38. The Emperor's quest---Learn qaz brothers for my love [7/7]
The situation in northern Xinjiang is turbulent. The plant disaster in Quel'Thalas has spread throughout the upper echelons of the empire in a short period of time. The nobles are worried about the crazy plants and the undead in the north looming in the background of the high elves' disaster.
The generals began to repeatedly debate what kind of trouble the loss of Quel'Thalas would cause to Northern Xinjiang.
But after much discussion, the generals discovered that... all this seemed to have no impact on the human empire. On the contrary, with a large number of high elves entering the empire, if they could be integrated into the empire's system, the strength of the human empire would still be
It will be further improved in a short time.
After all, even when Quel'Thalas was intact, there was an invisible barrier between the high elves and humans. Although many human caravans entered Quel'Thalas every year, most of the high elves
Elves are not enthusiastic about participating in human affairs. They seem to prefer to hide in their own land and live their own lives.
And this disaster... Although it was a terrible encounter for the high elves, from a human perspective, in fact, this disaster also forcibly dismantled the cold gap between the two races, and there were even some worries about war.
The commanders of the trend clapped their hands secretly, and the high elves moved to the Stratholme area, which meant that they had also integrated into this war, tightly tying themselves to the human empire.
Now, the magical power that the human empire lacks, those powerful but expensive magic scrolls and various supplies, will be fully replenished.
Of course, this kind of somewhat cruel-sounding comment was just a conversation in a small circle. On the surface, everyone expressed great sorrow for the disaster of the high elves.
In the next few days, the first batch of high elves civilians were placed in various settlements in Stratholme District, mostly towns equipped with research equipment, and many elves were sent directly to the Stratholme District.
Stratholme City, a large city, can see the careful thoughts of King Terenas of Lordaeron just from this move.
Obviously, the old king, who was wise enough, hoped that the high elves could use work to relieve their inner sorrow. He urgently hoped that the high elves could join the national system of Lordaeron as quickly as possible.
Regarding this arrangement, the high elven lords headed by Sun King Kael'thas did not show any dissatisfaction. In fact, even if they were dissatisfied, they would not speak out at this time. The elves have already united among themselves.
They are secretly using their own way to find a way out for the people. The current compromise is more like a transitional method, but what is certain is...the proud elves are not willing to completely depend on the human empire.
This kind of political confrontation did not affect the overall operation of the empire. The disaster in Quel'Thalas was irreversible, so the troops mobilized to Stratholme were also redivided, and most of them were filled in the Arathi front line.
, some were also assigned to enter the Eagle's Nest Mountain in the Hinterlands, because there was news that the undead community evacuated from Quel'Thalas seemed to be marching towards the Hinterlands along the coastline.
The navy of Kul Tiras has been dispatched and is heading in that direction. The idea of the senior commanders is very simple. If this undead can be eliminated at sea, that would be the best.
However, all these orders did not come from the hands of the human emperor. In fact, the current military mobilization was issued by several commanders personally appointed by the emperor, including the two remaining great knights of the Silver Hand.
Marshal Gatherys of Lordaeron and High Lord Mograine, as well as His Majesty Garin of the Kingdom of Stromgard, also have some command authority.
What about His Majesty the Emperor? Where has he gone?
The emperor's whereabouts are currently the empire's biggest secret. In the minds of the people, the emperor who is tough, brave, and loves his people like a son is staying in the royal territory to handle the empire's political affairs. Even those nobles with insufficient status only know that His Majesty the Emperor has recently
He never left the palace much.
In fact, the emperor of the Holy Arathor Empire is already on another distant continent. He did not abandon his people and fled here. Instead, he succeeded King Dailin who died at sea and continued his unfinished mission.
At this time, Lothar, wearing a suit of ceremonial armor, was standing at the entrance to Mount Hyjal, the highest peak on the Kalimdor continent. In front of his eyes, the mysterious night elves sent a very high-level envoy to greet him.
arrived, and in the forests on both sides of the road, there were many curious night elves hiding in the shadows, pointing at the human emperor who had come from afar.
This was the first time for many elves born in Kalimdor to see humans. Lothar's old beard and bald head made these simple children of the forest very curious, and the steel armor he wore and the backpack he carried on his back made them very curious.
The legendary long sword makes some Sentinel warriors a little envious... In the tradition of night elves, they rarely wear this kind of full-coverage armor unless they have to.
But beauty...or in other words, the appreciation of power spans different races. The power of a top warrior exuded from Lothar made many elven warriors awe, and he nominally controls the entire Kalimdor.
The night elves are actually a race that worships heroes.
The human emperor, who had seen a lot of great things in the world, was unusually nervous at this moment. What he had to face was a group of old monsters who had lived from 10,000 years ago to the present, and ordinary elves who met on the roadside and played with fruits.
, may be more than ten times older than the oldest human beings. For orthodox humans, the civilization and customs of this race in front of them are simply unimaginable.
More importantly, in the past week, the emperor took a battleship and sailed half a circle around the continent of Kalimdor from the southern coast. He saw with his own eyes the Night Elf Feathermoon Fortress in the south of Kalimdor.
There are hundreds of thousands of powerful elf warriors stationed there, as well as ancient war trees that can't help but marvel, as well as sturdy hippogryph knights, especially those sentry warriors who patrol on ferocious moonlit tigers and frostsaber leopards.
, all this allowed Lothar to see the power of the night elves.
There was also the Kaldorei fleet specially dispatched by General Feather Moon Ms. Shantis in the second half of the journey... Those purple battleships controlled by mysterious natural magic and skilled sailors, when they set sail on the sea, Lothar was stunned.
I can't help but think of the Kul Tiras Armada.
This race that lives in seclusion in Kalimdor has a power hidden under the surface that is far more powerful than the entire human empire... more than five times. This is a gift from 10,000 years of accumulation and the destroyed elven empire.
"They are very mysterious and low-key, but also very powerful. They walk almost silently in the forest. They are simply born killers. My people suffered a lot when they were logging in Ashen Valley."
Following the emperor was the great shaman Drektar, who came on behalf of the orcs, and the young orc Thrall, who returned safely to the orc gathering place. The great shaman could not see anything in his eyes, but he could feel the presence in front of him.
The terrifying power hidden in the holy mountain in the north of Kalimdor reminded the nature-reverent shaman of his childhood, just like when he first arrived at the Throne of the Elements and faced those elemental lords.
Feel.
Like Lothar, Elder Drek'Thar also came with a mission. The orcs landed on the east coast of Kalimdor a few years ago. With the acquiescence of the elves, they settled on the red land near the sea.
He built his own city on Lonthar and the nearby wild wilderness. The elves called that wilderness the Barrens, but in the eyes of the orcs, this land full of primitive scenery was rich enough.
But the development of orc cities, the construction of cities, the houses built by the people, etc., all require a lot of wood, but in the continent of Kalimdor, all forests are protected by elves.
Therefore, when the orcs were logging in Ashenvale, they were often obstructed by the night elves. There were frictions between the two sides from time to time. After the great shaman arrived in the orc city, he found that the friction between the orcs and the night elves had reached a very dangerous level.
To the point where there are casualties on both sides, and if this situation is allowed to continue, the orcs and elves are likely to fall into the flames of war.
With the current situation of the orcs, they are no match for the enraged elves. Warchief Orgrim is old. He tried his best to control the anger of the orc clan, but the hostility between the two races that has just begun must be stopped.
Defuse! This is Drek'Thar's mission when he came to Mount Hyjal.
Next to the old orc, the prophet Velen, who was holding the Staff of the Redeemer, also had a faint expectation in his eyes. For the prophet, he vaguely knew from the classics of Azeroth that the night elves defeated the Burning One Thousand Years ago.
According to the legendary story of the Legion, this old prophet has recently had a premonition that a familiar darkness is about to envelope the world, and he urgently needs to talk to the leaders of the night elves.
If this race that has defeated demons is willing to face demons again, then the pressure on the draenei will be much less. The human empire is currently trapped in a war with the undead. Frankly speaking, the prophet is not optimistic about the future of mankind... He
He knew very well how cunning Tyrion was, but Naru'adal, who was far away in the world of Draenor, once told him that Tyrion was currently conducting an ambush against demons, so there were many things that he could not say at this time.
"I once thought that the magical civilization of the high elves in Quel'Thalas was already one of the greatest civilizations this world could produce, but now, I am obviously wrong."
Emperor Lothar sighed. He raised his head and could vaguely see the World Tree in the valley that reached straight into the sky. Judging from its size alone, this World Tree really lived up to its name, as if it was holding up the sky.
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"The Kaldorei are more powerful than every race among us. Although we hate to admit it, we urgently need the support of the night elves at this time."
Lothar moved his fingers, and an earnest light flashed in his eyes:
"If the night elves can allocate some land to my people, then the crisis in northern Xinjiang will be greatly alleviated. As long as there is enough strategic depth, no matter it is the undead... or the coming demon as the prophet said,
, our soldiers have room to move, maybe, we can see a glimmer of hope of victory."
"But they are very proud, the emperors of mankind."
The great shaman Drek'Thar was somewhat pessimistic, and he whispered:
"It's hard to say whether these elves will lend a helping hand. After all, those wars have nothing to do with them. Judging from their state of civilization, this is not a race that is enthusiastic about war."
"Don't be so pessimistic, shaman."
Prophet Velen touched his staff on the ground, took a deep breath, and said:
"If the elves had seen the horror of demons ten thousand years ago, then I believe they would be willing to help us. No one wants this world to be occupied by demons. I think the leaders of these elves can see this."
While a few people were talking, at the entrance to Mount Hyjal, a huge black raven slowly rode the wind and landed in front of the visitors. Behind her, there was a team of temple riders riding snow-white Frostsabers.
The guards came quickly.
Under the magic of transformation, the high-level druid Hisali Black Crow walked towards the people in front of her. Miss Black Crow looked at the strange combination of humans, orcs and draenei in front of her. After a moment, she whispered:
"The High Priest of the Moon, Tyrande, the Archdruid Malfurion, and the Archdruid Fandral, our three leaders are waiting for you under Nordrassil. Distinguished guests, please come with me.
"
As she spoke, Miss Black Crow glanced at the two orcs with vigilant eyes, and she warned:
"Everyone hopes this will be a peaceful meeting and that you won't come with any ill intentions? Right? Orcs."
"certainly."
The old great shaman took a step forward with the support of Sal, his face covered with black cloth was full of a gentle smile:
"I believe that the conflict between the orcs and the elves is not irreconcilable. Instead of engaging in further war, I hope that the conflict between the two tribes can be resolved at the negotiation table. And, I am very grateful to the elves for helping my tribe when they docked.
You can give us the land to live and multiply, no matter what, we owe you a debt of gratitude."
Seeing the orc elders being polite, the originally wary Miss Black Crow also had a smile on her lips:
"Kalimdor does not belong to Kaldorei alone. We are willing to share this land given by the moon with those who need it. The actions of the orcs to help the tauren in the Desolate Land have also allowed many of my compatriots to see the power of the orcs.
Excellent character, the savage centaur clan spread throughout Kalimdor, are the enemies of both of us."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Lothar, who was walking silently, flashed a light in his eyes. Miss Black Crow's polite words undoubtedly made him see the dawn of the migration of civilians in the empire.
How to become friends with a stranger in the shortest possible time?
It's very simple...just find the common enemy for both parties.
