Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Smoke filled the sky and the earth, raging magic, and cracked land.

No one is groaning all the time, and dying all the time.

The purple halo of light moved slowly with Kael'thas. He sat on the white bird and wiped out the orcs with a wave of his hand.

It was as beautiful as a god, and when the cloak danced, there was not a trace of blood stained on it.

【why? 】

【no feeling...】

However, in this freedom, Kael'thas felt empty.

His eyes swept over the corpse of a recently dead orc who was looking at him with his eyes open, without feeling the slightest emotion in his heart.

"go out."

Kael'thas simply waved his hand, and the corpse was thrown out of the weightless position, while more corpses were corroded by the flames.

This indifference made him feel terrible.

The environment can really change a person. After such a long war, Kael'thas no longer even has any feelings about killing.

He doesn't care about the other person's death look or his prayers, as if he is an executioner...

Kael'thas suddenly hated the battlefield, because this scene made him feel a little lost.

He likes the tranquility of sitting and fishing in Yonge Forest, but hates the tranquility of killing on the battlefield.

King Saurfang's command did not allow the Desolate Land to survive. The alliance's morale was strong, and the addition of dwarves and gnomes meant that victory in the battle here was in their favor.

The tribe couldn't even last a day, and because of low morale, they retreated helplessly to the Searing Land.

night.The Alliance prepared dinner.

It's all dry food. In this kind of land that can be called "birds don't shit", there is not so much food to supply this huge team.

"Do we need to formulate a battle plan for tomorrow?"

During the break after dinner, Uther asked.

"unnecessary."

Lothar answered him like this:

"We launch a direct attack on the Searing Land tonight."

His words made all the commanders pay attention.

"what happened?"

Magni asked.

None of them received any advance notice.

"This was decided just now."

Lothar took out a letter of information and spread it on the ground to explain:

"Message from Daelin Proudmoore. He destroyed many orc troops for us, and at the same time forced Orgrim to land below."

His face was a little red in the light of the campfire.Continuing to add:

"This is good news, but I want to capture the Searing Lands before Orgrim arrives."

Kael'thas frowned slightly:

"But after fighting for a day today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the soldiers to continue to withstand the continuous battle."

Even the elves.Now most of them sit on the ground to rest.

"I believe they can do it."

Lothar looked up at the soldiers around him and said solemnly:

"And it's not just us. The orcs are tired too."

"There weren't many orcs in the Searing Canyon originally, but now they all retreated from the desolate land. Compared with the fatigue, both sides are about the same."

He didn't say it too harshly, because orcs were actually much more tired than humans.

The land is broken and desolate. The Searing Canyon is very similar to the Desolate Land and the Burning Plains further below. The three are almost barren of vegetation and the heat wave is overwhelming.

In these three areas, except for the Burning Plains, there are usually not many people in the other two places.

Even if the orcs have occupied this place for a long time.But they don't have many troops here. Therefore, almost all the defense forces in the deserted land today retreated from the north.

These are the troops who have been pressed here from the wetlands by the Alliance. Talking about fatigue.Far more than ten times the league.

The dwarves and gnomes of the Alliance are new and energetic teams that have recently joined.

After a brief thought, Kael'thas and others understood Lothar's confidence, and did not resist excessively.

They took the time to enjoy their hard-earned rest, and then just two hours later.They quickly launched an attack before the orcs could react.

Attacking in the dark looks incredible.

But the moonlight tonight is unexpectedly bright. On the open road, even if the war breaks out, the enemy can be distinguished.

The paladins ran to the front, silver light guiding the way.

The elves stood in the middle, and the shining magic light made the night appear bright.

From the fighting roars of humans and orcs, you can tell which side has the upper hand just by listening to your ears.

Kael'thas led a group of human soldiers to stand on the side to prevent the orcs from sneak attacks and disrupting the team.

His action was evidently necessary, for soon a powerful party came running towards him.

"Wow!"

When his soldiers connected with the orcs, a tall and majestic body quickly broke into Kael'thas' purple halo of light.

"Huh? What is this!?"

His steps were frivolous and he was about to float.

The orc suddenly roared and stomped on the ground, maintaining his stability.

"For the first time, someone is not controlled by my weightless stance."

Kael'thas said to the orc, looking at him with some caution.

This is an orc who is over mid-year-old. You can see slight white hair, but his green body looks unusually burly.

Being able to withstand the buoyancy of a weightless position, this orc's strength could never be lower than Kael'thas.

"Who are you? A powerful orc?"

Kael'thas was not impressed by this middle-aged orc, so he asked.

"Brox Shiga."

"Broxshigar Saurfang!"

The orc spoke a name that made Kael'thas awe-inspiring.

"Broxshigar Saurfang..."

He murmured, then recalled the orc.

Broxshigar Saurfang is a veteran, the elder brother of King Saurfang, and has participated in the Ragnarok Battle of Mount Hyjal in history.Outstanding achievements.

After Thrall, the new chief of the orcs, unified the orc tribe, Brox became Thrall's personal bodyguard. By chance, Brox was teleported back to Kalimdor 10000 years ago and participated in the War of the Ancients. .At the last moment of the War of the Ancients, in order to buy enough time for his companions, the old orc passed through the portal of the Well of Eternity alone, and relied on the ax blessed by the King of the Forest.Cutting down Sargeras, the master of the Burning Legion.

This is an old orc who will become a hero for both the Alliance and the Horde.

Kael'thas didn't know where the future would go, but he knew that this old orc could not die easily.

"I am Kael'thas. Kael'thas Sunstrider."

Kael'thas sat on the white chocobo and gave a slight salute to Brox Shiga:

"Quel'Thalas—the prince of the high elves."

"Mighty orc, can you leave with your team?"

He then spoke up.

But these words made Broxshiga feel very ridiculous.

"You're so funny."

Broxshiga looked at the elf prince who saluted him.He had a good feeling in his heart, but this did not hinder his behavior:

"You are killing my people, how can I leave?"

He raised his weapon, a simple battle axe.

"Come, Elf Prince, pay for your crimes!"

Although the weightless position affected Broxshiga's movements, it did not make him doubt his victory.

Kael'thas knew that the orc was more powerful than he was.

"You are stronger than me, but you can't kill me."

Kael'thas said, he waved his hand gently, and the purple weightless stance suddenly disappeared.

Brox Shiga looked at him in a daze.Then an elf girl appeared next to Kael'thas.

A legendary girl...

"Her name is Lor'themar."

Kael'thas raised his lips:

"With the two of us here, you can't get anything cheap."

He could see that although Brox Shiga was powerful, he had not yet entered the holy level.

Lor'themar and him join forces, and they are enough to resist this orc.

"you're right."

Broxhiga narrowed his eyes.nodded:

"But that's still not a reason!"

He held an ax and rushed towards Kael'thas.

【Disband. 】

Kael'thas waved his hand to dismiss his mount, and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

Lor'themar also jumped away.

The female ranger landed on the ground, standing right next to where Kael'thas appeared.

"You should not fight in this war, it is not a glorious war."

Kael'thas looked at Broxshigar.Still smiling calmly:

"Your race was controlled by demons and warlocks. The current results are entirely your own fault."

His words stopped Broxshiga in his tracks.

"Warlock..."

The orc warrior looked at Kael'thas with stern eyes:

"How do you know so much!"

"I know a lot."

Kael'thas looked back at him nonchalantly:

"Your brother, King Saurfang, named his son 'Dranosh', which means 'Heart of Draenor', and he will not let those warlocks take him away."

This was a secret thing that only a few people in Broxxi knew, but Kael'thas said it without hesitation.

His words were like a storm raging in Broxxi's heart, making his whole body tremble.

"Are you the devil?"

Broxxi asked in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"I told you that I am the prince of the high elves, the race most at odds with demons."

Kael'thas shook his head.

"Go back, Broxxi, and take your soldiers back."

He looked at the battlefield where the fighting was taking place with a hint of melancholy and whispered.

"This war is not your hope."

"give up..."

Go back, then stop your violent resistance and accept the fate of failure.

"You will not be plunged into eternal darkness."

"When the time comes, I will personally cast that hope for you."

"Restore your hope of glory and nobility."

Kael'thas never wanted to exterminate the orc race, that would do no good.

Only with the presence of orcs and humans, two powerful forces can resist the increasingly terrifying disasters in the future.

Whether it is demons, undead, or Deathwing, a single force is too small.

And the hope of the orcs is not Kael'thas's last retreat? RQ