"Lord Ares, thank you for your contribution to Quel'Thalas, but please respect our law, and if you have anything to say after the meeting, your Excellency is in the auditorium."

Ares's sudden request for a speech disrupted the proceedings of the meeting, and King Anas had to stand up in person and politely demand that Ares respect the order of the meeting.

However, Ares did not intend to retreat, Arthas was coming soon, and he could not watch Silvermoon City fall into ruins, let alone Sylvanas die on the walls of Silvermoon City. Even if this overstepping speech would make all his previous efforts in vain, Ares is willing, he must fight for even the slimest chance.

"I know, I know I shouldn't speak beyond my authority, honorable king, but there are things I must make clear, clear, some terrible facts, some facts that are unknown to all of you."

Ares stood up straight and spoke righteously. He noticed Sylvanas's nervous gaze in the seat below, as if to say—don't do this, don't do this, dear. But Ares must say that it is about the life and death of Quel'Thalas, and the life and death of the people he loves.

"What else we don't know and you know?"

Darkan stood up and spoke, his words tinging with sarcasm.

Ares stared at him, without excuse, and continued—

"What I know is the true strength of the Scourge Legion, an army that not only has zombies, skeletons, necromancers, but also an incredible number of undead spiders."

"Undead spiders? What is that? ”

The councillors began to wonder how rarely they left Quel'Thalas, and even in the days of natural disasters, they did know very little about the outside world. Except for the mages who arrived at Laran for further training, everyone else was still stuck in the era of the orc war, and their understanding of the enemy was still stuck in brute force.

"A giant spider of great size and incomparably evil. They come from the north, evil creatures under the tundra, they are even taller than adult trolls, more powerful than a hundred trolls, their jaws can easily bite human bones, I used to fight these evil creatures in Stratholme, to be exact, they are not creatures, they are also undead, after the death of the northern demon spiders, they were resurrected by the Lich King, and now, they are all under the command of the death knight Arthas. ”

Ares stepped down from his place and explained eloquently. The entire Silvermoon Council was in an oval shape, with steps descending from the floor, with an insignificant observer like Ares sitting at the top, and a person of higher status sitting at the bottom, Sylvanas sitting in the bottom circle, the captain of the Quel'Thalas's Ranger Guard.

Ares said this as he walked down the steps, and hundreds of councilors watched his every move. And what he calls the Scourge of the Dead.

"It's just a bunch of brainless undead monsters, nothing to fear."

Below, some parliamentarians began to protest, they thought that Ares was alarmist, and some even thought that Ares was making up nonsense, and that such evil creatures do not exist in the world.

"No, they're cunning and cruel, they're not brainless creatures. In addition, even if you ignore it, ignore it, then there is one thing that you must not ignore, and that is what Councilor Allens said just now, the number of Scourge Legions, those zombies and undead skeletons is beyond your imagination. Before the slaughter of Stratholme, it had a population of 200,000, and these 200,000 people were killed under the sword of Prince Lordaeron. After their deaths, they all became minions of the Lich King, part of the Scourge Legion, and Arthas didn't spare even the children, so you know how tragic the massacre was. The 200,000 people of Stratholm, plus the 300,000 people in the royal city of Lordaeron, as well as the towns, villages, and dead people scattered throughout the kingdom of Lordaeron, are a terrible number. The undead army under Arthas's command is at least more than half a million in total, and even if it doesn't use all of its army to attack Quel'Thalas, and only half of its army is attacking here, you won't be able to bear it. ”

Ares said as he watched the reaction of the High Elf King Anas, his reaction was crucial, whether to follow his advice or treat himself as mentally ill and expel him from the country was all up to King Anas's reaction and decision at the moment.

"Paladin Ares, is what you say true?"

At this moment, King Anas, who had been on the throne, spoke, and he stared at Ares and said. His eyes were full of spiritual torture.

"I swear by my father's name, and all that I say is the truth."

Faced with the king's questioning, Ares replied sincerely. Although it is a little heavier in the name of his father, it doesn't seem to matter so much to Ares, after all, the guy is already hanging. But he did not insult the reputation of his family, because what he said was indeed the truth.

"Well, I trust your honesty. So, in your opinion, how should Silvermoon City respond to this crisis? ”

The High Elf King Anas continued to ask in a loud voice.

"Move the capital. Move the capital and evacuate the city before the arrival of the Scourge in Alsace, and all its inhabitants. ”

In the center of the main hall, Ares's voice was so loud that the next moment all the elven councilors widened their eyes in surprise.

"Lord Ares, do you know what you're talking about?"

King Anas couldn't help but remind in a deep voice. Quel'Thalas, where the High Elves have lived for more than 9,000 years, and now, Ares has demanded that they all evacuate the land. Although the undead scourge is a great threat, it is far from enough for them to abandon their homes and choose to wander again.

"Dear King Anas, I know, I know what I'm talking about, Quel'Thallas is very important to you, it is your homeland, a beautiful homeland, this homeland has existed for more than nine thousand years, it is the brightest pearl of Azeroth, but now the situation is different, Arthas and his Scourge are coming, it is an evil, dark and terrible force. We alone cannot deal with such a powerful evil force, and must rely on the righteous forces of all of Azeroth to fight it. ”

Feeling that the atmosphere on the field was getting more and more wrong, Ares was a little worried, but when it came to this, he couldn't take it back, so he could only keep talking. In fact, Ares hasn't finished speaking, and originally wanted to say that all of them must be fought in concert with the Alliance, and there is also the possibility of defeating the Lich King. But the words were swallowed, and Ares knew how much the High Elves hated the Horde at this point in time, and the trolls were their mortal enemies, and the orcs had invaded their homeland......

"Enough, human, you're too ostentatious, that's not what you should say, you know, King Anas has made you an exceptional promotion by making you Councilor Silvermoon. You're here to bewitch the council and demand that we give up our homeland! What is your purpose and purpose? ”

As soon as Ares finished speaking, Councilor Darkan shouted again......