"Where is Lunara?"

General Shantis Yuyue walked out of the portal. He had been in military uniform all his life. This beautiful elf general was filled with a cold murderous aura. The human ambassador in charge of the reception did not say anything and immediately brought the elves from afar with him.

The general arrived at the drawing room of New Stromgarde.

"Shandeis!"

When the anxious and haggard Dryad lady saw Shandis walking into the living room, she immediately rushed over and gave Shandis a tight hug. The two were comrades in the War of the Ancients and had a very good personal relationship.

"Shandris, everything is in chaos...my father is dead, the Archdruid has been captured, Sunge...Sunge betrayed us...damn it."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shandris stroked Lunala's hair, comforted her, and asked in a low voice:

"Are these all true? Can you confirm the authenticity of the news?"

Lunara nodded fiercely:

"Well, I saw with my own eyes the demon's frame-up of the orcs in the tree dwelling in the forest, and those orcs also survived the ambush of Naga. The human archbishop used spiritual suggestion magic to test their sanity, and everything was correct.

Really... Shandris, what should we do?"

"Have you contacted Mount Hyjal?"

General Yuyue's fists clenched. She had a premonition that this time would be the worst situation the night elves had encountered after the War of the Ancients. Faced with her question, Lunala shook her head. The eldest daughter of the forest had already

Somewhat helpless, she said:

"The communication at Mount Hyjal was cut off. It should be done by demons. The human mages tried to contact the Moon Temple according to the magic frequency I gave, but no one responded... I dare not contact the Mount Hyjal defense force directly.

, that is the jurisdiction of Rige, Rige...if Rige really betrays, it will be over."

"What about the Emerald Dream? You should be able to enter there in dream form..."

Shandris asked again, and this time the expression of the eldest daughter of the forest was even more bitter:

"The Emerald Dream... was sealed from the inside. No one knows why, but the human bishop said that an ancient evil god was involved in this conspiracy..."

"Moon God is here!"

Hearing the news, General Yuyue couldn't help but exclaimed. She had truly fought the Silithus War. She had faced C'Thun's corrupted majesty. She knew that the power of an ancient evil god appeared in Ashenvale.

What are you wearing?

"Bang"

Shandis punched the table, and a clear fist mark suddenly appeared on the wooden table. General Yuyue said fiercely:

"Rige didn't betray... I have seen those servants who were captured by the evil god. She was brainwashed by the corrupted power! Damn it!"

"So what do we do now?"

Lunala, who had lost her opinion after being hit by a series of bad news, held Shandris's wrist helplessly. The latter glanced at her, then gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice:

"It's simple... let's fight back!"

"Is it just us?"

"No! We have allies...at least I have allies!"

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"Orcs!"

King Drake, who walked into the New Stromgarde Council Hall with his younger brother, immediately saw the orcs sitting on the other side of the council hall. The human king, who was becoming more stubborn and more like Dai Lin, snorted coldly. He turned back to

His younger brother said:

"Look, Tanred, the human empire is really getting better and better. Now even the orcs can openly enter our king's council."

Regarding his brother's complaint, Tanred, the prince and rear admiral of Kul Tiras, shrugged and replied softly:

"Look on the bright side, brother, this time they are begging us... This is a good thing."

"snort"

Derek answered his brother with a meaningless nasal voice, but there was also a smile on his face. Yes, Tanred was right...this time it was the orcs who begged them.

After Drake took his seat, as the host and presiding officer of the meeting, King Garin with a crown walked up to the main podium. He gestured to the participants in front of him, and the flood of discussion in the conference hall subsided.

Come down.

This is a war-related meeting, so there are not many attendees. They are kings, marshals and generals from various kingdoms. In the current situation of secret confrontation between rulers and great nobles that is common among the various kingdoms of the human empire.

, the big nobles were not invited to this meeting... This was a tacit understanding among the young kings.

They were young and energetic, and they did not need those old men to tell them what to do. The reforms that King Varian secretly started attracted the interest of all the young kings. They were all waiting for the results of Varian's reforms. Once the reform of the Kingdom of Stormwind

If it succeeds, it is foreseeable that the entire human empire will begin a cruel liquidation of the old nobles by new forces.

Of course, the old nobles will not sit still and wait for death, but the secret struggle between the two is not what we want to discuss today, so I won't go into too much description here.

"Friends and brothers, I won't make too many foreshadowings and meaningless descriptions."

With the extension of his reign, King Garin's majesty became deeper and deeper. He looked at everyone in front of him with burning eyes, humans, high elves, orcs, tauren, trolls, night elves and a man who couldn't sit on the chair.

, Miss Dryad who could only stand aside, and a wild boar wearing a wattle robe...

"The demon war that took place in Ashenvale has seen a new wave. The participants in the war have expanded from simple night elves and demons to orcs and Nagas of unknown origin, but suspected of being servants of the evil god. The situation in the entire Ashenvale and even Mount Hyjal

Horrible changes have taken place.”

Galin paused for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes:

"I believe there are no idiots here, so let me put it bluntly. The human empire cannot sit back and let the flames of this brewing four-party war burn on our heads. We must take action to let things get to their worst before they reach their worst.

Calm down... But as for what to do, how to do it, this is the theme of this meeting... I have finished speaking, now let the representative of the orc side speak!"

After saying that, King Garin simply gave up the main podium, and then sat back on the seats of the human kings. On the orc side, the weak Thrall glanced at Rexxar and Chief Fenris beside him.

The pale-haired chief of the Wolf Cavalry patted Thrall on the shoulder and whispered:

"Go ahead, kid... You are the most eloquent among us and have the deepest understanding of human beings. It's you who should represent us... God, I don't even know how to say this...

.I may be crazy, but we need reinforcements. To rescue Orgrim and the missing Grom from Mount Hyjal, we need human help."

"Um"

Sal nodded silently, then walked up to the main podium step by step with a cane. He looked at the eyes of everyone below, including curiosity, doubt, hatred, indifference, ridicule, and expectation.

The young orc took a deep breath, and the next moment, his voice sounded in the hall:

"My name is Sal, which means "slave" in human language. I grew up in a human environment. I don't want to comment on that past, but it did give me a lot of wealth. I once had human friends.

Tell me, I look like an orc, but my soul is an out-and-out human...I am special, so today I stand here and speak on behalf of the orc tribe."

"He's an interesting guy, right?"

Varian turned to Drake beside him and said:

"I heard that he was also recognized by Uncle Dai Lin?"

"Those are rumors, Varian. Stop listening to market stories. They will damage your intelligence."

Derek said with a cold expression:

"I'm really curious about how this orc can plead with us to help them..."

The human king's low-pitched exchange did not interrupt Thrall's speech. His voice with a hint of magnetism echoed in the hall:

"We came here today to ask for help, which is crazy, right?"

Sal smiled, and a trace of emotion flashed in his blue eyes:

"Ten years ago, who would have thought that humans and orcs, who were fighting and bleeding each other and had a bloody feud, would coexist in such a way, and that an orc like me could stand in front of human kings and speak without being bullied by the brave

Thousands of warriors were stabbed to death with swords... But this is what I want to say, everyone, times have changed."

"In this damn era, full of wars and shadows, there are greater threats to orcs, humans and other races. I don't want to tell you hypocritically that the hatred of the past should be forgotten, but I will say,

It’s time to temporarily put aside the blood feud of the past. The wheel of hatred between the two races is still running. Maybe at some point in the future, humans and orcs will still fight each other on the battlefield, just like our fathers!”

"But at least for now, we should put that damn wheel of hatred on pause!"

Thrall waved his fist in the air:

"In the great desert of Silithus, humans and orcs fought together against the ferocious bugmen. In that war, we learned valuable experience, that is, the power that bursts out when we join hands with each other,

More powerful than we could ever be against each other... with this we can defeat the Old Gods, who said they were the unconquerable force in the world!"

"But after humans and orcs stood together, we defeated it! I think I no longer need to use words to outline a better future for you. Language is pale. For us, language is meaningless, but the facts

It has been proven that we should stand together! Everyone, don’t forget... there is an indifferent behemoth watching us in the Eastern Continent."

"Fur..."

Thrall took a deep breath. He was about to play the last card. Once this card was played, the future of the orcs could only be left to fate. But unfortunately, facing the current situation, he and the entire

The orc tribe had to do this.

"Bang"

An animal skin scroll was placed on the main podium by Thrall. This action made all the human kings couldn't help but raise their heads. They could sense that the orcs had made an important decision.
To be continued...