Under the scorching sun, the sunlight flows brightly like water and notes, wetting different charming sadness.↖

After heavy rain, it will surely be sunny.

Since the rain the day before yesterday, the weather in the past two days has been exactly the same.

There is no cloud in the sky, and the whole sky is as blue as it is, and there is no floating white cloud.

The breeze blows quietly between heaven and earth,

A woman stands in the wind.

A head of silver-white hair is comparable to the silver moonlight. From the neckline, you can see the smooth, delicate and healthy skin full of wheat color.

Her hair was shaking with the wind, and she stood there quietly, her eyes closed and motionless.

Behind them were hundreds of knights. They each held their mounts and stood there. Only the mounts kept twisting their bodies, their heads shaking back and forth, and the horse's hooves were raised and put down, and the sound was heard.

The knight's tight armor reflects his delicate body, his slender and beautiful legs, which are straight and seductive.

Their identities can be seen from their pointed ears.

High Elf!

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The sound of horse hooves came from afar, and as time passed, a dark night appeared in the distance.

Time keeps passing, and the night has become clear.

This is a high elf knight riding a mount. She is also a woman. When she arrived at the knight, she pulled the reins directly.

The horse's hooves were raised high on the mount below.

The force of the Mercedes-Benz prevents the horse from stopping it at once.

The whole horse must be completely upright. The raised horse's hooves are one person tall.

The high elf's eyes were calm. His beautiful eyes did not have any emotional fluctuations. As the horse's hooves fell, a splash of dust splashed.

Turning over and dismounting, she moved neatly. She threw away the reins in her hand, then walked to the woman with slightly closed eyes, and spoke in a deep voice.

"The general has been found. Right ahead?"

"Has anyone arrived?" The woman slowly broke away, her eyes seemingly peaceful, but filled with sharpness.

A pretty face, without sorrow or joy, but it gives people an unspeakable arrogance.

"At this time, there are already people in the camp. Due to time constraints, I did not enter the camp to see if they were there," the Knight answered with a hearty voice.

"Let's go. Let's go," the woman turned around and walked towards her mount.

On the woman, she was dressed neatly and was wearing leather armor, but she even showed her hot figure.

"Let's go,."

Although all the knights' movements were not neatly drawn, they were very straightforward.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and they quickly headed towards their destination.

Soon, about a quarter of an hour passed.

In their vision, a small camp is already vivid in sight.

It is actually not a small camp, because it is basically a complex of buildings.

This is a village, but from its dilapidated buildings and the weathered wood on it, it can be seen that there has been a while since no one has come here.

"Quellings' cottage is here," a high elf knight beside the woman, saw the building ahead and spoke and reminded her.

"Yes," the woman responded and stopped talking.

Her eyes were a little confused, but more filled with anger.

The place before her was called Quellings' Cabin, which was when they left the Yongge Forest and began to enter the Salas Trail.

After leaving the Salas Trail and heading west, we arrived at this Quellings cottage.

From the name of this place, we can tell the relationship between this place and the high elves.

This is called Quellings Cabin, and the kingdom of the High Elves is called Quelthalas.

This place was originally the territory of the high elves. Before the natural disaster of the undead broke out, the high elves built a village here, which was this Quellings hut.

This name doesn't sound very nice.

However, the population is quite large, with hundreds of fixed populations, and combined with the migrant population, there are at least a few thousand people here.

The reason for this is that this Quellings hut is located on the side of the only way to enter the Kingdom of Quelthalas.

When high elves come in and out, they often choose to take a break here and then start rushing.

However, with the outbreak of the undead, Alsace suffered a catastrophe in attacking the Kingdom of Quel'thalas. After the Quel'lings hut was captured, everyone was slaughtered.

Later, although the undead was driven away,

But this Quellings hut did not return to its previous prosperity again.

Because the people of the Kingdom of Quel'thalas have fewer opportunities to enter and exit.

To be more precise, there are fewer people coming in and out of here.

There are fewer people who are not Quel'thalas Kingdom, and the practice of Quel'thalas Kingdom is similar to that of Lordaeron's main city.

They all built a platform and then started using portals and flying mounts.

That platform was built deep in the Salas Trail, on the edge of the magic barrier. If an accident happened, it would be summarized and entered by the magic barrier at the first time, so it gradually began to replace the role of Quellings' hut.

The decline of Quellings' hut is actually related to the current situation in the Eastern Plagueland.

If the Eastern Plagueland was as prosperous as before, then even if all the people in Quellings were killed, they would still flourish.

That is because the Eastern Plagueland has a demand for the objects of the High Elves, which can naturally promote trade between the two.

However, as the Eastern Plagueland was deserted, the goods of the higher elves did not flow into the Eastern Plagueland.

The former Quellings cottage is located in the east of Stantamsom city. You can rest here and then go directly to Stantamsom.

Now that Stantome is abandoned, Quellings' cottage is even more useless.

Even the Salas Trail was rarely walked.

The woman showed a look of hatred, which was her hatred for Alsace.

It was obvious that she saw Quellings' cottage and thought of the prosperity here in the past.

High elves have always had good memory. Their life spans of thousands of years and a few years, for them, it is like a few months.

No, there is less time.
Chapter completed!