Leaving the deep verdant forest, what appears in front of you is an endless highland grassland, which spreads downward and slopes into the distance.

Following the Hammer dwarves in the sky, the elves came out of the forest one by one.

[Is it really okay to leave Hinterland?] 】

Kael'thas felt the sun slanting down on him, quickly removing the shade left to him by the forest.

He and his elves, according to the orders of the Alliance Commander Lothar, must now go to the Arathi Heights to rescue the Riptide Fortress below, which seems a bit unreliable.

With them and the Hammer Dwarves leaving in large numbers, Hinterland will have the most vulnerable defenses.

Although some of the energy remained there, the Hammer Dwarves even armed the rest of the men and held Hinterland. However, it would still be very dangerous for the tribe to launch an attack on Hinterland.

But Lothar is a good commander, and he must have a lot of confidence in doing so.

Kael'thas didn't know that at sea, in fact, at sea, the navy of Kul Tiras had also received an order to mobilize, and now they were blocking all the sea passages on the east and west sides, and it was difficult for the orcs to break through the blockade line and attack Hinterland.

Moreover, the Arathi Heights will not be very far from Sinterland, and if something happens to Sintra, the troops gathered in Arathi will be able to go to the rescue faster.

Now that Hinterland is no longer the most important place, the Arathi Heights are in danger of falling, and Lothar must find a way to save it.

In the sky are griffins of similar colors, but on the ground are colorful white chocobos.

The teams of the Hammer Dwarves and Elves look completely different, but they are surprisingly unobtrusive.

Kael'thas rode a white bird and walked in front of all the elves, and behind him were two walking elves with relaxed expressions.

Onexia and Mephites, two men who could walk at the same speed as him, even on foot.

The old mage of the two simply didn't want to ride a mount, he liked to move on his feet. Kael'thas once asked him why, and the old mage replied that he rode more mounts when he was younger, and would prefer to walk more when he was old.

And Onexia, the black dragon princess now named Katina by Kael'thas, would love to try her hand at mounting, but she didn't have anything to do with herself, so she had to walk. On further consideration, what mount can withstand a black dragon?

She's pretty much the same as a mount

The speed of the march of the team is not very fast, and as Lord Furstad explains, it is a human force.

The main force of this rescue still depends on humans, whether it is a High Elf or a Hammer Dwarf, they cannot be the ones who charge on the front line, so the casualties will be very large.

The human contingent is also moving around, and the dwarves and elves only need to meet within three hours of their arrival.

But they are very close, and if they pass directly without waiting for humans, they may be ambushed by orcs.

However, this relatively slow speed did not make the soldiers of these two races happy.

The scenes they saw along the way made them unhappy

They passed through many human villages on their way, but they were all devastated, and most of them burned to the ground.

As they passed by, they could still smell the smell of blood and burnt in the air.

All people are not very comfortable, they are not cold-blooded animals, and they can also feel sad and angry.

"But why haven't you seen a living person?"

Mephites frowned, and opened his mouth a little strangely.

Along the way, they saw many corpses, which seemed to have been sorted out and burned en masse, but strangely, none of them were alive.

"I think someone saved them."

Kael'thas speculated that it would be impossible for the refugees to clean up the bodies themselves, so there must be someone else to help them.

And now the people who can help these refugees, Kael'thas is almost sure who they are.

Sure enough, soon, he saw the figure of the group.

Knights of the Silver Hand-

The knights, who had just been through the battle last night, were leading their horses and moving forward with many refugees.

From a distance, they let their horses carry wounded humans on their backs, and the refugees next to them bowed their heads and said something, smiling warm and kind.

This is the real knight -

Kael'thas sighed inwardly, and couldn't help but look back at the elves under him.

All the elves looked at the knights quietly and with some surprise

These people are nothing like the humans they know.

At this time, the knights in front also noticed their arrival, and they stopped and waited for Kael'thas and the others to pass.

"His Highness Kael'thas "

When the elves arrived, a young knight saluted Kael'thas.

"We're meeting again so soon, do you need our help?"

Kael'thas bowed his head and smiled slightly: "I don't think you will refuse, right?" ”

"Of course."

The knight's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the group of refugees behind him who looked panicked and sad, and said:

"Can we give some food to those who have lost their homes? Their food was all stolen by the orcs. ”

He pleaded.

Kael'thas nodded, glancing back at the elves.

This time, before he could say anything, the elven mages walked out of the group one by one and walked towards the humans.

They chanted the incantation, then made plenty of bread and handed it to the refugees.

"Give."

There are also a few mages, who have also made magic bread and handed it to the human knights.

"This"

The knights were a little surprised.

"Take it!"

Kael'thas said with a smile, looking at the empty packages on the knights' horses:

"Didn't you give them all your food? I must have eaten nothing since the morning. ”

The paladins were suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Thank you."

They nervously accepted the magic bread of the elven mages and thanked them sincerely.

The High Elves are known for their arrogance, and the Paladins have convinced them of this through their previous contacts.

However, now all the paladins have changed their minds.

Although the other party is arrogant, it is not bad, and being able to take the initiative to provide them with food proves that these elves have the same kind hearts as they do.

Moreover, they also found that the eyes of most of the elves were not as cold as they were in the morning.

They recognized them through the actions of the paladins and changed their attitudes.

But why did these elves have a prejudice against humans in the first place? 】

Some nimble paladins couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It seems that human society, in the eyes of the outside world, is indeed not very good.

"These paladins have earned respect."

Mephites watched the elves in action and whispered beside Kael'thas with emotion:

"Our people value the most important thing to help their fellow citizens."

The love for one's fellow human beings is something engraved on the soul of every elf, because they are supporting each other to get to where they are today.

The reason why it is a royal family is not because of its great strength or the nobility of its bloodline, but because this family has been supporting the development of the High Elves with faith for generations.

It can be said that if the family disappears, there will be no second royal family.

No one can establish the prestige of the royal family anymore.

Kael'thas understood, but he was far from realizing how many elven responsibilities and desires he was carrying.

Those things will only be understood when he becomes king.

"Where's Princess Kalia?"

When the humans had successfully filled their stomachs, Kael'thas asked.

He never saw Kalia and Bellukr.

"Your Highness and some of your teammates are one step ahead, and there are many villages ahead."

The paladin replied, a look of admiration in his eyes:

"Your Highness said that someone might die if you were one step late, so I went early."

Kael'thas was stunned.

"Then come with us!"

He continued, and then looked at the refugees, a little confused.

The number of refugees is small, but it can also slow down.

Kael'thas looked at the sky.

"Okay, I'll have them carried."

Lord Furstad, who had been paying attention to this side, immediately understood what he meant, and nodded very dryly.

Griffins can carry people, but chocobos are only suitable for lighter elves, so now the only way to do this is to ask the dwarves to help.

The refugees were carried into the air by the dwarves, and the procession moved on.

After 10 minutes, they finally saw Kalia and several paladins.

They were surrounded by dozens of sad-looking refugees, and girls in silver-white armor were crouching on the ground to treat an old man sitting on a rock.

A white glow spilled from her hand onto the old man's bloodstained calf, and the scar healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Belukr and a paladin stood behind her, protecting her like two bodyguards.

They found the elves' ranks.

"Your Highness, the elves are here."

Bellukr reminded Kalia who was casting a spell with her head down.

"Hmm."

Kalia replied, then concentrated on healing the last wound and stood up.

She looked a little tired, spoke a few words to a few paladins, and led the refugees to greet the large procession that was coming.

"Go over here!"

Kael'thas told some of the mages behind him, and the elven mages immediately drove the landing birds and ran to the refugees first.

The paladins who had joined the party followed.

By the time the whole party arrived, the magic bread had already been distributed.

"We'll meet again, Kalia."

Kael'thas sat on the white chocobo and joked to Kalia:

"Sure enough, should I finish breakfast before letting you go?"

Kalia shook her head, two short ponytails swaying slightly.

"I don't think so"

She smiled, then stretched out her hand:

"Can you give me some bread?"

"I just want to eat what you made."

(To be continued)