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Stage 2: Raiders of Kalimdor

"Kalimdor has two problems that must be solved in the next few years!"

A large map of Kalimdor was laid out in front of the Death Lords. The one who was speaking now was Rogelio. This cautious ranger slid his finger on the map. He glanced at the others and then said:

"The first is the demon army that invaded Ashenvale and Felwood. According to the reports of the Blood Maid scouts lurking there, the demons have set up a fortress at the junction of Ashenvale and Felwood. The elite demons are hiding in it.

In a place called "Shadow Fortress", that place is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Even the night elves who take advantage of the terrain will find it difficult to break through the fortress in a short time."

"In addition, on the desolate Azshara coast, it is said that there are also some demon vanguards operating, but that place is very close to the orc city, so that should be a problem that the orcs need to solve."

Rogelio took out a drawing pen, marked two red x's on the northern end of the map, and then placed his finger on the middle of the map:

"Although the demons are ferocious, according to my estimation, with the night elves' military strength in northern Kalimdor, it should not be a big problem for them to defeat these demons. However, this will inevitably occupy a large part of Kaldorei society, so

The second problem faced by the civilization of that continent is the gap in defense left after the night elf sentries in southern Kalimdor returned to defend Ashenvale."

"According to the information we have collected so far, the Dustwallow Swamp near the sea in the east, as well as the wild Thousand Needles Forest and Shining Plains in the south, will be the new land of the Human Empire. Many barbaric people live on this land.

Centaurs and some tauren tribes with weird beliefs. After the night elves return to defense, these centaurs will definitely take advantage of the situation and attack the night elves' stronghold in southern Xinjiang, Feralas, which is lush with trees and rich in resources."

"So, I personally think that this is the reason why the night elves are willing to form an alliance with the human empire. They want to ensure that after their troops withdraw from Feralas, this rich land will not be occupied by centaurs and barbaric tauren, so

The arrival of the human empire will become a pawn for the night elves to prevent the barbarian invasion."

Rogelio drew a big x in the middle of the map, raised his head, shrugged, and concluded:

"This is the second problem in Kalimdor. Can the human empire defeat the barbarians who have lived in the mainland for thousands of years? I think that if the human empire migrates there, it can even solve these barbarians who have not yet escaped from slavery.

Otherwise, the civilization that Lothar has high hopes for will really not have much meaning in its existence."

"Papa pa pa"

Saurfang and Grokush did not hesitate to applaud Rogelio's wonderful analysis. These two orcs, who have been leading the army all year round, had to admit that the silent elf in front of them had indeed changed the situation on Kalimdor.

That's very clear.

"Well, it seems you have really worked hard, Roger."

Tyrion also nodded and looked at the map in front of him. He did not express his opinion rashly, but looked at others:

"So? What do you think?"

"I think that no matter how bad the human empire is, it is much better than these barbarians who only know how to plunder and destroy. They have not even formed their own mature social system. It is said that the centaurs in Thousand Needles are more barbaric than their counterparts in Desolace.

..."

Myra, the governor of the Black Iron Region, played with the ring on his finger, and a trace of indifference flashed in his blood-red eyes:

"My opinion is that Lothar begged us to give his people some time, so we might as well be more generous and establish an initial arms trade with them in the name of free trade in the Black Iron Zone, at least not to let those who are from the living

The soldiers who survived the battlefield were fighting those centaurs with their spears, swords and shields... The lives of warriors should not be wasted like this."

"That sounds a bit scheming."

Yirel swung his tail and complained, but Myra shook his head. He had another reason that he didn't say.

"Everyone, please don't forget the other big force in Kalimdor."

The Governor of Black Iron has gained more experience in management in recent years, especially in business operations. He took the drawing pen from Rogelio and drew a circle on the desert at the southernmost tip of Kalimdor.

"Goblins, friends, the goblin business network in Azeroth is very terrifying. According to my experience in the Black Iron Zone in the past few years, even if we don't do this business, those entrenched in Tanaris will

The goblin consortiums in Steamwheedle Port and Gadgetzan will not let it go, and from the current perspective, the goblin civilization is actually the most enlightened among all the civilizations in Kalimdor when compared vertically."

Myra bared her teeth and showed a playful smile to her companions:

"They are indeed greedy, but they are smart and understand the principles of economic success. Most importantly, they also value knowledge. In the past year, the Black Iron Zone captured 136 commercial spies, four of whom

The third one is from Steamwheedle Port and Gadgetzan, and the Blacksop Military and Future Technology Research Laboratory is no longer worth mentioning. It applied to the Business Alliance for commercial sanctions against the Steamwheedle Consortium, Venture Capital Company and Bilgewater Cartel.

.”

"Because those shameless green dwarfs have begun to imitate our ax guns and the latest rapid-fire cannons in Kalimdor without paying royalties..."

"Just from the perspective of civilization, my friends, the potential of the goblin civilization is simply terrifying. We must include them in the observation system. By the way, we can start to compete with them in business. On the one hand, we can cultivate the merchants in the Black Iron Region to

Competitive interests, on the other hand, can give the scattered goblin civilization a new enemy."

Myra stretched out her left hand, clenched it into a fist, and hammered the icon of Hotsand Port:

"Just like what we did to human civilization, forcing the big goblin conglomerates to stop their stupid internal strife and reunite together... That's what I want to say!"

After Myra finished speaking, Luminas was the first to applaud. She admired her boyfriend's showy behavior very much, and the other lords had to admit that Myra's knowledge of goblin civilization was definitely the best among them.

The most profound one.

"very nice!"

Tyrion also nodded appreciatively, and then turned his gaze to Serent, who had been silent. After feeling Tyrion's gaze, Serent Firewing scratched his head in embarrassment, and then stood up.

, and as a result, the drawing pen drew a small circle in the center of Feras.

This Death Lord, who had always had a low sense of presence, became serious at this moment.

"There is an ancient city here. His name is Elrethalas. When I was still alive, my father was an officer in the Firewing Legion. I occasionally saw this ancient city in his library.

The information, now that I think about it, the trusted Sun King of Quel'Thalas, His Majesty Kael'thas, should have chosen this place to take refuge when he left Northern Xinjiang."

Serent glanced at the other lords, and his voice increased:

"This is one of several cities where the upper elves live in seclusion. If different elves are divided into different civilizations, then these upper elves who have lived in seclusion for nearly 10,000 years are undoubtedly the deepest hidden secrets in Kalimdor.

One of the civilizations, and I guess, the reason why the Sun King brought his people here is to try to find a way to cure the high elves' addiction to magic here."

"Everyone needs to know...the demonic addiction of the upper elves is much more terrifying than that of the high elves."

It can be seen from Serent Firewing's surname that this low-key guy comes from the Firewing family, a famous mage family. He definitely knows much more secrets than others think.

"Well, the Highborne... I've never heard of it."

Yrel shook his head, and the two orc lords also shook their heads. Seeing this situation, Tyrion said to Serent:

"Explain to your companions the grudges and grudges between the upper elf and other elves."

"Okay, but... let me explain in advance, this is a very long story."

Serent reached out and brushed his long hair, pointed at his ears, and explained to the hoof girl and the two orcs:

"I, Tyrion, Luminas and Myra, as well as Seven and Autumn, we all belong to high elves. The meaning of high elves does not mean that we are more noble than other elves. This word comes from

Class divisions in the Elf Empire ten thousand years ago.”

"Ten thousand years ago, the elves created an empire with highly developed magical civilization on the undivided continent. The leader was the most powerful, beautiful and noble mage Queen Azshara. During that period, the elven empire did not reject arcane magic.

Magic, and now the night elves' moon god belief can only be spread among civilians. Those elven nobles who crazily worship Queen Azshara and are proud to use magic call themselves "high elves" in an attempt to convert the "noble"

They are distinguished from the lowly common people."

Serende pointed to his iconic white skin and said:

"The characteristic of the high elves is that their skin is very white. The long-term use of magic distinguishes them physically from the purple-skinned night elves. In fact, the high elves were once a member of the high elves, but unfortunately, the upper elves

The elves' pursuit of magic led to terrible disasters, and I don't need to say more about the demonic invasion ten thousand years ago."

"In short, most of the upper elves were thrown into the deep sea together with Queen Azshara. They received terrifying power in the dark seabed and were transformed into hateful naga. After that, the high elves still fought with

The night elves live together, but the ignorant night elves began to forbid the use of all magic due to the catastrophe. Our ancestor Dath'Remar Sunstrider finally fell out with the night elves after repeatedly making suggestions to the higher-ups to no avail."

"We are exiled, but we are not sad. 6,800 years ago, when the sunwell stood in Quel'Thalas, the high elves were born."

Serent finally pointed to his pointed ears and said to the three companions in front of him:

"The biggest difference between high elves and upper elves is that our ears are shorter than those of the upper elves. This is the result of the magic of the Sunwell transforming our bodies over thousands of years."

"But the connection between the high elves and the upper elves has not been severed. In fact, the two races have been in secret contact. 7,000 years ago, when Dath'Rema Sunstrider left Kalimdor with the high elves, we still

I once invited the Highborne Elves living in seclusion in Elrethalas. Oh, by the way, they called themselves Sindra. At that time, they were already "monitored" by the night elves. It is said that the leader of Syndra, Vilins, had already

An agreement was reached with the Sunstrider, but when we left Kalimdor, the Highborne did not come as promised."

"Why?"

Yrel asked curiously:

"Have the Highborne repented?"

The Firewing Deathlord shrugged:

"No one knows, maybe they regretted it, but as far as I know, even after the high elves settled in Quel'Thalas, there was still a mysterious connection between the leaders of the two tribes, but that was a rumor, nothing

People know whether it is true or not, but now it seems that this rumor should be true, and the high elves of Elrethalas seem to have shown a positive attitude towards Kael'thas's request for help."

As he spoke, Fire Wing showed a sarcastic smile:

"But according to my understanding of the upper elves, those guys are not so kind. The older generation are all dead, whether it is Velins or Dath'Rema, they are all dead, and the sacred covenant between the two sides is still there.

How many, no one knows, maybe Kael'thas is leading his people to hell."

"How to say?"

Grokush seemed to be very interested in the story. He rubbed his palms and asked:

"Are those Syndra weird?"

"I'm also guessing, Blackhand... I can't tell you for sure, but what I want to say is... the upper elves are more immersed in magic than the high elves. Their magic addiction is more serious, and as far as I know, they

I don’t have a sacred object like the Sunwell in my hand, so I would like to ask, how did those Sindra elves survive the terrible addiction to magic in these 7,000 years?"

Fire Wing looked around, and lowered his voice as if telling a ghost story:

"They may have used some evil forbidden magic, or... they have actually been completely destroyed by magic addiction! Kael'thas Sunstrider sought medical treatment in a desperate condition. Frankly speaking, I have no feelings for Quel'Thalas.

The future of those immigrants is very pessimistic."

"So, what's your suggestion?"

Tyrion did not express support or opposition to Firewing's speculation. In his heart, he knew better than anyone else in the world the tragic experience of the Sindra elves. As Firewing said,

If Kael'thas thought he could find a way to save his people in Elre'Thalas, the young king would be extremely disappointed.

Facing Tyrion's question, Serent's expression became serious, and he said softly:

"I think we must be prepared to intervene in the affairs of the ancient city of Elre'Thalas when necessary, not just for the immigrants of Quel'Thalas. Tyrion, you should not have forgotten about the Syndra Highborne Elves.

Those legends?"

"Well...it is said that they were the ones who settled and took care of the most important magic books and sacred objects for Queen Azshara. The city is still very complete, which means that there is very precious magic knowledge there...

very good."

Tyrion understood what Serent meant, and after a moment, he nodded:

"Then, let Lord Dailin and Lord Anastarian prepare to sail and intervene in the war."

"If living people cannot protect precious knowledge, then the dead will have to do it."


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