Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Chapter 175: This is my beloved tribe (please subscribe!!)

The high elves sleep lazily and scatteredly on high tree trunks.

Their bodies are light and weak. Even though their skin and hair have lost the natural camouflage color of the night elves, they are still very beautiful and will not look out of place in the forest.

It's early in the morning, when the fog is thickest, and the view in the forest is obscured and bleak - the sun hasn't yet shined.

In the silence, the rustling of leaves could be heard. The sound was so small that no one would suspect that it was caused by something other than a squirrel.

But it was indeed something else, a blond elf thief.

"Your Highness..."

The blond elf thief shuttled through the gaps between the trees, then knelt down on the middle branch of an old oak tree and asked softly.

"..."

Kael'thas opened his eyes, and the nearby leaves appeared in his field of vision, swaying in the cold wind - he was lying on the top trunk of this oak tree.

"what news?"

he asked, not looking tired.

It can be seen that he got enough sleep last night.

"A group of trolls are coming here. They will arrive in more than half an hour!"

The elf thief's report surprised Kael'thas.

【Is it finally here? 】

He thought to himself, and then decided it was time for the elves to take action.

Late at night before this, the information about the Wildhammer dwarves was finally passed over smoothly. The news from the newspaper showed that this little ally was blocked by some teams in another border forest. In order to prevent those enemies Entering the Hinterlands, the dwarf troops who came here to support had no choice but to struggle with each other there.

This news made Kael'thas even more confused.

Are the enemies currently at war with the Wildhammer dwarves trying to infiltrate the Hinterlands?Or is it to block the support of the dwarves?

Tribe commanders, do you want to enter the Hinterlands?

If so, why do they want so many troops to come to the location of the elves?If you don't want to.So do they really want to wipe out the elves here?

But faced with the disparity in strength, why would the tribe take such risks?

What makes it worth the risk for them?

Kael'thas was thinking.Then I thought of myself inadvertently.

The commander of the high elves is their prince, there is no hiding it.

And their prince now only has Kael'thas.

[Kill me, what will happen to Quel'Thalas? 】

Kael'thas was shocked and realized the importance of his existence. To the orcs and trolls of the tribe, he was as tempting as a delicious fish.

The orcs will not underestimate the elves of Quel'Thalas. If Kael'thas is killed, the social unrest of the high elves may give them more opportunities.The elves are now their enemies anyway.Perhaps the orcs don't care more about the hatred than the benefits.Most likely.They wanted to capture Kael'thas and use it to threaten the high elven kingdom.

As for the trolls, there is no need to think too much. The leaders of Zuljin all dream of eradicating Quel'Thalas.A few years ago, when the news of the death of the high elf prince spread.The trolls even held a huge bonfire to celebrate.

Both have good reasons to pay attention to Kael'thas. In this case, in the current battle, it actually makes sense for these tribal enemies to destroy the elves.

[This makes people feel more at ease...]

Being able to guess the enemy's reasons is much more reassuring than not being able to see the enemy's thoughts...

The doubts in Kael'thas's heart were a little less.

But if this reason was true, then he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The smile was because he was protected by Mephitus. Not many people in this world could hurt him. The plan of the orcs and trolls was destined to be impossible to succeed.

The cry is that Mephitus cannot easily appear on the battlefield and face a large number of enemies.The elves in Kael'thas' hands may be in danger.

He didn't think that facing the power of the elves, the tribe would always let ordinary teams attack.

The elves... Kael'thas had been psychologically prepared to face the sacrifice very early, but he had not yet realized their innocent deaths - if the target on the opposite side was Kael'thas, then these elves would... Just sacrificed for him.

Kael'thas didn't want this, even for the long haul ahead of him.There will definitely be many elves passing away like this...

But he didn't want to at all...

Kael'thas didn't know how long the war in front of him would last.He brought the elves here not only to help humans, but also to ensure that when Quel'Thalas faces difficulties in the future, humans will also lend a helping hand.But more importantly, Kael'thas wants to protect Quel'Thalas. He is afraid that after the humans lose, the orcs will invade their country.Facing the triple alliance of orcs, trolls, and demons, which single race can resist?

Therefore, these elves come here to fight to protect the future and their homeland. This is a war full of glory...

Even if some high elves died, the sacrifice was worthy of respect.

[We must not let them die simply because of themselves! 】

Kael'thas affirmed his belief in his heart, then jumped down from the tree lightly and issued an order for the high elves to gather.

"Let's go meet the Wildhammer dwarves!"

He glanced at these blond and blue-eyed compatriots and said.

"Yes, Your Highness!!"

The elves answered energetically. Their eyes were bright and full of morale, and they seemed to have had no sleep last night.

This is a group of elves who have experienced battles. There are not many newcomers, so they all know how to seize the time to rest.

"Very well, let's clear a road first!!"

Kael'thas laughed, then raised his head and summoned the retracted Xiao Ao.

With a clear cry of "Ping", the phoenix appeared in the sky, fluttering its wings brilliantly, flying above the trees.

The nearby fog suddenly subsided a lot - before the sun rose, this phoenix was like a sun.

"set off!"

"Follow!"

Following Kael'thas's order, the voices of the elf captains in the distance also rang out.

At this early hour, the sound of chocobo running sounded.

Mephitus was running neatly on the treetops, and suddenly stopped, letting the elves below pass by.

In his eyes full of vicissitudes of history, he saw a painting-like scene: a burning phoenix flying over the green forest...

Blond elves galloping on birds in the fog...

Followed closely by their prince...

Keep moving forward...

【This is my beloved tribe】

The guardian of the elves pressed his hand on the old heart and smiled with crooked eyes.

Innocent and pure, it's like returning to childhood...

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