Valeela, who has received professional training, is really good at speaking. In just a few minutes, she clearly explained her purpose of coming and the dilemma the other party is facing.
Sarlayan also took advantage of these few minutes to obtain a lot of information through the barrage.
At this point in time, the Tauren clan as a whole is fairly united.
Although there is an unstable factor like Magatha Grimtotem, this grumpy old lady mainly targets races other than tauren, and is still good to her own family.
During this period, the tauren had little contact with foreign races, and their ancient allies, the night elves, were unwilling to send reinforcements, which aroused the hostility and resentment of Magatha.
Because of the night elf's unwillingness to save her, she believed even more deeply in the prophecies her father gave in his early years.
Foreign races cannot be trusted, they will bring destruction to the tauren.
However, after all, Magatha is not the top talker of the Tauren tribe. Warchief Cairn Bloodhoof is.
He forcefully suppressed Magatha's hostility towards Valeera and Sarlayan, and planned to first ask about the origins of these two arrogant young men.
"Quel'Thalas, high elves... I've never heard of it."
Kane scratched the mane on his head in confusion: "But judging from your racial characteristics, it should be related to the night elves, right?"
Valeela said with approval: "Yes, high elves and night elves are distant relatives. We are the descendants of the high elves who left Kalimdor and traveled east thousands of years ago."
"Oh~"
When it comes to the Highborne, Kane understands it right away.
Desolace and Feralas are right next door. In the early years before the centaurs rose, the tauren sent an exploration team to Feralas and had some contact with Syndra of Elre'Thalas.
"Okay, descendants of the Highborne."
Kane looked thoughtfully at Sarlayan behind Valeera: "Are you willing to help the tauren get rid of the centaurs?"
"With all due respect, do you really know anything about centaurs? What's the basis for making such big claims?"
"Take a step back and think about it. If your plan is really successful, what do you want to get from the tauren?"
'oh?'
Sarlayan, who had remained silent, raised his eyebrows vaguely.
According to the information provided by the barrage, he thought that Kane Bloodhoof was a typical warrior leader who relied on his strong strength to lead the way on the battlefield and inspire the courage of his people.
But through these simple inquiries, Sarlayan's understanding of his abilities has changed. This person is not a simple martial artist.
Under the strong oppression of the centaurs, the tauren could only defend this last oasis in the center of Desolation.
Although they are not yet at the end of their rope, the situation they are facing is already very difficult, and one wrong move could lead to genocide.
Kane did not dare to bet the hope of a comeback on two strangers of unknown origin, but the transformation of the flying dragon he had seen before made him feel lucky.
'Are these two people related to the Dragon Clan?'
Valeela was not surprised by Kane's doubts, and she had been prepared for it.
"Haven't you heard yet? The second Battle of Quicksand is about to begin, and the night elves and high elves allied forces are actively preparing for the war."
"We are members of the advance team of the coalition expedition to Silithus. Our mission is to find out the situation along the way before the large army is dispatched, so as to ensure that the army can reach Silithus unimpeded when it sets out."
"Battle of Quicksand?!"
The tauren have been trapped in the Desolate Land for a long time, and they know nothing about the changes in the outside world. Even the recent drastic changes in Feralas that are so close have not reached their ears.
Kane and Magatha, who serves as the chief's advisor, looked at each other, and both saw shock in the other's eyes.
Although they did not personally participate, the tauren have relatively detailed records of the war that took place thousands of years ago.
The night elves suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Quicksand. In the end, the dragon clan, who never intervened in mortal disputes, entered the war and turned the tide of the war.
'Battle of Quicksand, Dragon Clan...'
Kane and Magatha both turned their attention to the silver-haired man behind Valeera.
Valeela's words were not entirely bluff.
The core territory of the night elves is located in the north-central part of Kalimdor, while Silithus is far away at the southernmost tip of the continent. This long-distance march really requires planning the route in advance.
According to the latest information Sharlayan learned from Malfurion, the night elves are considering how to choose between the two routes.
One of the routes is to go south through Ashenvale into the Barrens, then loop overland through Thousand Needles and Feralas to reach Silithus.
The second route starts from Stonetalon Mountain and travels through Desolation and Feralas.
The first route takes a little longer and requires more energy when passing through the cliffs of Thousand Needles, but it is relatively safe along the way.
The second route follows an old classic principle.
Between two points, a straight line is the shortest.
Desolation is a difficult point in the march.
Not to mention the bulky tauren, the night elves with balanced physical fitness will also have a headache when facing centaurs that come and go like the wind.
Neither Malfurion nor Tyrande wanted to waste time, energy, and resources on the centaurs, and they preferred the first route.
But Shandris raised objections on this matter.
The night elves have taken over Elre'Thalas.
Since it is planned to build this ancient city into an important stronghold for the night elves in the southern part of the continent, the trade route between Elre'Thalas and the north needs to be considered in advance.
If you are starting from the east of Ashenvale, taking the Barrens and Thousand Needles routes is just right.
But what if the caravan sets out from the Dark Coast?
The line between Stonetalon Mountain and Desolace is naturally the best route.
Shandris hopes to take advantage of this expedition to completely open up the Desolate Land.
On the one hand, it can ensure the trade routes connecting the night elves to the north and south. On the other hand, it can also extend a helping hand to the tauren, an ancient ally, so as to continue the friendship between the two parties.
Malfurion was a little moved by Shandris's well-founded proposal, but Tyrande still insisted that the night elves should not interfere in the survival of the fittest between the tauren and centaurs. This is the rule of nature.
The two supreme leaders had different opinions, and Malfurion, who had a softer personality, did not want to start a dispute with his lover.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Archdruid will most likely respect Tyrande's choice in the end.
But Shandris didn't want to give up the tauren as a quality ally because of some bullshit survival of the fittest rules.
She privately entrusted Sharlayan and Valeela, hoping that they could get in touch with the tauren first.
If Sharlayan and Valeera can achieve certain results in Desolace and let the night elf leaders see an opportunity worth investing in, Shandris will be more confident in persuading Tyrande to change her mind.
There are very few people in this world who can change Tyrande's stubborn thoughts, and Shandris, Tyrande's adopted daughter, happens to be one of them.
"snort!"
Magatha sneered at the cake drawn by Valeela: "We have asked the night elves for help many times before, but we have failed every time. Why do you think you can persuade them to change their minds?"
Valeera shrugged mischievously: "Because there are people behind us who can directly talk to the night elves' high-level officials."
"The war is coming, and the night elves don't want to waste time on the march, so you must first let them see the value of the tauren."
"Ere'Thalas has been captured by the night elves. If they want to open up the trade route connecting the north and the south, sooner or later they will set their sights on the desolate land blocking the middle."
Magatha roared and interrupted: "It's Masanshe!"
"Okay~ Masanshe."
Valeera continued unconcernedly: "If this land can be taken at a relatively small cost, some big figures among the night elves would not mind dedicating part of their troops to help the tauren."
"The issue is……"
Valeera looked at Kane, whose face was as sinking as water, with a meaningful smile on his face.
"Is the current situation in Desolace worth the night elves' energy and investment?"
"you!"
Kane raised his hand to stop Magatha who was trying to rise up: "Don't be impulsive, stand down!"
Kane took a deep look at the eloquent Valeera: "I admit that the prospect you described made my heart move, but how do you prove that your words are true?"
"I can prove it."
Sarlayan finally came out from behind Valeela, spread out his left hand, and in the center of his palm lay an emerald green leaf full of life force.
"I had some communication with Remulos, son of Cenarius, before setting off."
"You don't believe that the night elves are always unwilling to send reinforcements. You should have some trust in the children of the forest demigod Cenarius, right?"