Overnight, dawn is approaching. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Whether they are being watched or protected, the envoys, accompanied by the Kael'thas Sunstrider and the Guardian of the Law Breakers, are about to arrive in Silvermoon City, the royal city of the realm of Quel'Thalas.

The brief encounter in that round in the middle of the night, fending off the attacks of the Spellbreaker Guards, slicing through the shackles of the crowd with a backhand sword, and the incomparable greatsword of holy light. With his strength, Oss was given the opportunity to speak to Kael'thas on an equal footing with Prince Queldore. After the two exchanged names, the news that Oss said was really heard by the Queldore!

However, the Queldores only heard it in their hearts, and only temporarily believed Oss. After all, the Terrans appeared for a short time, only about three thousand years in total. And the news that Oss brought about that terrifying and dangerous legion was last seen 10,000 years ago!

Compared to Queldore, the envoys looked at Osdi differently. This can already be seen from the adoring gaze of the Prince of Arthas. All night, the young prince's eyes were almost full of sparkling Venus!

Once upon a time, when did the Terrans face Quirdore, when did such a negotiation method appear! Showing strength and talking in a strong style is absolutely unique in 3,000 years!

Even three thousand years ago, when Queldore, who was trapped in the Amani Empire, took the initiative to contact the Terrans to form an alliance, the Terrans did not forcefully ask for any conditions. More than a thousand years ago, the great magicians of Dalaran attracted the attention of demons because of their misuse of arcane arts, and they also politely invited Queldore to help, thus forming the secret Council of Tirisfa.

It can be seen that Oss has unconsciously gained a good reputation during this period of time......

But in the end, Azeroth is like this, but where the strong are strong, there must be willing followers and believers, and what they say is easy to be recognized and obeyed by the public.

This is the "hawkish theory" summarized by Oss in combination with the game cognition of the Earth and the personal experience in Azeroth for more than three years. And the reason why Oss did this, the root of which is because he has no extra time to waste!

Alleviating the conflict between the Terrans and Queldore is not something that can be achieved in a moment! Oss also had no confidence that he would be able to rely on the power of words in a short period of time to convince the proud elves to ally with the Terrans again and send troops south!

Fortunately, things did not develop beyond Oss's expectations, although in the Kingdom of Quel'Salas at this time, there were almost no elves who had personally experienced the ancient war, but the race of Queldore, after all, was a survivor of that tragic battle.

But in fact, in addition to the necessity of last night's approach, while in a hurry, Oss also had an inexplicable pride in his thinking, that is: "I actually played a handsome ...... in front of Alsace, Kael'thas, Gianna, and Tirio."

After really going deep into the Yongge Forest, this place can't be counted as a forest in the strict sense. Because there are not many trees here, even very loose, and the giant trees that resemble the great tree family are far from each other. However, the energy of the Well of the Sun makes these unknown giant trees grow extremely vigorously! All of them are more than ten meters in diameter at breast height, hundreds of meters high, or golden or red branches and leaves, luxuriant and dense, covering the sky and the sun.

During his journey, Oss also saw wild juvenile dragon eagles, meekly flying low in the grass and trees. I have also seen some extremely slow-moving tree people, staggering between the two giant trees. And those razor-toothed leopards that move quickly in a casual glimpse are somewhat similar to the saber-toothed tigers seen in pictures when they were on Earth.

However, even though he was extremely close to Silvermoon City, Oss did not see a single Queldore in the wild, which was almost inaccessible. At that moment, Oss asked Prince Kael'thas about it, who had been staying by his side, constantly knocking on the side to ask for information.

Kael'thas replied simply, "Arcane, gave us everything." ”

"So you mean, you don't have to do anything, just stay at home and study the arcane?"

When Kael'thas heard this, he nodded proudly, and he didn't hear the deep helplessness in Oss's tone.

"Prince Kael'thas, there is an old saying in our human race that life is in motion." Osdi's persuasion was not without purpose, and he knew how badly Queldore would suffer because of his fragile body, "It is true that Arcane has given you everything, Arcane has Arcane when you eat, Arcane when you drink, and even when it comes to cleaning, you all have magic brooms. But have you ever wondered if the Burning Legion is coming, who will be able to stand in the way and protect the vulnerable mages and civilians? ”

"You Terrans don't need to worry about this, our lives are long! And the Blade of the Morning Blade, brave and fearless! ”

"Yes, Chenfeng, but that's all I remember." Oss sighed, and didn't care about what to say, and persuaded one after another, "If I know correctly, your most powerful warrior now is His Excellency Salorian who holds Queldra. ”

"Exactly!"

"And Prince Kael'thas, what do you think of Lord Salorian compared to a demigod?"

"You!" Kyle Tsarston angrily thinks that Oss is using the name of a demigod to mock the warriors of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas!

"Listen to me, young prince." Oss looked at Prince Kael'thas and recounted the secrets of the ancients, while recalling the prince's bumpy life, "When it comes to physical strength, the wild boar demigod Agamagan and the wild bear demigod Usok should be the best, but they both died 10,000 years ago!" Even Maloon's neck was broken by Akmund! Only the turtle demigod Tutola survived. ”

"I don't know how these ancient legends have anything to do with our valiant warriors of Queldore. I don't see any point in this, it affects our quest for arcane lands. Kael'thas said unceremoniously, "And you, a Terran boy?!" You even call me the young prince?! ”

Oss stared at Kael'thas silently for a moment, giving up his intention to continue persuading. After thinking about it, he turned his head to look at the envoys who were not far behind him.

Turning around, Oss deliberately whispered to Prince Kael'thas who was proud to the bone, "That's why I say you're still young, Kael'thas." Do you really think that I, who knew so well about 10,000 years ago, was just an ordinary Terran kid? ”

Then Oss remained silent, pretending not to hear any more questions Kael'thas asked. Just when Kael'thas was angry, Silvermoon City finally arrived.

The first thing that catches Oss's eye is a towering golden cone-shaped spire, and on both sides of the spire, a pair of extremely striking golden wings are cast! As we got closer, the tallest of the towers, with its crimson dome and silver-white body, gradually revealed its full face. After that, many silver-white magic towers that were slightly lower, but still nearly a thousand meters high, began to appear one after another.

A few minutes later, Os, who was already close to the walls of Silvermoon City, had to sigh at the majesty of this Elven King City! The silver-white city wall is more than 35 meters high! East and west, no end in sight! On both sides of the gate facing north and south, two huge flags about ten meters long and four meters wide are hung high! The flags with a red background are embroidered with a pair of golden wings!

Kael'thas, who was still angry, saw Oss looking at Silvermoon City intently, and couldn't help but proudly mock Oss with Oss's words: "How? A self-proclaimed Terran kid? Not to mention that no one can break the Quel'Salas barrier, and who can capture Silvermoon City alone! ”

Hearing Kael'thas say this, Oss really began to think seriously, and then he thought: "You don't need the most powerful demons, the third man of the Abyss Lord, Blutarus, the mid-level general of the Burning Legion. With his strength, three swords can shatter this wall. ”

Before Kael'thas could retort, Oss shrugged and said, "Of course, you can all be told that I'm lying, and that's okay." ”

As he spoke, Oss did not slow down, and still rode towards the gates of Silvermoon City. Behind him, Kael'thas, who had been angry all the way, stopped. He looked at Oss's back and whispered through gritted teeth, "Osmar Garissus! ”

"Your Highness, this pink skin is really hateful!" A spellbreaker looked at Oss's back, and the look of displeasure was all written on his face.

"Just let him be arrogant for a moment, Selin." The subordinate cursed at Osdi, but it calmed Kael'thas down, "Listening to a lot of what he said, it doesn't look like he was lying, this matter is very important, and it must be decided by the father." But if he's really lying, he's deceiving all of Quel'Thalas! I won't let him go! ”

Almost all night of unpleasant communication, even though the current Osmar Garithasus, who is already a perfect fusion of two souls, is still strangely at odds with Kael'thas Sunstrider, and can even be said to have contradictions. Time has come to this moment, as if nothing has come out of the original trajectory of fate.

Subsequently, because of Prince Kael'thas , it was quite simple for the envoys to enter Silvermoon City to censor it. However, after entering Silvermoon City, the envoys were not able to visit this Elven King City at all, so they were taken straight to the post house to settle down.

"I don't want you to wander around Silvermoon City if you don't have to, lest it cause unnecessary misunderstandings." Prince Kael'thas stood outside the inn, far away and said coldly, "At the same time, I hope you will be prepared for my father to summon you at any time. ”

With that, Prince Kael'thas didn't give everyone a chance to speak, turned around and left the inn. And after he left, there were even four teams of lawbreakers left, guarding outside the inn.

Closing the door, in the hall on the second floor of the inn, the first of the envoys to speak was none other than Prince Arthas: "This elven prince is really hateful, he doesn't even look at people from beginning to end!" Brother Os, you were right last night! Without power, no one will listen to what you say! ”

Even seven-year-old Arthas could feel the pride and disregard of the elves, not to mention the adults in the legations. With the exception of Oss, Gianna, Tirio, Morgan, and a limited number of paladins, almost everyone in the other officers cursed, and the names "Long Ears", "Goldskin", and "Bastard" were endless.

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