Fang Hua and the others took Sylvanas and Selin, as well as the surviving High Elves, back to the last line of defense of the High Elves outside Silvermoon City.

When they returned, Kael'thas and Windthor breathed a sigh of relief, and the danger of attacking the orcs was quite high.

If these two excellent young generals were to die because of this, it would be a very serious loss for the High Elves.

After comforting Sylvanas and Selin, who were slightly depressed, Kael'thas and Windsol immediately set up a pre-war meeting.

Now that their reinforcements have arrived, and their combat power is extremely impressive, the two of them plan to encircle and suppress the orcs who have come to attack this time before dawn tomorrow.

Windsor and the others had made contact with Terran reinforcements, and Tulayan said they would be able to arrive before dawn and reach the intended battlefield.

With the aid of these two support forces, it will not be difficult to destroy the orc army, so Kael'thas and Windthor are very excited.

Originally, after the cooperation of the expeditionary force, their hatred for the orcs has faded a lot, and although the Azeroth continent is not large, it is still no problem to survive these races.

All the races on the alliance side are ready to accept the orcs as an alien race, but after this treacherous invasion of the orcs.

Now all races no longer have any trust in the orcs, and even some races on the tribal side believe that the orcs are no longer reliable allies.

Even if Fang Hua had the heart to defend his friend, he was not from this continent, and it was not good to interfere too much in the situation on the mainland.

Moreover, this treachery of the orcs also made Fang Hua extremely annoyed, maybe the orcs may have his friends, but this is a race war and cannot be transferred by personal will.

Therefore, Fang Hua chose to acquiesce to the current situation, if he went to the battlefield within his ability, and his friends did not betray the covenant, he could open the net.

But if they are involved, then all he can say is: I'm sorry!

Just as the three of them were discussing how to attack, a High Elf soldier ran in, he glanced at Fang Hua in embarrassment, and stopped talking a little.

Fang Hua felt very strange, could it be that there was something that he was not good to participate in, although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he still stood up and prepared to leave.

Kael'thas and Wendsol are both top-notch, how could they not see that Fang Hua was already a little troubled because of this matter, Wendsol immediately grabbed Fang Hua's arm and didn't let him leave.

And Kael'thas immediately said:

"What's the matter, just say it here, here are the most trusted friends of the High Elves, and we High Elves don't have anything to hide from them!"

"Yes! Your Royal Highness the Prince, there is an orc outside, saying that it is a friend of Mr. Fang, please ask Mr. Fang to meet him! ”

"What?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Fang Hua and the three of them were shocked, at this time, an orc came to Fang Hua, then something big must have happened.

Fang Hua also understood why the High Elf soldier just now wanted to hide it from him, it seemed that the damage caused by the orcs to the High Elf this time was too great.

But it is true, this time, in order to stop the invasion of the orcs, the High Elves are short of soldiers, and some extremely young warriors who are still in the training period have volunteered to go to the battlefield.

But the cruelty of the battlefield was revealed at this time, and these young warriors became the group that sacrificed the most on the battlefield.

So now the High Elves hated orcs to the core, and from the tone of Kael'thas just now, Fang Hua could hear that he wouldn't mind exterminating the orc race if he had the chance.

As the lord of one side, Kael'thas is like this, so the hatred of the soldiers under him for the orcs is even deeper and stronger.

Fang Hua knew that at this time, there must not be any hint of concealment from Kael'thas and Wendsol, if there was any concealment, then there would be a crisis of confidence for both parties.

So he directly asked the High Elf soldiers to bring that orc here, no matter what happened to this orc, Fang Hua would choose to let him finish talking here.

Under a faint look from Kael'thas, the High Elf soldier ran out quickly, and in a few moments under his leadership, a tall orc walked in.

Fang Hua saw that it was him, the most veteran demigod of the orcs, the Sword Saint Musaro, who had fought hard with him for three months in Draenor.

"Fang, we orcs really need your help this time!"

"Old Mu! It's not that I said you orcs, how can you do such a thing, tear up the treaty and start a war without authorization, what do you want to do! ”

"Fang! Don't get excited, I know it's our orcs' fault this time, but we did it for a reason, can you listen to me first? ”

"Say it! There are two more here, one is Kael'thas in the appearance of the High Elves, and the other is Wendthall, the general of the Terrans. Say anything you have to say today in front of the three of us! ”

"This~ Okay! Fang, we have found the trace of Gul'dan, it is he who controls our Great Chief, so we will start this war that should not have happened! ”

"What! Are you sure what you're saying is true? ”

"Absolutely, yes! This news was almost exchanged for his life by the chief of the guard next to our Great Chief, and please believe us again! ”

"This~ Lao Mu, you wait for a while, let's discuss it!"

"Okay~ But Fang, I beg you, you must help us again, you are the last hope of our orcs!"

After saying that, Musaro walked out of the military tent a little lonely, and under the leadership of a High Elf soldier, he went to another military tent to wait for news.

He knew that the orcs had been almost pushed to the edge of the cliff this time, and that he had suffered the saddest five minutes when they had met Blox and rushed to the Great Chief's side.

Because of his performance in this expedition, he and Sarufar also won them many alliance friends, not to mention the commanders of the other races in the tribe, who respected them very much.

As he hurried to the Great Chieftain, he received a request for communication from the commanders of the tribe, and when he listened to them, Musaro's tenacious heart nearly collapsed.

The rest of the tribe had a crisis of confidence in them orcs, and to his despair, the minotaurs and trolls were ready to align themselves with the Alliance.

The orcs had rebelled because of this incident, and these commanders would only give them a kind reminder because of the face of the battle they had fought together in Draenor.

There were also commanders who threw olive branches to them, telling them to leave the orcs and go to the other race, and guarantee their treatment.

But how could Musaro and Sarufar agree that the orcs were their race, and they would never abandon their race!