Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Broxhy left with the team.

But this was not because of Kael'thas, but because of the changes in the battle situation that his side raids had no impact.

Moreover, Broxxi's departure did not change King Saurfang's resistance strategy. The orcs of the tribe still bravely stood in front of the alliance.

The battle was so bad that it exceeded everyone's imagination and lasted until the afternoon of the next day. When all the soldiers felt exhausted, the tribe suddenly retreated.

They were not driven out of the Searing Gorge by the Alliance, but they took the initiative to retreat and stationed themselves in the Burning Plains.

This bizarre behavior is explained by the latest intelligence received by the Alliance - Orgrim Doomhammer is back.

The warchief of the tribe came to the Burning Plains. He ordered to give up the remaining battle on the Searing Gorge and determined to gather the team to decide the outcome on the Burning Plains.

"Whether we win or lose all our efforts depends entirely on the battle on the Burning Plains."

On this night, the commanders on all fronts of the alliance gathered their energy and held a meeting with slightly bloodshot eyes.

"We will attack in three days."

Lothar sat in the center of the campfire and announced the time.

"Why did it take so long?"

Magni asked strangely. Now that the alliance is in full swing, it stands to reason that they should attack early and directly overwhelm the tribe.

One day of rest, one day of planning, and it seems that three days are not needed.

"We have to bide our time."

Lothar looked at the dwarf leader and explained: "Orgrim is a very cautious guy. Our troops may not be enough and we need to wait for new support to arrive."

These words made Kael'thas guess a little bit.

"Wildhammer dwarves?"

he tried to ask.

"Correct."

Lothar turned her head towards him and nodded with a smile: "But it's not just them."

In fact, Lothar had anticipated the approaching decisive battle as early as the previous battle, and he had already requested support from several other kingdoms.

This is the final battle, and the teams from Lordaeron, Stromgarde, and Dalaran are all heading south.

With almost all the support these countries can mobilize, the number of Alliance soldiers that will arrive can completely overwhelm the orcs.

"We'll have soldiers far beyond the Horde. So don't rush now."

Lothar's eyes were full of confidence: "When they arrive, we can fight the orcs back to their hometown in one go."

He had to say this, because if he couldn't succeed in one go.The alliance's logistics cannot afford the consumption of such a large team.

"Everyone."

Lothar suddenly became serious and said solemnly: "I hope that if you can find the orc chief in the next war, you will kill him or capture him."

"This can greatly reduce the number of casualties in the league."

The tribe is now almost in a losing situation.But their fighting power is still there. If they can defeat Orgrim in the next battle, it will become a nightmare for the tribe.

As long as something happens to Orgrim, the tribe that barely retains morale will instantly fall apart and turn into a rabble.

Everyone else also understood this, so no one raised any objections.

Kael'thas breathed a sigh of relief instead. He had been worried that Lothar would fight Orgrim alone, but now it seems that the commander of the alliance is not so impulsive.

As long as Lothar doesn't come into contact with Orgrim, nothing will happen to him.

The meeting went on to discuss some details.Lothar let everyone rest.

The next day, almost all the soldiers were resting.

On the third day, reinforcements from the north began to arrive.

The man who arrived from the Wildhammer dwarves was Kurdran Wildhammer, not the dwarf lord Kael'thas was familiar with.Kurdran's relationship with humans is obviously much closer than that of Kael'thas, for this reason.They didn't do any unnecessary communication.

But unexpectedly, the commander sent by Stromgarde took the initiative to find Kael'thas to express his goodwill.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for helping us repair the city wall."

This commander's name is Danath Trollbane, a member of the royal family of Stromgarde, but he is not Thoras's son, but just a relatively close junior.

Kael'thas knew that this man was one of the heroes of the Alliance. He heard that he had been responsible for the defense of many places before.

"That wall contains our magic. We are just restoring it."

Kael'thas responded to Danath's thanks with a smile.

"However, to the people of Stromgarde, His Highness's behavior makes us feel flattered."

Danas bowed, and after noticing the confusion on Kael'thas' face, he explained with a smile: "Your Highness, we have not had contact with the high elves for several generations."

"Strength Castle is the country inherited from the first kingdom of mankind. Everyone has heard of the story of humans and high elves fighting the trolls together when they were young."

"This is a past that we are proud of, but after so many years, the presence of elves has gradually moved away from humans."

"Your Highness, your behavior seems to have brought this glory back to us."

Danas stared at Kael'thas with his eyes open and laughed at himself: "Perhaps His Highness also knows that Trollbane is not an orthodox royal descendant of Stromgarde. This matter has always been a thorn in our hearts."

"Our Trollbane surname comes from the gift given by the royal family of Arathor - in appreciation of our family's performance in the Troll War."

"His Royal Highness is willing to rebuild the city wall for us, which is a recognition of our tradition, which is of great significance to us and the people."

Kael'thas was silent.

If the dragon race or other long-lived races said this, he would believe it.

But the speed of human generation is too fast. After a few generations, who can remember the glory of the past?

Danas' words didn't make him feel [really] real, but no matter what.This human commander came with good intentions, and Kael'thas had no reason to reject him.

"We never wanted to stop communicating with you."

Kael'thas told lies with his eyes open, acting as if nothing had happened: "It's just that we are relatively conservative and have a big cultural difference with you humans, so we have misled you."

To a certain extent, Kael'thas' words are not wrong. Elves with arrogant personalities do not like Quel'Thalas.

"Perhaps so."

Danas laughed.He rolled his eyes and suddenly asked: "Then, Your Highness Kael'thas, if you don't mind. After the war, can you elves strengthen communication with us in Stromgarde?"

"We also have maritime transportation, and we may be able to enhance the relationship between the two countries through the transaction of goods."

Arathi and other places are under the control of Stromgarde.Nor would it be difficult for them to develop ocean shipping.

Kael'thas was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He thought about it for a long time, and it turned out that this was Danas's intention.

This should be an order from King Solas. In recent centuries, Stromgarde's power has become lower and lower in the human world. They now want to improve their status with the help of elves' relationships.

Kael'thas found it a bit funny, but this was not a bad thing for the elves. Stromgarde was a very open market.

The only worry is that the trade of goods may be just the beginning for Stromgarde, and later it may think of more ways to use elven resources.

But be careful with these.It doesn't seem to matter.

"I will propose it to my father."

So, Kael'thas temporarily agreed.

"Then thank you, Your Highness."

This answer made Danas very happy, and some of it showed on his face.

After that, they didn't talk about much.

On the third day, all the troops from the north arrived.The total number exceeds 30, filling the corner of the Searing Canyon like ants.

At noon, the alliance prepared to depart.

The cracked and dry earth, the footsteps of the soldiers advancing side by side were enough to shake the earth.

Lothar stood high up with several senior commanders, looking at the troops that looked like waves, and smiled confidently: "We have no reason to fail. Right?"

Compared with him, Uther was more worried: "Can the logistics be provided?"

There were more people in front of him than he had imagined, and the consumption in any given day was an astonishing amount. He was worried about this.

"Two weeks."

Lothar answered him: "Including the food plundered on the road, it should be enough for two weeks."

At this time, he couldn't help but be merciful. After all, this continent was originally owned by humans, and Lothar decided to plunder all the way.

In terms of logistics, what Kael'thas didn't know yet was that Quel'Thalas had also sent a batch of material assistance.

That was the decision King Anastarian made after Allelia returned home, anticipating victory in the war.

"Therefore, we cannot stop and must fight quickly."

Lothar then said solemnly: "Winning complete victory within two weeks!"

This can be an extremely stressful task.

There is still most of the area under the Burning Plains that has not been recovered, and Kael'thas and others finally realized the importance of Orgrim.

If Orgrim was alive, no matter how hard the Alliance tried, it would be impossible to regain the entire continent within two weeks.

Only by killing or controlling him can it be possible to win at a given time.

【It'll be okay...】

The alliance's eager march would bring a heavier burden to the elves, and Kael'thas looked down with some worry.

Among the countless flags, Kael'thas easily discovered the red and yellow phoenix flag - the flag of Quel'Thalas.

He saw high elves wearing bright clothes like the flags.

They followed the beautiful ranger leader and rode the chocobo along the flow of people, showing a completely different brilliance from the surroundings.

And as if aware of Kael'thas' gaze, Sylvanas, who took the lead, raised her head and forgot to come over.

'Don't worry'

A smile broke out on her face, and Kael'thas understood what she meant in an instant.