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Garrod watched Maiev's back as she went away, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He took a deep breath, turned to face the noble, and said with a hint of apology: "My lord, please forgive my previous gaffe, I--"

However, the noble waved his hand to interrupt him, and said calmly: "My business is not important. I didn't see you arrange for someone to heal the foreign wizard just now. I am the Lord of the Black Forest."

He paused, looking at Garrod sharply, "Who are you?"

"Garrod Shadowsong, sir." Garrod replied, feeling a little uneasy.

At this time, he still couldn't help but feel awe when facing the nobles-even though they had nothing to be awe-inspiring.

The times have not completely changed, and many elves like Garrod have not completely changed their concepts.

It took the night elves 10,000 years to gradually develop into a society without an aristocratic class.

"Oh, it turns out to be Commander Shadowsong." The tone of Lord Black Forest revealed a trace of relief, "I am very glad that you did not suffer the same misfortune as Lord Star Eye. Someone told me that you were still trying to save him at the last moment."

"Sir——"

Garrod was about to explain, but was interrupted by Lord Black Forest again: "I want to regroup our troops. Star Eye's strategy is obviously wrong, and we paid a heavy price for it. The Moon Goddess will definitely forgive our mistakes, but we can't let more soldiers sacrifice innocently. We need to come up with a better way to deal with the next challenge. I believe you think so too. You must still want to continue to command the army, right?"

Garrod was silent for a moment, then nodded instinctively. He knew that he had an important responsibility and could not live up to the trust and expectations of the soldiers.

Seeing this, Lord Black Forest nodded gratefully to Garold. In his opinion, the previous mess was entirely caused by Star Eye and a group of uneducated nobles. It was rare that Garold could take over this mess and clean up their mess.

"Since you have agreed, I will redeploy the army in my tent." Lord Black Forest said, turning around and turning his mount, "I will regroup the remaining soldiers and discuss the next action plan together."

After speaking, he nodded to Garold again, then drove the Night Blade Leopard and galloped away.

"It seems that you are about to embark on a journey of rapid success." A familiar voice suddenly echoed in Garold's ears.

He turned his head and saw Ronin's smiling face.

Ronin's eyes flashed with admiration for Garold, and he said slowly: "Levin Cuiye really did not make a mistake. Your heroic performance this time not only turned the tide of the war, but also may have saved the entire world."

Hearing Ronin's praise, Garold's cheeks suddenly lost their luster.

He shook his head like a rattle and eagerly defended: "Master Ronin, youYou are overrated. I am not a commander. I just fight to survive. "

"Your efforts and contributions cannot be ignored. Because of you, I and many others can survive." Ronin waved his hand gently, indicating that Jarod did not need to be modest. "Star Eye has left us. I feel sad for him. But from the perspective of the Elf Army, there is nothing to be sad about. I am glad to see that some nobles have regained their sanity and started to rethink their strategies and directions. This may be our hope to get out of the predicament."

"Do you really think I should go to see them?" Jarod was silent for a moment, imagining that Mirkwood and other nobles were surrounding him, staring at him, and then hesitantly asked, "Master Ronin, I am just a guard officer from Suramar City, I..."

"You are no longer just a guard officer." Ronin interrupted him, looking at him firmly, "Your performance has proved that you have higher potential and ability. Now, you need to face your new identity and new challenges bravely. I believe you can do well. ”

Rhonin’s words were like a ray of morning light, penetrating the fog in Garod’s heart and dispelling his confusion. Indeed, he was no longer the unknown guard officer in Suramar City, but a commander who stood in front of the torrent of history and shouldered a heavy responsibility.

So he set out, and the result was as Rhonin said. His position was not shaken by the controversy and doubts in the Black Forest camp. On the contrary, in this storm, he stood like a tenacious oak tree, showing his true self.

In the previous war, Garod encountered the test of fate: he knew that he could not stand by and watch, and could not issue those rash and ignorant orders. No matter how humble his bloodline was, he had to make the right choice with wisdom and courage.

Because the survival of countless lives and the future of the elves were all hanging in his hands.

And the result was that he succeeded, he completed the trial, and he proved his courage and wisdom.

How could he, who had personally led and won a war, be refuted by a group of people who could only talk on paper?

When a noble rashly proposed a flank maneuver, Garold's heart sank. He clearly saw the flaws and fatality of this plan - it would cause the entire elven army to fall into chaos and even lead to the annihilation of the army. So, he stood up without hesitation and explained the dangers of this plan to the noble and everyone present in a firm and powerful voice.

His words were like a sharp sword, cutting through the false fantasy and pointing directly to the reality of the battlefield. His explanation was so simple and easy to understand that even the most knowledgeable wise men among the elves could not help but nod their heads. In his narration, the truth of the battle situation gradually became clear, and his words brought an inexplicable comfort and strength to everyone's heart.

Garold's wisdom and courage won the respect and trust of all the nobles. They were impressed by his talent and became his loyal followers.Followers. It was as if someone was born a master of strategy, and Jarod was the wise leader in their hearts, leading them to the road of victory.

While Jarod successfully stabilized the chaotic situation, Levin finally ended his journey of recruiting allies and returned to the ranks of the rebels.

Then he heard a piece of news that surprised him. In the previous thrilling counterattack, Tyrande mysteriously disappeared. According to eyewitnesses, Tyrande was racing against time to provide emergency medical assistance to the injured night elves on the front line.

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However, at this critical moment, the demon army suddenly broke through the nearby defense line and rushed in like a flood.

At this critical moment, a demon with a strange appearance suddenly appeared. He had two horns on his head and a pair of hooves on his legs, which looked both evil and weird-it was the demon transformed by the night elves, Satyr.

This satyr was none other than the first traitor among the night elves under Azshara, the court favorite Xavius. He took advantage of the chaos to kidnap Tyrande and disappeared in the chaotic battlefield.

When Archdruid Malfurion and the demigods returned to the rebels and learned the news, they were furious. Malfurion was even more indignant and said that he would personally rescue Tyrande. He left the rebels' base camp without hesitation and went alone to the vanguard outpost set up in Zin Azsharin.

The one who conveyed this disturbing news to Levin was a night elf girl named Shandris Feathermoon. She was still young, seemingly less than a hundred years old, and for the long lifespan of the night elves, she was still just an underage child.

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She was an orphan adopted by Tyrande in Suramar City, and both her parents died under the demon's knife. After being adopted, he has been following Tyrande like a shadow and has become her loyal follower.

Before returning to the rebel camp and preparing to embark on the journey to find the Tauren, Levin and Shandris had many interactions. They get along quite well.

Although in Levin's eyes, Tyrande is just a young girl full of youthful vitality, but in Shandris's heart, Tyrande is a woman who is worthy of being her mother!

Her admiration and dependence on Tyrande almost surpass her feelings for anyone else.

According to little Shandris, the reason why she chose to reveal this news to Levin was because she felt deep in her heart that Levin was more suitable to be her "adoptive father" than the archdruid Malfurion.

"Malfurion is so boring!" The little girl Shandris frowned, looking dissatisfied, "He is always gloomy all day long, as if he is the only one who cares about the safety of the whole world."

When she mentioned the archdruid, her resentment seemed to have found an outlet, and she continued to talk nonstop: "It's just that he found a group of demigods.As reinforcements, so what? It's mainly the power of Lord Cenarius! He always acts like he's so great, it's really unbearable. "

Speaking of this, Shandris pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, as if she could hang a bottle of oil on it. She glanced at Levin and continued: "Obviously, when it comes to contributions to the rebels, he can't compare with you at all. But, when she was with him, Lady Tyrande almost never smiled. But when she was with you, Lady Tyrande smiled every day, like a blooming flower."

Shandris's idea was very naive and simple. In her opinion, whoever could make her adoptive mother Tyrande laugh, she would support him as her adoptive father. Although the logic was a bit naive, it also revealed her deep feelings for Tyrande and her desire for a happy life.

In addition, when she learned that Levin was about to set out to rescue Tyrande, Shandris put forward a condition without hesitation: "I want to go too! I want to go with you to rescue Lady Tyrande!" Xi.