Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Ambition of the-Stirring Stick-II

"Orcs..."

Slowly putting away his wry smile, Abidis looked at Kyrryth, as if he wanted to see some metaphor on his face, but after looking at it for a long time, he found that the half-elf mage was still just looking at him calmly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Orcs are the only race I've ever seen that can be compared to our humans, and to be honest, I was the one who supported the extermination of all orcs!"

Glancing at Arthas's surprised gaze, Abidis tugged at him. This is actually not a secret, among the members of the Silver Hand at the beginning, except for some outliers who were too clean, most of them were supporters of this kind of remarks, after all, a World War II, nearly 100,000 human soldiers were killed and wounded alone, plus the orcs at that time The policy towards humans was only slaughter, from the southern continent to the northern road, there were no less than ten recorded planned massacres, and the ordinary people who died under the orc butcher's knife were more than 300,000, a full 300,000 human beings, you know, even if the recovery and prosperity after the war twenty years later, the total population of the human race is only nearly 10 million。

They destroyed the kingdom of Azeroth, the most powerful kingdom of mankind, dragged down the kingdom of Fort Riptide, the mother kingdom of mankind, reduced the once most prosperous region of Lordaeron to ashes, and slaughtered the essence of almost a generation of humanity.

"Indeed, they were originally rich in warrior races, and at the moment when the shamanic doctrine returned, the magical civilization is not very weak compared to humans, plus the reproductive ability comparable to humans, orcs!"

Following Abidis's words, Kyris spoke, but suddenly the conversation changed.

"However, if I were to be replaced, I would support the policies of His Majesty Minethir, and even protect these prisoners of war!"

"Mage, it turns out that orcs are still very dangerous!"

At this time, Arthas took over, although he used to agree with his father's policy very much, after all, large-scale slaughter is still resisted by humans, or intelligent beings who have formed a mature social structure, but all this "goodness" is without endangering itself, and now, it is these orcs who have been gifted with life by humans have once again raised their butcher knives to their benefactors.

"I mean, Your Highness, you can think of this group of beasts in front of you as a flood!

Pursing his lips and glancing at Arthas, Kyris said with a knock.

"Lord Viscount, humans and High Elves have been allied for thousands of years, and this kind of friendship is no longer a matter of interest..."

Unlike Arthas, who looked ignorant, Abydis obviously understood Kelris's words for the first time, a trace of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and he quickly stopped Kelryth's words and said coldly. It is true that human beings do not covet Quel'Thalas, it is almost like opening their eyes and talking nonsense, but the problem is that the group of pointed ears in the north is not a simple vase with a long face, the terrifying mage legion cooperates with many desperate domain-level battle puppets, plus the legion-level ranger troops, Quel'Thalas's force can easily beat any human kingdom, or even several coalition forces.

"My lord, of course I don't mean those from the north, they are also my people!"

With a few black lines hanging from his forehead, Kyrreth quickly explained.

"Besides, there is not only one elf in this world!"

"Kalimdo..."

Hearing this, Abidis was stunned, and then looked at Kyris in amazement.

"Little guy, you're playing with fire! Not to mention how to let so many orcs cross the Endless Sea and reach the opposite continent of Kalimdor, even if they succeed in reaching where in the end, aren't you afraid that they will get a respite and grow stronger!"

"So, it needs a proper time! We need a green flood that will drown the enemy, not a scourge that will drown the entire world!"

Squinting at the silent Arthas, Kyrreth whispered in a demagogic tone.

"Kyrryth, so wantonly squandering the power of the Prophet, aren't you afraid of being eaten by time and space!"

Raising his head sharply, Arthas looked at Kerryth.

As the next generation of monarchs of Minahir, he has naturally been exposed to this knowledge, why the Kingdom of Azeroth was able to dominate the entire Southern Continent in the first place, and even claimed to be the most powerful kingdom of mankind, is not because of the existence of the human demigod, the Great Prophet, and the Dharma God Medivan, Karazhan's brilliance almost bears nearly half of the power of this deceased kingdom.

It's a pity that the upper echelons of the human race on the continent have almost found out about the disaster back then, which actually originated from the fall of this demigod, the guardian of the human race, and the protector mage of the Azeroth Kingdom, which opened the dark door and led the orc invasion.

So much so that many people are now beginning to agree with the damnation that prophets and prophets often pay lip service to, and it has also been proven that if you disrupt the flow of time many times, you will eventually be swallowed up by time.

"I don't say much, my prince, I really don't say much, and even a lot of things, I can't bear to say it, if..."

Staring at Prince Lordaeron in front of him, Kyrreth suddenly smiled, took a step back, and said in a low voice, but the meaning of the words was all towards the prince in front of him.

"Viscount Kelris, His Royal Highness has received blessings from all the mages of the human race who are proficient in the language domain since he was born, and there is even an archmage from Quel'Salas!"

Clearly feeling the gaze of Kyrris, this gaze that seemed to see through everything, even Abidis on the side suddenly panicked, stepped forward, and blocked Arthas, the Grand Lord of the Holy Knight said sharply.

"Oh! Let's not talk about this yet! Let's talk about the present!"

Shaking his head, Kyris didn't want to dwell on this topic in the first place. As Arthas said, he has always been worried about the reversal of that time in the dark, and this kind of causal entanglement is also the reason why Kelreth has never dared to stir up the original history too much, unless it is an existence that is too closely related to himself.

And the orc's westward crossing was originally a historical event that would appear, but Kelseth tried to push a few steps to speed up the process of this event, because in the future, this westward crossing, not only did the human race not get any benefits, but because of the inexplicable internal friction and cheating incident, the alliance lost the most elite navy of mankind since ancient times-the Royal Navy of Kurtilas, and the final fall of the tide stalker-King Kurtilas also led to the collapse of the alliance's most important ocean kingdom, Kurtilas, and in the major events after that, he was not even qualified to play soy sauce。

"Luring the orcs to rush to Arathi, although it can temporarily get rid of Hilbride's current predicament, but it is only temporary, the transitional indulgent orcs are wreaking havoc in Arathi, and it is very likely that a complete orc army will be cultivated immediately!"

"Hmph, I think you're more worried about the Grand Duke!"

However, Arthas clearly did not intend to give Kelreth face, and went straight to the heart of the half-elven mage's intentions.

"No way, everyone will always have a few friends who are not afraid of death..." )