Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 11 Infighting

Lanas first came to the rangers and saluted with a smile, then turned his head and said seriously, "If the rangers hadn't guarded the frontiers of Quel'Thalas for thousands of years, you thought you could sit in your father's mage tower with peace of mind Are you studying arcane art?"

   "You... hum!"

   Xiao En, who had nothing to say, flicked the sleeve of his mage robe and strode away amidst the strange eyes of everyone.

  After he left, the disgruntled rangers finally began to complain individually.

   "Hehe, it turns out that he is a young master, no wonder he looks down on us rangers so much."

   "Are all current arcanists of this quality? Really..."

  Charlemagne, temporarily serving as Li Reza's adjutant, stepped forward to stop them.

   "Okay, don't kill everyone with a single shot, and continue with your work. Don't blame others if you don't have a place to live at night."

  When the rangers saw their superiors coming out to stop them, they all laughed and scattered.

   "Got it, Lieutenant Theron."

   "Haha, the adjutant is getting angry, run away!"

  Charlemagne looked helplessly at this group of unorganized and unprobable guys and shook his head.

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   Due to the loose nature of the high elves, the superiors and subordinates are not very serious.

  Although they will obey orders during wartime, in their spare time, the chief usually hangs out with his subordinates.

  The Theron family has served as the lieutenants of the Ranger General Windrunner for thousands of years, and these guys, who are also mostly Ranger families, are no strangers at all.

  Although Charlemagne is still young, everyone has seen his efforts to regain his sanity in the past ten years.

   Now, apart from a few veteran rangers who survived the last war, his strength is second only to the eldest daughter of the ranger general, Alleria, among the younger generation. Rookie rangers are also willing to obey his orders.

  Of course, Li Reza will not be so relieved to hand over the responsibility of the adjutant to Charlemagne, a newcomer. She also arranged for a veteran high-level ranger to serve as another adjutant.

  But out of the idea of ​​training her disciples, she greeted the other party, and if the situation is not troublesome, try to let Charlemagne handle it.

   After the rangers left, Charlemagne came to Lanas to thank him.

   "Your Excellency Lanas, thanks to your words for us to make a rescue this time, otherwise this matter really does not know how it will end."

   As for the surname Yanren, he who used to brush the Sunwell Heights all year round naturally still remembers that this is a typical royal family.

   Now that Quel'Thalas has been peaceful for a long time, the old enemy trolls are also being suppressed to death, so the long-lived elves who have nothing to do all day began to play political struggles.

  The entire senior management of Quel'Thalas is roughly divided into the Royalist Party and the Parliamentary Party. Flameblade is the Royalist Party, so that Sean whose surname is Morning Walker just now... is naturally the Parliamentary Party.

   No matter how ignorant Charlemagne is, he has heard the name of the Morning Walker member in charge of administrative work in the Silver Moon Council.

  The high elves are long-lived species, and their fertility rate is not high, and there are usually not too many people in a family.

  Due to his respected status, the mage was specially approved by the first Sun King to recruit followers, but these followers will not get the surname of the main family, so this Sean Morning Walker is probably a relatively core member of the family.

   "Where, I just hope that rangers don't have any prejudice against us mages."

   Said Lanas bowed politely and gracefully, "Then I will take my leave first, Shorel'aran."

  ‘Hey, it seems that the battle between the royalist party and the parliamentary party is becoming more and more obvious. The enemy is approaching and these people still have the mind to fight among themselves. '

  Seeing Lanas leaving, Charlemagne sighed helplessly.

   Knowing the future well, he certainly knew that even in the future when the orc wars and natural disasters invaded, the king would still be fighting secretly with the Silvermoon Council.

  Prince Kael'thas' failure to return home is a typical proof, and Dar'Khan's betrayal is not without warning.

   For a long time, the Sunstriders have been in charge of the Sunwell. Only the royal family and some royalists can enter the Isle of Quel'Danas where the Sunwell is located. This will of course make Darkan and other members of the Silvermoon Council feel dissatisfied.

  As Lanas left, the veteran adjutant arranged by Li Reza also came over and patted Charlemagne on the shoulder encouragingly.

   "Well done, I already see a bit of Chief Sigma in you."

  Charlemagne saluted hurriedly and modestly, "No, you're too much, Uncle Yawen, I still have a lot to learn."

  This sturdy male elf is named Yawen Amber Blade, and he was the most important deputy of Charlemagne's father Sigma before.

   This time he willingly accepted the order to help General Windrunner raise the son of the old chief. Now it seems that the eldest son of the Theron family, who was said to be mentally handicapped, has done quite well.

  Charlemagne sincerely respects the veteran elf ranger in front of him. Yawen has been serving as a middle-level officer in the ranger army for many years.

Yawen's talent is not outstanding. Many of the more talented rangers who were at the same time as him had already lost their lives in the troll war. In the end, this mediocre ranger was promoted to a high level in the end, surpassing many talents far superior to him.

  Yawen, who has experienced thousands of years of fighting, is extremely experienced, and Charlemagne has also learned a lot of useful knowledge from him.

  However, this elf with an obvious aging trend probably won't live too long.

  High elves usually maintain a long period of youth and maturity, and will not age rapidly until the last 100 years.

   Once there are signs of aging, it means that the elf's lifespan is nearing the end, just like the current Sun King Anasterian, he should not be far away from death.

   It is precisely because of this that the Silvermoon Council is eager to move. They want to drive out the prince because they intend to seize the right to control the Sunwell when the king is dead and Kael'thas can't quickly control the country.

   Not long after Charlemagne and the others set up their tents, Cirvanas just happened to arrive in a hurry.

   Didn't have time to greet the rangers. After asking about her mother's location, she went directly into the Temple of the Sun to report.

   In the afternoon, Li Reza came out of the temple with a few team leaders and called everyone to gather.

   "I have a general understanding of the current situation. The Amani trolls are preparing to attack the Temple of the Sun and the Farstrider camp in two ways. This means that we must also divide our troops."

   "After discussing with the team leaders, I decided to put the main force in the Temple of the Sun and fight the trolls to death, and the other small part of the troops will be responsible for defending the Farstrider camp."

   In the direction of the Temple of the Sun where the trolls are mainly attacking, Li Reza personally leads a team to sit in and wait for an opportunity to counterattack, while the Farstrider camp continues to be handed over to Sylvanas, who is mainly responsible for containment and defense.

  After Li Reza's division of troops, Charlemagne was surprised to find that he, Alvin, and Liadrin were all assigned to the Farstrider camp where Sylvanas was.

   Originally, he planned to ask his mentor in private. After all, as the main force, it is unreasonable to recruit the elite Yawen and Liadrin.

  But after seeing Li Reza's wink at him, he immediately understood the other party's plan.

  'Are you talking about everything...Master, you really value Cirvanas. '