Rise of the blood elves

In late winter, the northern continent is very cold, but except for the high and cold Alterac Mountains, there is almost no snow in other areas.Somehow this year, the Hillsbrad Hills along the coast have actually become a snow-covered land covered with thousands of miles of snow.

After the heavy snow stopped, the snow had already covered the feet, causing great inconvenience on the road.

The view is covered with snow, and the beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains is right in front of you.Occasionally, the cold wind howls, white snow is scattered in the wind, and the sky and the earth are completely white, as if the fog is so thick that nothing can be seen.In an instant, they were all gone, and the clear sky and clear earth after washing were restored.

The two were walking on the main east-west road connecting the Kingdom of Alterac and Dalaran. The straight and open road had a slight slope and extended to the far end of the sight.

This was once a very important trade route, jointly funded by the three countries, with countless caravans coming and going.Food and dried fish from Hillsbrad Foothills, furs from Alterac, and fine fabrics from Dalaran craftsmen were all transported to each other's countries via this trade route.

There are many villages on both sides of the road. They often start out as a small inn for businessmen to stay. As time goes by, more and more people come to form villages, and the services provided are also diverse.

There are also big financiers who specially build warehouses on the roads to serve as cargo transfer stations for their caravans.In the end, the Kingdom of Lordaeron simply set up a business store here, which saved the time and cost of doing business and earned a large amount of gold coins for the country through unified collection and sales.

Along the way, the two passed by several villages with empty houses, and no one dared to stay on the path that the Scourge Legion must pass through.All the residents of Hillsbrad Hills have been led to evacuate to other places.

Every half an hour in the sky, a griffon flying to the east to scout for the enemy's situation would fly by.

The two also witnessed a brutal aerial battle, but unfortunately could not do anything to help.

The two gryphons that flew back from the east seemed to have injured wings and were unable to fly. They could not escape the seven or eight gargoyles that were chasing after them, so they had no choice but to turn back and join the battle.

The Wildhammer dwarves held a storm hammer that could be thrown back on its own, and used the most exquisite riding skills in the Eastern Continent to control the Hinterland griffins and gargoyles to come and go, and finally annihilated the pursuing enemies.

The price was that one of the griffons was torn into pieces by the gargoyle, and the scattered corpses fell in front of the two of them.

Hamuul wasted 5 minutes because of this. He dug a pit in the frozen hard ground with his bare hands, silently recited the ancient prayers of the tauren, and carefully buried the dwarf's smashed body into meat paste.

For a long time afterwards, Hamuul remained silent and sullen, no longer interested in asking about the customs and customs of the eastern continent of Angmar.

After arriving at the open entrance to the southwest of the Alterac Mountains, the two left the road and headed east along the foothills.Small bulges could be seen everywhere on the snow. Angmar dismounted and swept his feet away, only to find all the undead corpses covered by the snow.

The further you go, the denser the undead corpses become, and later even the remains of orcs appear, some of which are still warm, apparently not long after they died.

"They were attacked by the undead." Hamuul said solemnly, and the two couldn't help but speed up their progress, and finally caught up with the migrating Frostwolf clan half an hour later.

The orcs formed a long queue, carrying supplies on their backs and pushing rough carts toward the east.At the back of the team were almost all young and strong male orcs. Presumably the old, weak, women and children were all in the relatively safe front of the team.

Angmar's appearance was not scary, but Hamuul's stride startled the orcs.The Frostwolf orcs, who have never been to Kalimdor and have lost contact with their tribe, would not know that this huge creature with horns is an ally.

Angmar was thinking about how to explain his intention, and the orcs serving as rearguard raised their spears, axes, and prepared for battle.

A large number of hunters also bent their bows and nocked arrows. Amidst the sound of tense bowstrings, they pointed sharp arrow clusters at the two men.

Hamuul spread his palms to indicate that he was not carrying any weapons, and said in the orc language: "We are not your enemies, Frostwolf."

The orcs were stunned, but instead of letting down their guard, they pulled the bowstring tighter.They did not go west with Sal and lived helplessly in this land that they regarded as their second home. Recently, they had been attacked by the undead repeatedly, and their vigilance had been raised to an extremely high level.

"and many more"

I saw a Silver Hand Paladin running in front of the team, shouting in broken orc language: "We are friends, not enemies."

Hearing the word "friends", the orcs hesitantly put down their weapons, but still stared at Angmar and Hamuul with suspicious eyes, ready to nip the threat in the cradle.

"Mr. Angmar, why are you here?" The young paladin came to the two of them, the excitement on his face was beyond words, and then he greeted Hamuul: "Your Majesty the Ambassador."

His armor was covered with scars and his eyes were bloodshot. He must have just experienced a battle and hadn't rested for a long time.

The person who came was none other than Tyran Fording, who had an indissoluble bond with Angmar because of his father.

Angmar didn't expect him to be here.

Although we don’t know what happened to Tirion Fordring after his return, we can tell from the Silver Hand’s attitude toward the blood elves, sending holy covenants, and sending instructors to assist in the training of the blood knights that they must be very grateful to Ann. Gemma's actions.

Perhaps Lafayette also played a very subjective role in it.

A few years later, Tirion's original exile has actually been vindicated. Not only did Uther, who died at the hands of his beloved disciple, participate in the trial, but many high-ranking knights, including Dathrohan, also secretly regretted it.

Their brothers did nothing wrong. What was wrong was this era. What was wrong was that they listened to the malicious frame-up of the insidious villain Barthiras and sent Tirion to the court of justice.

Tirion violated the laws of Lordaeron, but he did not disobey the principles of practicing the way of the Holy Light.However, in the eyes of most paladins, Tirion's subsequent actions to attack the executioners and Stratholme guards in order to rescue the orc Eitrigg were indeed irrational.

But many years later, whenever the senior members of the Knights who participated in the trial recalled that incident, they would feel that the scars were viciously revealed once again. It was they who forced Tirion into a desperate situation. He would not fail to understand the attack. What does the law field mean? He is using everything to practice his glory.

Not long after Angmar heard that Tirion had returned, he was elected as the deputy leader of the Knights. He also kept and used the Silver Hand war hammer. He led a group of troops to kill the invading undead, and his record was not inferior to that of the Ashbringer. This is the Knights of the Silver Hand in Angmar's impression.

It would be a travesty to refuse to accept a noble hero as a sinner just because of the completely flimsy accusation of treason.

After the two explained their purpose, Tailan said happily: "Please follow me, my father and Lord Dathrohan are not far ahead."

After that, he led the two of them forward. Along the way, Angmar secretly looked at the orcs. They were wearing heavy and rough fur clothes. Each of them carried a lot of things. They were tired as they walked, but the brilliance in their eyes did not go out. , giving people a sense of tenacity that never gives up easily.

He couldn't help but sigh. It would be great if Drek'Thar was still in the Eastern Continent. This wise orc elder would definitely be able to help the Frostwolf clan get out of trouble smoothly.

Among the orcs who were secretly betrayed by Gul'dan and became tools of the Burning Legion, there were many shamans who believed in the way of the elements. Under their bewitchment, they turned to the power of evil and became warlocks that everyone hated. .

However, the Frostwolf clan adheres to tradition and does not collude with demons. No member of the Frostwolf clan bows to the demons, and no warlock has ever been born.

Such orcs are worth making friends with, and have nothing to do with the Alliance or the Horde.The fate of all races and creatures in the northern continent is closely related. What Angmar needs to do is to open up the diplomatic situation of the blood elves and twist everyone into a rope to benefit others and themselves.

The difficulty is certainly not small, but as the saying goes, it all depends on man-made efforts.

He firmly believed that if a few ideas in his mind could come true, the blood elves, which had difficulty growing in strength in the short term, could at least become one of the top powerful clans in the north.

Angmar saw many Paladins of the Silver Hand performing peripheral security missions with the orcs. The orcs did not show any rejection or wariness towards them, and looked completely trusting.

However, Angmar understood when he discovered that some orcs were holding sophisticated human weapons.In order to repay the Frostwolf clan for rescuing them, the Silver Hand must have given them a lot of assistance, and it was by no means limited to this.

This friendship that spans two races that were once hostile to each other and hated each other is really touching.

Dathrohan and Tirion were discussing something with a frostwolf orc who looked like a leader in the middle of the team. There was a female orc in the middle who was not fluent in common language to translate for both parties.

"Captain, father"

Several people turned around when they heard the sound, quite surprised.

After seeing each other for more than a few months, the gray-haired Tirion was far more dazzling than when he was a hermit. Where he stood, he was full of admirable and impressive leadership.There was a vague holy light lingering all over his body. I wonder if it was because he had been with the Silver Hand war hammer on his back for a long time.

This Titan-forged artifact contains a strong power of order and is compatible with the Holy Light.In the real world, the Silver Hand is one of the most powerful artifacts in the world.

The two again stated their intentions.

Hamuul told the Frostwolf leader about his people's righteous deeds in another continent in the orc language.The orcs didn't believe it at first, but when Hamuul told many specific details that only the orcs knew, he couldn't help but believe it.

"Then, welcome to your arrival, Hamuir Rune Totem. But who is the elf standing next to you?" the orc said, casting a wary look at Angmar.

Just because the Frostwolf Orcs didn't participate in the First and Second Wars doesn't mean they know anything about it.During the process of liberating the camps, they had already learned the details of the war from their compatriots.Now that there are natural disasters in the future, and there are tribes in the Eastern Continent that will never live in peace with him, no matter how careful he is, he cannot be too careful.

Angmar said in fluent orc language: "I am the staff of the blood elf leader and the envoy of the coalition. I am here to provide help and advice to the Frostwolf clan."

The orcs were shocked.

"You speak our language"