While passing through the Tree of Life in the forest, the Tauren from Thunder Bluff happened to arrive, and Galen took them to Mount Hyjal together.
For ten thousand years, Galen and his group were probably the first outsiders to set foot on the Night Elves' sacred Mount Hyjal. Ever since Illidan poured the waters of the Well of Eternity into the lake at the summit, recreating a small Well of Eternity, the defensive power here has been the strongest in all of Kalimdor. After all, the Night Elves did not want the tragedy of the ancient times to happen again. In Galen's view, banning arcane magic was like cutting off one's own arm... Druidic spells were indeed profound, but cultivation was too slow, and Druids did not specialize in the destructive power of spells like arcane mages. Advancing side by side was the key. However, this was also Galen's perspective from a God's-eye view. If he were a native Night Elf, he would probably vote in favor of the ban on magic.
"Cairne, long time no see! Ha, and Hamuul as well!" Galen greeted the familiar faces among the Tauren. At this time, Galen noticed a young Tauren beside Cairne. "This is Baine, right?"
"That's right, this is Baine, my son. Baine, come over here, this is your Uncle Galen, he even held you when you were little!"
"Hahaha, that's right, we met when we were young!" Galen looked at this strong Tauren who resembled Cairne by five parts and sighed. More than ten years had passed in a flash, and the little cubs of that year had all grown up! The three young ones of Nagrand, Thrall, Baine, and the second generation of the Silver Hand. Time flies. Unconsciously, Galen had also grown to this point. Should I consider having children? Hehe, next time I'll have an in-depth discussion with Sylvanas and Alleria.
"Cairne, the Night Elves are preparing to set up three lines of defense on Mount Hyjal. The first line will be led by our Crusade and our many allies, the second line will be the responsibility of the Night Elves themselves, and the last line will be jointly formed by our most elite guards and the Night Elf rangers." This was internal news, and also the preliminary agreement reached by both sides. Of course, Galen's side had no information gap, as the two Galens were him. Apart from a few high-level bosses who were terrifyingly powerful, the Burning Legion's greatest advantage was its endless demonic army, and if they were killed outside the Twisting Nether, they could be resurrected after a period of time. Relying on these advantages, they destroyed one vibrant world after another. As long as they could keep their Legion's teleportation portal stable, a steady stream of troops would pour into Azeroth.
Cairne looked back at the winding mountain road behind them and quickly understood the Night Elves' plan. "An obvious strategy." In fact, the plan formulated by the Night Elves was not complicated. They intended to use the first two lines of defense to consume and delay the power of the demons. Unless the demons could all fly, they simply could not bypass this winding mountain road. This was an open scheme, relying on the mountain road to block them layer by layer, which could buy the Night Elves more time, whether it was to destroy the demons' rear teleportation portal or to use positional warfare to consume the demons, it would not be a loss. And the Night Elves knew their old opponent Archimonde too well. This Burning Legion boss was a hot-tempered demon who had no patience to wait, and would inevitably abandon most of the demons. This last line of defense was all elites, and was used to kill the leaders of the Burning Legion.
At this time, Cairne, who was in his prime, did not have the old age he had when he dueled Galen in later generations. A burst of heroic spirit erupted from his body: "Ten thousand years ago, our Tauren ancestors participated in the War of the Ancients and drove the Burning Legion out of Azeroth. Now it's our turn!"
"Hahaha, Cairne, this time I hope to witness your demeanor on the battlefield. You must know that this time the Night Elves' Highlord has invited one of the allies from ten thousand years ago, the Tauren of the Highmountain tribe. Don't be outdone by them!"
"Oh? The descendants of Huln Highmountain!"
"It's not just you Tauren. Among my allies are also High Elves and Nightborne Elves. Ten thousand years ago, they also belonged to the Night Elves. This time, they are also showing that they can live brilliantly even after leaving the Night Elf group."
"This is so interesting..." Galen and Cairne spoke freely in front, and Little Baine behind them listened with longing. This was his first time stepping onto the historical stage of Azeroth. Galen only hoped that he could become a tough Tauren like his father.
Galen and his group were the first representatives of a force to arrive at the Temple of the Moon in Nordrassil. Soon, other races arrived one after another. Galen took advantage of this gap to change his identity back to Galen Wyrmbane in Fandral's mansion, while Galen, the Highlord of the Crusade, was played by Aragorn. That's right, Galen had become addicted to using the Orb of Deception to put on disguises, and he had re-copied a Galen Proudmoore disguise.
The meeting was soon convened. Galen's side had High Elves from Quel'Thalas, Nightborne and Natheras Elves from the Broken Isles, Tauren from Thunder Bluff, and Red Dragon Emissaries. On the opposite side, in addition to Tyrande, Malfurion, and Galen Wyrmbane, three giants of the Night Elves, there were also Ulan Highmountain, the Chieftain of the Highmountain Tauren, several Ursol chieftains, and Blue Dragon Emissaries. And the person responsible for hosting the meeting was the demigod Cenarius!
"Thank you all for coming from thousands of miles away to support the Night Elves! This time we have gathered everyone here because the Burning Legion that invaded Azeroth ten thousand years ago has descended again, and we need your strength to defend this world!" Cenarius glanced at the representatives present, none of whom were below the legendary rank! This lineup, apart from the insufficient number of demigods, the number of troops and high-end combat power had already surpassed that of ten thousand years ago. Cenarius noticed his little disciple, Galen'Remar, who had discovered the Burning Legion's conspiracy in advance, and had connected the major forces in advance, eventually gathering such a powerful resistance army!
Cenarius then took out a memory stone, which was provided by Thalyssra of the Nightborne. It was originally just a monitoring stone in the city, but it happened to record the entire scene of Archimonde's arrival, as well as the destruction of Suramar. "Our Alliance has come for the Burning Legion. In their army, there is a group of undead troops. They destroyed two countries in our Eastern Continent, and then they cooperated with the Burning Legion to destroy Suramar!" Regarding the matter of Arthas, the fallen prince from Lordaeron, Galen did not mention a word, directly placing the Alliance in the position of the victim. "Because we don't want our world to be destroyed, therefore, we are here!"