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"Huh?" Anastarian Sunstrider was discussing something seriously with the members of the Silver Moon Council. But Alleria and Sylvanas barged in without being invited, interrupting their discussion.

During the conversation, many high elf nobles stood up from their chairs, surprised by their rude behavior, but Alleria ignored them. The only one she paid attention to was Anastarian.

The high elf king is old, even for an elf. His long hair has turned white, and his skin has lost its luster like parchment. He already looks very frail, but his voice is also the same.

Full of authority. Alleria will not shrink from his anger, she knows why she is here.

"I am Alleria Windrunner." She announced loudly, although most members of the Council here knew her. "I bring serious news, not only about the Alliance, but about us." She frowned.

He looked at the elves in front of him with his brows. "I have seen the tribes that humans call, and the orcs. They are real and powerful. And our mortal enemies, the forest trolls, have joined the tribe." The last sentence caused an uproar.

A mixture of gasping and anger. None of the other elves knew what an orc was, but they all knew about trolls. Some of them, including Anastarian himself, had participated in what happened in Quel'Thala long ago.

The troll war after the establishment of Si.

"You said that troll joined the tribe?" an elf noble repeated loudly. "Why should we care about this? Let those trolls follow this strange thing, and hope they stay far away from here. Maybe humans will

Help us kill them all." Many elves laughed and nodded in agreement.

"You don't understand what's going on." Alleria responded angrily. "The Horde is not a problem that we can ignore and laugh at! They are planning to completely conquer the entire Lordaeron! This also includes Quel'Thalas.

Here we are!”

"Then let them come!" Another council member, she remembered it seemed to be an elf mage named Darkan Drasil, mocked. "Our territory is well defended, and no one can pass through those rune stones."

"No?" Alleria shouted. "Are you sure? The trolls have now entered our forest. They have stepped into our land and killed our people. And the orcs are following them.

They are not as powerful as trolls, but they are as numerous as locusts, enough to trample this land. Moreover, they have already arrived here."

"Here?" Anastarian scoffed. "Impossible!"

Alleria knew that he didn't believe it, so she immediately threw out a package she was carrying. It contained a troll's head, with short black hair dancing, and it landed right at Anastarian's feet.

"This guy attacked me and Vereesa." Alleria explained. "It's less than an hour away from here." Now no elf laughed at her anymore. "They are right here." She emphasized again.

"These trolls have entered our woods! Killing our people! Many rangers have disappeared and will never come back. And..." Alleria bit her lip: "And the orcs are still burning forever.

Sing Forest!”

"It's so disgusting!" Anastarian burst out this time. The Elf King kicked the troll's head hard and kicked it to the feet of another Elf. His eyes became sharp. Aurei

Leah felt like she saw the great king again. All his weak appearance disappeared, and the whole person was focused on the current crisis. "How dare they invade our home? How dare they do this?" He raised his head.

, with an expression like thunder. "They must know how much of a crime they have committed! Gather our warriors." He ordered. "Gather our rangers, we will attack the tribe and drive them out of our forest.

"

Alleria was happy to see her king's determination and agreed with this arrangement. But she still shook her head. "The trolls are only part of this threat." She reminded Anastarian and others.

"The number of tribes is far beyond your imagination. The orcs are very strong and are a very difficult opponent." She laughed. "Fortunately, I didn't come back alone."

Quel'Thalas Borders

Turalyon was leading an army to fight against the orcs. He swung the warhammer in his hand and knocked one of the orcs to the ground, and used his shield to block the heavy blow of the other orc. After dealing with the two orcs, he glanced at the hand held

Khadgar, with his staff and sword standing beside him, is casting a spell to summon a huge storm to extinguish the surrounding flames. It will take a long time to complete the spell, but fortunately there are many soldiers protecting him.

He, Turalyon, knew that he didn't need to waste time worrying about his friends. He needed to concentrate more on dealing with the enemies in front of him.

Turalyon was about to face the orc who appeared on his left. Suddenly, the orc's body became stiff, twitched a few times and fell to the ground. He looked over and saw Uther's apprentice emerging from the forest.

Ran out.

"You came at just the right time." Turalyon raised his warhammer to signal to him. He was wondering why Nathanos was here and had many questions, but he had to end the battle first before asking.

Nathanos came to him and immediately shot an arrow into the forest. Turalyon was confused and didn't know what he was shooting.

"Don't rush to thank me, Paladin." He shot two more arrows in the same direction, "I also brought many guys, but they are just enemies."

After hearing this, Turalyon immediately looked towards the jungle and threw an ax, almost hitting him.

It's a troll! Many, many trolls came to the battlefield.

"What did you do?"

"Shoot their leader." Nathanos explained, took out three bows and arrows from his quiver and shot them out, knocking down the three front trolls.

"It's really yours." Turalyon was very speechless. Nathanos had brought him huge trouble, but it would be good if the trolls were dealt with here.

Orgrim stood on the hill and watched the situation below. He did not join the battle. Although he could deal with these humans now, it would be a waste of his time.

"Have all the troops left?" Doomhammer asked. Red stepped forward and replied: "As you ordered, we are leaving here quickly."

The great chief nodded, "Our remaining warriors need to support these humans with the trolls and, if possible, destroy them."

"But we don't have enough manpower left." Reid pointed out a fact.

"Yes." Orgrim turned and looked at the sky: "This can reduce accidental injuries." He turned and left, the tribe's real ace was about to come.

"We must hold on," Turalyon shouted, trying to be heard by as many people as possible.

"Nonsense." Nathanos replied beside him, and then helped other fighting Alliance soldiers kill the orcs in front of them. They all knew that failure would mean retreat. The only retreat was the forest, but retreating into the forest

It will cause people to scatter, and trolls will hunt them down.

Turalyon blocked an ax swing with the long handle of his war hammer, then lowered his grip and used the opportunity to smash the hammer head against the disgusting orc.

Khadgar finally finished reciting the spell, and the sky turned gray, and then heavy rain poured down, shrouding the entire battlefield in shadow. So, when Turalyon noticed a black figure approaching from the side, he thought it was someone at first.

A tall orc warrior. But as the shadow became larger and clearer, Turalyon froze, causing him to almost be impaled by an orc.

"Concentrate!" Khadgar warned, using his remaining magic to knock the orc away. "What are you doing?"

"Look there!" Turalyon replied. Now it was Khadgar's turn to be surprised. The young old mage cursed when he saw the huge figure coming out of the forest. This thing was as big as an orc.

Twice as big, his skin was the color of old leather, and he held a huge war hammer in his hand. It looked like an orc's two-handed hammer, but it was held by this behemoth with one hand. He was wearing a strange

of armor.

"What! Used on the battlefield so quickly?" Nathanos also noticed that thing.

Turalyon heard these words, as if Nathanos knew something. When he looked at the monster carefully again, the breastplate and greaves were tied together with thick iron chains, covering most of the body.

.

His two heads were exposed, and he was looking at the humans and orcs in front of him. Then he swung the sledgehammer downward, knocking down two humans with one blow, and then swung it in the other direction, hitting four other soldiers.

"What the hell is this thing?" Turalyon shouted, giving the orc who rushed in front of him a heavy blow, causing him to crash into another orc next to him, who staggered due to the impact.

"An ogre," Nathanos replied. "But with two heads, and..."

"And?" Turalyon was surprised after seeing the power of the ogres, but Nathanos seemed to have something else to say.

"And they can also use magic!" Nathanos dodged the attack of an orc, and stabbed the bow and arrow in his right hand into the orc's right arm, forcing the opponent to drop the weapon in his hand due to pain, and then quickly hit the orc's chest with a punch

Face, the force was not strong, but the orc's instinctive reaction was to close his eyes. Nathanos seized this brief moment, pulled out the dagger from his waist with his backhand, and cut the orc's neck in an arc.

Turalyon was amazed by Nathanos' smooth fighting ability. It was hard to imagine that he was only seventeen years old.

"Magic! Are you kidding?" Khadgar didn't notice all this. He stared at the ogre that was sweeping the battlefield. He had seen the ogre before, when the ogre raised his empty hands against a group of Alliance soldiers.

At this moment, Khadgar discovered that the ogre did have two heads, and then he blinked, suspecting that his eyes were playing tricks on him. He had just seen the ogre's hands light up with flames and throw them at his own soldiers.

He went over and looked again, and there was no mistake, the flames were engulfing his soldiers. They dropped their weapons and tried hard to beat the dancing flames on their clothes and armors, and the rain could not extinguish those flames. This strange new food

How did the demon do it?

"I'm right, right?"

"Awesome! So please tell us how to fix it?"

"Like this!" Nathanos pulled out the arrow from the orc just now, put it on the bow and shot it out, hitting one of the ogre's heads. Blood flowed out, and his eyes rotated in a circle before the head closed its eyes and lowered its head.

It fell down and drooped next to the other head. But the ogre was still alive.

"It's no use," Nathanos continued, continuing the previous sentence.

"This joke is not funny." Turalyon yelled at him. The ogre was enraged and rushed forward. He raised his warhammer and smashed it between Turalyon and Nathanos, knocking the two men away.

Several meters.

When Nathanos stood up in embarrassment, he found that his wooden bow had been broken. The ogre behind him stared at him closely and rushed over again. When he was very close to the human, Nathanos suddenly turned around, and at the same time his

At some point, a spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and he threw it towards the other head of the ogre, causing his brains to spray out. The ogre magician staggered, and finally fell at the feet of Nathanos.

"Holy Light!" Turalyon shouted loudly, and the surrounding soldiers' morale increased after seeing the ogre fall.

At the same time, row after row of elves rushed out of the forest.

Reinforcements have arrived.

The leading female elf easily passed over three orcs who tried to intercept her, and at the same time turned around and raised her bow to deal with them. She came to Nathanos, the two of them were facing back, and Nathanos could recognize him even on the battlefield.

This familiar smell.

Turalyon originally wanted to call her Alleria, but he stopped when he reached his lips. The other person was not the female elf she knew, but she looked very similar, and the other person didn't even look at him.

"Are you still alive?" the female elf said.

Nathanos knew she was smiling, but he liked the angry look of this female elf better. So he said: "I believe you know how to repay kindness." He paused, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Alleria."

The female elf's originally smiling face froze for a moment, and then her eyes were filled with anger. Nathanos mistook her for Alleria. Sylvanas left behind him unhappily to hunt the giants on the battlefield.

Demon, but she always felt that human being was laughing behind her.
Chapter completed!