Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Not long after the conversation with Turalyon ended, Kael'thas returned to Nagrand.

But what appeared before him was the ruined demon camp and the collapsed demon portal.

"How did you do it?"

he asked Alleria with surprise.

The conversation between Kael'thas and Turalyon had not lasted more than an hour.

Even with the power of the elves, they should not be able to complete this work so quickly.

"That orc."

Alleria glanced at Garrosh with a wry smile, who was still shouting to destroy the remaining demons, and explained: "He is as terrifying as his father. He rushed into the demon group alone and disrupted their actions."

Kael'thas immediately recalled Grom.

What the orc warrior liked most was to take the lead, rushing into the enemy's encirclement alone, making concussive interruptions, and twirling and waving his weapon.

During the Orc War, Kael'thas stopped attacking in the wetlands because of Grom's characteristics.

Now it seems that Garrosh is not in vain compared to his father.

【correct. 】

Kael'thas remembered the reason Garrosh succeeded Thrall as Warchief: he gained recognition by defeating Thrall in battle.

Not only Thrall, but also the tauren chieftain were accidentally killed by Garrosh.

Although there are various factors involved, Garrosh's strength is enough to be fully proved.

[Perhaps his value is not suitable for burial. 】

Kael'thas couldn't help but have such thoughts, but immediately threw them away.

No matter how powerful the master of power is, an unstable mind is still a threat - Garosh is such a guy.

The troops who had completed their work began to retreat.

The elves and the orcs separated at the foot of the mountain, each heading to a different location.

The orcs returned to Garadar, while Kael'thas led the elven forces toward the very center of Nagrand.

In the center of the lush grassland is a basin called Harlan, named after a town within it.

Harran is a place that is repeatedly contested by the Alliance and the Horde in the game. From the terrain point of view, it is equivalent to a fortress in the basin, surrounded by water.The only entrances and exits are four suspension bridges.

Today, the city also has an owner.

Harlan is a typical draenei town. No one knows the history of its construction - but it is now in the hands of a group of Broken Ones.

Kael'thas has the powerful leader of the Broken Akama under him, so he will not be allowed to become a mere decoration.

Akama had long been sent to Harran to take over the town for the elves.

Located in the very center of Nagrand, with an elegant environment and existing buildings - no one objected to this decision.

"The portal to Draenor has been destroyed."

Alleria's delicate body swayed slightly as the chocobo ran, and she looked over with a smile on her face: "Your Highness, what's left is to attack the demon territory of Shadowmoon Valley, right?"

The female ranger smelled that the war was about to end.

But this is just an illusion...

"Don't rush to attack now. It will take us a long time to digest the existing land."

Kael'thas frowned pessimistically: "Besides, the matter of Void Storm and Blade's Edge Mountain has not been resolved either."

Before his eyes, the war in Draenor still had a long way to go.

But not necessarily.

Now, both he and others are waiting for changes. Perhaps a sudden change will be enough to end the war quickly.

Before that, let's settle down for a while.

Kael'thas's coalition now has three regions: Hellfire Peninsula, Zangarmarsh, and Nagrand, and its power can be said to be the top two in Draenor.

But they now have a fatal flaw - the three areas pass through Draenor in a straight line, but they happen to be surrounded by some forces in the middle.

If we don't spend some time stabilizing the range and opening up shipping routes, there is a risk of being cut off at any time in the event of a war.

It's going to be a long wait, but Kael'thas won't get a chance to rest - he still has a lot to do.

Harlan soon arrived.

From a distance, Kael'thas saw the phoenix flag flying over Harlan, and he looked at the flag.

【Must win! 】

Thus the oath was taken.

-

Hillsbrad Foothills.

When the light of dawn dissipated, the grass also evaporated the dew in the heat.

The sound of scattered and heavy horse hooves came from the east, and tens of thousands of Alliance soldiers walked slowly across the vast Thoradin's Wall.

Those were soldiers from Arathi and the Southern Kingdom. They marched into Hillsbrad Hills with high spirits, confidence and heroism in their eyes, holding shining weapons.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

Victoria rode the little white horse she got when she took office, following closely beside Kalia.

"Thoradin's Wall."

The human queen wearing silver armor smiled and pointed at the huge city wall towering on the border. The Ashbringer behind her shone with a brilliant and warm light.

"Do you know who built that? Victoria."

Kalia asked the little girl.

Victoria's eyes sparkled with curiosity, then she shook her head.

"Thousands of years ago, when we humans were still a small country...in order to defend against the invasion of trolls, the high elves helped us build this wall."

Kalia looked at Thoradin's Wall with soft eyes: "That is a symbol of our friendship with the high elves. They joined the alliance at that time."

[But haven’t they left now? 】

& Victoria thought in her heart, but didn’t dare to say it.

There is a very famous love story circulating in the human world, which is the story between the current human queen and the elf prince.

This story spread from nowhere, but now it has become a fairy tale that every parent tells their children.

Because of this, talking about elves in front of Kalia is a very taboo topic.

"Your Majesty, why hasn't Lord Tirion come yet?"

Victoria wisely changed the subject.

"Tirion is leading the team from behind!"

Kalia smiled softly, how could she not know what the little girl was thinking?

But other people's concerns were irrelevant to her.

Whether the elves are in the alliance or not, Kalia won't mind too much...she understood it last time.

Sooner or later, she will give up everything to catch up with Kael'thas.

That's enough, isn't it?

Until that day comes, Kalia will be her queen in peace.

"It was also the same flag that day..."

With a smile, Kalia turned around and looked at the flag consisting of the letters L and D not far behind her, representing Lordaeron.

The flag rustled quietly in the wind, and the sound was exactly the same as when I was a child.

It was under this banner that she saw Kael'thas for the first time when she was still unaware.

That was her only trip to Quel'Thalas.

[Are the golden leaves still floating in the forest there? 】

Kalia sighed inwardly, looking straight ahead, and then became colder a little bit.

Arathi has been pacified, and she also knows about the undead joining the tribe.

so what...

Kalia's motherland will be taken back by her own hands.

Has anyone experienced her heart?

She couldn't even sort out the remains of her parents.

-

Lordaeron.

This city that was once a treasure of mankind has long been dilapidated and decayed, and beneath the ruins, a new underground kingdom is being built in full swing.

Sylvanas held the Wrath of the Stars and stood on the dim street listening to the reports of her subordinates.

"Giggle...it seems like that little human girl isn't going to let you go."

Onyxia stood beside her, covering her mouth and laughing.

"..."

Sylvanas drove the intelligence officer away indifferently and turned to the Black Dragon Princess: "Don't forget, you are with me now."

She glared at Onyxia, then walked up.

"Hey, hello..."

Princess Black Dragon was stunned for a moment, then followed up in confusion: "What are you going to do? Isn't the regional integration completed?"

"Go and greet the tribe's reinforcements."

Sylvanas said without looking back.

reinforcements?

Onyxia blinked, why didn't she know this?

"Didn't you come here last time?"

But the Black Dragon Princess still remembered that a group of tribal reinforcements came last time.

"I called for another batch."

Sylvanas stopped and waited until the Black Dragon Princess came to her side before continuing.

"I was thinking about it. You're sleeping all the time, which won't be of much help to me."

"It turns out you don't even know about the new reinforcements."

Her Majesty, who controls the Forsaken, is obviously dissatisfied with Onyxia's work attitude.

She sneered: "Don't talk about the reinforcements from the tribe, maybe even Pamela is more useful than you."

"At least she can hand me my stuff."

The Black Dragon Princess was speechless for a moment.

"You are not my master."

She could only raise her eyebrows and retort: ​​"Whatever I do is my freedom."

This is what Sylvanas hates the most about her.

After snorting coldly, Sylvanas took the Black Dragon Princess away from the ruins of Lordaeron and walked towards the coast.

On the way, the Black Dragon Princess transformed into a female troll to hide her sensitive identity.

On the coast, some heavy ships have docked long ago.

The tribe's navigation skills were obviously not good enough, and there were many gaps in the port.

Sylvanas walked to the front, and then walked towards an old orc.

"Good morning, Overlord Saurfang."

She bowed before leaving.

"Good morning, Queen of the Forsaken."

The other party returned the gift.

King Saurfang, a name that shocked the Alliance.

This old orc was once Orgrim's right-hand man, a genius commander who controlled the entire tribe against the Alliance in the later period, and is now the leader of the Kalimdor Alliance under Thrall.

A true veteran, an orc who has fought against Lothar and Turalyon.

"I will take a good look at the kingdom under your rule and finally decide whether to help you."

After the ceremony, King Saurfang said unceremoniously.

Sylvanas understood his thoughts. Most people in the tribe still doubted whether the undead had truly gained independence.

"Of course, please."

She guided Saurfang toward Lordaeron.

Thousands of orc warriors holding axes followed behind them.