Medivh first treated Kael'thas to a sumptuous dinner, and then invited him to watch the opera The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood. Through simple insinuations, Medivh could basically confirm that Kael'thas was a big fool.
, he didn't know that Kel'Thuzad had discovered Medivh's weakness from the secret method.
This weakness works for Medivh, and it works equally well for the Sunstrider family.
Medivh was not a kind man. He was so angry that he turned on Kael'thas and "entertained" him for a long time.
Whenever he heard Kael'thas' pitiful howl, Medivh felt particularly comfortable, and his boredom was swept away.
But he didn't know that the Elf Prince was actually quite comfortable.
After learning the news, one can imagine how depressed Medivh felt.
Killing the prince of Quel'Thalas is not a wise move. Killing Prince Arthas of Lordaeron can gain his extraordinary power. What can you gain by killing Kael'thas? Does he have the ability to look for flowers and ask for help?
Medivh decided to win over Kael'thas and make him his minion, so he asked the butler to put the poor prince down.
"Kael'thas, I can let you go, but you must agree to deal with Kel'Thuzad."
The Elf Prince was originally putting on his clothes, but when he heard that he was going to deal with Kel'Thuzad, he quickly took off his clothes.
"Kel'Thuzad, I don't think I can beat him. You might as well tie me up. Anyway, I'm quite happy. The food in Karazhan is delicious, and I don't lack anything except women."
Medivh was so angry that his knuckles holding the staff turned white. How could he meet such an out-of-touch weirdo?
"Kel'Thuzad has been seriously injured. You will meet your little human lover in Andorhal. Although your powers are restrained by him, you only need to know how to use your brain to fight. For example, you can use the power of the Knight of the Silver Hand."
"Aren't you treating me as bait?"
Kael'thas is not stupid, but his wisdom does not lie in this:
"Gianna and I really didn't have anything happen. When our relationship was finally able to develop further, I found that she had grown up and was no longer the type I liked. Humans grow so fast that people are caught off guard.
"
"So you only like little girls."
"No, I like plump mature women now. The elf prince's taste is always changing."
Kael'thas smiled broadly, showing his neat teeth.
"I'm not interested in discussing your bad tastes."
Medivh said angrily: "Kill Kel'Thuzad, and I can forget about it."
The elf prince secretly muttered in his heart, "Your taste is much heavier than mine. A female half-orc from the outside world actually encouraged her to have a child. How could she be so palatable with her rugged physique and pungent body odor?"
"I can deal with Kel'Thuzad. In order to thank you for your hospitality these days, I need to say something."
The elf prince's eyes suddenly glowed with wisdom, and the wisdom of hundreds of years of life experience finally came to light at this moment.
"Medivh, the orcs can treat King Terenas like this and the innocent humans in Lordaeron. One day, they will treat you like this too. If they get a hold of you, just like the Red Dragon Queen,
It's tragic to lay dragon eggs for orcs. The guardians are protected by Azeroth, but the orcs are outsiders."
"You don't have to worry about my affairs, Elf Prince, take care of yourself and your people."
Medivh's voice was cold, which probably touched his heartstrings, and the guardian became particularly prone to anger.
"I don't know why you did this." Kael'thas shook his head and guessed: "It must have something to do with the Burning Legion. Haha, the seemingly beautiful guardian actually has his own helplessness."
Before Medivh was about to get angry, Kael'thas, who liked to seek death, hurriedly escaped from his sight.
.......
Black Mist Fortress.
After learning that the high elves had joined the war, Baron Rivendell knew that the fortress could not be defended.
Under the superb archery skills of the Elf Rangers, the height of the city wall seemed far from enough.
Although the Baron and his legion were determined to fight to the death, he would not risk his death fearlessly. He led the team to voluntarily withdraw from the Black Mist Fortress and evacuate to Stratholme, his base.
When Stratholme was built, the trolls in the north and the high elves of Quel'Thalas were taken into consideration, and corresponding defense measures were built. This is probably the last fortress of Lordaeron.
The orcs led by Thrall immediately occupied the Black Mist Fortress.
The next day, there was a rumbling vibration on the ground, and the Warsong clan was invited to rush to the fortress.
On the empty land in front of the fortress, two teams of orcs were facing each other.
The larger party was the shelter orcs led by Thrall. Under the continuous feeding of King Terenas, they especially devoured the people of Lordaeron. The orcs in this team were mighty and majestic, with strong physiques and weapons and equipment.
Excellent.
The smaller party is the Warsong clan who insists on fighting in the wilderness. Due to year-round lack of food and clothing, the orcs of the Warsong clan are generally emaciated, their equipment is in dilapidated condition, and they have almost no decent armor.
But they have a fuller fighting will, like an arrow about to leave the string.
Grom Hellscream stood in front of the Warsong Clan's formation. This strong old orc had a thin face, and his eyes radiated a bloodthirsty red light. His thick black hair was spread down his back, and there was a black tattoo on his chin.
, wearing a collar made of white bones around his neck, and holding the fearful battle ax Blood Roar in his hand.
Witnessing the legendary orc leader, Grom Hellscream, made Thrall feel extremely oppressed.
Thinking that he had made a thorough plan, Thrall was determined. He carried the Doomhammer, put on Orgrimmar's armor, walked to the front of the battle formation, and looked at Hellscream.
"Is Orgrimmar hung on the flagpole by a little thing like you?" Hellscream raised his battle ax with one hand and asked.
.......
At the foot of a hillside not far away, there is an abandoned dwelling.
Alsace and Robbie were hiding in the attic.
"Are you crazy? Robbie, there are so many orcs, if we are discovered by them, we will be torn into pieces." Arthas said uneasily.
Robbie took out two engineering telescopes and handed one to Alsace:
"Don't forget what Baron Rivendell taught us. Your Highness, the orcs can't catch up with us at this distance, not even Grom Hellscream."
"Okay, although I know it's safe, it always makes people a little uneasy." Arthas fiddled with the telescope and aimed at the center of the two teams. He focused on Grom Hellscream.
Baron Rivendell confessed that in a one-on-one confrontation, he was definitely no match for Hellscream.
"We must understand our opponents, their personalities, their beliefs, their fighting styles, and how they respond when faced with desperate situations." Robbie lowered his voice and said seriously: "No matter who the two of them are today,
Anyone who wins the position of chief will be our mortal enemy in the future."
"It's a pity that such a great orc hero is destined to be defeated here today."
Arthas sighed.
The dead souls have told him everything. The Elf Rangers hiding on the city wall, and the Knights of the Silver Hand ambushing not far away. These are all trump cards that Thrall has prepared in advance. Grom Hellscream may not be able to win.
In addition, King Saurfang stands behind Hellscream and is still Hellscream's lieutenant. (To be continued)