Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

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The sun was scorching like fire, and in the vast desert, there were only groups of strange-looking humanoid creatures walking with difficulty.

These green-skinned people with scary faces are orcs, but their desolate clothes and expressions indicate that they are an orc clan that was expelled from the tribe.

"Chief, there are no traces of humans nearby..."

The old orc Drek'Thar, perhaps the last shaman of all orc clans, slowly walked past the clan members who were supporting each other and bowed his head to his leader among the troops behind him.

"That's good, we need some cover."

The leader in front of him, as the chief of the Frostwolf clan, Durotan Frostwolf, nodded calmly.His eyes were bloodshot and his face had dull wrinkles. These days of exile made his mind tense all the time.

"March quickly, we need to hurry..."

He couldn't help but look back. On the far opposite side, on the other side of the huge and dark portal, he seemed to see the home of his clan, his own holy land, his own spirits of earth, air, water, fire, and the spirit of nature. .

Can we never go back to our hometown?

......

Quel'Thalas

Trolls began to gather inside the Amani Tomb. A group of long-tusked soldiers gathered under the mountain. They held spears and shields, like arrows ready to go, each holding them eagerly. The look on his face, ready to ejaculate at any time.

It's just that this time their plan was destined to fail. What they didn't know was that under the urging of Kelsara, the high elves had already seen through this plan.They increased their troops on the front line to confuse the trolls, and then secretly surrounded the mountain range where Amani's tomb was located, exploring all the exits. Everything was ready, waiting for them to fall into the trap.

In the past few days, the upper elf nobles have been very excited and cautious in executing this plan. They believe that this is the best time to solve the danger of the trolls in one fell swoop, and they also believe that this plan is enough to completely destroy the trolls. .

Even His Majesty King Anastarian, who was far away in the Sunwell, seemed very happy to see this scene and sent some of his most loyal and powerful troops over.

Here is the famous Spellbreaker, a unique unit that the high elves are proud of!

High Elf Spellbreakers do not have as strong attack and defense power as other professions, but for dozens of centuries, no one has dared to underestimate them.Because they are the only soldiers in the world who are immune to magic, any spell will be useless against their shields, and may even injure the caster himself. They are the nightmare of all legal professionals! !

But the behavior of the upper-level commanders made Kael'thas very worried. A group of orcs came to the border of Quel'Thalas. Some arcane mages have discovered that their number is very small, only a few hundred.

They believed that this kind of simple-dressed, low-level and ignorant creature did not pose much of a threat, so apart from sending some ordinary soldiers to increase the defense of the border, King Anastarian did not make any major deployment changes. Instead, he devoted himself to Set your sights on the Troll War.

"Father, you can't do this!"

In the Tower of Windrunner, inside the command post, Kael'thas had just received a communication from his father, King Anastarian.

Anastarion wanted him to return to Silvermoon City, which made Kael'thas a little angry.

Therefore, he stood in front of Anastarian's memory and tried his best to resist Anastarian's arrangements!Solanlian and Liadrin, who were in the same room, stood at the back, not daring to say a word under the king's sight.

"Kael'thas, my son, then, can you tell me? What else can you do while you stay there?"

Anastarian asked, his voice as steady and calm as ever, a unique charm created by thousands of years of nobility.

However, only those closest to him would know that His Majesty King Anastarian would be more patient and tolerant than usual when facing Prince Kael'thas.

[It’s exactly what the instructor said. 】

Solanlian's downcast face smiled secretly. She sensitively felt that the hidden meaning in His Majesty the King's words was actually expectation...

He expects his children to make every right choice on their own.

"I can help move people across the border, Father."

Thinking of the extraordinary achievements of the orcs in history, Kael'thas looked directly into Anastarian's eyes and answered clearly:

"There are strange creatures gathering on our borders, and I don't think my father is doing the right thing by letting them go."

"My astrologer told me that there is malice entrenched in the south. I believe her and think that this malice is probably emanating from those strange creatures!"

Solanlian was stunned by her plausive words. During the period after Odilon's death, Kael'thas had been very cold towards her. She thought that His Highness the Prince was still angry about her actions. .

But she didn't expect that Kael'thas would openly believe in her in front of His Majesty the King, which moved her a little.

【My Astromancer...】

On the other side, Liadrin pouted unhappily.

[His Royal Highness Kael'thas is always so partial to that vixen...]

"Father, I even suspect that the trolls have contact with them."

Kael'thas continued, and his words were not unreasonable.After all, the appearance of the orcs was too coincidental, almost consistent with the actions of the trolls. When he said this, it was impossible for King Anastarian not to have thought about this matter.

"So I ask that I be allowed to help transfer the people on the border. Perhaps our defense line is extremely strong and my actions will be in vain. But I still hope to reduce every casualty as much as possible!"

Kael'thas has never had a very realistic feeling about what life is.He had never experienced grief before, so he always looked at the people here with a sense of looking at NPCs. Every time he heard the reports of the deaths of people who died on the front line, it was not a big shock to him.

However, when the soldier pushed him away in a critical moment and suffered death alone.Kael'thas held the soldier's maimed body and looked at the blood-stained grass along the way. It was so shocking in the blue field. At that time, not only his heart but also his hands trembled...

What he held in his hands was the weight of a life.

For the first time, he felt the weight of the weight.In his previous life, his parents divorced, and after his grandfather died, no one loved him anymore, so he could only live and die alone.However, there is no need for a reason in this life, there are people who protect him at all costs. How lucky is this?If he continues to play games like before, wouldn't it be a betrayal of himself who regretted his previous life? ?

In this life, as a member of the royal family of high elves, there are countless people in this world who are naturally loyal to him, so Kael'thas began to want to repay and protect these people of his.

"On the southern border of Quel'Thalas, there are five thousand permanent residents. They are sparsely distributed in various villages. Easily leaving their homes and evacuating elsewhere is something that has a great impact on them..."

After a while, Anastarian opened his soft eyes and spoke slowly. For him, it was quite simple to make a decision. He just had to speak, but what was difficult was a reason worthy of speaking like this:

"I can't use your guesses to order the evacuation, Kael'thas... So, I can agree with you, but the premise is that this matter must be done in your personal name!"

"You should understand that if you fail, you will also have to bear the public resentment and responsibility caused by this failure!"

In fact, there will be no public resentment when doing a migration. As long as the decision made by the Zhuri family will generally be understood by the high elves.So at this moment, Anastarian mainly wanted to intimidate Kael'thas and see his reaction.

"Yes! If this is the case, I am willing to bear it!"

To his delight, Kael'thas confirmed his choice categorically without even a moment's thought.

This prince, like every king, has the potential for beauty. As long as it is for the people, he will not doubt his choice.

This made Anastarian very happy, and at the same time, these words were deeply remembered by Liadrin and Solanlian.

"Okay then, my proud child, Kael'thas..."

After tidying up and covering up the joy in his heart, as a perfect monarch, King Anastarian said calmly:

"I will give you the power to do this, and all the remaining professionals in the Windrunner Tower will follow your instructions."

"May the rays of the sun shine on your future..."

"Ding......"

"You have received the task [make a migration plan]!"

Kael'thas lowered his head slightly:

“You will not be disappointed!”

The image of King Anastarian disappeared. The young prince held his sword, and while his tense cheeks relaxed, he slowly turned his body and looked at the two girls in front of him.

"Will you follow me and accept this mission?"

He asked, his blue eyes flashing with golden light, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking in his heart.

"No, I think it's my honor, Your Highness..."

"Of course, from the moment I met you, your will was my soul..."

Liadrin and Solanlian put one hand on their chests and answered politely without any pause.

"thanks..."

Feeling slightly touched in his heart, Kael'thas' expression softened, he looked at the two girls and thanked them softly.

Even the sun is never alone. Kael'thas must really try to trust some people so that he can... truly live in this world.