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Alex was imprisoned in Alterac by King Aiden as Grand Regent, but Janis made it to Lordaeron with the children.

Although the uncourtiers have become independent, the name of the last bloodline of Soladin the Great has the appeal of the nobles to the addicts, as if it were similar to Anduin. Lothar said the last sentence, and the whole person was noble.

Nearly 4,000 years ago, the ancient Arachians were invited by the High Elves to participate in the war against the Amani trolls, and later developed into the only and final empire in human history: the Arathor Empire.

It was during the Arathas Empire that the human footprints gradually stepped out of the Arathi Heights, from weak prey to powerful predators. When the identity shifted, humanity, which had made great strides in both scientific and magical knowledge, began to be dissatisfied with its small fiefdoms. The thirst for wealth turned into an impetus for expansion, and a large number of people went to the north for greater abundance. It was Soladin the Great who withstood internal pressure and insisted on completing the thick walls that his ancestors had never stopped building for thousands of years, and named it Soladin's Wall.

Humans heading north soon carved out vast tracts of farmland in the hilly terrain known as Hillbride and the more fertile Lordaeron Plains. For a time, the high citizens of the capital Rapids Fort were all moved, a large number of young and strong laborers were unwilling to perform the military service of three soldiers per household, and the people fell into the restlessness of the tide of reclamation, and it was Soladin the Great who suppressed the riots among the people with iron blood.

When the people were dissatisfied with the construction of Soladin the Great's efforts to build the Soladin Wall and prevent the northward expansion of the wasteland, the reality slapped those who opposed Soladin the Great's policies in the face.

It was a year of famine, and the continuous drought caused a large number of deaths of forest animals, and the trolls, who had been torn apart in the war of the Elder Trolls, united in the fear of hunger, and an army of 100,000 trolls headed south to eat. The human colony north of Soradin's Wall was almost wiped out, and the output of the farmland became food for the trolls, along with the farmers.

When the bad news came, the nobles who were accustomed to a life of fine clothes and food found that their hands could no longer swing freely.

In times of crisis, the superior Soladin the Great rejected the nobles' request to go north to rescue them, and returned all his men to the south of the Soladin Wall.

If you save people and lose land, people and land will survive, and if you save land and lose people, people and land will be lost. Although Soladin the Great did not express this truth in words, he carried it out in his actions.

The hungry trolls were powerless to break through the magical defenses of the elves of Quel'Thalas, and had no choice but to attack the walls of Soradin.

During the three months of fierce fighting, Soladin the Great stood tall on the city walls, giving his soldiers infinite courage.

Eventually, hunger destroys the troll's fighting spirit, and after a suicidal banzai charge, the exhausted troll retreats. While the nobles and high burghers were jubilantly preparing for the feast, it was Soladin the Great who led the last of his new forces out of the defenses of Soladin's Wall and pursued the trolls along the way. Ten days later, the Emperor returned exhausted, troll flesh filling the cracks in his chain mail.

The emperor, who was covered in the horrific stench of corpses, once again ruined the hope of the troll's revival, and there was not one in ten who fled back to the forest of the hundred thousand trolls. This great emperor accomplished as much as his ancestors at the emptiest moment of the empire's armament, and the path of human expansion to the north has never been hindered ever since.

Soon after the emperor closed his eyes forever, the nobles left the somewhat barren homeland in large numbers to develop a rich new world. Forced to desperation, the descendants of the royal family had no choice but to go south, and after a long and arduous journey, they finally arrived in a rich land called Alwyn and established the kingdom of Stormwind. At this time, a hundred years of time are like a white horse.

No one can claim greatness in front of Soladin the Great, and no one can forget the victory of humanity during the Empire of Arathso. Bertone meets Anduin. The white-haired, uncrowned king drew his sword as a symbol of power, and fell to one knee in front of the Bloodline of Soradin.

"Son of the master, Berton is always loyal to Alatho." The tearful old man looked up at Anduin as if on a pilgrimage. Lothar.

It's just that the faces of the other noble kings are not so natural.

"Descendants of Ignaus, please don't do this, I am now the regent of the Stormwind Kingdom, not your emperor, the Araso Empire has become history, don't let the glory of our ancestors become an obstacle in our way." Anduin. Lothar picks up Soras. Berthorn, who put the sword symbolizing power into the scabbard at the old man's waist.

For a moment, Anduin. Lothar really wanted to wield his sword and command the crowd in the name of Soradin, but reason stopped him. However, at the moment of the great enemy, if humanity falls into internal friction again, then it can only become a dead king, and there will be no hope for the revival of Stormwind City.

With a pop, the sword was sheathed, and the Alaso Empire became history.

With a bang, all the nobles breathed a sigh of relief, and the complicated emotions filled the hearts of the people, and the indescribable feelings turned into deafening applause.

"Ladies and gentlemen, history is always strikingly similar, and once again humanity is facing great dangers and challenges. The kingdoms of Lordaeron are at the pinnacle of power in the human world. This is a solemn moment for all intelligent beings. To have the greatest power is to have an awesome responsibility for the future. Looking around, you not only feel that you have fulfilled your responsibilities, but also feel worried that your future achievements may not reach such a high level. For all, there is now an opportunity to be here, a clear, glorious opportunity. If we refuse, ignore, or squander this opportunity, we will be condemned for a long time to come.

In order for these countless families to be safe, they must be protected from the terrible predators of war.

For the main purpose of preventing war, a human organization belonging to the whole world should be created. …… We must affirm that its work is fruitful, that it is a reality rather than an illusion, that it is a force of action and not merely a rhetoric, that it is a true palace of peace and not just a place of distraction and quarrel

"From the lakeside towns of the Red Ridge Mountains to the Saldo Strait between Alwyn and Arathi, an Iron Curtain has descended across the Eastern Kingdoms. Behind this line are the capitals of the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Kingdom of the Dwarves. Stormwind, Lakeside, Night, Glitter, Ironforge, Nomorien, Grimbaatar, and Minethil in the Kingdom of Lordaeron - all of these battered towns and their inhabitants are within the sphere of influence of the Orc Horde, not only in one form or another, but also under the increasing threat of the Horde's oppression.

To do this, we must build a unified, unanimous union.

The fraternal union requires not only the increased friendship and mutual understanding that we have all of us here, which are related by blood, but also the close military ties between the two sides in order to study the potential dangers together. Similarities and differences in weapons, training materials, and uniform redeployment of officers and soldiers. It should also include the joint use of all military installations in the hands of States throughout Lordaeron so that existing facilities can continue to be used for common security purposes.

I build yì, this union should be called a union. ”

Anduin. Lothar delivered an impassioned impromptu speech in one go.