Originally, I should have discussed something, but after Illidan's insertion this time, my confidence was hit again, yes, the strength that my alliance now has, it is difficult to put any confidence in front of Sal and Malfurion, and Illidan's discussion just now made me lose the moral high ground, so I can hardly come up with any convincing opinions in the following discussion. For example, give up some land for us to gain a foothold. But this alone was indirectly denied by Malfurion and Sal.

"To the north of Stonetalon and the Waterless Range is our native territory of the Night Elves, and to the south is the land of the Minotaurs and Centaurs, and the Trolls, and we can give you the lands that belong to us near our demarcation line if you wish. Malfurion pulled out a map and explained it to me, and I knew it was a place of bad water just by hearing the names.

"Damn, can you give me some good places, I looked at the map, and realized that there is a better place, I think Razor Ridge is good, and it's not the main gathering place for minotaur trolls. ”

"Sorry, Arthas, I think my men are already stationed there. Sal explained. "There weren't any Night Elf inhabitants there, but it was mostly an ogre. ”

"Ogre, that's not your Draeno creature, how could it be in our world. I questioned Thrall's reply with the same sarcastic orc statement, but was then slapped in the face by the Night Elves.

"No, some ogres broke away from his and Gul'jar's rule when they stepped into the Endless Sea, and settled there under the leadership of Kogo, and later when the leader of the orcs at the time, the Hammer of Destruction sent the Black Hand brothers to surround Gul'dan, a considerable number of ogres were scattered and came here. ”

Malfurion explained, and one of the ogre leaders behind Thrall nodded in agreement with him, and voiced their opinions, I remember him as the giant ogre named Kogo, a guy who could handle both a great hellfire and a doomsday guard at the same time.

"I like orcs, I don't welcome humans. The ogre explained, yes, this creature that doesn't speak through its brains makes me angry.

"Okay!" I suppressed the thought in my heart, yes, I knew that if I showed my anger, then the people behind me were more likely to turn against them completely, and with our current strength to do so, it would be tantamount to suicide, but it was nothing, even more angry, even though Malfurion had promised us Stonetalon Mountain, the Minotaurs, who were the other landowners on this continent, did not buy it, and they did not say that they would cede any disputed land to us.

So I set my sights on the minotaur leader named Bloodhoof. The sturdy minotaur standing beside Thrall, yes, I remember that they were a peace-loving people, and he must have been slow to react.

"I want to go south and establish my own base, can you give me some advice?"

"If the Dust Swamp can't accommodate you humans, I don't think there's really much place for me. ”

The minotaur spoke yes, his words were straightforward and smooth, not as slow as I imagined, of course this is not the point, the point is that he rushed at me. I'm still a lot more restrained about this. Yes, there must be a reason for this, and Gianna explained it to me.

"My father had already intended to settle the inhabitants of Lordaeron who had come with him, and although it was desolate, the land was suitable for growing crops. ”

Excuse me, you understand your own situation in the speech. Bloodhoof continued to educate me, yes, I don't know where he got so much resentment against me, but I really can't bother with him so much.

"Well, I don't think there's anything left for me to fight for, and if I could, I think that's where we are. "I'm still a little relieved to hear this, yes, if there are lonely residents who follow, then I still have a certain amount of capital. And with the help of Dahlin and Kurtilas, at least we can still have a place on this continent.

My statement was not endorsed by others, and certainly not criticized. After all, we have given so much, it is impossible for them not to give me a piece of land to live in.

I saw that it was still close to the sea, which helped us connect with Stormwind and Kul Tiras, as well as Ironforge. And according to Malfurion's description of the Kalimdo continent, the island of Seramo to the east of Yuzawa should be a good natural fortress.

In this way, the area of the Dust Swamp belongs to us. Maybe Bloodhoof knew it was a good place and thought we shouldn't covet other lands once we got it, or maybe he was upset about my presence here when he heard that I had annexed other lands in the past, but I'm pretty sure that the Night Elves and Thrall's tribes won't help me build my home. Because after Thrall made a similar suggestion, Malfurion directly rejected it, and the reason was simple, that is, the Night Elves' craftsmen and building materials had to rebuild their damaged buildings.

After obtaining the few food for the winter and the seeds for the coming year from Malfurion, he was no longer fighting for anything, or nothing at all. Thrall also tried to get more from the Night Elves, such as food and wood, but it was clear that these discussions were not clear in a sentence or two.

As an aside, I was surprised by the performance of the two of them, such as Thrall, who was no longer the orc slave of Dernhold at this moment. He's a qualified leader by now, and Malfurion, though he thinks he's the same as he expected, I think he should be more merciful, maybe they all represent the interests of their own race behind their backs, or maybe as Illidan said, their race really pays a lot?

But behind these discourse rights are all backed by their own strength after all. Looking at the people behind me, I felt like I couldn't keep up with them. And some of the issues they discussed about the division of territory were long out of my scope of discussion, and it was time to end my discussion and go back to my people to see how the rest of the army was doing.

But after all, he belongs to one of the forces, and he can only stand and sway between the two. This also makes it easier to get more benefits from it. I thought wishfully, but the reality was that I didn't get anything, and instead wasted an entire night being a foil here.

As dawn approached, and I didn't want to continue, I signaled Gianna my intentions, and after a very brief goodbye to the two forces, Salma Fario, the commander of our alliance left here and returned to our human assembly ground.

At our destination, I saw a scene that was even worse than I expected, the barracks were simply woods and simple Night Elf houses, crowded with a large number of wounded and waste materials, screams of pain and rushing to the rescue crowd made the place look messy, the smell of blood and some garbage that was not cleaned up in time made it look more like a dirty slaughterhouse. And my own soldiers have lost more than three-quarters of my own soldiers compared to when I joined the coalition in the red dragon disguise, and probably more than that, it is said that when I first arrived, our troops had already lost more than half.

In other words, we are one-tenth of the new troops. And most of the remaining living are wounded. But this is not the most painful for me, the most sad thing is that my mage army and my most elite Praetorian Guard and the Silver Hand add up to less than twenty people. This is a complete indication that our main army of Lordaeron has been lost.

Everyone was very excited to see me and gathered around me to show some excitement, but the excitement was sad, especially when a young wounded man asked me a question.

"My king, the demons have been destroyed, can we go back to Lordaeron?"

"Wherever there is our people, it's Lordaeron, boy. "I can't seem to say anything more than that. Looking at his somewhat disappointed eyes, I know that these disappointments exist in everyone's hearts, but we are better able to hide our hearts than those who are not good at disguise, such as ogres.

Of course, even this could not stop me from expressing my own strong desire to return to my homeland: "We must gather strength, but I promise that if I give me twenty years, or ten years, or less, we will definitely return to our homeland." Just as Gianna promised you at the time that we can defeat the demons and save our world, I will do what I say. ”

My voice silenced everyone for a long time, maybe I should think that this is no longer the scene where our pledge master came here, or in layman's terms, we are no longer the power we had at that time... Or, to put it bluntly, everyone has doubted my commitment to them this time. However, everyone still showed support for me, or they could only continue to support me, but there was no way.

I thought so, and perhaps I was wrong, and it seemed to have developed a great deal of confidence in me after the inhabitants who had gone through such hardships, even if it might not seem realistic at all.

"We believe in you, my king. Some voices came out, and soon others shouted out. In addition to being moved, I also deeply felt the pressure on my body in an instant. Yes, with these forces alone, how can it take ten years and not a generation to regain the homeland occupied by the undead and natural disasters that are constantly thriving.

I didn't continue to think about this unthinkable problem, and instead went with Manik, Gianna and others to use their status as a paladin or ambulance to treat the wounded, yes, after I was favored by the Holy Light again, I found that I did not return to the same power as before, maybe because I was unfamiliar, but in my heart I have already acquiesced that the Holy Light is not sacred, or that I was abandoned by the Holy Light and Akmund was able to better grasp the Holy Light, I have been disappointed in this thing. In or I see it as a practical force, such as healing people's current mental and physical wounds.

But when it comes to healing, the Priestess of the Moon is better at this, and there are many of them here, but if we want to restore the health of our soldiers faster, we obviously need them more, so an idea came to me, especially when I found out about something...

"Thank you for your help, priestesses, but we may need more strength here," I walked over to a half-curtched plea to one of the highest-ranking priestesses of the Moon. Yes, I know that the priestesses of the moon would be more benevolent than the politicians who carved up the fruits of the so-called victory, and that they would not be paid.

"I'm sorry," they did the same, but they were very embarrassed by my request, "Most of us belong directly to the priestess of Mavi..."

She wanted to say something, but I didn't need to say anything more, yes, Mavi and I had made everyone realize that I was favored by this elven lord. And I seem to understand why Winlessa valued Ronin at the time: if an elf has done so much for him, and what he has done is meaningful, then it is worth paying more for him. Perhaps, but why is that? what makes her pay so much for me? If I used to be a prince, then I really don't have anything now, and my actual status is not as good as her status as a Night Elf Lord.

"I see, I'm very grateful for Mavi's help, but I hope she will continue to help me and my people, and perhaps nothing needs her help more than now. "I said a little discouraged...

"I will convey that, Your Highness Arthas," the priestess explained, explaining their difficulties. "But I still want to remind you privately that our leader, Mavi, is second only to Archbishop Tyrande among our Night Elves, and she may be criticized by our race for doing so to you, so..."

"I see, then I'll take back my words, or just help me convey my thanks, or forget it, just as if I didn't look for you. ”

I immediately left and went back to my post. Yes, I don't want to have any negative impact on her because of me. And I remembered her performance last night, and apparently she recognized her concerns as a Night Elf Lord. It must be so, but... Thinking of this, I feel very unwilling, and this unwillingness has also greatly affected the efficiency of my work and the concentration of treating patients.

Soon Gianna noticed my fluctuations and sensed my thoughts based on what I had just done. So I got out of the way and went to a place where no one was.

"Are you thinking of Mavi?" Gianna immediately asked me, and I already knew what she was talking about, and I took it for granted that I had already made my own assumptions

"Yes, maybe I shouldn't be delusional like that, we're not like her, I'm going to let her down like this. ”

"Really?"

My answer obviously didn't make her agree, so I continued to explain what I thought was reality, but it was also at this time that Gianna's background made me realize the real reality...

"She's a Night Elf, and she's a lord. And I say that at best, he is just a prince without a home, and if it is bad, he is a mountain king who has drawn a big pie for his people. ”

"I am still the princess of Kul Tiras, the only heir, and the strength of our country is no worse than the strength of the lord Mavi, why don't you say in front of me that your position is to live up to me?"

"We're not a political marriage, we've been through so much, do I still need an explanation for your tacit understanding?!"

"But who would doubt the tacit understanding between the two of you on the battlefield?" Gianna's explanation made me feel a little stunned, yes, I only realized the truest need of my heart at this time, if Gianna thought the same way..."Now that she has paid so much to you, she can't take it back, and you can't afford to pay it back!"

"Gianna!"

"Our people need Mavi's help more than now, and despite her status, we need that kind of talent to assist you in your revival of Lordaeron. The generals you have trained before, the magicians you have trained and the magicians who have come with us, and the silver hands that your father left to you are gone, and you will have to win her for both public and private, and the fact that her cronies will come makes me even more confident that she will follow you as much as I do. ”

"Yes. I understand that I will ask her for advice privately. But I didn't want to affect her reputation, and her status, and of course this time I was definitely not coveting her accumulated wealth. I silently said to Gianna, yes, when I said this, it was completely unreservedly from my heart, and this completely revealed some of my thoughts, such as: when I fought for Gianna, it also included a peep at Kul Tiras, and a possession of the Ranger Guard in Sylvanas. Of course, not only that, but my statement also shows my simple love and desire for Mavi in front of Gianna.

"That's right!" Gianna couldn't help but shed tears in the corners of her eyes when she heard this, and at this time I realized what I had revealed to Gianna in my words, but what else could I say was to take it into my arms and enjoy the dependence and trust that I originally wanted and longed for.