While Zur was still watching the tide of battle in Northrend, Salaen and Valera had quietly infiltrated the Frosttrolls' capital, Gudak.

Gudak is a majestic city with a deep troll architectural style, and due to the extremely cold climate of the Zudak region, the core of Gudak is located relatively warmly underground.

With the current strength of Saraian and Valeera, as well as their understanding of various skills beyond the level of mortals, they can swagger and smash the Yellow Dragon as long as they turn on stealth.

Compared to the frontline of Daxalon's fortress, which is in full swing, Gudak, the capital of frost trolls, is relatively stable.

Although it was inevitable that a large number of Xunmenglong convoys responsible for transporting logistics supplies were ushered in, at least there was no obvious panic in the city.

With most of the higher-ups sent to the front lines by Malak, the Lord of Frost, the more they walked to the heart of the palace, the more deserted Saljan and Valilla became.

Sarren and Valeera, who had fought forest trolls for a long time, were able to understand the troll language.

The Frost Trolls' language is generally not much different from that of the Forest Trolls, except for slight differences in some spoken dialects, such as the Kalimdor spoken by the Salas and Night Elves.

Shi Shiran sneaked over all the way, and the two did not encounter any obstacles.

Perhaps because he didn't expect the enemy to penetrate deep into his own heart, Malak was a little overconfident in Gudak's defensive strength.

On the way deep into the core area, the two found a number of forbidden totems with anti-stealth abilities, but these things were of little use to Valeera, who had mastered the ability to travel in space.

With Valeera's current ability, long-distance spatial teleportation is not enough, but spatial movement within the eye is effortless, and she can easily cross the effective anti-concealment range centered on the forbidden totem with Saljan.

According to the information that the two of them heard along the way, they arrived at the right time.

As the battle on the front line gradually heats up, Malak, the king of frost trolls, will also rush to the front line to supervise the battle in person in the near future, and if necessary, he will also carry his tomahawk and rush into the battlefield to kill the enemy himself.

In the barrage, this kind of situation of the king rushing to the front line is rather nonsense, but in Azeroth, this is a normal thing.

This is one of the reasons why the mortality rate of the kings of Azeroth remains high.

Malak was now in his throne hall directing the palace guards to pack their bags, and the next morning he would leave Gudak to drive the army in person, boost the morale of the army at the front, and try to take advantage of this short period of high morale to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

There is a saying in the barrage that goes well, one blow up, then decline, and three exhaustion.

Morale, a more metaphysical thing, is not constant.

Malak personally rushing to the front line can indeed fight a wave of chicken blood for the frost trolls in a short period of time, but if they still can't attack for a long time, the high morale will fall back again.

Although I don't want to see that happen from the bottom of my heart, if I really can't attack it...... Malak was about to start thinking about withdrawing from the armistice while the situation was not too bad.

So far, the Frost Trolls have not suffered any major losses, but the land around the fortress of Daxalon has been shattered.

These lands now belong to the High Elves, and they can't be taken back for the time being anyway, and the cub doesn't feel sorry for the Ye Tian, and it just makes the High Elves spend resources to rebuild, and Dhaka will not lose anything.

Zandalara's ambassador was standing in front of Malak at this point, and he was also encouraging Malak to decide the victory.

However, unlike Malak, who made two preparations, Zandalar hoped that Dhakara would inflict a lot of losses on the High Elves on the premise of paying a huge sacrifice.

The emissary cleverly appealed to Malak not to bow down to the High Elves again, as this would damage the face and prestige of all trolls.

"Lord of Frost, I admire your courage."

An unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared beside Malak, and the slightly strange accent made Malak's heart chill, and he subconsciously reached for the weapon rack next to the throne.

"Wow~ Don't move, it won't be good if I hurt you."

The sharp blade of the sword rested on Malak's neck, forcing him to stop.

At the same time, Ambassador Zandala, who had been talking nonsense before, froze in place, and the touch of the tip of the knife from his vest made him dare not move at all.

"Introduce yourself."

Stepping out of the curtain of shadows raised by Valera, Saljan said with a formulaic polite smile to Malak, whose eyes were constantly rolling, "I am Grand Duke Quel'Salas, Saljan Deepshadow, and that one over there is my confidante Valilla Sangunar. ”

"Malak, Lord of Frost, it's a pleasure to see you in person."

"Saljan Deep Shadow ......" Malak's boy Kong winced, "I see, you are the one who instigated the High Elves to take the fortress of Daxsalon from us in the first place!" ”

"Heh~" Salian chuckled disapprerovingly: "It turns out that Your Excellency has heard of my name, and it is an honor." ”

"We don't have much time, so let's get down to business."

Sareen raised his sword slightly, forcing Malak to turn his gaze to the pretended calm messenger of Zandalara.

"Last time, it was Zandalar who instigated it behind his back, and this time again, why don't you have a long memory? It's so funny to be cannon fodder in someone else's hands? ”

The Zandala envoy's face changed, and he hurriedly explained, "Great Chief, don't listen to this man's provocation, we...... Not! ”

The coercion that enveloped the palace choked the unfinished words of the Zandalar envoy in his throat, and the palace guards who rushed in with their weapons also seemed to be under the pressure of a thousand jun, and without exception, they were sweating profusely and half-kneeling on the ground.

Sarjan, whose eyes had turned into dragon children, said indifferently to the shocked Zandalar messenger, "Have I allowed you to speak? Shut up. ”

'Long Wei? ’

Malak's eyes flashed with thought, and he remembered a secret piece of information he had heard from the emissary of Zandalar not long ago.

"Grand Duke of Deep Shadow, as a dignified demigod, it is inevitable that you are personally responsible for this kind of infiltration and assassination work, right?"

"Oh?" Sarenan looked at Malak with interest, who was controlled by others but could still talk eloquently: "To be honest, I didn't actually plan to participate in this war at first. ”

"I even ...... to Stella That is, the blue dragon you know has given instructions that as long as Tokari does not take action herself, there is no need for her to stand up and reveal her identity, and mortal affairs will be solved by mortals. ”

"But...... Since you used the demigod Loa unruly first, then don't blame us for treating others the way they do. ”

"How?" Salian sarcastically asked, "If you are allowed to break the rules, we will only have to knock out our teeth and swallow blood?" It doesn't make sense. ”

Malak actually knew that it was his own party who violated the rules first, but it was originally a habit for trolls to use Loa to help them fight, and Zandalar had also been rampant for many years, and no mortal race could sanction them.

Like Zur, Malak didn't expect the High Elves to come up with a reciprocal ...... Even more demigods, this time they are lifting a stone and shooting themselves in the foot.

Malak sighed helplessly: "You...... Or rather, what do you want? ”

"Even if you kill me here, Dhaka will never give in! My people will fight to avenge me to the last man! ”

Sarjan shrugged disappreciatively, "Perhaps, but ...... Is it really necessary for us to fight to the death? ”

Saljan flicked his free left index finger at the Zandalar messenger not far away: "You don't know Zandalara's true intentions, do you?" Do you think they were sponsoring Dhaka with good intentions to attack Quel'Thalas? ”

"Frost King, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and you should know this better than I do."

"Zandalar has twice encouraged you to attack Quel'Thalas, and what is the final result?"

"Valera and I have returned to the battlefield of Zuldaq after completing our important missions, and now you really think that you can turn the tide by boosting your morale?"

"If your answer is 'yes,' then ...... I'm going to need a more sane leader for the trolls from Dhaka. ”

Feeling the gradual strength of the blade on his neck, Malak pretended to be calm and asked, "So, you want to force me to negotiate peace?" ”

"Uh-huh~"

Sarjan's hand was slightly forced: "The war has been fought to this extent, and no one has taken advantage. ”

"In my opinion, it's better to stop while the losses on both sides are still large, so as not to fight a deep hatred that will never die, and then don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Besides......"

Saljan looked at the sweaty messenger of Zandalar as if he was pointing: "We are here to fight to the death, but Zandalara, a group of-stirring sticks, is hiding behind their backs and enjoying their success, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world." ”

"Emissary over there, I'm too lazy to ask your name, help me ask Zur for a word."

Salaan smiled meaningfully, "I don't know if he is still satisfied with the gift I gave him from the Wharton Desert. ”

"If Zandalar doesn't know how to converge yet...... Next time I won't just ask gentle questions. ”

"Oh yes, His Majesty Daelin of Kurtiras also asked me to say hello to the God King Rastaha, I hope that his condition can recover soon, don't let the incompetent and visionary villain continue to exercise power, be careful of the fire in the backyard."