The sea breeze blew across the deck, blowing away Lanlos's long gray hair, which, combined with the melancholy of his young face, made him look haggard and vicissitudes of life.

At his feet, and behind him, were more than a dozen Salas ships with the characteristics of the High Elves. The gold-paneled crimson sails in the sea breeze, the streamlined hull is light and elegant, and the wings at the tail end are equipped with wing-like U-shaped wings that are inserted vertically into the water to ensure speed and stability.

The special craftsmanship of Quel'Thalas made their fleet the fastest in the eastern continent, and even the sea kingdom of Kul Tiras was once inferior.

But again, the lightweight hull does not provide much protection, and the carrying capacity is far inferior to that of human ships.

Understandably, however, Quel'Salas had not been at sea. In addition, the population of Quel'Salas is relatively small, and the supply and demand are not large, and all they need is the speed of sea transportation.

Of course, none of this is what Lanlos really cares about at the moment.

"Why, aren't you reconciled?" the dark green cloak fluttered in the wind, and Aurelia smoothed her restless bangs, leaning against the railing of the deck, teasing Lanros with a playful expression.

The latter turned his head and glanced at the dozen or so ships behind him, and shook his head silently: "I have expected this for a long time, the battle between Quildore and Amani Trolls is not over yet, and the Silvermoon Council does not have the kind of selflessness that will allow a large number of troops to support humanity at this time. ”

"With hundreds of people, at least my mission is complete. It can be seen that Lanlos was not moved by Quel'Thalas's extremely cheap support, the only thing that could be said to be unexpected was the Ranger Lord in front of him.

"But you, quietly take Sardora out of Quel'Thalas, aren't you afraid of the Windranger poking you in the back?"

"When it comes out of your mouth, it's not a deterrent at all. Pouting, Aurelia looked at each other from beginning to end, "Can't I really guess how you got the Sdomka?"

"If you let the humans know that you lost the sword of their ancestors...... Tsk, don't ask me for help then. ”

"Domka?what is that?What are you talking about?Why can't I understand a word?" Lanlos showed his rogue skills, but it also solved the problem given by Aurelia from the side.

That's right, humans don't know where Domka is, and as long as he doesn't admit it, no one can do anything about him.

Besides, I wasn't the one who destroyed the Sdomka, and if I want to blame it, blame the glowing tangrams.

Bite!

The long sword at his waist suddenly flickered, and Lanlos grabbed his sideburns and patted the hilt with a smirk to comfort him.

Despite seeing this scene, Aurelia didn't know the deep meaning of it, and she couldn't appreciate the embarrassment of the other party, and she didn't dwell too much: "Participating in this war is my voluntary act, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. ”

"As for Sadora. Touching the compound bow behind her, an unshakable determination appeared on Aurelia's face, "This is the Windranger and a symbol of Queldore's protection of the homeland, and what I have done has not violated this. ”

"You're really good at making sense. In the face of Aurelia's seriousness, Lanros didn't care at all, "But you should tell Sylvanas these words, after all, she handed Sastora into your hands, and if you are not there, she must be annoyed by the other Windrangers." ”

"They can't beat her. Pride appeared on the Ranger Lord's face, but after seeing the indifference on Lanloth's face, a nameless fire suddenly rose, "I warn you, whatever you want to gain in this war, remember the responsibility on your shoulders. ”

"Behind you are not only the troops promised by His Majesty, but also your compatriots, your comrades-in-arms, you are their commander, and they are also their support in the land beyond their homeland, and if you fail them, I will never let you go!"

"It's a nuisance. Lanlos's words did not deliberately lower the volume, hearing such a complaint, Aurelia flipped the table on the spot, almost rolled up her sleeves and beat him violently, "If you want me to say, since you have come here, then you will not be over to direct them?"

"Huh?" The clenched fist slowly loosened, and the ranger stared at a pair of big blank eyes, and it took a moment to come back to her senses, but she had barely spoken, and before she could say anything, she was blocked by a trotting elf.

"Lanlos, you can already see the coast. ”

"It's finally here. Patting the handsome elf with a ribbon on his shoulder, Lanros straightened his collar and walked briskly down the deck, "Come, Haduron, help me see what kind of hairstyle will compliment my attractive face." ”

"I'm not a barber. With a wry smile, the handsome young man who had become an adjutant again still followed closely with duplicity.

Seeing this, Aurelia bit her lower lip, fearing that she would not be able to help but spit on Lanlos's back.

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There are only two routes for the orcs to go north, overland over the Black Rock Mountain, through the dwarven territory of Kazmodan, and across the Strait of Sadol to reach the Arathi Highlands.

It is precisely because of this that Fort Rapids in the Arathi Heights has already arranged a heavy garrison at the end of the strait that divides the northern and southern continents. There is only one way to cross the strait, and that is the Sador Bridge.

However, compared to the Horde's army, the Sadol Bridge is narrow and easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it will be a terrible price to break through the defenses of Riptide Fort.

Even if the tribe had the upper hand, Solas would have ordered the bridge to be blown up, a wide strait full of reefs that would have completely isolated the orcs from the south.

Therefore, Lothar believed that there was a high probability that the orcs would choose the waterway.

The most likely landing site is the Hillsbrad Hills. The coastline around the town of Nanhai is a large natural harbor that is simply the perfect choice.

This is not only what he thinks, but also Lanros and his party.

Looking at the black dots that were getting closer and closer on the sea, Lothar motioned for the guards to be on guard, and immediately stood on a high place and took the telescope handed by Khadgar.

"Is it the enemy?" Seeing that the two of them were using binoculars and eagle eye techniques to reconnoitre, Tulayan silently grasped the holy book hanging from his waist.

"Nope. Putting down the binoculars, Lothar's expression relaxed, "It's a guest." ”

"Elven destroyer. Looking at the ships slowly approaching, Prodmore whispered, "Faster and lighter than ours." However, in order to ensure speed, it can carry much fewer weapons and personnel. ”

"It's a nice addition to our troops, but ......," the admiral frowned, "there are only six, and ten small landing ships, why so few?"

"Maybe more to come?" Tulayan looked a little excited, after all, elves rarely walk in human realms, and most people only know of their existence in books or rumors.

"It's not their habit. Prodmore shook his head, "They should all be here." ”

"Anyway, the troops they brought. As he spoke, Khadgar silently looked at Lothar.

The latter's expression was very mixed, with disappointment and excitement: "They are almost on the shore, we should welcome them." ”

As they reached the dock, the neatly organized elven fleet landed almost simultaneously, and a tall, soft figure bore the brunt of the leap and landed on the wooden dock, barely making a sound.

The smooth blonde hair reflects the sunlight, and the bits of light that shine like a dream reflect the beautiful and intellectual charm of the face.

Lothar heard someone's gasp behind him, and just as he was about to turn his head unconsciously, the charming woman who was enough to faint walked in his direction.

Her slender figure is slender but muscular, with quick movements and steady steps. She was covered in the green of the leaves or the brown of oak, her shirt was covered with a light chest armor, and her tight leather pants could not hide the strength and charm of her perfectly proportioned legs. The longbow entwined with flowers on its back is more of an artistic decoration than a weapon.

Due to her forward movements, the hooded cloak rose in the wind, and the whole person looked chic and capable, without any mud and water.

One of the most sought-after men in Stormwind, Lothar had seen all kinds of women, a handful of whom had counts comparable to those of the elf, but he had never seen anyone combine strength, grace, and beauty so perfectly.

"Ma'am. Lothar saluted as she approached, "Welcome here, I'm Anduin Lothar, commander of the Lordaeron Alliance. ”

The elf paused, frowned but did not respond, and instead turned sideways to avoid the eyes of the crowd. It was only then that they discovered the three male elves who had walked with her at the same time.

Well, it's understandable, after all, almost all around are men.

Reassuring himself with such a reason, Lanloth quietly winked at the human woman who was whispering behind the guards, and after a little satisfaction from a cheer, he stepped forward.

However, I don't know if he deliberately ignored it, most of those people's eyes stayed on Haduron beside him.

"Long time no see, Sir Lothar, I, Lanloth, salute you in the name of Anastarian Sunchaser and the Silvermoon Council. ”

"Allow me to introduce you to my companions, Haduron Mingyi, Aslan Magic Spring, and this husband...... This lady, Aurelia Windranger. Feeling a murderous gaze, Lanlos changed his words without a trace.

"On behalf of the Lordaeron Alliance, I welcome you. Lothar also turned sideways to introduce the people around him, and then he asked solemnly, "Forgive me for my presumptuousness, but I must ask, is this all the assistance that Quel'Salas has provided?"

Lanlos looked behind him, hundreds of elves were quietly in formation, meticulously ready to go, but compared to the soldiers on the human side who crowded the entire dock, it seemed too thin.

"As you can see. Lanlos was not embarrassed, and explained in bland words, "Quel'Thalas is still facing a troll infestation, and the tribe is not threatening the forest ...... of Quel'Thalas."