"I will reforge the Scepter of the Shifting Sands, then reopen the Scarab Wall and eliminate the Qiraji over several years!"
"Whoa!"
Galen's words stunned all the high-ranking Night Elves. Aegwynn remained silent, while the Tauren were completely bewildered, not knowing what the Scepter of the Shifting Sands was, let alone what the Qiraji were.
"Galen, don't be reckless. If the dragons hadn't participated in the War of the Shifting Sands back then, the Qiraji might have already occupied the entirety of Kalimdor. Even though we ultimately won, we suffered heavy losses!"
Tyrande immediately spoke out to stop him.
"That's right, Galen. I believe that to defeat the Qiraji army behind the Scarab Wall, we would need at least a million soldiers. The Night Elves have just experienced the Battle of Mount Hyjal. Although we retained most of our strength, the people are unwilling to start another war!"
Malfurion also disagreed with Galen's plan.
Aegwynn knew that Galen Llane was Galen Trollbane, her boss. However, she couldn't interfere in the internal disputes of the Night Elves and could only watch quietly, waiting for the final result.
Cairne and Hamuul were both dumbfounded, completely unaware of the reason for the Night Elf's three leaders arguing.
So, Hamuul, who had joined the Cenarion Circle, quietly inquired of Fandral Staghelm nearby.
"Over a thousand years ago, in the Silithus desert in southern Kalimdor, a group of evil creatures called the Qiraji emerged from the ground. They were numerous, bloodthirsty, and ruthlessly purged all living beings."
"We Night Elves noticed this terrible threat, so I led the Druids of the Claw, and General Shandris Feathermoon commanded the Sentinel forces, confronting the ferocious Qiraji head-on in the Silithus desert. Finally, with the help of the dragons, we temporarily sealed off the Qiraji territory, waiting to eliminate this evil race when our power grew stronger in the future."
"And the Scepter of the Shifting Sands is the key to opening the seal."
Fandral summarized the War of the Shifting Sands in a few words, and the Tauren finally understood what kind of enemy they would face.
"Highlord must feel that the time to eliminate the Qiraji has come, otherwise he would not have made such a request."
Aegwynn appropriately launched a supporting attack.
"Ms. Aegwynn, when the War of the Shifting Sands occurred, your mentor was the Guardian of Tirisfal. Therefore, you have not seen the Qiraji and do not know how terrifying they are. We currently do not have enough troops to defeat them."
Tyrande retorted to Aegwynn's support without even thinking.
"Tyrande, this isn't a question of whether we want to fight this battle or not."
Galen interjected: "You need to know that the Bronze Dragonflight's seal has been in place for thousands of years. Perhaps you can send scouts to Southwind Village to investigate. Qiraji have already broken free from the Scarab Wall!"
This wasn't Galen exaggerating. The Scarab Wall blocked the Qiraji's land passage, and the turbulent currents in the sky also isolated their flight paths. But the dragons never thought that time is a butcher knife!
At least Galen knew that over the long years, the integrity of the seal had been partially destroyed, and the Qiraji's hives were blooming in all directions.
The Great Scar and Caverns of Consumption in Tanaris, the Scarab Swarm and Slithering Scar in Un'Goro Crater, and the Pools of Tears in Feralas—these three places are all Qiraji hives established by those who escaped the seal.
But fortunately, Un'Goro Crater and Feralas are both Galen's territory. The moment those Qiraji dug open tunnels, they were beaten back by a large number of Night Elf troops, not only suffering heavy losses but also having their entrances sealed.
"I will immediately send sentinels to investigate!"
Tyrande would not easily initiate a war mobilization without obtaining conclusive evidence.
Investigation…
It's not impossible.
It's just that Galen remembered that according to the timeline, the Second War of the Shifting Sands would not break out until twenty-five years after the opening of the Dark Portal.
There were still several years before the Qiraji emerged on a large scale. The Qiraji were still in a dormant stage. Sending people to investigate now would alarm the Twilight's Hammer cultists active in the desert, and it might startle the snake, and C'Thun would launch an attack ahead of schedule.
Then Galen didn't have much time to consolidate his army.
So, Galen turned to ask Malfurion's opinion: "What do you say? Malfurion?"
Faced with Galen's inquiry, Malfurion thought for a moment and chose to stand on his newlywed wife's side.
"Then, I will take a step ahead and go to Southwind Village. I hope your actions are not too slow, otherwise, after I save the world, your reinforcements will not be ready!"
Although Galen choked Tyrande speechless, he was also a little unhappy in his heart.
Unlike the situation where he could get everyone's support in the Alliance, Galen Llane had been absent from the high-level Night Elf meetings for too long. Except for Fandral and other direct descendants of Eldre'Thalas, he had almost no supporters.
"Highlord, the Scarlet Crusade is willing to provide you with assistance!"
Aegwynn was mighty.
"Highlord, Thunder Bluff is willing to send a main battle legion to join you on your expedition."
The Tauren were domineering!
"The Wardens are willing to be your vanguard!"
Maiev was awesome!
Tyrande knew that there was a gap between herself and Maiev, but she misjudged the close relationship between the Scarlet Crusade and Eldre'Thalas, and even more so, she didn't expect that the Tauren of Thunder Bluff were practically wearing the same pants as the Scarlet Crusade, even though their druids had also joined the Cenarion Circle.
At this time, the High Priestess of Elune once again realized the importance of allies.
But did she still have allies she could seek?
The ancient furbolgs, quillboar, and tauren had either been abandoned by her or won over by others. What other major force in Azeroth could become her help?
There were none!
"In that case, I will allocate the first batch of supplies south as soon as possible."
In the end, Tyrande compromised, providing support with supplies, but the army could not be moved without authorization!
"Then, see you in Silithus."
After the meeting ended and Galen and the others left, Malfurion and Tyrande were speechless.
After a long silence, Malfurion said quietly: "My dear, we should have a little more trust in Galen, after all, he is a comrade-in-arms we have been with since ancient times."
Galen had saved Galen twice from Xavius's hands, and had also saved Tyrande from Queen Azshara. It could be said that without Galen, he and Tyrande didn't know if they could have made it to today.
Although Tyrande didn't show it too clearly, Malfurion still keenly felt Tyrande's emotional fluctuations.
The Archdruid felt that his lover was a little distrustful and even harsh towards Galen.
Moreover, some of Tyrande's actions in recent years did not conform to Malfurion's code of conduct, such as privately releasing Illidan, which caused a gap between the priestesses of Elune and the Wardens.
For example, he opposed planting a new World Tree, but Tyrande planted Teldrassil while he was asleep, leading to Xavius using Teldrassil as a breakthrough, allowing the Nightmare to enter the real world from the Emerald Dream.
Facing Malfurion's gaze, Tyrande sighed: "Mal... all of this I do is for our people."
Tyrande wouldn't tell her beloved that Elune had sent down a subtle will, telling her to pay more attention to Galen's actions.
The Priestess of the Moon didn't understand the Moon Goddess's specific meaning, nor did she know where Galen would lead the night elves' future, or whether there would be a place for her in that future.
Tyrande didn't dare to gamble.
Uncertain, she could only follow her original ruling mindset, using a conservative approach to deal with the possible War of the Shifting Sands.
Besides, the situation hadn't reached the worst point yet. If it really came down to it, she could still lower her face and ask the Alliance on the Eastern Kingdoms for help.
"No matter what, my beloved, I will always stand by your side."
Malfurion approached Tyrande and kissed her.
"Let Galen handle Silithus. We need to seriously deal with the evil behind Xavius... for example, first find that traitor..."
Silithus Desert is located in the southwestern corner of Kalimdor. It is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the only passage into it is a mountain path in the northwest corner.
This path connects to Un'Goro Crater, and the southeast of the crater has another passage connecting to Tanaris Desert.
It can be said that without teleportation and flying, the only way to enter Silithus is through Tanaris.
This is simply a matter of 'dying of exhaustion while looking at the mountain'.
Galen especially remembered that when there was no Gadgetzan flight point and he needed to go to Tanaris, he had to jump into the sea from Theramore and swim along the coastline for almost half an hour to reach Gadgetzan...
A painful experience.
Of course, Galen didn't need to repeat the nightmares of his previous life. He rode a night elf hippogryph in Feralas, directly crossed the mountains, and arrived at Cenarion Hold, the only large night elf stronghold in the desert.
Silithus, Galen's feeling about it was just one word: desolate.
The sand here looks dimmer than the deserts Galen had seen, as if it had lost its luster, and the sky is shrouded in a layer of yellow haze all day long, or yellow sand, making the light dim and yellow.
Overall, the atmosphere in this area is quite depressing.
Galen was warmly received by Commander Marlise, who was stationed at Cenarion Hold, and gave Galen and his group the best rooms in the Oasis Inn.
At this time, Galen was looking out over the entire desert from the high tower of the fortress.
Lady Aegwynn stood beside Galen, watching the constant gale blowing up the sky with yellow sand, and sighed: "This climate should not be formed naturally. Ten years ago, when Gandalf and I came here to forge the Thunderaan, the Windseeker's Blessed Blade, we had a clear feeling."
"Of course, this was not formed naturally. This place is affected by the Old God C'Thun."
Galen said the shocking news in a flat tone.
"Old God!"
Aegwynn was shocked!
"Why didn't you tell Malfurion and Tyrande about such important news during the previous meeting?"
"Why should I tell them? Didn't Tyrande want to investigate and get clear results before she was willing to launch a war mobilization? Then let them investigate properly."
Galen, who had always had a smooth journey, ran into a wall on the night elf side, and it was normal to have some resentment towards Tyrande in his heart.
"What I want is that when their army is assembled, I have already solved the threat of the Ahn'Qiraj bugs."
Aegwynn was speechless...
If it followed her boss's script, it would indeed slap Tyrande in the face at that time.
Especially since it takes time to assemble the army and time to march. Tyrande and Malfurion's closest troops are in Ashenvale forest in central Kalimdor, and the distance between there and Silithus is thousands of kilometers. By the time they arrive, the day lilies will be cold.
In fact, Galen didn't care whether Tyrande sent troops or not. The Origin Heart base has been rooted in Azeroth for more than 20 years, and the base soldiers have given Galen extraordinary strength and courage.
He could do the job of soloing Ahn'Qiraj and fighting C'Thun to death himself.
But Galen wouldn't do this. What he needs now is fame!
Without bringing in the night elf army, without inviting some spectators from the dragon clan, tauren, etc., would he just bring a group of base soldiers to perform a one-man show and then promote himself saying I killed the Old God?
Galen Torek swept through Northrend, flattened the Titan city of Ulduar, and eliminated the Lich King, the enemy of the world. Based on these merits, he has firmly secured the top spot in the Alliance.
Now, because of the appearance of Eldre'Thalas, the night elves did not suffer as much damage after the Battle of Mount Hyjal as in other timelines.
Plus, without the huge threat of the Horde as their neighbor, Tyrande did not seek the Alliance's help to join the Alliance.
Azeroth has now formed a situation of two superpowers in the east and west, so he followed suit and prepared to create another night elf big brother.
"Aegwynn, go back to Crusader's Pinnacle first, I need a batch of troops!"
"Galen, how many people do you need?"
As the general manager of the Crusaders in Kalimdor, Galen gave her the authority to mobilize soldiers from all branch bases.
However, the units trained and stationed there are too low in level. Without job transfer, they are just cannon fodder after all.
"Transfer Omar and their legions back. They have been away from Azeroth for too long. It's time to return. Soon I will reopen the Dark Portal and let the Alliance guys get out of Azeroth and see the world outside."
"Draenor is just a remote small planet. It's indeed good for broadening horizons. Should Medivh be called back too?"
"No, Draenor needs him to guard it."
Draenor is Galen's first colony planet, Galen's money bag, and also a training ground for contact with the Burning Legion, which must not be messed up.
"But Kadhgar and Med'an can be called back."
Hearing Med'an's name, Aegwynn finally showed a smile on her face.
"In addition to the main battle legions of Draenor, help me organize some auxiliary troops."
The so-called 'raising soldiers for a thousand days to use them for an hour', it's time for Galen's quillboars, gnolls, and kobolds to be consumed.
Especially the kobolds...
These guys live comfortably, and when they are well-fed, they think of lust. Under Galen's protection, their numbers have nearly tenfold in more than ten years!
It's time for them to contribute to the Crusaders.