Stratholme God

Chapter 524 Fierce Heat Up (1 more)
If it was the night elves before the Seamount War, Tyrande and the leaders didn't feel much. First, the dark elves are a relatively closed race, and second, their own strength is really strong.

Line up the mountain giants to block the entire barren land from west to east.

The tribe can't fight for a lifetime with the chopper team alone.

Now that the army of mountain giants is gone, most of the mountain giants and ancient war trees and other giant trees sacrificed most of them in order to arrange the ultimate defense line of the seamount.The Horde threat is real again.

This is a very helpless thing, the dark elves have a huge territory in the first place.

Such a large Hyjal Mountain Range, plus Felwood Forest, Ashenvale, Darkshore, Moonglade, and a certain island hanging overseas (the future Teldrassil), this territory is comparable to the former Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Such a large territory without sufficient force protection is fat in the eyes of other races.

It's fine in a short time, but when the tribe has survived for more than ten years and has a generation of children, troubles will start.

The sentinels she sent to scout had seen with their own eyes how fertile the Horde's female orcs were.Thanks to Thrall's policy of encouraging childbearing, female orcs of the right age are either pregnant or on the way to give birth.

When the tribe divides into two generations of green skins, it will be the end of the night elves.

As for joining the alliance, even Fandral did not have any objections to it.

The only thing that made Tyrande uneasy after joining the Alliance was one thing.

"I don't want to make bad guesses about my former compatriots. Before officially joining the alliance, I would like to ask, what kind of status will the high elves have in the alliance? This is very important, after all, we couldn't accept the Sunstrider Excessive magical experiments with his supporters, exiled them, who are now the high elves, oh blood elves."

The reality is far more complicated than the game, and the interests of all parties must be taken into account. If there is no balance, forcing one of the giants in will make the alliance feel uncomfortable.

McDonnell crossed his fingers and pressed against his chin.

He was very frank: "The Alliance is not interested in serving a group of research madmen who are still living in the past. Even if we have the conditions, we will not build another Sunwell or Eternity Well for them to squander. In fact, I just promised Kaelsa Si*Sunstrider offered conditional support for their restoration, and they split. Rommath and Astaro* took blood oaths and left with their cronies."

Looking at the parchment that McDonnell pushed over, which said the Alliance, in fact it was Stratholme's treaty supporting the restoration of Kael'thas, Tyrande suddenly wanted to laugh.

These magic lunatics really threw themselves into the earth's crust without forgetting to save face.

As always, dead-brained, just like a bird more than 7000 years ago.

It is enough that the alliance is sober enough not to go crazy with the remnants of high precision.

McDonnell added: "Did you see our Archmage Ronin today?"

"Ah."

"We found a nice mage robe among the trophies, and we decided to name it [Ronin Robe]. This is a good gift for the next Dalaran Kirin Tor Council Speaker."

Dalaran is going to be rebuilt after all, and there are so many Mages, which itself is just a need.

Modera is too wise to protect herself, and the other congressmen have no intention of being the boss at all.Luo Ning, the newly promoted Archmage who was born in Dalaran, is almost the only choice for the Dalaran Master.

At this point, Tyrande fully understood.

After all, this is an alliance with humans as the core. No matter how cerebrally palsy humans are, they will not allow the Elf Faye to dominate.Wouldn't it be nice to praise your own human magic kingdom?
"Then, can night elves be like dwarves?" Tyrande tentatively asked.

McDonald's smile was a bit mysterious: "At the Throne Council, each family has one vote. We are all equal. Only when the two sides have the same vote during the vote, as the commander-in-chief, I have one vote as two votes. "

As newcomers, the night elves must not be able to overwhelm the most populous and strongest humans to become the boss.It is completely acceptable for the dark elves to be at the same level as the dwarves.

When the general framework is negotiated, the rest of the details can be handed over to the people below to discuss.

In general, Tyrande is still very satisfied.

To target and suppress the Horde, McDonald set up Theramore in Dustwallow Marsh early on, and built Golden Sword Port in Tanaris. No matter how the tribe jumps, a standard pincer shape has been formed.

That's right, Thrall, who hasn't thoroughly explored the Feralas area, doesn't know that Feather Moon Fortress has been built for thousands of years...

What Tyrande admired more was McDonald's sweet mouth.

"I'm not a person who blindly pursues industrialization. My ancestors over there have a saying that I like very much-'green water and green mountains are golden mountains and silver mountains'. We can completely reclaim wasteland without destroying the ecology... ..."

The northern barren land development plan thrown out by McDonnell simply scratched Tyrande's itch, and his heart went numb on the spot.

In fact, there is no shortage of water in the barren land, but because the sunlight is too strong, the plants are burned to death.

It's not that the night elf druids haven't tried planting trees, but even small saplings can't grow. How can there be towering trees that can shelter from the wind and rain.

McDonald’s method is to arrange a large number of metal plates. In fact, the source of inspiration is the solar power station pioneered by China in the northwest. The solar panels on the top can be rotated to block the fierce sunlight, and then the gap below can grow food and plants.

Solar panels are definitely not available now, and this does not prevent making some simple sunshades.

As long as the first plants survive, the soil can be slowly altered.

On the other hand, the night elves urgently need a military buffer zone south of Ashenvale, and the dark elves are best at fighting in the woodland.As long as there are trees, druids can even turn small trees into treants to help fight.

It would be a waste to use the ancient trees in Ashenvale and Felwood Forest. The instant saplings that McDonnell talked about were the ideal cannon fodder.

Regarding these, the two sides simply hit it off.

Tyrande was absolutely certain that McDonald had definitely done enough homework in order to accept the night elves.

This sincerity moved her and the elf priests present.

If one party deliberately flatters them, it is probably a pitfall, but the current situation is that the Alliance also has a strong demand for the night elves.The most immediate need is: the original Lordaeron region needs a large number of druids to restore the land destroyed by the Scourge.

Whenever there are a large number of undead gathering, it will make there no grass.In countries that have been ravaged by undead natural disasters, the reduction of cultivated land is the biggest problem.

For this reason, the Alliance happily officially confirmed the legal status of the Sisters of Elune and the Cenarion Council in the Alliance, and agreed to let the druids preach in the human territory and provide them with protection and support.

This made all the druids shout, it's so fragrant!

Tyrande and McDonnell had a feeling that they had met each other for a long time. They chatted all night, and when they came out, they gave others the illusion that their adultery was hot.

(End of this chapter)