Chapter 1918: The battle for the leaders of the coalition forces
Ironforge, Throne Hall.
Lightbringer Uther, whose mechanical limbs had been repaired, adjusted his armor and stood up to prepare to give a speech.
At this moment, the throne hall was filled with people.
The dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard is personally in charge.
On the left is the representative from Stormwind City, Duke Bolvar Fordragon, and next to him is the representative of Silvermoon City, the gorgeously dressed Prince Kael'thas, who also represents Dalaran.
On the right is Mekkatorque, the dwarf master craftsman, and then Genn Greymane, King of Gilneas.
The fat body of Mrs. Ashvane, the representative of Kul Tiras, occupied the entire table, looking at everyone arrogantly.
Beside her, Blackmore's mysterious man in black robe lowered his head and seemed unwilling to speak.
Stromgarde, the old nobles of Alterac, the Wildhammer dwarves of Eagle's Nest Mountain, the Dark Iron dwarves of Blackstone Mountain, the Vilebranch trolls of the Hinterlands, the Amani trolls of Zul'Aman, and the goblins of Booty Bay.
Representatives were sent.
This was an unprecedented event, with almost all the ethnic groups in the Eastern Kingdom gathered together.
Uther's voice was loud: "Everyone, I think everyone knows what happened in Lordaeron. King Terenas became a lich, innocent orcs are being slaughtered, and you all belong to Azeroth.
People with lofty ideals, you must be extremely sad and angry in your hearts, Holy Light will not agree to treat the orcs like this."
"My heart is very calm, without any sadness or anger." Kael'thas repaired his nails and said nonchalantly: "On the contrary, I am a little excited."
Uther slammed the table angrily: "Kael'thas, the orcs are suffering, how can you bear it?"
Kael'thas laughed softly:
"I passed by the gate of Lordaeron a few days ago and found you nailed to the tower by Saurfang. I recorded it with a developing gem. Why don't you all watch it together?"
Uther's face turned red with anger: "Prince Kael'thas, these are two different things. Saurfang has become a minion of the Lich King and should not be responsible for this."
Kael'thas had a cynical expression: "Uther, if it weren't for the Lich King, you would still be hanging on the tower."
"alright."
Magni Bronzebeard interrupted the argument between the two: "The Lich King is not only a threat to the orcs, but also a threat to the entire Eastern Kingdom."
Mrs. Ashvan struggled to get out of the narrow chair, stood up and said:
"Who does the Lich King threaten? As far as I know, King Terenas became the Lich Queen and has been staying in the palace and keeping his peace."
Uther yelled stubbornly: "The Lich King is gathering strength. If left unchecked, the undead army will engulf the entire Azeroth."
Mrs. Ashfan lowered her head and smiled sarcastically: "Evidence, I hope you can provide enough evidence."
Uther was stunned for a moment: "The guidance of the Holy Light is the best evidence."
Kael'thas noticed Mrs. Ashvane's unusually plump body, became slightly absent-minded, and blurted out:
"Uther, unfortunately, I also received guidance from the Holy Light. The Holy Light suggested that I wait and see what happens."
"I am the spokesperson of the Holy Light, I represent the Holy Light." Kael'thas' sarcasm made him almost lose his mind.
Seeing that Uther was unable to control the situation, Bronzebeard could only stand up again:
"Everyone, death is the enemy of life. Three thousand years ago, the trolls used necromancy in desperate situations, which brought terrible disasters to Azeroth. It took thousands of years to eliminate the influence of the undead on the Eastern Kingdom. The same tragedy cannot
Repeat it again, before Terenas takes action, we must be on guard."
Lordaeron is located in the northern part of the Eastern Kingdom. The most threatened are the Silverpine Forest, the Kingdom of Gilneas, and the high elves occupying the shores of Lake Darrowmere.
Ironforge is some distance away from Lordaeron, and Stormwind City is simply the rear area.
Mekkatorque, the great dwarf craftsman, said in a loud voice: "I propose to establish an alliance to build a strong barrier to prevent the expansion of the Lich King."
Everyone was talking and talking.
Kael'thas sneered: "This is a good idea, but who will be the leader of the coalition?"
Uther looked around arrogantly, with an attitude of no one else.
Magni Bronzebeard smiled and said: "Of course it is the spokesperson of the Holy Light, the Lightbringer Uther. I think there is no one more suitable than him."
Kael'thas shook his head: "I disagree."
Uther suppressed his anger: "Prince Kael'thas, tell me your reasons."
Kael'thas asked absently: "Sir Uther, the Lich King is attacking with his troops, how do you deal with it?"
Uther smiled: "Since I am the leader of the coalition, of course I will lead the army to face the enemy."
Kael'thas pursed his lips and nodded, looking directly into Uther's eyes: "What should you do if the Lich King sends undead orcs?"
The smile on Uther's face disappeared and he murmured:
"The orcs are kind and kind. Although they have become undead, it is not their fault. I must give the orcs a chance. There must be a way. I will find a way to solve it."
Kael'thas cleared his throat, took a step forward and said:
"Sir Uther, undead is irreversible. In the moment you hesitated, the army has been completely killed by the undead orcs."
Uther sat back in distress and just kept saying:
"There must be a way, there must be a way. I will never take action against the orcs, even if they become undead."
Mrs. Ashvane looked Uther up and down and sneered: "A coward serving as the leader of the coalition will only lead to failure."
Faced with Uther's cowardice, Magni Bronzebeard had no choice but to give up on him, thought for a while and asked:
"Duke Fordagon, are you willing to serve as the leader of the coalition?"
Duke Bolvar Fordragon was thinking about something, and when he heard his name, he waved his hands repeatedly:
"It won't work. King Varian needs my help."
The young King Varian is not yet able to handle government affairs independently and needs the assistance of Duke Fordragon.
The position of leader of the coalition involves too much energy and cannot be filled by a king.
Uther was not suitable, Duke Fordragon declined, and Bronzebeard could not think of a suitable candidate for a while.
Prince Kael'thas said with a playful smile:
"Everyone, have you forgotten me? I am the oldest here and the most suitable to serve as the leader of the coalition."
Everyone cast distrustful glances, and Mrs. Ashvan said disdainfully:
"Your Highness, if you were the leader of the coalition forces, the military camp would be filled with powder."
King Bronzebeard simply ignored Kael'thas and said loudly: "I hope everyone can recommend a suitable candidate."
The man in black robe who had remained silent said: "Lord Blackmore is willing to serve as the leader of the coalition."
Uther immediately jumped up and said angrily: "How can this be allowed? Blackmoore killed so many orcs, I don't agree."
Compared to the forces represented here, Blackmoore's foundation is relatively shallow, and he has a history of killing orcs. Inviting the man in black robe is already giving him face.
Everyone immediately agreed with Uther and firmly disagreed.
Prince Kael'thas saw that the time was ripe and played a card he had prepared long ago:
"The leader of the coalition has already been established. Sylvanas, the ranger general of Silvermoon City, is currently stationed on the shores of Lake Darrowmere. She has more experience in leading troops and fighting than all of us here combined."
King Bronzebeard took a deep breath: "Ranger General Sylvanas is capable of fighting and can be said to be the best general in the Eastern Kingdom, but there is someone more suitable than her."