Chapter 910 Pre-War Debate (Part 1)

Duke was fortunate that Archimonde did not reach Mount Hyjal so quickly at the beginning. This bought time for the alliance tribes and the shadow elves to cooperate.

Soon, Duke stopped laughing.

Archimonde has delayed for too long. Whether it is the Naga in the sea or the chaos caused by the original Well of Eternity being broken, it is impossible for him to cause too many obstacles.

The only explanation is that there is something in the middle of the endless sea that attracts Archimonde. Especially when Vashj actually came out and attacked Kul Tiras, Duke frowned even more.

well!

The three factions of the Alliance Horde and the night elves united, and the Burning Legion did not fall far behind.

With each feeling uneasy, the three factions decided to hold a formal meeting in Astrana in Ashenvale.

Astrana is a fortress mostly surrounded by lake water. It looks more like a huge group of villas in the middle of the lake. The natural and soft style of the night elves is fully displayed throughout the fortress.

What's even more rare is the geographical location of the fortress. It is located west of the entrance to Felwood. Normally, the Burning Legion army does not need to pass through Astrana Fortress if it goes to Mount Hyjal.

This makes the geographical location of this fortress, which guards the direction to the Black Sea Coast, even more subtle. Although it cannot become an obstacle to the advancement of the Burning Legion, on the other hand, starting from the fortress, it can attack the flanks of the Burning Legion.

Almost as soon as they saw this geographical location, the big guys from various factions had an idea.

Today, representing the alliance at the meeting were Duke, Jaina, and Sylvanas.

On the Horde side are Thrall, Vol'jin and the tauren chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof.

The night elves are naturally Tyrande and Malfurion.

As the leader of the alliance of the three major factions, the prophet Medivh opened the ceremony first: "We welcome everyone who is willing to put aside their prejudices and come together across the boundaries of race, organization and country."

Medivh spoke the common language of mankind. With the support of a mysterious ancient magic called [Language Mastery], people of all races could not understand the common language itself, but miraculously they completely understood every word of Medivh. the meaning of.

With the support of this ancient spell, everyone in the entire hall can easily understand each other's speech.

"I would like to emphasize that Nordrassil, the world tree located at the top of Mount Hyjal, is a sacred tree that grows under the powerful magical source of the Well of Eternity. It provides the energy that keeps the entire world of Azeroth alive; if it burns When the Legion seizes the power of the World Tree, it is equivalent to obtaining the magical source of the Well of Eternity, which means that life all over the world will be polluted and destroyed."

"Before defeating this invasion of the Burning Legion, no matter what conflicts the various races have, or even irresolvable blood feuds, I hope to put them aside for the time being. At this moment, the interests of all our creatures are the same."

Having said this, Medivh bowed in three directions: "In the following time, I hope that everyone can discuss a mutually acceptable result as soon as possible."

The leaders of the three parties gave Medivh friendly smiles.

It's just that the atmosphere is harmonious.

At the beginning of the meeting, after the night elves briefly introduced the strength and defense situation on Mount Hyjal, the three factions had a heated debate on how to join forces and how to defeat the Burning Legion's attack.

Thrall spoke first: "Since the night elves' strongest magic defense formations are all deployed on Mount Hyjal? Then we can set up defenses directly along the mountain road up the mountain."

This is true in theory, but unfortunately it steps on a sore spot for the night elves.

Tyrande objected on the spot: "Ashenvale and Felwood have been the territory of the night elves since 10,000 years ago. We cannot sit back and watch our territory be trampled on at will. Moreover, we need more time to strengthen the defense line of Mount Hyjal. , and the space on the mountain that can be used for defense is limited, the night elves hope that the Alliance and Horde can send excess troops to carry out resistance on the road from the Burning Legion's landing to Mount Hyjal."

Vol'jin stood up: "Does this make sense? There is a limit to the total number of troops Archimonde can bring into Azeroth. Once the legion suffers losses, he can summon new demons from the Twisting Nether to supplement them almost infinitely. Come in."

Tyrande emphasized: "Within Mount Hyjal, there is a magic array for demon teleportation and summoning. According to our ancient documents and data from the Dragon Clan, Archimonde is quite arrogant and confident. As long as If we do not cause heavy losses to the Burning Legion, we will not stimulate Archimonde to increase his troops."

Vol'jin glanced at Duke, then waved his fist: "You are risking the lives of tribe or alliance soldiers on a result that may become meaningless. Our tribe cannot accept it."

Thrall held down Vol'jin: "Now that the orcs have come to Azeroth across time and space, even if we are just a foreign race, it cannot change the fact that we are already living in this world. Of course our tribe is willing to contribute to this world. But the tribe has just gone through a big change, and our total number is less than 200,000, and we can only produce 40,000 elites. So, whether to push 40,000 tribes to the front line for meaningless consumption, or to put them on Mount Hyjal To form a stronger defense, I leave this decision to you - Lady Tyrande Whisperwind."

Tyrande was in trouble.

The little bit of wealth the tribe had was almost completely touched by the night elves during this period. 130,000 orcs crossed to the west. Even if tauren and trolls joined now, the entire tribe would only have less than 200,000 people, including the old, weak, women and children.

Theoretically, it would definitely be interesting for the tribe to send out 40,000 soldiers.

Of course, if the female orcs and orc slave laborers who are also capable of fighting are included, it is not impossible for the tribe to pull out an army of 120,000. But then, it would really be a battle of life and death. Regardless of whether they won or not, the tribe would definitely be exterminated when they turned back.

Tyrande couldn't help but set her sights on a more powerful alliance.

Duke smiled.

Sal just played a little trick.

The tribe has a sparse population, not many soldiers, and even fewer elite soldiers. In theory, this is of course the fault of the Alliance. If Du had not been blown away into the void for ten years, the tribe would not have even thought of leaving these hundreds of thousands of people behind.

Duke spoke: "Yes! That's right! In terms of military strength, our alliance is stronger, so the alliance is willing to take on heavier responsibilities. In fact, at this time, the alliance has completed the landing in Azshara and moved the entire Azshara. Sara is in position. However, as the commander of the Alliance, I don’t think the Burning Legion will take the path of Ashenvale, Felwood, and then to the foot of Mount Hyjal.”

Tyrande frowned: "You mean..."

Duke spat out two words: "Climb the mountain!"

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