Chapter 467 38. The Emperor's Quest --- Learning From Qaz Brothers for My Love [7/7]
Chapter 467 38. The Emperor's Quest --- Learning from the qaz brothers for my love [77]
The situation in the northern border is turbulent. The plague of plants in Quel'Thalas has spread throughout the upper echelons of the empire in a short period of time. The nobles are worried about those crazy plants and the looming undead of the North in the background of the disaster of the high elves. The generals began to debate over and over again what kind of trouble the loss of Quel'Thalas would cause to the northern borders.
But after discussing and discussing, the generals found that it seems...all this seems to have no effect on the human empire. On the contrary, with a large number of high elves entering the empire, if they can integrate into the empire's system, the power of the human empire will still be It will be further improved in a short time.
After all, even when Quel'Thalas was intact, there was an invisible barrier between the high elves and humans. Although many human caravans entered Quel'Thalas every year, most of the high elves The elves are not enthusiastic about participating in human affairs. They seem to prefer to hide in their own one-third of an acre of land and live their own lives.
And this disaster...although it was a terrible encounter for the high elves, from a human point of view, in fact, this disaster also forcibly dismantled the icy gap between the two races, and some even worried about war The commanders of the movement clapped their hands in secret. The migration of the high elves to the Stratholme area meant that they also joined the war, binding themselves to the human empire.
Now, the magic power that the human empire lacks, those powerful but expensive magic scrolls and various materials will be fully replenished.
Of course, this kind of comment that sounded somewhat cruel was just a conversation in a small circle. On the bright side, everyone expressed great sorrow for the disaster of the high elves.
In the next few days, the first batch of civilians of the high elves were resettled in various settlements in Stratholme, most of which were towns equipped with research equipment, and many elves were directly sent to Stratholme's No. Stratholme, a large city, can see the careful thinking of King Terenas of Lordaeron just from this move.
Obviously, the wise old king hoped that the high elves would use their work to relieve their inner sorrow. He desperately hoped that the high elves could join Lordaeron's national system as quickly as possible.
Regarding this arrangement, the high elf lords headed by the Sun King Kael'thas did not show dissatisfaction. In fact, even if they were dissatisfied, they would not say it at this time. The elves have united internally. They are secretly using their own methods to find a way out for the people. The current compromise is more like a transitional means, but what is certain is... the proud elves are not willing to completely attach themselves to the human empire.
This kind of confrontation at the political level did not affect the overall operation of the empire. The disaster of Quel'Thalas has been irreversible. Therefore, the troops mobilized to Stratholme were also re-divided, and most of them were filled to the Arathi front. , and part of it was assigned to enter the Eagle's Nest Mountain in the Hinterlands, because it was reported that the group of undead evacuated from Quel'Thalas seemed to be marching towards the Hinterlands along the coastline.
The navy of Kul Tiras has already been dispatched and is heading in that direction. The thinking of the senior commanders is very simple. If this army of undead can be wiped out at sea, that would be great.
However, all these orders did not come from the human emperor. In fact, the current military mobilization was issued by several commanders personally appointed by the emperor, including the two remaining great knights of the Silver Hand, Lordaeron's Marshal Gathelis and Lord Mograine, His Majesty Garin of the Kingdom of Stormgard also have part of the command.
What about His Majesty the Emperor? Where did he go?
The emperor's whereabouts are currently the biggest secret in the empire. In the hearts of the people, the tough and brave emperor who loves the people like a son is staying in the king's territory to handle the affairs of the empire, including those nobles who are not of sufficient status. Never left the court much.
In fact, the emperor of the Holy Arathor Empire was already on another continent far away. He did not abandon his people and fled here, but took over from King Dai Lin who died at sea, and continued the unfinished mission.
At this time, Lothar, wearing a ritual armor, was standing at the entrance of the sacred mountain Mount Hyjal, the highest peak in Kalimdor. Before his eyes, the mysterious night elves sent a very high-level envoy to welcome him. In the forest on both sides of the road, there are also many curious night elves hiding in the shadows, pointing at the human emperor who came from afar.
This is the first time for many elves born in Kalimdor to see humans. Lothar's old beard and bald head made these simple children of the forest very curious. The legendary long sword made some sentinels a little envious... In the tradition of the night elves, unless they had to, they seldom wore this kind of full armor.
But the United States... Or, the appreciation of power spans different races. Lothar exudes the power of top fighters, which makes many elf fighters stand in awe. He nominally controls the entire Kalimdor The night elves are actually a race that worships heroes.
The human emperor, who has seen a lot of great things in the world, is a little nervous at this moment. What he has to face is a group of old monsters who have lived from 10,000 years ago. Ordinary elves who are playing with fruits on the side of the road , may be more than ten times older than the oldest human beings. For orthodox human beings, the civilization and customs of this race in front of them are simply unimaginable.
What's more, in the past week, the emperor sailed half a circle around the mainland of Kalimdor from the southern coast on a battleship. He saw with his own eyes the night elves' Feathermoon Fortress in the south of Kalimdor. There are hundreds of thousands of powerful elf warriors stationed here, as well as the ancient war trees that people can't help but marvel at, as well as the sturdy hippogryph knights, especially those sentinel warriors who are patrolling on the ferocious moonlight tigers and frost sabers. , All this made Lothar see the power of the night elves.
There is also the Kaldorei fleet specially dispatched by Feather Moon General Ms. Shandis in the second half of the journey... The purple warships manipulated by mysterious natural magic and skilled sailors, when they set sail on the sea, let Lothar Can't help but think of the Armada of Kul Tiras.
This race that lives in seclusion in Kalimdor, the power hidden under its appearance is far more powerful than the entire human empire... more than five times, this is the accumulation of 10,000 years and the gift of the destroyed elf empire.
"They are very mysterious and low-key, but they are also very powerful. They walk almost silently in the forest. They are simply natural killers. My people suffered a lot when logging in Ashenvale."
Following behind the emperor was the great shaman Drek'Thar who came on behalf of the orcs, and the young orc Thrall who returned safely to the gathering place of the orcs. The terrifying power hidden in this sacred mountain in the north of Kalimdor reminded the nature-respecting shaman of his childhood, just like when he first arrived at the Throne of Elements and faced the elemental lords. Feel.
Like Lothar, Elder Drek'Thar also came with a mission. The orcs landed on the east coast of Kalimdor a few years ago. Longtar and the surrounding wilderness built their own cities. The elves called that wilderness the barren land, but in the eyes of the orcs, this land full of primitive scenery is already rich enough.
However, the development of the orc city, the construction of the city, the houses built by the people, etc., all require a lot of wood, but in Kalimdor, all forests are protected by elves.
Therefore, when the orcs were logging in Ashenvale, they were often obstructed by the night elves, and the two sides had frictions from time to time. After the big shaman arrived in the orc city, he found that the friction between the orcs and the night elves had reached a very dangerous level. There are casualties on both sides, and if this situation is allowed to continue, the orcs and elves are likely to fall into the flames of war.
In the current situation of the orcs, they are not the opponents of the elves who are irritated at all. The great chief Orgrim is old, and he tried his best to control the anger of the orc clan, but the hostility that has just begun between the two races must be overcome. Dissolve! That's what Drek'Thar came to Mount Hyjal for.
Beside the old orc, the prophet Velen, who was leaning on the staff of the Redeemer, also had a hint of anticipation in his eyes. For the prophet, he vaguely knew from Azeroth's classics that ten thousand years ago, the night elves defeated Burning The legend of Legion, the old prophet has recently had a premonition that the familiar darkness is about to cover the world, and he urgently needs to talk to the leaders of the night elves.
If this race that once defeated the demons is willing to face the demons again, then the pressure on the Draenei will be much less. The human empire is currently in a war with the undead. Frankly speaking, the prophet is not optimistic about the future of mankind... he It is very clear how cunning Tyrion is, but Naruadal, who is far away in the world of Draenor, once told him that Tyrion is currently conducting an ambush against demons, so he cannot speak at this time for many things.
"I used to think that the magic civilization of the high elves in Quel'Thalas was already one of the greatest civilizations that this world could breed, but now, I was obviously wrong."
Emperor Lothar sighed, he raised his head, and could vaguely see the world tree in the valley that went straight into the sky. Just judging from its size, this world tree is really worthy of its name, as if it is supporting the sky .
"The Kaldorei are stronger than any of our races. Although we don't want to admit it, we urgently need the support of the night elves at this time."
Lothar moved his fingers, and a gleam of eagerness flashed in his eyes:
"If the night elves can give some land to my people, then the crisis in the northern border will be greatly eased. As long as there is enough strategic depth, whether it is the undead...or the coming demons as the prophet said , our soldiers have room to move, perhaps, we can see a glimmer of hope for victory."
"But they are proud, emperors of men."
The great shaman Drek'Thar was somewhat pessimistic, he whispered:
"It's hard to say whether these elves will lend a helping hand. After all, those wars have nothing to do with them. Judging from their state of civilization, this is not a race that is enthusiastic about war."
"Don't be so pessimistic, Shaman."
Prophet Velen pointed his staff on the ground, he took a deep breath, and said:
"If the elves saw the terror of demons 10,000 years ago, then I believe they would be willing to help us. No one wants the world to be occupied by demons. I think the leaders of these elves can see this."
While a few people were talking, at the entrance of Mount Hyjal, a huge black raven slowly drove the wind and landed in front of the visitors. Behind her, there was a team of temples riding snow-white frost sabers. The guards came quickly.
Under the magic power of transfiguration, the high-ranking druid Hisaly Black Crow walked towards the few people in front of her. Miss Black Crow looked at the weird combination of humans, orcs and Draenei in front of her. After a while, she said softly:
"Moon Priest Tyrande, Arch Druid Malfurion, Arch Druid Fandral, our three leaders are waiting for you under Nordrassil, distinguished guest, please follow me. "
While talking, Miss Black Crow glanced at the two orcs with vigilant eyes, and she warned:
"Everyone wants this to be a peaceful meeting. You don't come here with malice? Right? Orcs."
"certainly."
With the support of Thrall, the old great shaman took a step forward, with a gentle smile on his face wearing a black cloth strip:
"I believe that the conflict between the orcs and the elves is not irreconcilable. Instead of resorting to further wars, I hope that the conflicts between the two races can be resolved at the negotiating table. And, I am very grateful to the elves when my people are on the shore. Can give us the land to live and multiply, no matter what, we owe you a favor."
Seeing the politeness of the orc elders, Miss Black Crow, who was still wary at first, had a smile on her lips:
"Kalimdor is not exclusive to the Kaldorei. We are willing to share this land bestowed by the moon god with those who need it. The actions of the orcs to help the tauren in Desolace have also made many of my compatriots see the strength of the orcs. Good character, the savage centaur clans throughout Kalimdor are enemies of both of us."
Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Emperor Lothar, who was walking silently. Miss Black Crow's polite words undoubtedly made him see the dawn of the migration of the empire's civilians.
How to become friends with a stranger in the shortest possible time?
It's very simple... just find the common enemy of both sides.