Fuhang's words were like a heavy punch that had been silent for a long time, and suddenly burst out.

The elves present were already wavering in their hearts, after all, this choice was a decision related to the future fate of the Night Elves.

Once again, the elves were silent.

"Even if you've helped us a lot of Night Elves, it's time for us to discuss internal affairs, so please don't say anything about you, an outsider." MacArthur's lips trembled slightly.

Indeed, if he walked out of the Moonlight Altar alone today. Whatever the outcome, he was a traitor to the Night Elves. For a traitor, there is nothing to say. Even though he was still a prophet, his people no longer considered him a prophet.

Fuhang laughed MacArthur's rebuttal. Fuhang watched the elves continue to sit here, and naturally relaxed. It seems that everyone here still cares about the future of the Night Elves as a whole, even MacArthur.

Malfurion was right, the current Night Elves have something unique about them. Culture, beliefs and nearly 10,000 years of accumulation. This is something that cannot be given up. If these beliefs and cultures are betrayed, then the grace of the moon god will abandon these betrayers.

In addition, selling one's soul to the Burning Legion seems to be no different from death.

The elven soldiers and prophets present have all seen Sartre's appearance. These satyrs were also originally upper-class elves and members of the Night Elves. But they who have accepted Sargeras, the power of the Burning Legion, have become so ugly and bloodthirsty.

Fu Hang knew that everyone was still hesitating, and he needed to calm down these Night Elf clansmen.

"Malfurion is right, everyone here, including my team, is a resident of Azeroth. We grew up on this small planet, enjoying the bounty that Azeroth has brought us. Right now. The Burning Legion is coming, these invaders want to destroy our planet, and we really want to watch our homeland turn to ashes under these evil flames. Obviously not, we, as the inhabitants of Azeroth, as the defenders of this world, have to protect our homeland and fight these invaders to the end. ”

"Of course, giving in will keep life going. But to live so humbly, to live without thought. Is it the life we should have? I don't think any of you here would want your life to be so bleak in the future. Everyone must understand that if this planet continues to exist, we will have descendants, and our race will continue. Perhaps, in 10,000 years, our descendants will praise us with such respect: Thankfully, our ancestors have successfully protected our world so that our lives can continue. ”

Speaking of the emotion, Fuhang and the elves present were all furious.

If it is said that Fuhang is very good at winning people's hearts. Now, then, Fuhang is entirely a call made by feelings.

This is not a battle between factions, and Azeroth needs to be unanimous now. Victory over these aggressors.

"Prophet MacArthur, I don't think you want our planet to be destroyed by war." Fuhang didn't want this prophet to be separated from the entire elven clan like this. After all, no matter which force is now equally important.

While MacArthur was hesitating, Ayshara smiled at the elderly prophet and said, "Sit down, MacArthur, perhaps we should discuss the next battle plan." ”

Fuhang turned his head to look at His Highness Azara. Her Royal Highness smiled, and this tolerance made Fuhang completely change his opinion of Her Royal Highness.

If it is said. When Fuhang first met Her Royal Highness, Her Royal Highness was a cold and stern king, and she showed her authority all the time. And the current Her Royal Highness is a wise monarch, and she knows what is the most important thing. As the queen of the Night Elves, all she has to do is gather the power of the entire Night Elves and do her best to protect her people.

MacArthur knelt down on one knee and said reverently to Aysara, "Pray that the Moon God will forgive me for my sins, Your Highness, I take back my words, and I will give everything I have, including my life, for our Night Elf race." The prophet was right when he said that our race will continue, and the continuation of life requires a glorious ancestor. And this glory needs our protection. ”

That's a big change. Although Fuhang was very reluctant to meet this prophet named MacArthur. But looking at his current words, it doesn't seem like he's posturing.

Probably, this prophet really valued life.

But life is not limited to the present, it is also in the future.

All the elves who came to the meeting sat on the moonlight altar completely, enjoying the blessings brought by the clear moonlight. The tense meeting officially began.

The bright moonlight connects with the starry sky along the light of the moon well into a canvas. On this canvas, countless carvings appeared, and these ancient carvings quickly gathered together, and a slightly glowing map appeared in front of the eyes of the elves.

Her Royal Highness the Queen, Aishara said: "Everyone, please see, this area is our Felwood Forest, that is, where we will fight, in the middle of Felwood Forest, that is, the city of Esarin, is our final battle, and our future fate lies here. ”

A faint glow appeared in the southern direction of the map, a green glow, and the fluorescence turned into a pointed arrow under the mobilization of Azhara.

Asshara gave Vasqi a look, and Vasqi stood up and spoke for Her Highness, "This is the southern part of the Felwood Forest, and it's where the trolls live. The arrival of the Burning Legion also made the Troll tribe feel threatened, but these trolls were still very concerned about the situation, and after the arrival of the Burning Legion, they abandoned the attack on our elven village and began to plan against the invaders. Just the day before, several chieftains of our Elven Clan and the Trolls had signed an agreement that they would fight alongside our Night Elves in the Clan! ”

Fortunately, none of these elves left, and if they did, they wouldn't even be as good as these trolls. At this time, these troll tribes are still living in a world without tribal beliefs.

However, even these rude trolls know the importance of protecting their homeland, and as a night elf with a splendid civilization, they are even more reluctant to retreat.

Vasqi continued, "These trolls are limited in power, but the soldiers of the Burning Legion have been withdrawn from the Felwood Forest, and they are now all gathered in the city of Ethalin. This will allow the Trolls to come to the front lines of the battlefield to help us. ”

Aside from the help of these trolls, this final battle still needs those key people to participate in the battle.

These key characters are nothing more than demigods and guardian dragons.

Fu Hang touched his chin and thought: I don't know if the dragon's soul has succeeded or not.

Halfway through the meeting, Vaschi finally explained the Night Elf's mission in this battle.

That is to break through the city of Aizarin and let the dragon's soul, which guards the dragon, shatter the Burning Gate.

To put it bluntly, it is to do the task of breaking the city.

The guards of the city of Aizarin, Fuhang is well aware.

The entire Silver Elven Army, as well as the Burning Advance Army, were in this main city. It's harder to break through head-on than to climb to the sky.

You must know that the pressure of confronting the Burning Legion head-on is not something that anyone can withstand, let alone it. The city of Aisarim is also home to Akmund and Manolos.

"We don't have many allies, and the demigod Cenarius hasn't left half of his body in the Felwood Forest, so the only city breakers are us Night Elves."

"Guardian Dragons need to retain their power, because it takes a huge amount of energy to activate the Dragon's Soul." Vasqi said.

Elven Commanders and Prophets are talking about it, although the Night Elves now have a regular combat army. But there is still a gap between the combat effectiveness of this army and the silver elf army in its heyday.

What's more, the current Silver Elf Army has accepted the power of the Burning Legion of Sargeras. The strength is better than ever.

"Your Highness, if it were only us elves fighting, I think it would be an impossible task to break through the city of Aisarin. We can't go toe-to-toe with these defending armies, and these demon soldiers are far superior to us. We need to outwit! An elven leader said.

Fu Hang secretly said in his heart: Aren't you talking nonsense. Thankfully, though, the elves didn't back down. Fuhang began to calmly plan the way of attacking.

The elf just now said all nonsense. But he wasn't wrong. If you want to break through the gates of the city of Aisalin now, you can't think of using a strong attack.

The wisdom of such a plan only increases casualties.

Maybe there will definitely be another way. As he pondered, Fuhang suddenly remembered the scene he had discovered when he infiltrated the city of Aizarin.

The Burning Legion garrison must be commanded, an abyssal demon commander called Warfield. In him, Fuhang once discovered that he was different from other demons.

Fuhang saw the outpouring of emotion in him.

This is something that other demons don't have.

Perhaps, I can make some articles on this demon.

"What do you think. Prophet of Navigation. Her Royal Highness looked at Fuhang.

Fuhang was thinking about Warfield's Commander right now, and he heard something from the outside world. Until Sylvanas pushed the sail up.

Fuhang reacted. "What's wrong?" Fuhang looked at the elves dumbfounded.

Sylvanas whispered, "Her Royal Highness is asking you what you think, what you think, and she looks absent-minded. ”

It turned out to be this question, Fu Hang touched the back of his head, and said honestly: "Her Royal Highness, I don't have any opinion now. Because there is really no good way to break through the gates of the city of Aizarin. ”

Her Royal Highness Queen Azhara nodded and said, "Maybe there is another way, please brainstorm it, because we don't have any more time." ”

Fuhang was once again lost in thought. At this juncture, is there any killer feature that is useless, or what characters are not playing!

Speaking of the mission, Fuhang suddenly reacted.

Damn, where has this kid gone? This guy used that device to tear apart the tunnel of time, so that everyone could go back 10,000 years, and now he has not shown up for a long time.

What Fuhang couldn't understand was that Gul'dan also did not participate in the Burning Legion. After such a long time, Gul'dan gave Fuhang the feeling that he seemed to have evaporated from this world.

There is also a turnaround, and Gul'dan can help himself. Although Fuhang didn't know the purpose of Guldan's coming to this world, Guldan's delay in making a move showed that it was not yet time for him to make a move.

However, Gul'dan once said to himself that he could help himself.

Fuhang thought shamelessly, don't help yourself. Just help yourself with this one thing, how to be able to break through the gates of this city of Aisarin.

But how do you contact Gul'dan?

This bastard didn't have any instant messengers left, and it wasn't easy to get in touch with him quickly.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm going to relieve you." Fuhang stood up and said cheekily.

At such a solemn meeting, Fuhang was the only one who could say such things.

Aishara acquiesced to Fuhang's words, and Fuhang slipped away in a blink of an eye.

It's not a way to stay in a daze at this altar all the time, and I'm still looking for a way to do it early, so that this thing can take a turn for the better.

Fuhang walked out of the emerald woodland. After walking for more than ten minutes, I came to a corner.

Fuhang found that around this corner, there was a green-skinned orc wearing a gray robe.

"Guldan, what are you kid doing!" It's really said that Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Fuhang didn't think about why Gul'dan appeared here, but walked over, thinking that he would solve the trouble in his heart first.

Gul'dan lifted his hood and said, "I've been waiting for you because I know you need me." ”

Damn, you waited so well.

"Say, Fuhang, what do you need me to do." Guldan said lightly.

Fu Hang didn't hide it, and said directly: "I want to break through the gates of Aizarin and destroy the Burning Gate." Of course, you also know what kind of creatures the city of Ethalin is now, and it will not be easy to break the city. ”

Gul'dan nodded and said, "I know that, but I'll help you." We take what we need, and I need you to win! ”

Need us to win? Fuhang was a little puzzled, could it be that Gul'dan, the evil warlock, felt the call of justice in Azeroth, and then changed his ways?

No! Gul'dan certainly had his own purpose.

He will definitely use this battle to accomplish his own ends. Although so far Fuhang does not know what Gul'dan wants. (To be continued.) )