Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Daxu stepped into the joint command center.

The so-called joint command center is the merger of Tariendan and Seyuan Yutao. This temporary command center is brightly lit and gathers elite forces from all sides. However, it becomes briefly quiet because of his arrival.

After entering the door, he did not salute, but nodded and waved to the people who were looking at him, and then gave instructions to the staff officer.

"Bring me Elsing Alvin's map."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone at the conference table looked at him at the same time, and the most sharp-eyed one among them was Malekith.

Facing Malekith's inquiring gaze, Daxus frowned and gave a brief explanation.

"Something's wrong."

The news from Elsing Alvin was from Adria.

Who the hell is Adria? (Chapter 315)
When I first met Ryan, she was the owner of the "Ice House" in Middenheim. She was an ice seller, that is, she simply sold ice, ice cubes... In winter, she dug ice from the Black Pond and stored it in the cellar. In summer, she sold it and accepted commissions from nobles and merchants to store perishable items. This business itself was not unusual, but her true identity was not an ordinary merchant in Middenheim.

In fact, Adria is Duruchi, the sorceress of Naggarond. She should have lived cautiously and cruelly like other sorceresses, blending into that cold and dark land.

However, the trajectory of her life was completely changed by her son.

Her son has second sight.

This incident completely disrupted her originally peaceful life.

Naggaroth, the old times, Duruchi, the warlock...

Too many elements.

What does a boy with the second sight mean in Naggaroth? It means great danger, which means he may become a male sorcerer, and the society of Duruchi does not welcome male spellcasters. They are either eliminated, controlled, or... sacrificed.

In order to protect her child, Adria chose to flee. She took her son away from Naggaroth, away from the warlocks and spies who were eyeing her covetously, and finally arrived in Elsin Arwen.

In addition, it must be admitted that for those Duruchi who want to stay away from Naggaroth, Elsin Alvin is indeed a relatively safe place.

In Sessenmond, there is a place called the Steinhafen Arena. Two open-air arenas surrounded by terraced stands allow spectators to watch the fights from a relatively safe distance. This is Sessenmond's most popular form of entertainment, a legacy influenced by Norse culture, and a stage where bloodshed, glory, and cruelty are intertwined.

Before the end of time, there was a legendary player here - Mandir.

Known as the "Great Mandir".

When she stepped into the arena, spectators from all over Sethemond would flock to see her fight.

She is an elf.

She is not the strongest warrior, but she is the most entertaining performer. She can always defeat her opponents without injury by relying on wisdom and skills, showing a fighting style that is almost artistic. Her identity is a mystery, and she never talks to other people of her kind, as if she is only satisfied with pleasing the audience of Sessenmond.

But her life story could not be buried after all.

For a while, two elves wandered around Sethemund, trying to find out about Mandir. They tried to confirm whether Mandir had a special tattoo on his back. They were careful not to let Mandir know about their presence in Sethemund, and their clothing was similar to that of the Einir elf nobles.

In fact, they were from Kalond Kal and were from Duruchi. Their purpose was to bring Mandir back home, or to silence him, or for other secret plans, only they knew.

But whatever their intentions, one thing is certain - Mandir's background is by no means ordinary.

This is indeed the case. Mandir is not Ainir, nor is she Asrai. She is the heir of the noble family of Druz, and the eldest daughter of Kira...

They are the eldest children of "chicken farm owner" Kira Riel.

Without Dacus's intervention, it was only a matter of time before Kira would fall from grace. Among all the Night Lords in Druki, she was the worst. After the political struggle failed, as Kira's eldest daughter, Mandir had no choice but to run away, or stay as a slave, or be sacrificed to Kane?
But that's a story for another timeline.

The current "chicken farm owner" Kira is living well. After entering a new era, Kalond Kaer is more stable than ever under her control.

And Mandir was no longer a performer who pleased the audience in the arena, but the controller of the 11th Army stationed in Karonde Karl.

In addition to Mandir and Adria, there were many Duruchi running to Elsin Alvin.

There was a guy named B who simply ran to the mountains and became a mountain king. The most outrageous thing was that the thing that controlled Malok somehow got into his hands, and then... he woke Malok up.

and then?
Of course it was a failure!

He was not Daxus, and could not control Malok. In the end, he was scolded by the angry Malok, and his ambition and life turned to dust.

Adria, who was caught red-handed, begged Ryan to spare her and her son as if they were Einir. They had completely abandoned Naggaroth, and her son... was not a real spellcaster at all.

However, Ryan was not Malekith's spy, he was loyal to Dakwus. After Dakwus entered the rift, he went to Middenheim, not to hunt down those fleeing Duruchi male spellcasters, or anything, but to find a reliable informant.

He looked at Adria carefully, and after thinking for a while, he came to the conclusion that Adria was exactly the talent he needed! Adria's survival instinct was sharp enough to not only see through the surrounding situation, but also know how to find gaps between the power struggles to survive. So, he gave Adria an option that he could not refuse.

Adria's son could go to Tal Litanel to study and become a true spellcaster, but in exchange, she had to become a shadow hunter's outsider and collect intelligence for them.

The reason why Ryan, Genevieve and Nayadalin were able to quickly find the "lowly king" who ruled the underground world of Middenheim was thanks to the information provided by the local boss Adria.

Afterwards, Adria and Nayadalin became the two trump cards in Ryan's hand.

At the same time, Dacus's arrival and his series of strange actions made everyone focus on him. But he didn't care about it and was still immersed in his own thoughts.

"How the hell does this fit? This doesn't add up at all..." He spread out the map of Elsing Alvin, frowning and muttering to himself.

After saying that, he took out a Malus from his pocket, lit it skillfully, took a deep breath, exhaled a wisp of swirling smoke, and frowned even deeper.

The information provided by Adria was seriously inconsistent with what he knew. He did not think that he had become an old fool at the age of over 100. Even though he had been in this world for nearly a century, his memory was still clear.

All thanks to that magic comb.

While slowly combing his hair, he could always capture those fragments in the depths of his memory that seemed to have faded long ago but still existed. The comb was both a blessing and a curse, making his memory terrifyingly strong, even close to hyperamnesia.

Fortunately, he did not suffer any real side effects from it. Hyperthymesia patients often suffer from mental breakdown, severe insomnia, and uncontrollable headaches, and although he did occasionally suffer from excessive mental stress and insomnia, he knew that it was definitely not caused by the comb.

He remembered that in 2425 of the Imperial Calendar, a goblin named Gollum invaded Ulthuan and caused unprecedented disaster to the Kingdom of Yvresse. Eltharion's father and brother died in that battle, and it was at this time that Eltharion's dark transformation began.

After that, due to the destruction of the guidestone system of the Kingdom of Ivrys, the northern part of the Kingdom of Ivrys was swallowed by fog and became an ominous place.

And now...

Same recipe, same taste?
Daxus narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping the corners of the map unconsciously with his fingers.

He had too little information. The orcs' Waaagh! march route did not completely match what he knew, and the scale seemed to be even larger.

Big Waaagh!?
The reason why he cared about it was because of that name——『Gulu』.

This name is really too common. Among the goblins, names like "Gulu" are as common as "Hans" among the Imperials.

Although the time didn't match, when he heard the news, he still had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Why are you joining in the fun..." he muttered, raising his hand to take another puff of Malus. Amid the smoke, his gaze gradually became profound, and his thoughts flew to even farther places.

"My dear Dacius, what's wrong?"

Malekith walked slowly closer and stood beside Dacus. Although his tone was a little casual, his eyes were carefully observing Dacus's expression. Dacus did not say much, but he was keenly aware that something was wrong. He knew Dacus well enough, and in his impression, Dacus rarely acted like this.

Daxus was silent for a moment, smoke rising from his fingertips, his eyes resting on the spread-out map, and then he whispered something.

"Something's wrong..."

Afterwards, he shared the information provided by Adria, word by word, clearly and distinctly.

After listening, Malekith narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then sneered.

"You mean..." He glanced at Daxus, with a hint of doubt in his tone, even some kind of contemptuous mockery, "The orcs will attack Ulthuan?"

He shook his head, as if he had just told a ridiculous joke, and was about to chuckle. However, before he could laugh, he met Dacus's gaze.

The latter slowly raised his eyes, his gaze as deep as ice, revealing a hint of elusive meaning under the light of the tent. He just looked at Malekith quietly, with no mockery or threat in his eyes, only a kind of inexplicably disturbing seriousness and determination.

At that moment, Malekith's laughter was forcibly suppressed, which made the Drukis who were trying to agree in the tent feel very upset.

The air was filled with an eerie silence, as if even the sound of the dancing flames had become inaudible.

"How are you going to respond?" Malekith stared at Daxus, gave up his initial joking attitude, and his tone gradually became serious.

He knew very well that Dacus never spoke without a purpose. If Dacus said it was possible, then this matter could not be regarded as nonsense. Moreover, Dacus's ability was not comparable to that of ordinary elves. The information and speculations he had were often frighteningly accurate.

This goblin named Gollum may very well be the first orc to set foot on Ulthuan.

Elion Feiyi, who was standing at the edge of the tent, poked his head out and quietly observed Dacus, whom the Duruchis mentioned, and felt why Dacus was so respected. However, Dacus' next words made his pupils suddenly shrink.

"Eltharion is assembling his army, we can handle it!"

Eltharion? Rally an army?
Elion's breathing quickened slightly for a moment.

This means... besides him and the long-lost Beloda, someone else on the Asur side has made a choice?

Drucci's layout was deeper and wider than he had imagined.

"But I'm still a little worried." Daxus slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and continued.

After Eltharion returned to Ulthuan from Naggaroth, he did not return to Naggaroth like Bel-Ahor did, but chose to stay in Ulthuan. Unlike Bel-Ahor, there was little point in him returning to Naggaroth, to command an army? Instead, staying in Ulthuan would be more useful.

The prerequisite is to follow the third hidden script.

Having learned all the skills, he began to prepare the army of the Kingdom of Iris and adapt it.

As for what to adapt...

It must be Drucci’s army system.

He gradually adjusted Iris's army in terms of tactics, marching, organization, etc. In order not to arouse excessive vigilance from the traditionalists, he did not directly expand the army, but adopted a more covert method - training in rotation.

The armies of the Kingdom of Itain and the Kingdom of Cosqui were quietly disbanded and sent to the Kingdom of Iris for adaptive training, all for various reasons, including defending colonies.

When everything is ready...

At a certain point... although the combat effectiveness of these troops may still not be comparable to that of Druch's main force, they are still usable as reserves and supplementary forces to fill the front line.

the most important is--

The presence of Assur troops in the towns of Ulthuan would make the common people of Assur feel more at ease, as long as they were willing to live in peace and not become archers and spearmen.

In the 2400th year of the Imperial Calendar, the military strength of the Kingdom of Iris was very strong. Compared with other Asur kingdoms, it could even be said to be unique and had a profound foundation.

But the problem is that at that time, Eltharion did something big. He drew part of the army to Naggaroth, led a small force to raid Naggaroth, and successfully came back alive, becoming the first Asur general in history to accomplish this feat.

Although, he didn't get any good out of it.

Then, his empty home was stolen, and Gollum became the first orc to set foot on Ulthuan...

Ah this...

Now, the Kingdom of Yvresse is stronger. If there is a real need, although the sea barrier of Ulthuan has disappeared, these well-prepared armies will be deployed at the first time to meet any possible invaders.

At this moment, the main forces of Asur's navy were all assembled in Lothern, preparing to launch an attack on Anaheim, which resulted in a gap in the coastal defenses of the entire Ulthuan.

The most critical system of drifting islands should have been the first line of defense in the east of Ulthuan. However, due to various reasons, it did not play its due role when Gollum invaded. (The invisible big hand exerted force. In fact, this matter is outrageous. The navy is gone and the reinforcements did not come.)
"The Lizardmen's green ark should be arriving soon." Serenie walked slowly over, her eyes fell on the spread-out battle map, and she stretched out her finger to point at the key route.

"Let those monkeys see this in advance!" After hesitating for a while, the Hand of the Witch King, Chief Raging Waves... and others made a decision when they really couldn't stay any longer.

A hammer!
No one at the scene objected to Daxus's decision. After all, this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but a deployment that had long been included in the plan. It was just that his arrival this time was a little earlier than expected.

The Lizardmen's Green Ark was sent to reinforce the troops in the Southland, Athel Loren and Albion. Although Daxus only made the decision to increase the troops once, his dear Master Ma fully exerted his subjective initiative.

When conditions on the continent of Lustria allowed, he would dispatch some troops for reinforcement every once in a while. Although the number of troops dispatched each time was small, the continuous flow of troops eventually led to a qualitative change in the Lizardmen reinforcements, making them a force that could not be ignored.

However, this time is different.

This time, the Green Ark was not intended to support the Southland or Albion, but to send troops specifically towards Athel Loren!
The Lizardmen will not interfere in the elven civil war, and will not appear in Ulthuan... but, sometimes, some things can be flexible.

Under pressure, Ainir made a decision - or to be more precise, Queen Marest was forced to take sides under the pressure of the situation.

She chose to side with her uncle instead of her aunt.

When the war spreads to Ulthuan, Aiel will draw nearly 10,000 troops from the Rainfall, Frostfall and Sun regions, led by Galenstra Cloudwalker, to Ulthuan to form an alliance with Duruchi and fight side by side.

Who is Gallen Stella?

He is the ruler of the Rainstorm Zone and the father of Talos.

And Daxus's good friend Lindyalock will guard the shower area and frost area when Galenstra is away.

According to Dacus' plan, this army will land in Tar Yvresse and prepare there. After the preparation is completed, they will either be organized independently, join Talos's "Thorns" Fifth Army, or be incorporated into Eltharion's combat system, depending on the development of the war.

Another case of the father working for his son?
Of course, it may also be incorporated into Tyrandor's 15th Army.

This army group is very special in the army group sequence of the Druch Army. The special thing is that it specializes in mountain and forest warfare and is a real mountain soldier.

Compared with other armies, the 15th Army has fewer cavalry and vehicles, but it is equipped with a large number of war dogs and assault ships. At the same time, the proportion of pack horses is extremely high, and a considerable number of them are Asheril's llamas, which are used as donkeys.

Yes, a llama.

This creature lives in the mountains of Lustria and is adept at moving through rough terrain, climbing even the most treacherous mountain paths with ease. In fact, even in modern times, donkeys are still one of the world's best mountain transport tools, and llamas are even better than donkeys in certain environments.

Therefore, the strategic deployment of the Fifteenth Army usually chooses a crater close to Ulthuan, taking advantage of the mountain terrain to maneuver, block possible Asur surprise troops, or fight against the shadows of the Kingdom of Nagarythe.

Aredel Van Maris's large army was the backbone of Tyrandor's Fifteenth Army.

In addition, there are some others, such as Vasselier Malfrick and Elasil Yaojiao, the former is from the city-state relatives of Lauren Lorental Litanel, and is the son of Ms. Delinna, the garrison of the Sun Region. The latter is the Fury of the Forest, who once fought a small beastman warband in Lauren Lorental, and her strength is no less than that of Kerillian, who fought a ratman alone.

This is not what they imagined in the Colosseum, but they really tried it...

In recent years, the influence of the Ainel side in Naggaroth has continued to expand, and the local faction has sent a large number of personnel to establish contact with Duruchi.

The same was true for the Asrai, but compared to Ainir, they sent slightly more people, although it was not a huge number, only 10,000 more. After all, the overall population of Asrai was there, and being able to send 20,000 people was already the limit. And the reason why this was possible, in the final analysis, was thanks to the Lizardmen's delivery operation.

The Old Saints of Athel Loren will protect Athel Loren when the main force of the Asrai is away.

Although the combined forces sent by Ainel and Asrai were only half the size of an army, the diplomatic and political significance behind them was far more important than the sheer number of troops.

This move shows that...

Although the Lizardmen will not intervene in the Elven Civil War, and will not appear in Ulthuan to fight alongside Duruki, but...

Sometimes very flexible, very flexible.

The Green Ark, this behemoth has five Great Eastern-class battleships and their accompanying escort ships hidden in its belly, in addition, it is also loaded with corresponding equipment and supplies.

According to the established plan, when the Green Ark enters the Bretonnian waters, three of the Great Eastern-class warships will dock at Brione to pick up the troops sent by Asrai, and by the way, give a little shock to the Bretonnian masters who lack a correct understanding of the elves.

The remaining two Great Eastern-class ships and the escort ships will continue northward to Marienburg, where they will meet up with Enil's troops.

In this way, the two lines run in parallel without any delay, which not only ensures efficiency but also ensures the secrecy and safety of the operation.

Everything was fine after that and we started chatting.

At this point, everything that needs to be done has been arranged, and everything that can be done has been completed to the best of one's ability. All that remains is to wait for the opportunity to come.

Inside the tent, there was a gathering of heroes and strong men from all sides.

Serene, Anasara, Colonia, Drusara, Alatar, Hemara, Alyssa, Liv, Asanoak, Belloda, Tilya, Saraleil, Fenrir, Haglin, Violet and others were all present, in addition to a number of senior military officers and red dragons.

Though Asheril's garrison remained stationary, the Stormweaver Order and the elven spellcasters had arrived to lend their aid to the conflict.

Not only that, the Sons of Asuryan, who had been residing in Asheril, also appeared in Anaheim. After all, big things are going to happen next.

Moreover, this religious organization is no longer what it used to be - it has grown from scattered individuals to an elite force that can rival a complete legion.

Their members mainly come from the Asur who migrated from Naggaroth to Asheril. After experiencing countless pains and tortures, these people chose to embrace Asuryan and tried to find even a moment of peace in this belief. In the process, Fenryr provided them with various treatments, allowing them to recover through both physical and mental repair.

As the old saying goes, plans are plans, reality is reality.

Right now, the war situation has not entered the so-called "strategic stalemate phase", but has instead entered a subtle "idle" phase - the deployment of troops has been completed, pre-war preparations have been completed, but the real war has not yet begun.

The best way to relieve stress during your free time is to find something to do.

The construction plan of New Anaheim was much earlier than Daxus's initial estimate, and the reason why this group of spellcasters appeared in the tent was to plan the next step of the promotion plan around this plan.

It was already evening when Daxus entered the tent. The afterglow of the setting sun had already spread all over the earth. The golden light shone through the gaps in the tent, illuminating the faces of the elves and red dragons, some with solemn expressions and some chatting and laughing.

After planning and scheming, the next course of action has been finalized, and the atmosphere in the tent has gradually changed from serious to relaxed. The preparations for the banquet are ready - this banquet is specially held for Daquus's arrival.

The banquet that night was undoubtedly a lively and grand event, with elven spellcasters, red dragons, and senior generals from the Druki navy and army all present. There was constant laughter and cheers, as if Druki had already come to rule Ulthuan, instead of Druki's troops still idle in Naggaroth...

Dacus naturally became the center of the party, the focus of everyone's attention. He toasted with old friends he hadn't seen for a long time, talked about the past, and got to know Elion and discussed the future journey.

Malekith, who usually looked down upon others and watched everything at the banquet with cold eyes, moved his butt for the first time, left the throne, and walked slowly in the banquet holding an almost useless wine glass, occasionally stopping to exchange words with several important figures.

But no matter what, the focus tonight still belongs to Dacus.

After a tender night with Drusala, before daybreak, Dacus was awakened from his deep sleep by a cold voice.

It was Serene who came. Her purpose was simple. She brought him a set of armor, one made in the Star Tower on Serpent's Rest Island, and one made of sea gold.

Although Daxus already has a set of armor, he shouldn't need it anymore, but...

So, with the help of Drusala and Genevieve, he slowly put on the armor.

The entire armor is interwoven with turquoise and metallic silver, as if the waves have condensed into eternal ripples on the armor. The densely stacked armor plates are like fish scales, providing solid protection while giving it a smart aesthetic, making the entire armor look like it has a strong marine image while retaining the warrior's fortitude.

In human terms, it's fish scale armor.

The shoulder armor was particularly unique, with a majestic fish head relief carved on it. As for what kind of fish it was, Daxus couldn't tell, but it was definitely a fish! A dark green halo was faintly flowing on the metal surface, like phosphorescence in the deep sea, flickering in the dim light, as if it had the rhythm of the tides itself.

The cape perfectly complements the armor, with a blue-green gradient that creates a sense of flowing waves. The edges of the cape are slightly curled up, like surging waves, making Daquus look like he can walk on the waves at any time and become the master of the ocean.

As for the helmet, it is the most kingly part of the entire set of armor.

The fan-shaped structure on the top is like an unfolding golden feather crown, spreading upward from the back, like the sun's rays, or like a crown growing from underwater corals. The metal and gems complement each other, emitting a faint lustrous luster under the morning light, making his temperament even more mysterious and majestic.

The lines of the forehead ornament and the visor are sharp, and in the center is a crystal stone with a brilliant green wave, like the eye of a sea spirit, which seems to resonate with the tide and reflect unspeakable power. The decoration between the helmet and the shoulder armor is connected with layers of ripple carvings, making the entire upper body armor seamless and full of flowing power.

Daxus adjusted his posture and let the morning light fall on him. The light reflected from the metal and gems made him look like a king resurrected from the bottom of the sea.

"Hmm... not bad." Serene's eyes lingered on Daquus for a moment, and finally she nodded slightly and said meaningfully, "I see the shadow of my father in you."

Daxus thought that what Serene said was right. When he first saw the vision of Matheran, Matheran was wearing this armor. As for the others...

Just as Serenie was about to step out of the tent, she paused slightly, and then, without turning back, she uttered a few words.

"However, you are missing a divine weapon."

What's missing?

I have the Sea Gold Armor, the Sea Trident, and the Holy Soul Reef...

Afterwards, Dacus, who had nothing to do, wore this set of armor to attend the ceremony. The sea-gold armor reflected a deep and mysterious luster under the sunlight, as if the tide of the sea solidified into an eternal blessing on his body. As he moved, the cloak swept through the air, like the surging waves, with invisible power.

The ceremony was solemn and mysterious. The spellcasters gathered around the spiritual nodes of the island, chanting spells. As the wind of magic surged, the earth trembled and the sea churned. At first, there were only slight fluctuations, and then the land originally located in the sea slowly rose up, accompanied by the backflow of water, and the reefs were exposed, as if a sleeping giant beast awakened from the abyss.

The empty space between the two islands was gradually filled by the spellcasters. With the injection of energy, the land grew out of thin air, firmly connecting the once separated territories. Energy was like an invisible vein, reshaping the terrain around Anaheim.

The spellcasters did not draw out the energy from the spirit vein nodes all at once, but built it up bit by bit, doing it once a week. There was no rush anyway.

The main focus is on stability.

After chatting with Malekith for a while and having a meal at noon, he went to the former Anaheim garrison. He wanted to confirm some situations, such as adaptability. Anyway, he was free now, and this matter was very important. (End of this chapter)