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"The Battle of Quicksand, that was a war that took place 1,000 years ago, and it was also the most dangerous war that the Cadore civilization encountered after the collapse of the ancient war, and it was the most terrible threat buried deep under this land."

High-level druid Moyana. Deerhelm sat in the conference room, and in front of her, sat the young kings from the Human Empire... illusions.

At this critical period of civilization reconstruction, the kings have a lot of things to deal with, even if the always cold Night Elf messenger repeatedly emphasizes how terrible this crisis is, it cannot be the reason why the kings leave their political affairs behind and rush to the port of the White Tower, they can only show their attention in this way, but fortunately, with the help of the magic books in the Great Library of Eresaras, the human mages have restored the magic communication that the upper elves are proficient in, making this idea of "remote meeting" a reality.

However, the ** masters of the newly built Dalaran gathered here, and the users of these magical powers were still very interested in the historical stories of the Night Elves, and the dissection of the previous winged insect also allowed the mages to see another unique life form, which made them very concerned about it.

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

"Bugmen have a long history, and they have existed in this world even longer than the Night Elves."

Moyana looked at the magical visions in front of her, and at the mages with serious faces, she opened the heavy book in her hand, and looked at the records left by the first elves, and she said as if she were reciting a psalm:

"At a time when the civilization of the Elven Empire was in its infancy... That was more than 1,000 years before the Elven Age was born, when the most powerful civilization in the primordial world was trolls, don't be surprised, human friends, the troll civilization was once very glorious, even compared to the Elven Empire, before the rise of the Elven Empire, they were indeed the most powerful force in this land. ”

"Our ancestors, the first elves who lived in that period, left a historical record of the war between trolls and bugmen, it was the first large-scale war between the bugmen and other civilizations, they called themselves the "Yaki Empire", they lived in the dark tunnels under the earth, for some reason that we do not know, the Yaki Empire began to wage war against the powerful troll civilization. ”

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

"That was 16,000 years ago, when the world was not divided, all life lived on a whole continent, the Yaqui Worms were menacing, and several powerful troll forces were blaming each other, but until the Zerg threatened the glorious mountains of Zandalara... It was the birthplace of the troll civilization, their most sacred territory, and the moment the Zerg reached the foot of the Zendalar Mountains, the trolls finally put aside their contradictions. ”

"With the union of the trolls' wisest recorders, the Troll Sages of Zandalara, all the trolls have united and begun a counterattack against the Yakine."

"Wait, Lady Moyana."

** Shi Modra stretched out her finger and interrupted the druid's speech, she frowned and asked:

"Zandalar of which you speak... Is it the Zandalar trolls who now live in the Zandalar archipelago in the South China Sea? Did they exist 16,000 years ago? I thought the trolls I had met before were bragging..."

"Yes, human mages, the trolls of Zandalar did exist 16,000 years ago, during the time of the Elven Empire, Queen Esshara also met the golden king of Zandalar several times, those trolls recorded the changes in the world in their civilization, they are the overseers and maintainers of the troll civilization, and the knowledge they have is very valuable."

Moyana casually explains about the Zandalar trolls, and after no one says anything, she continues to tell the story of the wormmen.

"Needless to say, after a centuries-long war, the Troll Empire completely defeated the Yaki Worms, annihilating a huge part of the living force of that terrible Zerg Empire, but the Troll Empire also ran out of strength and fell apart soon after, this is the first battle between the Zermen and other civilizations, there is no winner..."

"And the Battle of Quicksand, that was the second battle in historical history."

The tone of the high-ranking druid became serious:

"That was 1,000 years ago, when the Council of Cenarion wanted to improve the terrible natural environment of Silishus, which was the mission of the druids, but after going deep into the desert, we discovered something that shouldn't exist... Descendants of the Yaqui Empire, those bugs... They have been dormant underground for more than 10,000 years, and by the time we found them, the wormmen had already detached themselves from their primitive beast-like bodies, and the most powerful and intelligent of them had taken a form similar to that of mortals. ”

"They call themselves worm people, and they pull worm people... No one knows what the name means, but the Chira Worms were not friendly, and the Druids' watchers were killed, and only the luckiest of their compatriots escaped, bringing back the news of the awakening of the Chira Worms, the leader of the Druids at the time, my father Vandal. Deerhelm personally went to Silisus to investigate, and after seeing the insects like black torrents rushing out of the ground and sweeping through the entire Silysus Desert, he realized..."

Moyana's eyes narrowed, she looked at the kings in front of her, and she said in a deep voice:

"Once the Zermen have completed their mobilization 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 entire world... Behind the Chira Worms lies 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 fast as he could, and he mobilized one of the strongest forces of the Night Elves since the War of the Ancients, including several Grand Druids, Priestesses of the Moon, Sentinel Legions, and our allies, Dryads, Guardians of the Jungle, and more, and we established the Cenarion Fortress in the heart of the Great Desert of Silitsus as the front line against the Zermen."

A hint of pride flashed across Moyana's face:

"My father, the Deerhelm, commanded our mightiest army, and for months in the desert against the attacks of the insects, whom the insects fearfully called 'Casis', which means 'unshakable hand of the earth', at that time we thought victory was at hand, but alas... Something happened behind that, something very tragic. ”

The expression of the high-ranking druid became sad, she let out a few breaths, and was about to speak, when in the seat belonging to Dalaran in front of her, the archkarcist Kel'thugad, who was already impatient after listening to the story, asked directly:

"But you still won, didn't you? This means that the Night Elves have a way to deal with their worms..."

"That's the problem, human friends."

Moyana glanced at Kel'thugad calmly, she closed the book 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 legions of the Night Elves were routed, tens of thousands of my compatriots were buried in the desert, and in the most critical moments, we asked the dragons for help, the red, the green, the blue, and the bronze, the four dragon legions sent their most powerful forces, but even with the help of the dragons, we still paid a terrible price to seal the insects behind the beetle wall of Silisus. ”

"The Red Dragon, the Green Dragon, and the Blue Dragon Legion lost their princes and princesses, and more than 100 dragons died in that expulsion battle, and the fact that we finally sealed the Zerg does not mean that we are on the winning side, the reason why we sealed them is because we had no way to destroy them at that time, and we could only use this method in exchange for enough time... In the future, we hope to find a way to completely solve the problem of its worm pullers. ”

"And have you found it now?"

Liam, the king of men. Greyman's vision stood up, and he asked softly:

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

Moyana smiled helplessly:

"I'm sorry, but human friends, the orthodox druids have studied it for a thousand years, but so far, we still haven't found the Achilles heel of the Qira Worms, which is why my father, the Great Druid of the Deerhelm, sent me here, he knows better than anyone the threat of the Qila Worms to civilization, and he asked me to tell you that if you need our help in the war with the Zerg, then the Cenarion Council... At the very least, the Deer Helmet family, which has a grudge against the insects, will be on your side. ”

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

Shigianna looked into Ms. Moyana's eyes and she asked:

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

"It's a pity, but..."

This time it was not the high-ranking druids who spoke, but the silent watchman beside her, Merlene, who said in an urn through his helmet:

"But I don't think they will, so, humans, your trouble... It's big. ”

"We must support those humans!"

While Moyana and the human kings were discussing, far away in the Great Beast's Den in the Hyjal Mountains, the Great Druid Vandal. Dressed in his robes, he stood in the wide den and shouted to the other great druids who had heard the news:

"The attack of the Zerg in the Human Empire represents the reappearance of the butchers of 1,000 years ago, and the wall of beetles can no longer stop them, and the problem that has been deliberately ignored by us has been put on the table, everyone... We can no longer think that it doesn't exist. ”

"Fandal, my brother, you have a point."

In the escaping natural halo, the clawed Grand Druid Shoun. Moonclaw's jaw head said:

"The painful memories of the Battle of the Quicksand still linger in my heart, and although I don't pay much attention to the humans who just arrived in Kalimdor, if they are about to be attacked by the insects, then we should be on their side, it is not a problem that can be solved by a single civilization, but until then, we must be well prepared, I am thinking about a problem."

The eyes of this powerful druid, who were proficient in cheetah transformation, shone with doubt, and he looked at Vandal. Deer Helmet, he asked:

"Why did the Zermen attack the Human Empire far away in the Glittering Plains? They hadn't had any conflict before, and when it came to hatred, shouldn't they attack the Cenarion Fortress of Silitsus first? ”

"No one knows what those bugs are thinking! Maybe it's the overactive human probing that has disturbed the bugmen, but anyway, war is coming, and this time, Kadore will bury those pesky bugs in one fell swoop! ”

The deer helmet said in a deep voice:

"What we have lost, what has haunted our hearts, what has been in the past... We're going to put an end to it once and for all, and this time, we're in the ascendancy... The Human Empire will be at the forefront of the resistance against the Zerg, and after they attract the attention of the Bugs, perhaps we can really go beneath the land of Silysus and kill the leader of the Zerg. ”

"The cycle of calamity may be interrupted because of this."

"Calm down, Brother Deerhelm."

Another Grand Druid Korda. Steelclaw's gentle voice came from the Grand Druid's fury of the Bear, but when it wasn't time to fight, she was a very patient leader. Deer Helmet is a person of the same era, she has also experienced the battle of quicksand, she looked at Deer Helmet's excited posture, she persuaded:

"Even if we agree to join the war, we will have to convince Lord Remulos, Guardian of the Moonlight Glades, that it will be difficult for us to assemble a strong army without the help of the Jungle Guardians and Dryads, especially since we have lost this important ally, the Bearmen, and the Sentinel Legion and the Priesthood are busy cleaning up the demonic scourge of Ashenvale..."

The female Grand Druid showed a sense of apprehension:

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

"Hehe, if Tyrande had a little sense, she would know which side to stand on."

Deer Helmet sneered, and he said:

"The demons of Ash Valley are indeed a big trouble, but the High Priest of the Moon has reacted a little excessively, those demons don't have enough backup, compared to the trouble of the insects close at hand, the threat of the demons hiding in the Shadow Keep can be put aside later... I mean, we should focus on more complex and terrifying threats. ”

"Don't forget, Deer Helm, the wormmen have caused us a lot of trouble..."

The last to speak was an old and archaic voice, and in the halo of the force of nature, the deer helmet could clearly see the great druid's huge size, several meters tall, its whole body made up of sturdy and old trunks, and between the flourishing orange leaves overhead, there were two bright candles, and between the leaves, on the trunk, there were 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, its name is Eloser, it is an important leader of the entire Cenarion Council, and the other druids call it the "Inheritance Great Druid", and the entire Cenarion Council is established and developed under the gaze of Elothel.

At this time, this ancient tree, who has gone through a long time and has enough wisdom, trembled and said:

"But don't forget the demonic invasion 10,000 years ago, the War of the Ancients, the tragic... You've been through that war, and compared to the demons, the threat of bugmen isn't that scary... Deer Helm, you need to calm down, the tragedy of Wastann is still affecting you, you should..."

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

The roar of the deerhelm resounded throughout the beast's den in an instant, and he seemed to be enraged:

"Don't mention that! My son's death in battle has nothing to do with it! The war between insects and humans... It's okay with Wastann! ”

"I'm calm... Don't me off! ”

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