Queen Zandalar committed suicide, piercing her chest with her sharp fangs. It can be guessed that there was no hesitation before committing suicide.
Wo'jin had a lot of thoughts in an instant, and there were waves in his heart. The glory and dignity of the ancient trolls, the inheritance of civilization, and where the trolls would go in the future were all filled up in Wo'jin's brain.
He cried silently, a tear falling from the corner of his eye.
"I am a man destined to become the warchief. I cannot be sad or cry." Vol'jin warned himself. At this moment, he must deal with the matter at hand. If the envoy of the gods did not see Queen Zandalari, he would definitely leave.
The God Envoy is a human, and he cannot appreciate the beauty of trolls. In the eyes of humans, troll women all look the same. Wojin immediately thought of a solution, and he only needed to find a female troll to replace him.
Who can replace the unparalleled Queen of Zandalari? Other female trolls can impersonate her, but who can replace her position in Vol'jin's heart.
Vol'jin hurried to the Darkspear tribe's military camp and picked out a strong female troll.
This troll was originally an adventurer and had experience working in the Darkmoon Circus. Performance was definitely not a problem. Wojin hurriedly ordered someone to help her put on a gorgeous costume and put on heavy makeup.
Almost ready, Wo'jin calmed down his inner sadness, forced out a smile, took the fake queen's hand, and walked towards the feast prepared for the angel. Because of the delay, Thrall was a little angry, but when he saw a
Thrall also understood a little about this strange troll woman.
The performance of this troll woman was pretty good. The envoy aimed to humiliate the Zandalari Empire and did not do anything excessive. The negotiations between the two parties went very smoothly. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. The envoy said in a cadence:
"The orcs are the saviors of Azeroth. The moon goddess Elune is absolutely right. The night elves firmly believe in this. Although I don't know what will happen after the orcs cooperate with the night elves, I believe that,
This must be the will of the moon god Elune, we just have to obey the oracle."
Thrall heard the meaning of the words of the god's messenger. The moon god Elune tried his best to promote the cooperation between the night elves and the orcs. There was quite a bit of criticism within the night elves, but it didn't matter.
As long as cooperation is achieved, Thrall will have room to maneuver.
In addition to uniting the orcs, the Oracle also talked about Jaina of Theramore, gathering all forces to resist the Burning Legion. On the surface, things seemed to be moving in a good direction.
The grand banquet is coming to an end, which means that the cooperation between the night elves and the orcs is about to be reached.
At this critical moment, an orc scout ran into the banquet hall panting. Regardless of the bustling banquet, he loudly reported to Sal Hui:
"Lord Savior, something bad has happened. The Burning Legion has been defeated. Lord Archimonde is preparing to withdraw from Azeroth."
"What did you say?"
The divine envoy and Thrall stood up together, their expressions changed with shock. Thrall walked a few steps closer, picked up the orc scout, and asked ferociously: "Say it again."
The scout was so frightened that he replied uneasily:
"In Mount Hyjal, the night elves attacked the Burning Legion's camp. Thousands of ancient war trees attacked at the same time. With the cooperation of the Lord of Fire, countless molten giants emerged from the ground and destroyed the Burning Legion's camp.
, the legion suffered heavy casualties.”
"This is impossible." Thrall opened his mouth, as if he wanted to eat the scout, and shouted: "You are lying to me, the legion's camp is protected by a magic shield, how can the night elves have the ability to break the shield?
"
The scout was stunned for a long time. The information coming from the front line was limited, so he could only shake his head and say: "I don't know."
"Damn it, you incompetent waste." The furious Thrall bit off the scout's neck, threw the body aside casually, and said worriedly:
"The Legion was defeated. How is this possible? How could the Burning Legion fail? I don't believe this is true."
The envoy had calmed down at this moment, and he also felt that the legion's defeat was impossible.
Why did the Moon God promote the cooperation between the night elves and the orcs? The envoy speculated on the Moon God's thoughts without authorization, believing that the Burning Legion was huge and only a small part entered the world of Azeroth.
Even if Archimonde's army is wiped out, he will still have to face the endless invasion of legions. It is better to unite with the orcs and leave room for negotiation with the legions.
Now that the invincible Burning Legion has been defeated, cooperation with the orcs is meaningless.
A grand banquet ended unhappily, and the cooperation between the night elves and the orcs suffered another setback.
The envoy hurried back to Darnassus, and Thrall guarded Orgrimmar anxiously, waiting for new news to come.
Soon, the latest battle report from the front line came, including good news and bad news.
The good news is that the Burning Legion was not completely defeated. Although the magic shield was unexpectedly destroyed, the Legion still showed good combat qualities and retreated in an orderly manner, with Archimonde personally covering it.
The bad news is that the legion suffered heavy losses in this battle. The remaining legionnaires are only about 30,000. They need to face the millions of night elves on Mount Hyjal and countless ancient trees of war. Archimonde
Already thinking of quitting.
"The war started at noon, which is when the night elves rest."
Wojin analyzed the battle report carefully, with a baffled look on his face:
"The Burning Legion's base is protected by a magic shield. The night elves rejected magic ten thousand years ago. They should not have the ability to break the Legion shield. Let alone the night elves, even the most brilliant mage in Azeroth has no influence on the Legion."
The shield is powerless. So even Archimonde did not expect that the night elves would take the initiative to attack."
Magic shield is one of the most powerful weapons of the Burning Legion, which makes their base always safe. They don't have to worry about being attacked by sneak attacks, and the enemy can only be passively beaten.
"What's even more interesting is that this sneak attack was not planned by the leaders of the night elves. Malfurion and Tyrande were completely unaware of it. It was just a spontaneous attack by hundreds of low-level officers. It's hard to imagine anyone in Azeroth.
Being able to unite them and organize this attack, of course, the cooperation of the Flame King also played a role."
Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire, can be said to be one of the oldest creatures in the world. The Ancient Gods and Titans have defeated him successively, but they were unable to completely eliminate him.
This ancient elemental creature maintains the balance of elements in Azeroth, and its strength is unfathomable.
After hearing the latest battle report, Thrall squinted his eyes and didn't know what to say.
Not long after, intelligence came from within the night elves. Vol'jin was stunned after reading it. After a long while, he said: "I have received the exact news. Lord God Envoy rushed back to Darnassus to find out the truth and organize this event."
The first attacker was a fake Moon God envoy!"
Thrall covered his head. He didn't believe in the so-called false messengers. This already involved the internal struggle of the Moon God. Thrall felt that this matter was beyond the scope of his responsibilities, so he simply ignored it.
"The envoys of the Moon Goddess have the ability to break the magical shield of the Legion."
Thrall shrugged, with an indifferent attitude: "What does this have to do with us? Let Archimonde have a headache, and the moon god Elune. Isn't false envoys a blasphemy to the gods? I am most concerned now.
There is only one thing I care about, Vol'jin, how did Queen Zandalari die?"