At dawn, the battle ended.

Kael'thas walked past the carcasses of the orcs, the human soldiers manipulating the sturdy corpses, the pungent smell of blood frowning him.

After a night of fighting, the elves were simply resting outside, and Onexia didn't know where to go, and now only Valera was still following him.

Jumping lightly over some of the crumbling walls, Kael'thas came to where Mograine and the others were.

"Those two legendary pros are dead?"

Before the person arrived, he asked first.

"Yes, Your Highness Kael'thas look."

Solas turned his head, his face a little pale, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

He pointed to the corpses of the two orcs next to him, presumably those two legendary professionals.

Kael'thas looked over with some curiosity, both of them were faces that he had no impression of, and they didn't look like big shots.

Which one is fighting with us on the coast? 】

He then became a little curious, although the elite orc left, but the orcs and trolls who landed from the sea were there, and Kael'thas naturally thought that one of the two orcs was the commander at that time.

If he had known that the commander was a troll, he wondered if he would have suspected anything.

"Neither of these people is very strong, and they should have just entered the legend for a few years."

Mograini explains:

"But that's why the three of us were able to kill them together."

The Hammerlord also joined in the battle with these men in the middle of the night, helping Mograine and Solas to victory.

Kael'thas looked over at the three of them, and Mograine looked the least injured, but his armor was almost damaged.

As for Solas and Lord Folstad, although they did not break their hands and feet, they could also see that the two of them had been severely traumatized by looking at their faces and the blood stains on their bodies.

Among the three people, in terms of strength, it is actually the lowest Mograine, but the paladin's defense and self-healing abilities are very perverted.

"Do you need a break?"

Kael'thas couldn't help but look at the two wounded and said.

"No, I can stand it, I'll have to prepare to reshape the city walls and tidy up the city in a while."

Solas shook his head, turned his eyes to the scarred city, and said:

"I'll pass on the message and bring back the people who were bothered elsewhere."

In the previous week, all the people of Riptide Castle had been arranged to live in the Hillsbrad Hills, and now that Riptide Castle has returned, it is natural that they should be returned to their homeland.

Although the walls of Riptide Fort have been greatly damaged, the houses and facilities inside are still 80% intact, and the people are not afraid of having no place to live when they return.

"Me too, Your Highness Kael'thas, I'm going back to Hinterland."

Lord Vorstad followed suit and said:

"It's no problem here, and without further ado, I have to get back to Hinterland as soon as possible."

Hinterland is their home base.

Kael'thas nodded, opening his mouth, wanting the elves to follow him.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Mograini interrupted them, then glanced into the distance with a smile.

Kalia ran over.

"Breakfast is ready."

When she said this, everyone was stunned.

Folstad and Soras, as well as Kael'thas looked at each other, a little laughing.

After a night of fighting, they all forgot that it was breakfast time. Even if these few people didn't matter, those soldiers would have been hungry for a long time.

"Let's have a victorious morning, then!"

Mograini suggested.

"Okay."

Several people laughed and agreed, and Kael'thas instructed Valera to take the elves to breakfast as well.

So, right in the city square, Kael'thas they were rewarded with a rare and generous breakfast.

There were all the leaders, plus a princess from Lordaeron.

"However, I can't imagine that there is so much food left in Riptide Castle."

Lord Vorstad actually picked up the barrel and gulped:

"Why does this wine taste familiar?"

Solas smiled bitterly:

"Riptide Castle has enough food for the whole winter, and in such a short time, those orcs can't eat it all."

"As for the wine, I think it was probably made by you dwarves!"

His face did not show disgust, and the successful recapture of Fort Riptide was the result of the efforts of many soldiers here.

So Solas was still very generous and let these warriors enjoy a good breakfast.

Of course, after that, he had to tighten his belt for a while.

Food aid from the north should continue, and he is not worried about getting through the winter.

"Your Highness Kael'thas, won't you have some wine?"

Mograini asked Kael'thas as he held up his wooden glass.

"No, I'll forget it."

Kael'thas shook his head, it would be a waste to let him drink.

"I remember that His Highness Kael'thas was still a child in the age of the elves."

Solas smiled and said:

"Kid, don't try alcohol too soon."

"Hahaha, Soras, you're wrong!"

Verstad couldn't help but laugh:

"Don't look at him so thin, but when he drinks, he is better than me!"

He remembered the last time he had a drink with Kael'thas that almost didn't scare him.

"He's a monster, drinking like water."

Carrying the huge barrel, Vorstad took another sip:

"So don't give him wine, that's a waste."

Solas's eyes widened:

"Really?"

Kalia also stole a glance at Kael'thais, his elf's slender body looked like a drunk person no matter how he looked.

"Folstad has said so, His Highness Kael'thas seems to have to let you take a sip."

Mograini was also a little surprised, but he was not slow, and quickly poured the wine and handed it to Kael'thas.

"That's what you're for."

Kael'thas glanced at Lord Forstad, not letting go of the banter that flashed in his eyes.

But he took it anyway.

A wooden wine glass that looks very large.

"Please."

Kael'thas nodded to the three men, who smiled and raised their heads and drank together.

"Refreshing!!"

Vorstad shouted, and it seemed that he was in good spirits.

"It would be more refreshing if you tried a little harder."

Kael'thas put down his glass, his face not blushing and breathless. Just as he was raising his glass, the dwarven lord was holding the barrel so close that it almost spilled on Kael'thas.

"Lord Folstad, you are so good at drinking, why don't you drink here for a few more days."

Soras's eyes suddenly lit up and he invited.

"Huh? Nope"

Folstad outright refused:

"Hinterland can't stay empty."

He seemed to see through Soras's thoughts, and said hesitantly:

"If you want someone to help repair the walls, there are more suitable people than us dwarves."

Mograini also nodded:

"I think so, too."

Kael'thas raised an eyebrow, and sure enough, Solas immediately came to his senses and looked at him.

"Your Highness Kael'thas, why don't you let the elves stay and help?"

In fact, how can the elves' building skills be better than the dwarves, but this is Riptide Castle, and the original city walls were jointly cast by the elves and humans, keeping their magic protection. Now to repair, it must be the most suitable for the elves.

"This"

Kael'thas was a little hard to refuse, but he still wanted to go back to Hinterland.

"Your Highness Kael'thas, you should say yes."

Mograini suddenly revealed:

"Before I came, Lord Lothar had a proposal that you elves not return to Hinterland so quickly."

Kael'thas was taken aback.

"Why?"

He was puzzled, it was impossible for Lothar not to know the importance of Hinterland, why did he seem to want the elves to do something new?

"The situation on the front lines is not very rosy."

Mograini's face became a little solemn:

"The tribe is pressing on us step by step, and if the war continues like this, then we may have to let the elves participate in the battle on the front line."

"To be honest, the elves' firepower has helped us more than we expected."

Although the human mages of Dalaran also participated in the battle, these mages could perform difficult tasks on their own, and although they also played a great role in the battle, they were still not on the same level as the elves.

The powerful collective spells and tacit understanding of the elves cannot be imitated by humans.

Seeing that the firepower of the elves could directly affect the entire battle situation, Lothar naturally moved the mind of the remaining elves.

"Therefore, Your Highness Kael'thas, if you and your elves are willing to stay on the side of Riptide Castle, it will be very useful to the Alliance."

"It's a good location, so you can come to Hinterland quickly when something happens."

"And if the front line is bad, you can also go to support as quickly as possible."

Mograine finished the words and stared at Kael'thas for his decision.

[Can I refuse?] 】

Kael'thas is helpless, Mograine has said this, and if he still refuses, it will be selfish.

Besides, if something happens to the front line, Solan Lian and Aurelia will also be in danger.

"Okay, I'll stay here and see how it goes."

Kael'thas promised:

"But, Hinterland's side"

"I'll protect you over there!"

Vorstad spoke, and he stared at Kael'thas with steady and relieved eyes:

"If you agree, then I respect your decision, and I swear to make Hinterland unbreakable."

Forstad admires Kael'thas for making this decision, which proves that Kael'thas is truly at the head of the alliance and willing to listen to the collective move.

All of them didn't know that the orcs were now targeting the runestone, so they decided that in this battle, in fact, the High Elves were the least necessary to participate in it. Because the elves' country is in the northernmost part of the continent, the tribes have the least influence on them.

However, the willingness of the princes of the High Elves to enter the battle made the people of these races feel their friendliness.

This is a race to be trusted

(To be continued)