Shiryl and Zixuan reunited after a long absence, and were chatting with eye contact, and the long-awaited drama finally began.

A nobleman was shocked, and an inexplicable voice suddenly appeared in his heart, prompting him to open his mouth rudely, and the piercing questioning disturbed the harmonious atmosphere.

"Lady Aurelia, how many troops have you brought?"

Everyone's faces suddenly stiffened, and Aurelia's face darkened slightly, but she still said proudly: "There are four hundred elven mages, five hundred elven rangers, and a hundred elven priests, each of whom is a skilled player in a hundred battles. ”

The High Elves of Quel'Salas have multiplied so far, with a total population of less than 200,000, and this time sending a thousand High Elves is undoubtedly for the sake of the face of Anduin Lothar, a direct descendant of the Alathor Empire. Otherwise, it is very likely that Quel'Salas will only support a batch of armaments for the Alliance, as in the game's plot.

But this undoubtedly failed to meet the psychological requirements of the Alliance, and the crowd began to whisper, and someone couldn't help but ask in a loud voice: "Is there only a thousand High Elves?" What about the higher pros of Quel'Thalas? ”

Aurelia's turquoise eyes were slightly sad: "I'm here this time, and I'm going to bring a piece of news." King Anastarian and the Silvermoon Council decided that only these reinforcements would be sent, and that the rest of the armies would be used to defend the Quel'Thalas homeland. ”

As soon as the words came out, the crowd suddenly exploded, and all kinds of ugly words were endless.

"Shameless High Elves dare to betray an ancient covenant!"

"Despicable long ears, betrayal is their nature, arrogance is their original sin!"

"That's right, if it weren't for the help of humans, these lowly elves would have been slaughtered by the trolls long ago!"

The whole world knows that the Silvermoon Forest is the territory of Quel'Thalas, and Silvermoon City is located in the northernmost part of the continent, the geographical location is farthest away from the orcs, and the orcs do not have the ability to threaten the Quel'Thalas mainland, such an excuse will not even be believed by a three-year-old child.

Aurelia is not very good at dealing with such a scene, in the face of everyone's scolding and spitting, she is a little embarrassed, and she wants to explain something, but the facts are in front of her and cannot be ignored, and even the two elven guards behind her have become helpless.

Zixuan held Chu Ci's palm tightly: "Husband"

"Don't worry, I'm here." Chu Ci in turn pinched Zixuan's palm and gently patted the back of her hand.

In the crowd, Lord Presto watched this good show with pride, his heart was full of disdain, and the slightest provocation would lay the fuse for the split between humans and elves.

At this moment, another pure spiritual force appeared in the field, and no one except Lord Presto was aware of its existence.

A priest of the Holy Light spoke abruptly: "Fellow Citizens of the Alliance, please listen to me! ”

The crowd quieted down and turned their attention to the young priest behind Archbishop Alonsos Fao, who also looked at the apprentice behind him with a little surprise, as if guessing what he wanted to say.

Tulayan stepped out from behind Mr. Fao and stood in everyone's eyes.

"Fellow citizens, you keep saying that the High Elves of Quel'Thalas have betrayed the Covenant, but have you ever wondered what is written on the oath of the ancient Covenant! We humans have helped the High Elves defeat the trolls, but the High Elves also teach humans the mysteries of magic, and it's a fair and equal deal! Moreover, the original treaty was only for trolls, and did not say that if one side fights, the other side must send troops to support. ”

"However, according to the covenant made by Emperor Soladin the Great a thousand years ago, the High Elves are obliged," a different voice came from the crowd.

"Does the Arathor Empire still exist?" Tulayan suddenly raised his voice and scolded sharply: "The Araso Empire has become history, do we human beings still shamelessly pick up the dusty covenant and shamelessly demand selfless dedication from others?"

When did humanity become so cowardly!

When did humanity become afraid of the enemy, fear death, and even put its hopes in the hands of other races! ”

Tulayan's indignant words made everyone bow their heads in shame, so he softened his tone slightly, and his young voice showed a little steady: "Now, the savage orcs have invaded our homeland, the Stormwind Kingdom has fallen, and the orc army is marching towards Lordaeron, are you afraid of the invincible orc army?" ”

Without waiting for others to speak, Tulayan took it upon himself: "Yes, of course I'm afraid, even I'm afraid." ”

The crowd stirred slightly, and Tulayan ignored it and raised his voice again: "However, can we be afraid? The world is big, the world is small, the orcs are cruel and violent, think about your family, the parents who raised you, the lover who depends on each other, and your children, when the war of the orcs burns down your home, can you continue to be afraid?

Humble and cowardly fellow humans, please stand up, in the time of Arathas the Great, humanity has never been defeated by foreign enemies, thousands of years ago we helped the High Elves defeat the trolls, and thousands of years later, we can also take up arms and defeat the orcs!

Compatriots, forget the assistance of the High Elves, please take up the weapons in your hands, no matter how many warriors will be sacrificed, no matter how many setbacks will be encountered, we will drive those green-skinned monsters into the sea and drown.

The enemy is far away! ”

At the end of the speech, the crowd was still silent, and the spiritual power that controlled Tulayan broke away from the body of the little priest, and just when he wanted to cry without tears, Arthas suddenly stood up, drew the long sword of the guard and jumped to the city wall, inspiring the power of faith in his body, like a dazzling sun, and the immature voice echoed in the square: "Take up our weapons, the enemy is far away!" ”

With the first opening, the crowd boiled again, and even several kings in high positions were excited.

"Take up arms!"

"The enemy is far away!"

Old man Fao's beard curled up excitedly, and he whispered: "Take up arms, the enemy is far away!" Well said, well said! Tulayan, yours is there! ”

Tulayan was so embarrassed, what he said just now was not what he wanted to say, his body was invaded by others, although he resisted desperately, but he never got out of the clutches, and his body was uncontrollable.

In the boiling crowd, Lord Presto's handsome face was full of gloom, which was different from what the script said, but fortunately, the gap between humans and the High Elves had been created, as long as

Before Lord Presto could finish his thoughts, Arthas came out in time to make up for it: "Dear Lady Aurelia, please let me apologize to you on behalf of the people of Lordaeron, the population of the High Elves has never been large, and the fertility rate is extremely low, and sending a thousand elite troops this time will be of great help to us, please don't mind too much." ”

(To be continued.) )