The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Don't worry, this is my entourage." Letissa raised her chin proudly. She noticed that Joseph frowned, and suddenly realized that such an action seemed too arrogant. So she took a deep breath, and cleared her throat with a light cough: "Your Honorable Envoy, there is a bright moon tonight, isn't it? It's a pity that if our artists can see such a beautiful scenery, they will definitely create extraordinary Excellent work. Our Governor Gail is an excellent painter who is good at depicting the body."

"I bring a letter from Stormwind." Joseph scratched the back of his head for unknown reasons: "That's it. Her Royal Highness of Gilneas hopes to have the opportunity to hold a meeting with you. You are commanding this team. The army, but near Zul'Gurub, there is also an Alliance army stationed. This operation may involve the alliance and your military coordination. It is best to go to Stormwind City and meet the Supreme King in person. Your Majesty’s generals are in talks. They have given an order to inform the local colonel commander of this action."

"Alliance army?" Letisha showed an interested look: "How many thousand do they have?"

"Uh..." Joseph smiled awkwardly: "There are not thousands of people..."

"Are there ten thousand people? Very good, I will consider their position in the offensive plan." Laettisha nodded, put her hands behind her back, holding her wand, and pacing back and forth: "The Alliance army is located on the left flank, why? Well? I plan to send 5,000 soldiers to suppress that city. If the Alliance can send 10,000 soldiers as assistance, we can attack in two ways and finally converge at the pyramid in the middle of the city."

"Five thousand heavily armed soldiers?" Joseph opened his eyes wide.

"Yes, the Sage’s Monastery is very concerned about this, so they allow me to do this." Letisha seemed to ignore Joseph’s surprise: "According to my plan, it was best to send 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers. Unfortunately, our hometown is still affected by disasters. More soldiers will enter the snowy field to look for survivors when the hoarfrost stops..." She suddenly stopped and turned to look at Joseph: "You How many reinforcements can we send?"

Joseph's mouth twitched: "Actually... this, there are only three hundred people."

The soft expression on Letisha's face disappeared in an instant.

"Well, I think this probably does not require coordination and cooperation, just let them obey my orders, and I will arrange some safe tasks for them to avoid casualties. Please forgive me, your envoy, I should go, tonight I Talk to the messenger of the tribe."

"There is another thing." Joseph said: "It is also news from Stormwind City. The reason why His Royal Highness wants you to go to Stormwind City. There is one more thing, that is, our High King is about to set off to meet with the Horde. Warchief talks. So, if you can go to Stormwind and join the High King’s mission team, then instead of meeting with the tribe’s envoy, why not meet with the tribe warchief directly?"

"Warchief?"

"Yes, it refers to the leader of the tribe, just like our High King."

Letisha touched her chin and pondered for a few seconds: "What you said makes sense. After I meet with the special envoy of the tribe, they will also go back to report to the leader. Since I can meet with their leader directly, why should I wait for the special envoy to hear from me? ?"

Joseph nodded vigorously.

"But the talks tonight..."

"I can help you inform the Horde and let them return to Orgrimmar, waiting for your arrival."

"Very well, when will you leave for Stormwind City?"

"Tomorrow morning, there will be a wizard to greet us."

The 2934th chapter Stranglethorn Vale Gunpowder Keg

The Gurubashi Arena lit up torches at night.

Many years ago, a prestigious competition was held locally, attracting adventurers from all over Azeroth to participate.

Tallylian has always responded with scorn to this barbaric activity.

Only those savage, uncivilized races will see **** duels as fun.

"Lordaeron? I remember the human kingdom of Lordaeron. Forty years ago, I used to set off from Yangfan Harbor and proceeded along the western coastline. At that time, I once saw the spire of the Scarlet Monastery, right there. To the north of Tirisfal Woodland, that is a good building."

"Scarlet Monastery? Oh, I remember, may the Holy Light bless me. I used to be taught by the priest there. I would go there every week for one or two days. I heard that the Forsaken had already occupied it..."

"It's true." Tallylian did not hesitate to break Jia Liya's suspicion: "It is said that it has been turned into ruins, there are slain bones everywhere, and there are crazy evil spirits at night."

"Oh..."

Jia Liya sighed in disappointment.

"You don't even know about this?" Talilian raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and glanced at the priest who was standing behind her. She doesn't like humans, but as long as humans can show enough humility and obedience in front of Sin'dorei, then she can barely keep smiling. Unfortunately, most humans are arrogant, short-lived ghosts.

"Me, I don't know anything about many things."

Jia Liya skimmed her head, not wanting to recall what happened.

"Isolated from the world?"

"Well... more than ten years."

"Is it only more than ten years? Sadly, after discovering that I didn't have the talent for magic, my family and I had been in a stalemate for fifteen years. In my eyes, it was only a moment of effort."

Tallylian seemed to be in a good mood, it was rare to talk so much with a human being. She proudly gave her thumbs up: "When this matter is over, they will understand that I, Tallylian, will become the first outstanding diplomat of the Bloodblade family. It's not that I can't be a waste of a magician, no Those who don’t know how to study and learn."

It was the first time Jia Liya heard that the noble Sin'dorei would feel distressed because she had no magic talent.

In her mind, aren't elves all elegant and otherworldly existences?

"I heard that there are some families among human beings. Will your family require you to become a magician? I'm not saying that sailors and crew members have a bad life, but in Quel'Thalas, only magicians can become real upper-class nobles. Becoming a member of the Silvermoon Council, those powerful mage lords can even get a territory, build their own magic towers and manors, or have a group of servants and farmers working for it. Just like Dalkhan..."

The blood elf paused, and sipped to the ground: "May the traitor's soul never be at peace. But he even relied on his magical talent to get a city as a fief."

"Is this important?"

Noting Talilian's face, Jia Liya realized that she might have asked a very stupid question.

"You humans living in the countryside may not understand. Who doesn't like to enter Silvermoon City and get a place in the Silvermoon Council?"

Tallylian covered her lips and smiled softly: "My family lives in a country like Blood Sail Port all year round. Of course, relatively speaking, I am very satisfied with Blood Sail Port. I always think it belongs to me. Home, I am familiar with all the plants and trees there, even after Alsace left, half of the people in Bloodsail Harbor turned into crazy losers, and then ate the remaining half..."

"I'm really sorry."

"Huh?"

"I said..." Jia Liya subconsciously thought of Zelin's warning this afternoon, saying less and listening more, and don't reveal unnecessary information: "I am very sorry for what happened in Yangfan Port."

"You should be sorry, your prince has killed so many people and destroyed so many cities. All the sufferings of our people over the years have all been caused by him!"

Tallylian sniffed, trying not to let herself fall into the memory: "The only pity is that I failed to witness his fall. At that time, I was still at sea and was responsible for transporting supplies to the Argent Crusade. And you guys. The Marshal, who is obviously mentally underdeveloped and has obvious defects in thinking, dare to announce the imprisonment of our prince? How dare he do this?! I have no doubt that the king who appointed that kind of stupid as the marshal back then might not be better in his brain. Where to go. What do you think? What kind of a good man can a king who can teach such a prince?"

Jia Liya closed her eyes in pain.

"He... he may be old."

Under the cold moonlight, the night wind stroked the forest canopy, and the leaves made a rattling noise.

"You humans have always been like this. The family that was still a long time ago was suddenly told that they were extinct. The scholars who were smart before became a stupid and snobby old man in the blink of an eye."

Talilian stretched out her arms helplessly. She has been walking forward, without even noticing the tears from behind Jia Liya's handkerchief wiping her eyes: "The most important thing for a Sin'dorei diplomat now is how to adjust the concept of time. Just look at the tribe. I changed three warchiefs, faster than I can change my toothbrush."

"Three terms?"

Jia Liya immediately covered her mouth, vowing in her heart that she would never talk about any unnecessary topics.

Tallylian stopped, turned her head slowly, and cast a puzzled look: "Do you live in the old forest deep in the mountains?"

Jia Liya smiled awkwardly.

"I'm almost suspicious, you're going to ask me next, why isn't the Horde Warchief Orgrim Doomhammer?"

Lordaeron's princess couldn't laugh anymore.