Chapter 34 Whether to attack or to receive, this is a question
"Do you need me to ask the family to help me come forward?" Sylvanas said softly, looking at Carl with some apprehension.
Karl stood up, gently stroked her face, and whispered, "I'm not that stingy. But they don't need to come forward, those guys can listen to it, and if they don't listen, it's good to suffer a loss and learn a lesson. β
Seeing that Carl wasn't angry, Sylvanas snapped his hand off, "What are you going to do?" β
Carl gave her an appreciative look, and sure enough, she had a good understanding. Of course, he wouldn't deliberately let orcs in and wreak havoc on Quel'Thalas, "You tell the families of the Wraithlands to stay on guard, send your ranger troops out to keep an eye on the mountains to the south, and the Windranger Tower to keep an eye on the sea." β
"Mountains? You're saying these orcs will climb over the mountains to sneak up? "Mind the sea, Sylvanas can understand that the orcs will definitely have a fleet as well, but it would be too strange for the orcs to know nothing about Quel'Thalas.
Karl understood her suspicions, looked in Zuaman's direction and said, "Don't forget our old enemies, those who are hiding in the forest will be happy to take the opportunity to stab us." Quel'Salas is very strong, and if they attack our orcs head-on, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses, which they fear the most if they cannot replenish their forces, then they must be taken by surprise in order to achieve the maximum result with the minimum loss. β
Sylvanas nodded abruptly and glanced at Karl: "I really didn't see that you guys actually have some military talent." β
Karl kissed her on the face with a shy face, and said: "Near Zhu is red, close to black is black, it's not a general, you are wise and powerful, strategizing, wisdom beads in hand, I don't think about it for a long time." β
"Shameless!" The General shoved this shameless guy away.
Carl, who had long regarded discipline as nothing, posted it again, and asked Sylvanas about the latest situation, the compound bow has been flexibly used by the Windranger family in the new bow-making process, and I heard Sylvanas say that there have been many experimental bows coming out, and the family has produced several batches each, ready to be sent to the front line for actual combat testing.
Looking at the queen's grateful expression, "If you don't want to go, you can compensate me more." The result was a raindrop of fists.
Lordaeron, Hall of the Throne.
With the arrival of Archmage Antonidas of Dalaran, all the leaders of the human kingdom have gathered.
Terenus clapped his handsβthe voice echoed through the hall, and the conversation was halted by it. So everyone turned their attention to the organizer of the royal meeting
"Thank you very much for coming." Terenus began to talk, his voice easily moving through the room. "I know this request is urgent, but that's because we have a very serious and important issue here that we need to discuss, and time is precious." He paused, then turned to face the man standing behind him. "I introduce you to Anduin Lothar, the general of Stormwind. He came here as a messenger, or perhaps as a savior. I think it's better for him to talk about what he's seen and maybe we'll soon be confronting it ourselves. β
"Your Majesty the King." Lothar began his speech, "I thank you for being here and for being willing to listen to me. I'm not a poet or a diplomat, I'm just a warrior, so I'm going to be very concise. β
He took a deep breath, "I must tell you that my hometown, the Stormwind Kingdom, has fallen. β
Many of the kings sighed in surprise, others pale.
"He was destroyed by a tribe founded by a creature called an orc." "They are quite terrible enemies, about the same height as humans but stronger, with a cruel countenance, green skin, and red eyes. β
This time no one laughed at it. "This tribe has suddenly appeared and has begun to raid our borders repeatedly." Lothar continued, "But this is only their search force. We were taken aback when their army appeared. It is no exaggeration to say that they have thousands, tens of thousands of warriors - enough to cover our land like a shadow of evil. They are our formidable enemies, strong and cruel. He sighed, "We did our best to fight them. But that's not enough. They surrounded our city and ravaged our territory, and although we repelled them again and again, they eventually broke through our defenses. King Lane died at their hands. β
Khadgar noticed that Lothar didn't say how Ryan was killed. Perhaps he thought that mentioning the orc assassin they had trusted and considered an ally would affect his conversation. Or maybe it's just that Lothar doesn't want to remember that time. Khadgar understood the feeling, and he was equally reluctant to dwell on itβhe had considered Garrod a friend, and was saddened by his betrayal, though he had seen the prophecy with her in the Tower of Medivan.
"Dead like most nobles." Lothar continued his statement, "I have done my best to save his son and protect as many people of the kingdom as possible, and I have come here to warn everyone about this. This tribe is not the indigenous people of our land, and it does not even belong to our world. They won't be satisfied with controlling a place, they are aiming for the whole world. β
The same happened in the palace meeting hall of Silvermoon City, where Carl was also giving information about the orcs.
"So, this time the orcs are the common enemies of Azeroth, Quel'Thalas can't sit still, we"
"You're saying we're going to take the initiative to fight the ferocious and brutal orcs you call them?" A voice rudely interrupted Carl before he could finish speaking.
Karl didn't bother to look at him, but he didn't say anything more, believing that these people in the room already knew what he was trying to say. Unfortunately, it's one thing to be clear, it's another thing to act.
The old mage who interrupted Carl saw that Carl didn't look at him, and clearly didn't take himself seriously, so he said excitedly: "Let's not say that this is just your personal speculation, let's assume that what you said is true, then in the face of the sneak attack of the orcs, our troops must be stationed in the huge land of Quel'Thalas, and where are the troops to help the humans." The old mage looked around at the other members of the council and continued smugly, "So, Karl Sunset, are you coming to us for help as a human, or are you stating your wishes as a citizen of Silvermoon City, tell me?" β
Carl's calm eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, although he was a human being, but he grew up in Silvermoon City since he was a child, he was not a cold-blooded person, and he had long regarded every grass and tree here as his home, and now he was questioned by these corpse vegetarian guys.
"Enough!" King Anastarian stood up from his throne and stared at the old mage with fierce eyes, "Carl Sunset belongs to Silvermoon City, and he is one of our Quel'Salas, there is no doubt about that, there is no need to say it again. β
His Majesty the King himself came to a conclusion, and the old mage naturally said no more, and the King continued: "The orcs are from another world, and the replenishment of their troops is a big problem, and the search for allies is inevitable, and our mortal enemy, the trolls, can be sure that they will definitely join the tribe, then Quel'Salas is already involved in the war. β
"From now on, order the mage group and the rangers to keep an eye on the movements of the trolls and report at any time. As for the forces that support humanity? Until the human messenger arrives, there is no need to prepare for this for the time being. "Anastarian gave the order.
Karl stretched his waist at this time, and said slowly in a tone that suddenly remembered: "I almost forgot, that Lothar, the marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom, Anduin Lothar, he is the last bloodline of Arathi. β