Rise of the blood elves

435 [Angma’s Left Hand and Commander Fang’s Regret]

Angmar tried several times but failed to pick up the eggplant. He couldn't help but sigh and said in frustration:

"I once experienced the unparalleled pleasure of power. I could collapse mountains and destroy cities with just a wave of my hand. But now I am suffering from a weakness that I have never imagined. I am like a two-year-old child. It is difficult to even take care of myself."

"For Your Excellency, this is an opportunity to cultivate your mind." The round-faced monk said calmly.

In the world before I traveled, there was a saying that it would not hurt to stand and talk. Angmar looked up at the other person and shook his head helplessly.The other party cannot personally understand the pain he is facing and the huge difference between one and the other.

"Trust me, I know how it feels."

The round-faced monk seemed to have noticed Angmar's doubts. While putting the food in the steamed buns, he said in a calm tone: "Before joining the Shado-Pan, I was a guard on Panlong's Spine. .One night when it was my team's turn to be on duty at midnight, we ran into several Mantid assassins who were trying to destroy the city's defenses. All six members of the team were killed or wounded, and Captain Mo, who had been taking good care of me since I entered the army, also died. In front of my eyes. The shock, panic, and strange relief in his expression before he died are all still fresh in my memory. Finally, I was forced into a dead end and had to jump off the city wall to seek that slim chance of survival. I fell on the I landed on soft grass, but the nearly 40-meter drop still caused me to suffer fatal injuries. The ribs on my right side

Commander Fang handed the steamed bun with food to Angma and used his other hand to draw a circle on his right rib. "Of the nine ribs, eight were broken. The broken bone stubble pierced my lungs." , every time I took a breath, I could hear the sound of blood foam swirling in my trachea, and the best military doctor on the Great Wall guard at that time was helpless to do anything about my injuries."

"Here" he lifted up his clothes again, revealing the left collarbone covered with soft fur. Angmar saw that there was an obvious lack of fur there, and it was a vertical scar that ran through the collarbone.

"It's also broken. At least in key skeletal parts like the clavicle, the body structure of the Pandaren is roughly the same as the human body you know. You must know what a broken clavicle means. Under limited medical conditions, even if the bone is reattached I am very likely to become disabled in the future. Now I can’t use my entire left arm, and I can’t even hold my job.”

As he said this, to demonstrate, he picked up a plate.His hands were trembling slightly, but there was nothing strange about his expression, as if what he was saying was just another person's story.

Angmar silently put his trembling right hand in front of his eyes and looked at it, and said with a wry smile: "I am not as open-minded as Commander Fang. I feel extremely annoyed when I think that it may always be like this in the future."

"According to what you said before, if this were not the case, you would not be able to defeat your enemy, right?"

Commander Fang continued to pour wine. In contrast to his left hand, his right hand was as steady as a rock. The rice wine in the wine gourd flowed down, just enough to fill the wooden wine cup, without any spillage or missing.

Angmar thought of what the "Fallen One" said before it dissipated, and wanted to refute that it was not actually an enemy, but after thinking about it, what the other party said was correct.At the end of time, there is indeed a terrifying existence waiting for you that cannot be described in all words.

He picked up the glass and took a sip.

"And I'm not open-minded." Commander Fang said.

Angmar raised his head, and the round-faced pandaren had only calm on his face. "When my colleagues found me outside Panlong's Spine, I was already dying. My broken left leg was stuck to my back, and my broken foot bones were smashed to the ground. The impact penetrated my lower back and was only an inch away from piercing my kidneys. I have been on duty on Panlongji for ten years. I thought I had seen death long ago, but when it really came, I realized I was so helpless. At that time, the calls of my colleagues echoed in my ears, and what I was thinking about were the voices, faces, and smiles of my family, friends, and colleagues who had gone through battles with me and forged a bloody friendship. I didn’t want to just Dying like this. They told me I kept whispering for my mother."

Angmar put down his glass and continued listening.

"They took me back to the garrison camp, but all the doctors in the camp were helpless to do anything about my injuries. I would gradually die in the next few days. In the panic of being unable to move, I could really feel the pain of every piece of pain in my body. The broken bones in the body feel the collapse of body functions and the dispersion of consciousness, and finally die helpless."

"Fortunately, a group of Cloud Dragon Knights who had finished their reconnaissance mission happened to pass by the garrison camp on their way back. They took me to Qinglong Temple. The Supreme God Yulong helped me save my life. But when I woke up, I didn't I didn't thank Yulong, and even yelled at her. She shouldn't have saved me, because I knew how serious my injuries were. I would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of my life, and I would need others to take care of me for everything. Instead, I might as well simply save her. Die. But Yu'lon didn't blame me for being disrespectful. Gradually, I began to recover. The initial stage was the most difficult. My right arm recovered, but my legs still refused to work. I was irritable, upset, and self-defeating. The emotions that I had eradicated at the beginning of my journey as a monk emerged one after another and deeply troubled me. My world became darker and darker until one day, I almost accidentally strangled the healer who was applying the medicine to me. The young therapist who woke up is named Wan Hua, which is Miss Wan who has been helping you recover these days. If you pay attention, you can find that Miss Wan's head cannot be upright normally, and is slightly shifted to the left. That's me Caused. I strangled Miss Wan's cervical vertebra, causing the second bone joint to become dislocated. No one dared to correct it, because a slight mistake would lead to paraplegia. But Miss Wan never said anything, or even complained about me, and she still He tried his best to treat me. After I recovered, I followed Miss Wan and vowed to protect Miss Wan with my life, even if she died. If I say regret, I still regret it today. I regret that I gave up on myself, and even more regret that I hurt myself. Here comes my benefactor"

The round-faced monk looked directly into Angmar's eyes, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed deeply and continued:

"So I said, I am not open-minded. You think your current performance is very unbearable, but you don't know that many people facing the same predicament are more miserable than you. Some people are lucky to be cured, but some people can only lie in bed forever, being He was imprisoned in a cage that was several feet square, smelling the filth on the bedding that was soaked by his own filth after incontinence. The stench could not be washed away, and he regretted it for the rest of his life."

Looking at the round-faced monk sitting behind the low table, Angmar fell into silence.

There was a gentle breeze and a hint of humidity in the air.The sky was also a little gray, and the sun couldn't be seen. It seemed like a light rain was brewing.

Tick

A raindrop fell on Angmar's left hand holding the steamed bun with vegetables.

Tick

Tick

The raindrops fell faster and thicker, until they developed into a fine plum rain. Amidst the rain, Commander Fang, who was sitting behind the low table, just looked at Angma. After a while, he began to Put the plates in the food box very gently.Although his left hand was shaking, no food was shaken off during the process.

"The dishes are getting wet in the rain. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare another table for you."

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"No need," Angma raised his left hand, put the bun into his mouth, took a bite, chewed, and swallowed, "When will we set off for the White Tiger Temple?"

"Your Majesty Shaohao and the four Supreme Gods have been alarmed by your Excellency's incident. Originally, we needed to wait until Your Excellency fully recovered his mobility and the road was safe before riding, but yesterday Lord White Tiger Xuenu issued a decree and contacted the Cloud Serpent in the Emerald Forest. Knights. They will send a flying dragon to take you to the White Tiger Temple. Counting the time, it should arrive the day after tomorrow."

Angmar blinked.

The Cloud Serpent Knights also has a touching story about its origin.Although creatures like the Cloud Serpent have always lived with the Pandaren as "neighbors", the Pandaren have always regarded them as violent beasts that cannot be tamed.

In the year 11900 of the Black Gate calendar, in the decades after the overthrow of the Mogu tyranny, the Pandaren have been living a free life like idle clouds and wild cranes.The only combat force is the monks guarding Panlong's spine.At this time, the Zandalari tribe launched an invasion of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

Although Thor, the founding emperor of the Mogu Empire, has been dead for many years, the trolls have never forgotten the promise made by Thor that the large fertile land north of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms will forever belong to Zandalari.After the destruction of the Mogu Empire, they thought it was time to take back everything that should have been theirs.

In the face of the Zandalari army driving ferocious dinosaur beasts, the pandaren monks were retreating steadily.

Until a heroine named "Ginger" appeared.

When he was a child, Jiang adopted a young Xianglong who was separated from his companions in a heavy rain and was seriously injured.She took good care of the little Xianglong and named him "Luo". The two formed a deep bond during their common growth.Many pandaren in the Emerald Forest have seen a turquoise flying dragon carrying a panda girl, accompanied by the girl's hearty laughter, passing through the dense forest of the Emerald Forest.

The Zandalari army cornered the monks, who had to fight a last-ditch battle on the cliffs of the Jade Forest.When the building was about to collapse, Jiang and Luo appeared. They broke through the Zandalari defenses, forcing them to withdraw and save the pandaren.Since then, the pandaren have followed Jiang's lead and formed the Cloud Serpent Knights, becoming a powerful combat force that cannot be underestimated.

Seeing that there was no hope of defeating the enemy, the Zandalari trolls had a wrong idea.When Thor was alive earlier, he gave the Zandalari trolls the spells and methods to resurrect himself because he didn't trust his men.The God of Thunder with powerful power can definitely defeat these difficult Cloud Dragon Knights without any effort.

In order to stop the troll's attempt, a fierce battle broke out between the pandaren and the troll near the tomb of Thor.

Seeing that the spell of High Priest Mongaz, the leader of the Zandalari army, was about to be completed, Jiang made a fatal blow. She killed Mongaz, but also gave up her own life.The remaining troll army was quickly killed by the Cloud Serpent Knights and the monks, throwing away their armor and armor and retreating steadily.

At the expense of himself, Jiang lifted the Pandaren Empire and lifted the land from annihilation.

Decades after the war ended, the pandas living in the Emerald Forest could often hear the roar of dragons resounding through the forest. Whenever they climbed high and looked into the distance, they could always see the green figure of the flying dragon "Luo". Hovering alone over the emerald forest, as if looking for, remembering, and mourning the long-lost best friend, Jiang.

No one knows what happened to Luo.

Perhaps at the end of his life, he went to the tomb of the God of Thunder.Lying quietly on the ground, looking at the ground that had been stained red with Jiang's blood in the fierce battles in the past, with memories of the past lingering in his mind, he took his last breath.

A crisp "click" sound woke Angmar up.He looked up and saw that Commander Fang had packed the lunch box and stood up.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to live a self-sufficient and leisurely life as you wish. Time is tight. If you want to say goodbye to someone, you'd better do it as soon as possible."

Angmar nodded, "Can you take me back to Setting Sun Pass? I want to meet Lao Li."