As Lothar was discussing the Horde's route of attack with Varian, a soldier from outside the tent hurried in.

"Lord Marshal......" The soldier ran in a hurry, he stopped and took a breath before continuing: "Lord Marshal, they are here!" ”

"Who's coming? Orc tribes? How did they come so fast? Lothar's heart "chuckled", and she couldn't help but show a solemn look.

However, when Lothar looked closely at the soldier, he did not seem to be frightened, but rather a little excited, and it seemed that things were not as he had guessed.

"It's the High Elves, Lord Marshal, and the High Elves have come to our aid with their fleets!" The soldier finally made his meaning clear.

"It turned out to be a high elf......" Lothar secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that the orc tribe was not coming.

Although the alliance's armies have basically been assembled, there is still a lack of necessary coordination and training between the various teams, and the entire army still needs to run in. Now that they can train for one more day, they have a better chance of winning.

Varian had arranged for MI7 agents to go to Quel'Thalas on behalf of Lothar to contact the High Elves, and received a reply from them after more than half a month.

Not unlike in the original timeline, the High Elf kings, Anastarian Sunstrider, and the Silvermoon Council didn't care much about the orc tribe.

They believed that the orc armies were attacking human territory, and that there was no need for the High Elves to intervene in this war for the sake of humans.

Anastarian and the Silvermoon Council only ordered the border defenses to be strengthened, and they were confident that even the mightiest tribal armies would not be able to invade their territory as long as they were guarded by the runestone barrier "Bandinore".

But Lothar is the only descendant of Soladin the Great, and now he asks the High Elves for help in accordance with the ancient pact between his ancestors and the High Elves, and even Anastarian and the Silvermoon Council cannot refuse to help him.

However, they certainly didn't have much to do, and according to the news from the agents, Varian and Lothar learned that Anastarian had sent only a battle squad of ships and a small number of High Elves to support Lothar.

Hearing the soldier's report, Varian and Lothar glanced at each other, and it seemed that the elven fleet had finally arrived here.

With a new team joining the Alliance, it means that their overall strength is a little stronger.

Although the number of elves may not be large, the war with the orcs is approaching at this time, and any power is very precious.

Varian smiled happily and said, "Uncle Lothar, should we go out and meet them?" ”

"That's right." Lothar nodded and said, "We really should check out these new allies. ”

He turned to Tulayang, who was sorting out the materials on the side, and said, "Let's put these things aside for a while, and let's go out and have a look together." ”

"Yes, Lord Lothar." Tulayan replied respectfully.

As soon as he put the materials back on the table, Varian stood up, grabbed his shoulders and walked out, saying as he went, "Let's hurry up, I haven't seen what the High Elves look like." ”

"Please wait, Your Highness Varian, wait until I put these materials back in their place, or ...... next time" Tulayan also tried to clean up the materials on the table, but was pulled out of the tent by Varian.

"Forget it...... I'll clean up when I'm back......" Tulayan was also curious about the mysterious and ancient race of the High Elves, so he walked out with Varian.

After these days of getting along, the relationship between Varian and Tulayan has become relatively familiar.

For a character like Tulayan, who seems to have his own protagonist template, Varian will definitely not have the brains to take the initiative to fight him.

Tulayan himself is also more amiable and friendly, and he feels that Varian, a prince who is several years younger than himself, is not as condescending as those kings, which makes Tulayan, who was born as a commoner, more friendly and less reserved in front of Varian.

And since Varian and Tulayan were young men among the people who participated in the battle meeting, it was easier for them to get along with each other than the older kings.

Lothar watched Varian and Tulayan walk out of the tent together, and couldn't help but think of the times she and her friend Ryan had gone through together.

"Maybe they'll be good friends...... Lothar smiled reassuringly, and walked outside after Varian and Tulayan.

They came to the outside of the tent, and the other kings had also received the news and rushed here.

After a brief exchange of information about the High Elves, they mounted their horses together, left the barracks through the procession, and galloped towards the dock on the shore in the distance.

Not far from the coast, Varian noticed that several ships of very different appearance from the Kurtiras ships were docking, he pointed to them, and shouted to the crowd: "Look there! Those must be the fleets of the High Elves, right? ”

"Yes." Admiral Dai Lin, who was next to him, looked in the direction Varian was pointing, and then replied, "Those ships are the destroyers and frigates of the High Elves. ”

Dai Lin was well acquainted with the ships of various nations and races, and he explained in detail: "The ships of the High Elves are lighter than ours, they sail very fast, but they are also equipped with fewer weapons than us. These ships are a good complement to our fleet of ships and can enrich our maritime combat tactics. ”

Terenus looked at the elven ships, frowned, and whispered, "However, the number is a little small......"

Dai Lin nodded and said, "It's indeed a bit less, there are only four destroyers and eight frigates here, which is just the number of combat squads......"

Varian and Lothar had already been informed of MI7 agents, so they were not surprised by the result.

Tulayan quietly pulled Lavarian and asked, "Why are there only so many ships?" Could it be that there are more ships behind? ”

Varian shook his head and said, "There should only be so many ships, but although there are really not many of them, we have twelve more ships in our fleet anyway." ”

The rest of the people present were a little disappointed, and then Lothar spoke, "No matter how many there are, the High Elves are here to help us fight after all, and we should go and meet them." ”

"That's right, we can't afford to lose our dignity in front of the elves." Aiden Pirenod, who pays more attention to his appearance, said as he sorted out his clothes.