Shadow Bear Tibbers' Plane Journey Chapter 408

When Little Annie rushed back to the continent of Lordaeron, on the Tarren Mill front line in the middle of Hillsbrad Hills, the main force of the Flame Alliance was confronting the coalition forces of the Stormwind Alliance here. Their battle, from The Dark Portal has lasted for almost a year since the end of its 25th year...

Although during this period of time, ground combat has always been the passive defensive disadvantage of the humans, high elves and the Wildhammer dwarves of the Fire Alliance... However, with the dragonhawk knights of the high elves and the Griffins of the Wildhammer dwarves With these absolute air superiority, the knights and the pure-blooded fire eagle troops stranded here in the Flame Kingdom were able to barely hold the front line, gaining precious time for the adjustment of the rear countries and the recruitment of new troops!

However, when the soldiers on the side of the Flame Alliance were preparing to change their guards and continue to stalemate with the enemy under the high ground or curse each other, let go of cold arrows, or throw boulders this morning, they were surprised to find that the opponent's camp had appeared. New face?

As the rangers approached and investigated many times, they soon confirmed that a large number of reinforcements had appeared in the enemy camp!

Those are devilish monsters with twisted horns, blue skin, tauren-like hooves and evil little tails! However, what makes the Armies of the Flame Alliance feel strange is: That kind of monster is a soldier who can use the energy of the Holy Light?

No...it should be said that... a lot of paladins and priests?

Of course, it must be the tangram-like monster floating in the sky that is exuding powerful holy light energy, golden light shining on the front of the enemy and us!

It is precisely because of its appearance that the morale of the army, which has always been tough and resisting, has finally shaken.

Because, like that golden jigsaw puzzle, slightly rotating and dissipating golden light, that has the most pure sacred power, the other party claims to represent the messenger or **** of the light?

As a result, while calming the emotions of all the warriors of the enemy and us, the opposing party is also constantly facing the defender, facing the New Lordaeron Kingdom in the Flame League, the high elves and the Silver Hand Knights among the Wildhammer dwarves. Following persuasion, I hope that those who believe in the Holy Light can lay down their weapons, take refuge in the embrace of the Holy Light, and stop making fearless resistance, etc...

Anyway, no matter if the other party says that he is the God of Light, it is reliable or not, but the pure and unparalleled power of the light from the other party is definitely not deceiving the Paladins!

Therefore, this led to the flame alliance, at least, the fighting spirit and morale of the paladins of the Silver Hand and the warriors who believed in the Holy Light began to gradually decline...because they really couldn't afford the courage and strength. Go against a divine existence that can represent the Holy Light!

What's worse is that some Paladins who are not very determined, when their beliefs are in crisis, the power of the Holy Light in their bodies is constantly slipping? It seems that it is really like the Holy Light abandoned them?

As a result, even greater panic began to spread in the front of the Flame Alliance...

"General! Let's withdraw!"

"Now, this battle really can't be fought! You see, so far, our Knights of the Silver Hand have basically lost their combat effectiveness...Without the Silver Hand as a powerful forward, other troops alone, The rangers and mages, whether they are dwarves or high elves, can't resist the enemy!"

"Moreover, you have also seen that there are so many priests and paladins in their reinforcements, even more and stronger than our Silver Hand. This battle...how do you want us to fight?!"

In this command tent in the middle of Tarren Mill's frontline barracks, the Chief Commander of the Silver Hand of the New Lordaeron Kingdom, Grand Crusader Saidan Dathrohan, is facing the contemplative Alliance Grandmaster sitting on the main seat. Marshal Osmar Garithos persuaded loudly:

"Grand Marshal! Before the enemy launches an attack, let's retreat! That monster is too weird, wait a moment... Maybe our Paladins will all become ordinary knights! Without the Holy Light, they, I am afraid that at least one or two levels of strength will be lost! In that case, what else will you use to fight?"

"You don't always count on our air force? Yes! They are indeed unbeatable against the air. They defeated the Hippogryphs and engineering aircraft of the Stormwind Alliance. They didn't even dare to come forward again! It's a large-scale land battle. Do you want them to attack the ground at low altitude? In that case, our air force advantage will be destroyed alive! The enemy's air defense firepower, whether it is bows or muskets, can be used to counter our flying Low air force!"

Dathrohan panted angrily, and after playing for so long, today is their most frustrated day!

Dathrohan himself was angry and shocked at the so-called incarnation of the tangram that the enemy suddenly appeared! Compared to the large group of paladins and priests supported by the enemy, the monster that, although not actively attacking, floats above the middle of the confrontation frontline, but constantly radiates light to this side is obviously more terrifying. !

Those hateful Stormwind Alliance, do not know where they got such a vote of monsters, not only bizarrely implemented vicious attacks on their Flame Alliance, but the effect is also exceptionally good? Now, the opponent has successfully dismantled most of the fighting power of the Knights of the Silver Hand that was originally the most powerful and trusted side of the Flame Alliance.

"Dathrohan, I told you already..."

"Actually, the Holy Light is not only a belief, but also a profound philosophy of living in the world, a way of living that allows us to be positive... I believe in the Holy Light, but I do not blindly follow the Holy Light... In front of the strange jigsaw puzzle, my holy light was not affected at all! Of course, I am also willing to teach and share my holy light knowledge and everything about it to the colleagues of the Silver Hand..."

"However, this may take a lot of time...So, your Excellency Grand Marshal Garithus, it should be feasible to retreat for the time being. As long as we have time, can we regroup?"

With a sigh, Old Fording, who has regained the Holy Light after returning to Lordaeron and still maintains his peak combat power, although he still has a high fighting spirit and does not persuade the jigsaw puzzle, he saw the Knights of the Silver Hand. The soldiers became weak, and after serious consideration for a while, he still reluctantly agreed with the other people's decision to retreat before the enemy launches a general offensive and temporarily preserve his strength.

"Yes! Withdraw, Marshal!"

"Garythers... a temporary retreat does not mean failure, we still have a chance."

"Grand Marshal..."

"Retreat, Marshal! This is almost the last elite of our league..."

"Yes! Retreat is now a last resort, and it doesn't mean anything."

After Old Fording and Dathohan finished speaking, the Ashbringer Alexandros Mograine, General Alfred Abidis, and Tyran Fording staying in this commanding tent , Bridget Abydis, Darian Mograine and other paladins began to whisper to each other, and they persuaded Generalissimo Garithus to retreat temporarily and reorganize the defense line in the rear.

The other dwarf leaders and the rangers such as Lor'themar of Quel'Thalas looked at each other awkwardly for a while. Although they didn't join in the booze, they at least agreed to retreat temporarily.

Silent and stood up slowly, the Grand Marshal of the Flame Alliance, Garithus, first looked around the panicked paladin in the big tent, and then he found sadly: Except for some ranger generals of the high elves, Apart from the Magister, the leader of the Dwarf Griffin Rider, and a few human warrior generals, most of the people here are actually Paladins and Priests? !

It was only now that he was shocked to realize that in his army, more than half of the Paladins...

No wonder, it's no wonder that the enemy will use that strange jigsaw puzzle to make trouble... because the enemy's move happened to hit more than seven inches of their Flame Alliance army! Just less than one morning, he paralyzed most of his combat power?

At this time, General Marshal Garithos thought a little bit griefly: Sure enough, it is also the Holy Light, and the defeat is also the Holy Light... At the beginning, he shouldn't have so many Paladins in the army... and should not be in the alliance. The way of holy light is widely promoted in various countries...Look now, finally lifted a big rock and hit it on your own foot, right?

"Oh... I tell you, it's not that I don't want to retire... but... Forget it, you can look at the map first!"

Garithus just wanted to say something, then paused. Therefore, he simply opened the curtain on a large battle map of Lordaeron hanging on the wooden wall behind him, and motioned everyone present to look over.

"Look at here, and here, this is the front line we are now, Tarren Mill!"

Holding a baton, General Garithus gestured to everyone present a little serious. Now all the defensive plans of the northern continent are made by him alone, and they are currently being implemented very well!

"We are here now, blocking the gateway to the Alterac Mountains! If we retreat, with our current strength, Sophia Heights will definitely not be able to keep... Then, if the enemy follows us to attack If the steel fortress at Alterac Pass is not completed, neither the ruins of Alterac nor Steinblad will be defended!"

"Even... we may not even be able to guard the cold wind sentry at the rear of the frozen post..."

At this point, General Marshal Garithos' face became more solemn.

Originally, he had only said these strategies to the kings of various kingdoms, and other generals were kept secret! But now, he has to explain it clearly to them! Since Garithus is the General Marshal of the Alliance and commanding hundreds of thousands of Alliance troops, he is responsible for the entire Alliance! Therefore, what he cares about is not the gains and losses of a city or a place, or the victory or defeat of a certain battle, but the overall situation of the entire battle!

And now, for their defense in depth plan, they must persist here until the construction of the steel fortress in the rear is completed!

"Then, once the enemy successfully rushes to Alterac Heights, as long as the enemy's commander is not a stupid, then they can drive straight in and penetrate the heartland of our Flame Alliance-Andorhal County! At that time, we will It will be completely safe to defend! Whether the enemy attacks the King City of Lordaeron to the west, or the Hand of Tyre to the east, or encircles the city of flames, or even the northward attack of Quel'Thalas, it will be very easy!"

"At that time, the Dongdaying line of defense we deployed in Hammerfall Town in Arathi Highlands and the West Daying line of defense south of Ambermere in the Silverpine Forest will become meaningless! They can divide our kingdoms. Into a few pieces, and then let us fight each and be wiped out one by one..."

At this point, Garithus' baton couldn't help tightening. This situation will be the worst. He doesn't want to see these... because, it means that their Flame Alliance will completely fail, losing all the land and everything they currently own!

For the losers, the enemy will not pity them!

"So, you should understand now?"

"Once we give up here, it is equivalent to giving up everything! At that time, whether it is Arathi Highlands, Hillsbrad Foothills, Silver Pine Forest, Gilneas, or even Tirisfal Forest, etc. When the entire northern continent is not ours anymore..."

"Could it be...you are willing to flee north, to the city of flames or Quel'Thalas, just like the bereaved dogs, guarding the gate of the elves and dying? Think about it, Quel'Thalas is so broken now In a few years, I have certainly not succeeded in regaining much productivity. How can we feed so many people in our alliance?"

After the explanation, Garithos finally turned his head again, staring at everyone present with piercing eyes, and then said firmly with an expression:

"So, we absolutely can't retreat now! Although our country is still very large, but... after losing Nanhai Town and the Saldo Bridge, we actually don't have much retreat..."

"Now, I hope you will go down and tell the soldiers of the Silver Hand: If there is no Holy Light, let them fight like an ordinary warrior, and don't be blinded by your faith! Without the Holy Light! , You still have swords, strength, and that tenacious will and unyielding spirit!"

"I want you to always remember what you are fighting for! You are not only for yourselves, but for our common homeland, for our Flame Alliance!"

Throwing away the baton and directly drew the long sword around his waist, Garithus stared sharply at the paladin generals in the tent.

He was once a cavalry soldier himself, and he has never won the favor of the Holy Light, but hasn't he been fighting for so many years? Therefore, this time Garithos intends to personally go to the front line to encourage those fools who have lost their combat effectiveness because of their faith!

He wants those idiots to take a good look at Garithus, and then to look at the other soldiers in the alliance. Many of them have never used the Holy Light before, and can they still go to battle and kill the enemy?

The situation is bad now. Although Garithos also knows that this place may not be held for long, but... he still hopes that the troops can delay here for a while to build a second line of defense for the troops in the rear, especially Otter. Fight for enough time for the defense of Rank Pass!

"Grand Marshal!!"

When Garithus was ready to continue to teach these **** who wanted to escape because of the wavering of the Holy Light, suddenly, outside the tent rushed in with a whispering officer who had not been notified at all.

"Marshal! Good, good news! Our Queen, she is back! She, she just smashed that jigsaw puzzle monster!!!"

The senior general who looked at a tent was staring at him dissatisfied. After swallowing, the messenger finally told the situation loudly.

"Your Majesty? Is it your Majesty Queen Sylvanas?"

"It's a nonsense! How dare she rush to the front line indiscriminately, didn't I ask her to urge those fire elemental architects and dwarves to build the steel line of defense together at Alterac Pass?!"

Hearing the words of the herald, the Grand Marshal of the Flame Alliance, Garithus, ignored his identity and directly reprimanded the queen of Quel'Thalas.

You know, Alterac Pass's defense is very important! When we really can't hold on here, we will definitely retreat and rely on the favorable terrain of Alterac Mountains to continue to block the enemy and continue to stalemate the battle!

In fact, Garithus is now ready to completely abandon the Hillsbrad Hills and Arathi Highlands. At that time, they only need to defend the two defense lines of Ambermere and Alterac Mountains in the Silverpine Forest. This can greatly reduce their defensive strength, so that the strength of the two sides will not be too different!

And whether this battle can continue for a long time, or even directly develop into a major stage of strategic confrontation, depends on whether Queen Sylvanas' defense line construction work is done well or on time. carry out!

His Majesty Sylvanas also knew about this matter.

But now? The other party did not stay behind to work on the engineering project. Instead, she violated her strategic plan and ran to the front line to fight at will. What did she want to do? She is a former ranger general, and she doesn't necessarily have much strength, right?

Anyway, as far as Garithus knew, that high elf queen was definitely not as strong as the paladins and warriors in their current large account! On the ability to fight alone, like Dathrohan, Fording, and Mograine, can at least tie her, or even be slightly better?

Of course, the premise is that the Queen does not fly a kite...

"No... not Queen Sylvanas, but... Her Majesty the Flame Queen! Yes, it is Her Majesty Queen Anne, she, she is back again!"

"Furthermore, just before the battle, she... she just smashed the jigsaw puzzle away with a lot of fireballs! She also grabbed a piece of shining light shard!"

Think about it before, that Her Majesty Queen Anne who suddenly teleported out, and then, I don't know what she said to the tangram monster. Then, their observers at the outpost at the time only saw the enraged Majesty Queen. Bashing your head and covering your face is a series of at least hundreds of thousands of fireballs blasting towards the enemy!

That scene, he still vividly remembers...

Countless flames directly submerged the golden so-called God of Light, turning it into a large ball of deflagration fireball... Then, they soon heard the harsh sound of glass breaking?

Then, they only saw a large piece of golden fragments falling from the firelight, and the so-called God of Light Tangram, quickly retreated from the firelight in embarrassment, and relied on the horns. The demon-like creatures responded and hurriedly ran into the opponent's camp! And if they read it right, that 'God of Light' seems to be missing a lower thigh-like structure?

After seeing this, he had participated in the war to annihilate the Scourge. Knowing the Queen, he immediately stepped on the horse and ran back to the camp to report!

"Really? She's back? Also, she beat that jigsaw puzzle monster? Great, this is great!!"

"Hahaha! As long as someone can limit the jigsaw puzzle, our Flame Alliance will be saved!"

Garithus, who had once felt desperate, laughed loudly before hearing the news before anyone else had any reaction!

Although, Her Majesty the Flame Queen, who has been missing for several years, is often unreliable, casual, often messy, and will not command battle... But no matter how many shortcomings she has, her strength is obvious to all. of! This alone is enough to ensure that this front will not be lost!

At least, it won't be lost before the construction of the steel fortress in the rear is completed?

"Huh? Are you all hiding here?"

"Hi! That... hello everyone? By the way, do you have any Paladins who like this good thing? Look, is it very beautiful?!"

At this time, before everyone was ready to go out to meet the flame queen and the cute master of the Flame Alliance, the other party opened the cloth door of the tent and walked in first.

Then, after greeted everyone casually, before waiting for any reaction from the other party, she triumphantly raised up a golden fragment that was almost half the size of a door and so long! Inside, there is an astonishing light energy, which seems to be stronger than the Ashbringer in Mograine's hand?

Moreover, it also exudes a strong golden light, directly shining this large tent of the Chinese Army, which was originally a little dim due to the large number of people, as if it were in the midday sun.

"This is... Your Majesty Queen Anne, did you really defeat the God of Light?"

Seeing the fragments of the little girl's hands emitting strong energy of the Holy Light, Dathrohan thought for a while, and felt that it was indeed the 'thigh' under the tangram monster? Then, he was very surprised. This made him a little bit puzzled. Such a powerful existence could be defeated?

He remembered that the messages from the other party's soothing energy fluctuations of the Holy Light seemed to mean that it represented the messenger or **** of the Holy Light...

"God of Light? Are you talking about this guy?"

Annie was stunned. She didn't remember what kind of "God of Light" she had fought...What was the "God of Light" and what was it. Can you eat it?

(Master... they are asking, it should be the thing you are holding in your hand! They seem to regard that big bulb as the **** of holy light...

——Tibbers curled his lips and explained this sentence to his little master disdainfully. Only these ignorant guys would treat the thing outside as a god. Tibbers didn't dare to call it a god, just the guy outside? If you flash your eyes again, you won't slap 'it' with one slap! )

"Ha! You mean this stuff?"

Hearing Tibbers' explanation, Annie smiled and raised the big shard in her hand. Just now, after she met the opponent, she wanted to cut a small piece from the opponent to study and study. However, that stingy guy turned out to be Dare to refuse him?

So, Annie was angry from her heart, and evil grew to the courage. She didn't do it or stopped, she directly taught her how to be a monster in a low-key manner!

Annie thinks, the other party has such dazzling eyes and dared to come out casually and successfully attracted her attention, and also dared to stingy and reluctant to let her cut a piece to play with. Isn't this intentional to be beaten up? ? So, Little Annie graciously satisfied the other party, gave the guy a severe beating, and directly cut off the biggest piece of the other's leg!

"I tell you guys, it's not a'God of Light'. It's just like the fire, water, wind, and earth elements you've seen before. It is composed of pure light power. Holy light creatures, it is not a **** of light!"

"Moreover, if you want to see the true God of Light, I just met one not long ago, and I will bring her to meet you another day! I think you will like her!"

After blinking and looking at the group of Paladins, Annie suddenly heard something funny. I once promised someone to find some converts for her, but now, isn't there a lot of ready-made? Then, there is no need to bother to find others, just decide it is them!

"Holy Light Creature... So that's it, no wonder, I always think it's weird!"

"Ashamed...I really treat it as a god..."

"so far so good……"

"I mean that guy is not a god, you still don't believe it!"

"Asshole! Next time, I can't spare it!"

At this time, when Annie's voice just fell, Old Fording, Mograine, Dathrohan and others began to whisper to each other. If they knew this was the case, they would not have to counsel that weird guy. .

However, they had to send someone to convey this message to the troops sooner. If possible, I hope those Paladins can restore their confidence and find the power of the Holy Light soon.

"By the way, this fragment is not very fun. Does anyone want it? Can you use it to build weapons?"

After studying, Annie became less interested in the big pieces of the tangram on her opponent, and threw it on the generous table in the middle of the tent. After all, she herself is an arcane mage, this kind of thing that paladins would like, is of no use to her!

After a short silence, a large group of people stretched out their hands and rushed up, one of them grabbed a place and began to pull vigorously.

Of course, these big guys who have good vision know the benefits of this stuff! Relying on the surging power of the holy light that it emits, once it is really turned into a weapon, it will be less or less the existence of a holy light artifact like Mograine's Ashbringer, and as a holy The knights, how could they let this kind of good news come to the door?

"Mograine! You already have the Ashbringer, what are you grabbing?!"

Alfred Abidis glared at the opponent fiercely. This one who ate the bowl and dared to stare at the old things in the pot, was not satisfied with the Ashbringer, and even came to grab this holy Light fragments? Shameless?

"I...I will prepare a weapon for my elder son, can't I?"

Mograine thought for a while, and barely offered an excuse.

"Come on! Didn't your son elope with your goddaughter? Who else did you give it to?"

I don't know who suddenly said such a sentence, and then Alexandros Mograine let go of his hand subconsciously, and was quickly pushed aside.

"Right! Your name is Mograine, right? Sally and Renault asked me to tell you that they are not coming back. Uncle Coleson said that those two are going to have children on earth!"

Although I didn't understand it a bit, since Mograine was here, Annie honestly helped convey this sentence.

"Those two wicked animals! I am really angry! How dare they...how dare?!"

Hearing such a thunderbolt, the old Mograine couldn't help but blew his beard and yelled at him, scaring his little son and others away from him.

"Your Excellency, Grand Marshal Garithus, you are a soldier. What are you rushing for?!"

At this time, the people who competed for the Shard of Light, finally left three people, namely Old Fording, General Alfred Abidis and General Marshal Garithus! As for the others, they were forcibly squeezed away by these kind-faced and dark old guys with their strength!

Then Old Fording focused on one of his competitors, Marshal Garithus.

"Uh...I'm sorry, I saw you were so anxious about it, so I subconsciously grabbed it too, I forgot about it..."

That's right, this seems to be something used by the Paladin. It seems a bit too much for him as a warrior to grab this thing, so he let go of his hand in a slanderous manner.

"Don't look at me like that! I am a Paladin, and my daughter is also a Paladin. The world of Azeroth is so dangerous. Can I prepare a good weapon for my Bridget? As an elder , You shouldn't be humbly?"

When Old Fording looked at him and before the other party could speak, General Alfred Abidis smiled and ran against Old Fording.

"I also want to build a two-handed sword for my son Taelan..."

Thin-skinned people, let alone on the battlefield, even if the enemy's curses may kill him! And old Fording, a veteran paladin who has experienced many battles~www.mtlnovel.com~, even a guy who hasn't wavered when the **** of light appeared before him, how could he be persuaded by the opponent in a few words?

As a result, the last two did not let anyone else, and began to force the holy light on their bodies, hoping to use their strength to pull each other away! It's just that, seeing that both sides are blushing with thick necks, it seems that the winner can't be distinguished in a short time?

"Oh, you are so annoying!"

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Annie directly smoothly cut the piece of light into two pieces, causing the two of them to stagger one after another while holding one piece back for several steps.

"Humph!"

The two old paladins looked at each other, looked at the fragments in their hands, and snorted at each other at the same time, then turned and walked aside.

Originally, this was something that could be made into a two-handed broadsword, but now, after being divided into two halves, it can only be made into a one-handed broadsword... With one-handed, it seems a bit not easy to take advantage of... Maybe, still Is it really only a gift for younger generations? After all, they are all discipline knights, not a defensive rider with a shield and a long sword.

"If you want, next time you encounter that jigsaw puzzle, I'll just hit it down for you! It's just... it only has two long legs, I don't know if it can grow out?"

Seeing the two arguing over a piece of debris, Annie gave them both angrily. If you want it, it's a big jigsaw puzzle outside, and when it comes out again, she will grab it back and chop the feet to play with, to ensure everyone has a share! Of course, the premise is that the opponent's feet can grow out again, otherwise, it will have to break evenly.

After all, there are not many fragments on a tangram...

PS: Originally, this chapter should have only more than four to five thousand words...

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