Chapter 392 Unreadable Conditions (5300 Monthly Pass)

The piercing metal knocking sounded, and every orc hung their shoulders as if they were being pardoned, and turned back to the camp with their equipment.

On the city wall, every elf opened its mouth in disbelief, acting as a witness to this miraculous scene in astonishment.

This is withdrawn?

A majestic army of 100,000 was scared away by a flag?

What kind of flag is this?

By the light of the sun, is this the banner of the legendary Creation Titan?

On the city wall, the elves who were still ignorant of what was going on behind them were all about to explode with curiosity, and turned their questioning eyes to General Aurelia, who shot the entire battle flag 500 meters away with one blow.

Alleria ignored their gazes and just talked to herself.

"He did it."

"Yes! He did it." Veresa was the first to answer.

"Hey! There seems to be nothing that our new 'master' can't do?" Cirvanas rebelliously 'made up'.

"The only ones who agreed to be transferred servants are you and eldest sister." Lilas, who was the quietest, complained.

Alleria smiled dryly and bitterly: "Silly sister, we all ran away, but you still refuse to leave, which is harming you."

Cirvanas clamped the fourth sister's neck under his arm, and smirked: "You are so reluctant, you shouldn't have followed me and eldest sister across half of Silvermoon City on a chocobo just now. , to demonstrate to the MPs."

Lilas fell silent, tacitly acquiescing that the second sister had seen through her thoughts.

At this moment, the ones who were most shocked were the congressmen and the Sun King and his son who were mirrored live.

Return?

Why did you just retreat like this?

Although everyone could see that the troll seemed reluctant, but after all, he withdrew in the end.

Retire a thousand troops with one banner?

No! This is a one-flag retreat of a hundred thousand troops!

If it weren't for the deep knowledge that humans and orcs have been fighting for more than a year, and millions of lives were sacrificed in the war and devastating massacres, the mutual hatred would have been so strong that it could not be resolved. The elves will definitely think that the orcs and humans are singing a double reed, and they will be ruthless to the high elves.

Of course, the uneasiness and panic on the faces of those orc warriors cannot be deceived.

Now it doesn't matter whether Duke did it with fame or something else, Duke did it anyway. Even if the negotiations between Quel'Thalas and the Alliance failed in the end, at least Duke helped them win the most precious time.

Whether the high elves like it or not, the whole of Quel'Thalas is now at war. Every three days, 100 groups of qualified blade throwing vehicle crews can be trained from civilians who have never been in contact with combat; 1,000 craftsmen engaged in other jobs can be transformed into craftsmen of war machines; Produce 50 more Arcane Guardians.

The high elves were actually stunned. When they really discover their war potential, they can still last for a while.

Of course, it wouldn't last long without Duke. The most important reason is that the land fell too quickly, and nearly 50% of the citizens outside Silver Moon City were massacred or blocked by the tribe's army. When the troll's headhunting team wiped out all these resisters, the disadvantages of the small elf population would be infinitely magnified.

It is impossible for the few elves to resist the strangulation of the tribal coalition forces.

Everything is different now, the haze of war has not completely dissipated, at least everyone can see the dawn of hope, even if that dawn comes from a human named Duke.

In the main hall, the Sun King Anasterian spoke: "Your Majesty Marcus, your prestige is so great that every witness is amazed. I have to admit that although you are young, you do have the power to lead this terrible battle. The power of the race war. Let us use this as a basis for negotiation."

Like the Sun King, a magic device immediately activated under Duke's feet.

Don't get me wrong, it's not a magic trap, it's just a raised platform.

One level, two levels... a full nine levels, allowing Duke to rise to the level of the Sun King.

A rectangular table appeared between the Sun King and Duke, and the speaker of the Silvermoon Council, Morans, could only sit beside the Sun King.

And Duke asked Ilucia to sit by his side and act as a clerk.

With the posture set up, the other councilors can only observe in places several levels lower, and it seems that they don't even have the qualifications to speak. This is the Sun King's punishment for the MPs after regaining the dominance of the country.

Sitting down, Duke's first words were: "Before the negotiations officially start, I have a small personal request."

"you say."

"I have great admiration for your ranger general Alleria Windrunner and her ranger family. After the war with the orcs, I will own half of Elwynn Forest, so I need a good ranger team to help I take care of my forest, so I don't know if His Majesty can part with you?"

Small request?

I'm afraid this is your biggest goal, right?

Anastrian's cloudy eyes flashed a gleam: "Elves are free. We allow different opinions and ways of life. Just like our fellow night elves could not accept our pursuit of magic more than six thousand years ago , agreeing to our departure. We will not push too hard on those elves who wish to live a different life."

"Thank you in advance."

"But I also have a small condition."

Duke squinted his eyes, and his deep black pupils burst out with a look of "if you are too discerning, blame me for lifting the table": "Say it."

"Until the main force of the Horde is driven out of Eversong Forest, every Windrunner must continue to wear the badge of Quel'Thalas."

"Okay." Duke knew that this was the high elves' face again.

There is no princess in the Sunstrider's family, so naturally there is no marriage. Now even if it is a loss of face, it is not a big deal. But if everyone knows that they sold their own generals in exchange for reinforcements, how can Sunstrider still lead this country in the future?

Contrary to the imagination of the Sun King and the Silvermoon Council, Duke did not put forward any harsh requirements, such as territory, such as a large amount of magic literature and magic knowledge that the high elves regarded as treasures.

Instead, quite a few things or requests that the elves couldn't understand were put forward:

First of all, the Alliance of Lordaeron urgently needs mages: after ensuring the safety of Eversong Forest, Quel'Thalas must dispatch no less than 20 Morning Star mages and 5 Luminous Moon mages to participate in the battle of the orcs. The mage group directly obeys the current alliance commander and deputy commander, and will serve until the passage of the orcs to Azeroth - the portal of darkness - is closed.

The second is technology. Duke didn't ask for magic knowledge. Instead, he had to take away a lot of information about arcane construct guards, as well as tons of magic crystals. Of course, this batch of crystals is sky-high wealth for Dalaran, but it is a drop in the bucket for Quel'Thalas, who owns the Sunwell and can manufacture magic crystals in batches.

Finally, the legal intermarriage and residence rights of high elves and humans.