Chapter 2010: The elf king who bullies the soft and fears the hard
The battle in Silvermoon City is over. As expected, the Scourge has won, and the orcs have been completely annihilated.
The undead had no cheers and were cleaning the battlefield in an orderly manner. Arthas, riding on Invincible's back, seemed a little disappointed.
"I can't find Thrall. He has been missing since the beginning of the battle."
Arthas was very anxious. Frostmourne was stained with the blood of the orcs, but it did not comfort Arthas. After all, the culprit had escaped.
"Don't worry, they can't escape." Robbie said confidently: "Your Highness, do you still remember how Thrall escaped in Lordaeron?"
"sewer!"
Arthas exclaimed, elves always love to be clean, and there is a huge sewer system built underground in Silvermoon City.
"Before launching the general attack, I sent people to block the exit of the sewer. These little rats must have lost themselves in the sewer and are trembling with fear. Let us find them and use the same method as dealing with rats."
Robbie smiled.
The Scourge Legion poured water into the sewers, and not long after, voices begging for mercy were heard.
"Surrender, surrender, we are willing to surrender."
Thrall, King Saurfang, Grom on a leash, Hellscream, Eitrigg, etc., almost all the orc generals are here, coming out of the sewers with their hands raised, and throwing them away one after another.
weapons.
Thrall, who was disgraced and covered in filth, took the lead and knelt on the ground to kowtow to Alsace.
"Spare my little life. I am willing to become a slave. You see, I am a good gladiator. I can earn glory and gold coins for you. I am willing to do anything just to survive."
King Saurfang also rushed to kneel on the ground, trying to kiss Alsace's boots, but was kicked away.
"Lord Alsace, I am willing to be your most loyal dog. As long as you let me live, I will do anything."
Looking at a group of orcs kneeling on the ground begging for their lives, Arthas closed his eyes. The fire of hatred in his heart was burning, and his wish finally came true.
It was this group of cowardly orcs who massacred Lordaeron and killed his father, King Terenas.
In this way, revenge can be completed.
Arthas showed no mercy, waved his hand and said: "Kill none of them, leave no one behind."
"Do not do this!"
"We know we were wrong, please forgive me."
"We will never dare to do it again."
The huge abomination came over, raised the butcher's knife, picked up the orc like a chicken, and raised the knife with his hand.
The first person to be killed was Thrall. Seeing the orc who was so frightened and incontinent, and the frightened look on Thrall's face, Arthas sighed deeply: "I can't believe that the former Lordaeron was actually like this."
Die at the hands of such a villain."
"The heroes have all died on the battlefield. It's not surprising that those who stand high above are just a group of villains. There has never been a shortage of villains in history. They are just good at singing praises for themselves."
Robbie carefully observed Alsace's expression. The prince's expression was still very calm.
When all the orcs died, looking at the large blood stains in Silvermoon City, Arthas finally let out the turbidity in his heart and felt a sense of pleasure that he had never experienced before.
The hatred ends like this.
The orcs are finished, the Scourge has won, and the shame of Lordaeron has been wiped away.
Strangely, he suddenly felt a deep sense of loss.
"Maybe, this is not the revenge I want."
In the same city, the Elf King, protected by many guards, watched helplessly as his allies perished.
Facing the overwhelming army of the undead, the Elf King did not have the courage to resist. The number of high elves in Silvermoon City was insufficient and could not resist the powerful Scourge Legion.
"It's a pity. It's just a hair away. Silvermoon City's Void Summoning Circle has been completed. It's just waiting for Medivh to open it. If Medivh's powerful allies arrive, the undead disaster will have become history."
The Elf King had great confidence in Medivh. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was a pity. He also hated Kael'thas more and more.
"This damn traitor must have told the Scourge the parameters of the magic shield."
Now the Elf King is powerless and can only wait for the Scourge Legion to enter Silvermoon City and dismantle the void summoning circle that was finally built.
A guard reported to the Elf King that Prince Kael'thas was back.
Kael'thas entered the city alone, without even bringing any weapons. He looked at the Elven King with a smile, walked over in a swaggering manner, and bowed to greet his father.
"Sir, what are you doing here? Do you want to inherit my throne?" The Elf King looked very unhappy.
Kael'thas shook his head quietly: "I used to be very interested in the throne, but you deliberately let me leave Silvermoon City. I think there is more important family love than the throne. I choose to believe in the Scourge. This
It is a betrayal of Silvermoon City. If the Scourge Legion turns against you, I am willing to bear the price with you."
"Sir, do you know what you have done?" the Elf King reprimanded loudly:
"Yes, Medivh is a demon, but we in Silvermoon City have always been at peace with Medivh. The orcs are extremely cruel, but Medivh has no reason to help the orcs massacre Silvermoon City. Arthas is a new demon
, a young man is prone to act impulsively, and you block the fate of the people on the kindness of strange demons. This is a wrong choice and irresponsible to the people."
Being conservative and not flexible are the weaknesses of the Elf King, but he can always find sufficient reasons for himself.
"I don't know why I trust Arthas." The Elf Prince tilted his head and thought for a while: "It was probably in Dalaran. The first time I saw him, his eyes were very clear, and I knew he was a trustworthy person.
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"You, never believe the superficial disguise, especially humans, they are very fickle." The Elf King suddenly remembered something: "Oh no, Sylvanas has offended Arthas, her Elf Ranger
He has committed a series of crimes in Lordaeron and cannot give the Scourge any reason to attack Silvermoon City."
The Elf King made a prompt decision and sent a team of guards to capture Sylvanas, intending to send her to Arthas to vent his anger. Compared with the safety of Silvermoon City, it was worth sacrificing a ranger general who did not share his mind.
Soon news came that Sylvanas was missing.
"They are all a group of evildoers." The Elf King became more and more uneasy, pacing back and forth in a hurry.
Waiting for the Scourge to judge Silvermoon City is like having a sharp sword hanging over your head, and it feels very bad.
Not long after, new news came.
"Great Elf King, I am so happy that the Scourge Legion has retreated." A guard ran over. Because the surprise came too suddenly, he fell over and rolled to the front of the Elf King.
"The Scourge withdrew from Silvermoon City. They left. By the way, Alsace left a letter."
The Elf King quickly opened the letter, and there was only one sentence in the letter:
"Humans and elves will always be allies."
The Elf King breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.
"Kael'thas, do you know you are wrong?" the Elf King asked with a gloomy face.
The Elf Prince was confused. Didn’t the Scourge Legion retreat? Where did I go wrong?
"Do you know why I formed an alliance with Medivh? Because he is vicious enough, domineering enough, ruthless enough, ruthless enough, bad enough, and will not let go of anyone who is his enemy. Arthas is too much
Mercy, we cannot ally ourselves with such people."
"Aren't you bullying the weak and afraid of the strong?" Kael'thas protested loudly.
"Yes, if you want to live well in this world, you must first learn to bully the weak and fear the strong." (To be continued)