Rise of the blood elves

Angmar wanted to take a look at the newly built defensive position outside the city, so he asked Princess Calia to wait patiently for a while. As a result, the latter walked ahead without saying a word, so he had to follow.

If we talk about which country among the seven human kingdoms is the richest, it is of course the maritime powerhouse Kul Tiras.Maritime trade has brought a lot of wealth to this island country, and also created a powerful naval fleet that spans the endless sea.

But when it comes to the average living standard of the people, Dalaran, a small city with a small population, is second to none.After material needs are met, people will naturally pursue the improvement of spiritual life and pursue art and beauty.

The aesthetics of the Dalaran people are deeply influenced by the high elves. From the towering mage towers to the private houses, you can see the strong high elven style. It is simply an exotic version of Silvermoon City.

While residents of most other populous cities were still suffering from cross-flowing sewage and improperly treated household garbage, Dalaran had established a complete sewer system hundreds of years ago.Even in places with the lowest land prices, you can't see sewage flowing everywhere.

This is entirely due to the fact that the city managers are all mages.

Not only are these guys rigorous in their studies, they are also extremely diligent in building their own cities. What's more, in the process, they are also helped by high elves whose civilization is several eras ahead of humans.

With rationally planned streets, shady green vegetation, and a large number of gardens for people to relax and play, Dalaran can be said to be the most civilized human city.

The main east-west road that runs through the entire city of Dalaran is very wide and can accommodate five large carriages traveling side by side.The flower beds on both sides of the road are filled with violet flowers that symbolize the eternal glory of arcana.

Under the influence of magic, the flowering period of violets is greatly extended.Bright clusters of flowers are blooming, echoing the light purple magic barrier in mid-air. In the solemn and tense atmosphere that permeates the city, there is an indescribable strange beauty.

When walking through a flower bed, Caliya suddenly said: "You know, for me before, this kind of bright color was a luxury. The sky was gray, and even the sun couldn't penetrate the thick fog. , The gray earth is full of withered and dead plants, the trees are rotten, and the flowers and plants are gone. It’s really dark and dark. They are beautiful, aren’t they?”

Angmar was a little confused. It took him a moment to realize that Calia was recalling the painful escape experience.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly.If it were anyone else, trapped deep in the core area where the undead are rampant, with no way to defend himself, and all he can see is an oppressive and corrupt scene, no matter how strong he is, he would probably be driven crazy over time.

Once a violet blooms, it will soon wither, Angmar thought.There was no response to Caliya's monologue.

Walking out of the heavily guarded east gate of the city, leaving the scope of the magic barrier, a loud noise suddenly filled my ears.

Outside the city is a defense line that is under intensive construction. It can't be seen to the left and right, and it seems to surround the entire circular city.

The dwarf craftsmen of the Kingdom of Khaz Modan are busy inside, while the dwarf engineers are manipulating large machines to dig trenches and build fortifications. The noise is caused by those big guys.

They all came from the alpine region of Khaz Modan. Because they arrived late, they did not move eastward to join the main force of the coalition, and stayed in Dalaran to be responsible for the construction of the outer defense line.

Before being weakened by the curse of flesh and blood, dwarves were earth spirits who were good at digging and building, and gnomes were mechanical gnomes with clever minds and good engineering skills. They were both powerful species created by the Titans to transform this nascent world where star souls were born.

When Loken betrayed his colleagues, the ancestors of the dwarves and gnomes fled south to this place with Keeper Tyr.To protect his followers, Tyr sacrificed himself to defeat the two pursuing Xeraki generals.Zakaz, who was killed by Angmar and others in the Tomb of Tyr, was one of them.

Guardians Azadas and Elonaya built a tomb for Tyr, led the elves and mechanical gnomes to continue south, and established Uldaman.The Titans worked tirelessly to expand the city, but their masters appeared less and less frequently, and eventually lost contact with them.

Endless years passed in a blink of an eye, and the two who lost their guidance fell into deep sleep one after another. When they woke up, they were infected with the curse of flesh and blood, lost their eternal bodies, and became a weak mortal race.Unable to remember anything that had happened, they left Uldaman one after another and began to thrive in Khaz Modan.

Dwarves and gnomes have inherited the advantages of their ancestors who are good at construction and are the best craftsmen and engineers in Azeroth.Thanks to the efforts of thousands of craftsmen, in just half a month, the first line of defense outside the city of Dalaran has begun to take shape.

But there is not much time left. In less than a week at most, the main force of [-] natural disasters will arrive at the city.There was absolutely no time to build a well-organized and functional defensive position.No one expects that these simple wooden bunkers, trenches, traps and asphalt ditches can withstand the menacing Alsace.

It's just the first line of defense.

Angmar's mood became heavier as he watched. The short-range artillery brought by the dwarves was placed on the city wall.Indeed, as said, the defense line outside the city could not block the main force of the natural disaster, but was more likely to deal with the millions of corpses.

He couldn't help but look back at the magic barrier covering the entire city of Dalaran. It was the highest achievement of Antonidas's magic research in his life. In the official history, it was this barrier that caused the Scourge to seize the Book of Medivh. a huge obstacle.

"I hope the Burning Legion will be defeated in front of this fortified city that is well prepared and gathered with strong men. You have been waiting for so long, Princess Calia. Let's go."

Angmar estimated the distance, opened the portal to the front line, and made a greeting gesture to Calia who was waiting.

In the evening, the light became dimmer and heavy snow obscured the view.The remnant army of Lordaeron, which had gone through many difficulties and dangers to get out of the Alterac Mountains, had already set up a temporary camp on the spot, preparing to rest for a night before setting off.

The army looked miserable and was facing a shortage of supplies.The patrolling soldiers looked tired, holding curled-edged weapons, and their armors were covered with scars.The soldiers huddled under simple tents that could hardly shield themselves from the cold wind, and gnawed dry bread around a burning brazier.

A few gryphons occasionally flew through the air. Even if there were no more pursuers, the Wildhammer dwarf riders from Eagle's Nest Mountain were still performing vigilance missions in the air to guard against sneak attacks by gargoyles.

The air was filled with the smell of oil. Angmar saw many dwarf aircraft in the camp. The dwarfs holding wrenches and hammers kept banging on the damaged fuselage, breaking the abnormal atmosphere in the camp. silence.

"Can I tell you how to get to the blood elf camp and the high command?"

Angmar grabbed a patrolman and asked for directions. The latter was so tired that he didn't even want to speak. He pointed behind him and walked away wrapped in a ragged cloak.

As soon as he looked at Caliya, the latter said "I won't bother accompanying you" and then quickly walked in the direction pointed by the patrol.

Angmar felt helpless and had no choice but to follow Calia at a distance. It was not until he saw her entering the headquarters in the center of the camp that he felt relieved and turned back to the blood elf camp.

After the coalition of tribes was officially formed in name, the blood elves, who were still unable to send troops due to internal troubles, sent dozens of powerful magisters to support the remnants of Lordaeron in the form of high-end combat power, with Rommath as the Leader, help these [-] soldiers walk out of the snow-capped Alterac Mountains.

When Angmar entered the camp, the magisters all gathered in the tent to discuss something, and Prince Kael'thas also arrived.The prince only listened to the reports of his men and did not notice anyone coming in with the curtain raised. Angmar found a deserted corner and stood to listen.

"His Royal Highness, Captain Dathrohan of the Knights of the Silver Hand, initiated the convening of the Supreme Military Council and invited you to attend. The meeting will begin in half an hour." After Romans reported the battle situation during this period, a The Magister stepped forward and said.

The coalition is composed of various tribes. The current members include Dalaran, the surviving Kingdom of Lordaeron, the Kingdom of Khaz Modan of the Bronzebeard dwarves, the dwarves of Gnomeregan, the Wildhammer dwarf tribe of Eagle Nest Mountain, and the Kingdom of Gilneas. The abandoned High Lord Darius Crowley, and the night elves who actively responded to the war.

Among them, the two major military commanders of the Kingdom of Lordaeron each have one seat, and the remaining member states have one seat.The purpose is to jointly discuss the strategic deployment of the coalition forces and formulate tactics after joining forces in Dara.

"Supreme Military Council" Kael'thas asked doubtfully.

The magister nodded, "It is said that they discovered an orc clan and hope to introduce it to the coalition forces."

After hearing the word orc, the tent exploded.

"What orc"

"No wonder that paladin initiated the Supreme Military Council. He must have been rejected by Garithos, hoping that the council would pass his ridiculous proposal with a majority."

"This is simply impossible. Who would allow those beasts to join the coalition? Don't forget, all races have suffered greatly."

"What I'm more concerned about now is where did the orcs come from. These green-skinned monsters are no less a threat than the undead."

Angmar was moved.

He suddenly thought that he had changed the course of history in the northern part of the continent, and that the Frostwolf clan hiding in the mountains was forced out of the Alterac Mountains by the overwhelming undead army.But what happened

Dathrohan wants to guide the Frostwolf clan to join the coalition

As early as when Gul'dan tempted the orcs to drink the blood of demons, the Frostwolf clan was the only orc clan in available history that all members rejected this "gift."They were therefore exiled and settled in the Alterac Mountains, which had a similar climate to their hometown of Frostfire Ridge and was far away from the conflicts.

Later, Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf clan, visited his old friend Orgrim with his beloved wife Draka and infant son Go'ir to warn him of Gul'dan's conspiracy. However, on the way back, he was brutally attacked by Gul'dan's army. Assassin kills.

The young Go'el also fell into the hands of the human officer Blackmore and was renamed Thrall, which means slave. He was treated as a gladiator and trained as a future military strategist to satisfy his terrible ambition and subvert the human regime.

Since then, the Frostwolf clan, under the leadership of the blind shaman Drek'Thar, lived in seclusion in the Alterac Mountains until fate brought Thrall to him.The last shaman in the tribe who still adheres to the tradition taught Thrall to successfully follow the path of the elements and became an outstanding new generation shaman.

Thrall succeeded his late father as chieftain, and together with Orgrim liberated all the orc shelters.

Orgrim died in this battle. Before his death, he passed the title of warchief, Doomhammer and black plate armor to Thrall. Finally, Thrall led all his tribe across the ocean and settled in Kalimdor.

However, most members of the Frostwolf clan were unwilling to leave the Alterac Mountains, which they regarded as their second home. Only Draketak followed Sal to the west.

In the near future, the tribe and the alliance were respectively established. Ironforge detected the whereabouts of the Frostwolf clan and sent the elite "Storm Spear Guard" to the Alterac Mountains to attack the Frostwolf clan in an attempt to curb the tribe's power in the eastern continent. scope.Drek'Thar, who has entered his twilight years, has also returned to his people and led the frost wolves to fight against the dwarves' invasion.

Angmar's thoughts changed rapidly. The orcs were already extremely powerful, and the Frostwolf clan was one of the most powerful clans. The entire clan was armed with soldiers.If the coalition forces can include them, their military strength is bound to soar.

The most important thing is that Hillsbrad Hills is full of the orcs' former enemies, and there is an unstoppable Scourge army behind them. The Frostwolf clan is desperate.

This is a noble clan that does not deserve this fate.

In case the blood elves will still have to join the Horde as they did in the canon.In that case, instead of being coerced by Sylvanas and forced to join the tribe, it would be better to make contact with the Frostwolf clan now.

Thrall, the chief of the tribe, was born in the Frostwolf clan and has deep feelings for it.If the blood elves can develop a good relationship with the Frostwolf clan and use them as introducers to join the tribe, their status and treatment will be far better than in the official history.

With the current strength of the blood elves, even if it is still difficult to eliminate the undead in the country, they no longer need to rely on external power. This is the fundamental guarantee for handling diplomatic issues freely.

Regardless of joining the tribe or not, making friends with the Frostwolf Clan is a long-term investment, and now is the best time.What's more, they are also a powerful help in the fight against the Burning Legion.

Your Highness, we should agree to this proposal. After thinking about it, Angmar almost blurted out, but after looking at the indignant magisters in the tent, he still held it back.

The orcs burned the southern forests of Quel'Thalas, killing many civilians in the outlying settlements.There is no compatriot in Angmar who does not hate the orcs, and it is unwise to promote treacherous views in front of so many people.

"Okay, let's all retreat and rest." Prince Kael'thas said. Upon hearing this, the magister stopped the discussion and bowed to leave.

After everyone left, the prince noticed Angmar in the corner.

"Has the Princess of Lordaeron been settled?"

"It's settled, Your Highness."

Kael'thas nodded, took the cold-repelling hot tea from his personal entourage, and ordered someone to prepare a cup for Angmar as well.

"Sit down and follow me to attend the Supreme Military Council in half an hour."

Angmar did not move, and was unable to speak a few times. Finally, he made up his mind, stepped forward and bowed: "Your Highness, we should accept the Frostwolf clan of the orcs."

Kael'thas' hand movements froze, and a few drops of hot tea came out of the cup he brought to his mouth.He looked at Angmar in disbelief and frowned.

"What did you say"

Kael'thas hated the orcs. As early as Antonidas called for the construction of an orc shelter, he held the opposite opinion and believed that the orcs should not be treated so well.

Angmar knows this very well, but there are some words and opinions that must be said.He explained: "Your Highness, the Burning Legion is our common enemy, and so are the orcs."

"You are trying to persuade me to accept those orcs," the prince interrupted.

"Yes, Your Highness."

There followed an uncomfortable silence.

Angmar heard the sound of clothes being rubbed. The prince seemed to stand up, and then began to pace impatiently.

"Angemar, do you still plan to say the same thing to the Supreme Military Council?" Kael'thas suddenly stood up, "I have just promoted you to the third position of magister. Do you know that this kind of argument Once you make it public, the people who once regarded you as a hero will immediately turn to denounce you. You are bringing disaster on yourself."

The servant who delivered the cold-warming tea saw this scene and quietly withdrew.

"What you said is true. But whether other races accept orcs has nothing to do with me. We can't, and neither can you. Do you understand what I mean? I hope you can take back what you said, and I can pretend that I didn't hear anything."

Kael'thas spoke to Angmar in such a serious tone for the first time.

"Your Highness, if I don't say something, no one will say it." Angmar raised his head and looked directly at Kael'thas. "Alsace is unstoppable, and the coalition needs all potential allies. The same goes for our clan."

Kael'thas smiled bitterly and said: "Is it the theory of the Alliance and the Horde again? I understand your painstaking efforts. But no one will accept the orcs, and the blood elves should not be the target of public criticism. Think about yourself, this kind of courage to stand against the current You should not play the role of a dissident."

"Your Highness, I hope you can allow me to attend the Supreme Military Council in a private capacity and contact the Frostwolf clan." Angmar requested.

Kael'thas let out a sigh of relief, looking completely disappointed. He waved to Angmar, "Okay, you can go down."