trolls recorded their The world changes in civilization, they are the supervisors and maintainers of the troll civilization, and the knowledge they have is very precious."

Myana casually explained something about the Zandalari trolls, and when no one else spoke, she continued with the story of the bug people.

"Needless to say the process of the war, after hundreds of years of war, the Troll Empire completely defeated the Aqir, annihilating a huge part of the terrible Insect Empire's vitality, but the Troll Empire was also exhausted. Lost power, fell apart shortly after, this is the first battle between the Zerg and other civilizations, there is no winner..."

"As for the Battle of Quicksand, that was the second battle in history."

The tone of the high-level druid became serious:

"That was 1,000 years ago. The Cenarion Council wanted to improve the poor natural environment of Silithus. That was the mission of the druids. But after going deep into the desert, we found some things that shouldn't exist. Those things... descendants of the Yaqi Empire, those bugs... They have been dormant underground for more than 10,000 years. By the time we found them, those bugs had also left their original beast-shaped bodies. The strongest of them Those who are the largest and wisest have taken on a form resembling mortals."

"They call themselves the Bugs, the Qiraji...no one knows what the name means, but the Qiraji are not friendly, and the druids watchers are slain, and only the luckiest of their compatriots escape When they came back, they brought back news of the Qiraji’s awakening. The leader of the druids at the time, my father Fandral Staghelmet, went to Silithus to investigate in person. After bursting out and sweeping across the Silithus desert, he realized..."

Myana narrowed her eyes, looked at the kings in front of her, and said in a deep voice:

"Once the Qiraji have mobilized for war, they will start from the southern tip of the continent and devour all life on the continent until they bring the entire continent under their dark rule, and then the whole world... Behind the Qiraji are hidden A dark power, though we don't know what that power is."

"In the face of this terrible threat, my father returned to Mount Hyjal as quickly as possible, and he mobilized the most powerful force of the night elves since the War of the Ancients, including several archdruids, the goddess of the moon Priests, Sentinels and our allies, dryads, forest guardians, etc., we have established Cenarion Fortress in the center of the great desert of Silithus as the front line against the insects."

A trace of pride flashed across Moyana's face:

"My father, Staghelmet, commanded our most powerful army. He persisted in the desert for several months in the face of the Zerg's attack. The Qiraji feared him and called him "Cassis", which means "Impossible." The hand that shook the earth", at that time, we thought that victory was close at hand, but unfortunately...some things happened after that, some very tragic things."

The expression of the high-level druid became sad. She took a few breaths and was about to speak. In the seat belonging to Dalaran in front of her, the great warlock Kel'Thuzad, who was already impatient with the story, directly said asked:

"But you still won, didn't you? This shows that the night elves have a way to deal with the qiraji..."

"That's the problem, human friends."

Moana glanced at Kel'Thuzad calmly, closed the tome in her hand, and said to the illusion of the human mage and the human king in front of her:

"We didn't win... To be precise, we lost. The night elves' legion was defeated. Tens of thousands of my compatriots were buried in the desert. At the most critical moment, we asked the dragons for help. Red Dragon, Green Dragon, Blue Dragon, and Bronze Dragon, the four great dragon legions sent out their most powerful forces, but even with the help of the dragon, we still paid a terrible price to seal the insects in Healy Behind Seuss' wall of beetles."

"The red dragon, green dragon, and blue dragon three giant dragon legions lost their prince and princess. More than 100 giant dragons died in that expulsion battle, and we finally sealed the insects does not mean that we stand The reason why we sealed them was because we had no way to destroy them at the time, so we could only use this method in exchange for enough time... in order to find a way to completely eliminate the Qiraji in the future."

"So have you found it now?"

The phantom of the human king Liam Greymane stood up, and he asked softly:

"Please, ma'am, please tell us the good news, after hearing your story, I feel like I need good news right now."

Moana showed a helpless smile:

"I'm sorry, but human friends, orthodox druids have studied for a thousand years, but so far, we still haven't found the Achilles' heel of the qiraji, which is why my father, the arch druid of staghelmet, sent The reason I came here is that he knows better than anyone else the threat the Qiraji worms pose to civilization. He asked me to tell you that if you need our help in the war against the worms, then the Cenarion Council...at least The Insects have the Stag Helm family, which has an unshakable hatred, and will stand by your side."

"You said before that a thousand years ago, the giant dragon helped you seal the worms."

Archmage Jaina looked into Lady Myana's eyes, and she asked:

"So, if humans and insects go to war, will the dragon be on our side?"

"Unfortunately, but..."

This time it was not the high-ranking druid who spoke, but the silent watcher Mai Lin beside her, who said in a low voice through the helmet:

"But I think they probably won't, so, humans, you're in...big trouble."

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"We must support those humans!"

While Myana was discussing with the human kings, in the large beast den on Mount Hyjal, Archdruid Fandral Staghelmet was wearing his own robes. The arch druids who arrived shouted loudly:

"The attack of the bugmen in the human empire means that the butchers from 1,000 years ago are about to reappear. The wall of beetles can no longer stop them. The problem that we have been deliberately ignoring has been brought to the fore. Everyone... we It can no longer be assumed that it does not exist."

"Fandral, my brother, what you said makes a lot of sense."

In the dissipating natural halo, the sharp claw archdruid Shaun Moonpaw nodded and said:

"The painful memory of the War of Quicksand still remains in my heart. Although I don't pay attention to the group of humans who just came to Kalimdor, if they are about to be attacked by bugs, then we should stand by their side , that is not a problem that can be solved by a single civilization, but before that, we must be fully prepared, and I am thinking about a problem."

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of this powerful druid who was proficient in the shape of a cheetah. He looked at Fandral Staghelmet and asked:

"Why did the worms attack the human empire far away in the Shining Plains? They didn't have any conflicts before, and speaking of hatred, shouldn't they attack the Cenarion Fortress in Silithus first?"

"No one knows what those bugs are thinking! Maybe humans' overly active exploration has disturbed those bug people, but no matter what, the war is coming. This time, Kadorei will completely bury those annoying bugs in one fell swoop! "

The deer helmet said in a deep voice:

"Those things we have lost, those pains that linger in our hearts, those pasts... We will end all of this completely, and this time, we have the advantage... The human empire will become the front line against the insects. After they attract the attention of the bugs, maybe we can really go deep under the land of Silithus and kill the leader of the bugs."

"The cycle of disasters may thus be interrupted."

"Calm down, Brother Buckhelm."

The gentle voice of another archdruid, Korda Steel Claw, came. This archdruid is good at the berserk power of the giant bear, but she is a very patient leader outside of battles. She and Fandral Deer Helmet is from the same era, and she also experienced the Battle of Quicksand. Seeing Deer Helmet's excited posture, she persuaded:

"Even if we agree to join this war, we still have to convince Lord Remulos, the guardian of Moonglade. Without the help of the guardians of the forest and the dryads, it will be difficult for us to organize a strong army, especially after we lose the bear people. After this important ally, and the Legion of Sentinels and the Order of Priests are busy clearing the demonic scourge of Ashenvale..."

The female archdruid expressed concern:

"Perhaps it is a wrong choice to fight on two fronts at this time. Even with the strength of Kaldorei, it is difficult for us to shoulder two wars at the same time."

"Hehe, if Tyrande is a little sensible, she will know which side to stand on."

Lu Helmet sneered, and said:

"The demons in Ashenvale are indeed a big trouble, but the high priest of the moon reacted a little too much. Those demons don't have enough backup. Compared with the trouble of the insects being close at hand, the threat of the demons hiding in the shadow castle can be slightly reduced. Putting it aside ... I mean, we should be focusing on more complex and scarier threats."

"Don't forget, Buckhelm, the buggers did cause us a lot of trouble..."

The last one to speak was an old and clumsy voice. In the halo of natural force, the deer helmet could clearly see the huge size of the archdruid. It was several meters high, and its whole body was made of solid It is composed of old tree trunks, and there are two bright candles hanging between the flourishing orange leaves above the head, and between the leaves and on the trunk, there are a pair of blue eyes.

This is an ancient tree, an ancient tree of knowledge that has lived from the birth of the elves to the present. It is called Elothir, and it is an important leader of the entire Cenarion Council. Yi", the entire Cenarion Council was established and developed under the watchful eye of Elothir.

At this time, the old tree who has experienced a long time and has enough wisdom said tremblingly:

"But don't forget the demonic invasion ten thousand years ago, the battle of the ancients, the tragic... You have also experienced that war. Compared with the demons, the threat of insects is not so terrible... Staghelmet, you Need to calm down, the tragedy of Valstein is still affecting you, you should..."

"Don't mention my son in front of me!"

The roar of Staghelmet resounded throughout the den for a moment, as if he was enraged:

"Don't mention that incident! My son's death in battle has nothing to do with this incident! The war between insects and humans...has nothing to do with Vastann!"

"I'm calm...don't piss me off!"