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Is the process important? Is the means important? It doesn't matter. As long as the result is right, everything is acceptable.
Alsace didn't think he was mean. Even if he was mean, it didn't matter. What mattered most was getting what he wanted, the woman he had coveted for a long time. Other things didn't matter at all. Light? Darkness? Justice? Evil? Anything that was good for him was good!
The upper-level elf magician who was desperately casting spells in the magic circle saw Arthas laughing crazily, and almost got angry! Good man, he is about to die, but he is still laughing here, which is clearly mocking them! Especially under the gaze of the queen, this kind of mockery is a sarcasm! So Arthas must die!
In fact, it was a misunderstanding, but it was a misunderstanding, and Arthas didn't bother to explain it. What's there to explain to the enemy? You are a bunch of brainless fans of Isara.
At some point, Xavius, disguised as a night elf, came behind Azara. He was originally a night elf, just a night elf. It was just that he became a demon named Satyr after joining the Burning Legion. He still had some characteristics of a night elf, and more of them were the demon's unique horns and goat hooves.
"What is it?"
Aishara asked without even turning her head, still with an arrogant look. This was the same whether in the Night Elf period or the Naga period.
"He asked us to capture this man, who was brought in by Ysera, and who has the key that will allow us to fully invade the Emerald Dream."
Xavius replied respectfully. It's not like he hadn't fantasized about making Isla his partner, but it was obvious that he couldn't beat Isla, so he could only hide this idea deeper.
"knew."
Isara responded calmly, even now, she would not yield to N'Zoth, a person's character is very difficult to change. Especially a woman like Isara who stood at the top, now sinking to the bottom of the sea, she is still the most proud.
At this time, the Eastern Kingdom.
Arthas had been away for a few days. During this time, the Red Dragon Legion carried out a brutal massacre of orcs near Twilight Highlands, almost killing the Dragonmaw Clan to the point of extinction. After killing the Dragonmaw Clan, a clan that dared to enslave dragons, the Red Dragons did not pursue other orcs. Even red dragons would be likely to be damaged in the face of an orc army. So the Red Dragons left and did not participate in the subsequent war.
After hearing that Gul'dan had sent assassins and failed, Orgrim beat him up in a rage. He didn't like Gul'dan and wanted to execute the orc warlock. But the situation was already very unfavorable, and he needed more allies. It was not easy to fight the human alliance in the hills. It was a long-lasting battle. It was difficult to defeat the Alliance head-on, who had a constant supply of troops.
In addition, the orcs have begun to show signs of decline. After drinking the blood of the devil, the orcs have indeed become more violent and more combative. Even if they are injured, they will ignore the pain and continue to fight, which makes the enemy tremble. However, all this is at the cost of overdrawing life. Strength never appears out of thin air.
The orcs' power was only slightly weakened, but Orgrim still noticed it. So he was anxious to end the war as soon as possible. At first, he just wanted to stand firm here and develop slowly. But with the fall of Stormwind Kingdom and the tragic death of King Llane, all this became impossible. Humans would never let the orcs develop steadily. So, a decisive battle was what they had to do.
"Great Chieftain, the troll leader Zul'jin has been rescued and is resting. Do you need to meet them?"
Warlord Eitrigg reported respectfully, without even raising his eyelids towards Gul'dan.
"Well, let them in."
Orgrim threw Gul'dan to the ground fiercely and said, "Organize your clan to take down the Snow Forest Highlands immediately. If you fail to do so, I will execute you!"
"Yes, Chieftain."
Gul'dan seemed very pious, and he didn't care about the other party's bad attitude at all. But the resentful thoughts in his mind were not so easy to express. A wise man knows when to hide it.
Snow Forest Highlands is a key throat to the north. Starting from here, you can reach the forest where the Amani trolls live, from where you can bypass and attack the key city of Lordaeron of the Alliance! As long as the defense of Lordaeron can be destroyed, the tribe will have a chance to win the war. This is called the beheading tactic, which is often used by orcs against the ogre tribe!
Soon, a one-armed troll wearing a mask walked in. His hair had turned completely white and his face was weathered.
"Hello, Warchief. I am Zul'jin, the governor of Zul'Aman. Thank you for rescuing me from human detention. I heard that you plan to cooperate with us? We will keep quiet. You can let the trolls join your tribe, but you must help us attack Quel'Thalas."
"Oh, why?"
As Orgrim spoke, his mind began to work quickly, looking at the location of Quel'Thalas on the map, and wondering if this battle was worth it for the orcs. Without the dragon riders of the Dragonmaw Clan, the tribe was particularly passive when facing the dwarf griffon riders. The original two-legged dragons were also difficult to fight against the griffons, so he had to strengthen the tribe's strength and unite allies that could be united.
Humans and trolls are not friendly, and can even be said to be mortal enemies. Around 2800 BC, the trolls regained the upper hand in the war and began to threaten the borders of the high elves and the southern human nomads. The third generation Sun King Anastarian Sunstrider, in exchange for teaching humans magic, and the alliance with the newly born human nation of Arathor, jointly launched a war against the Amani trolls, and finally annihilated the Amani trolls at the foot of Mount Alterac.
This battle plunged the Amani trolls into a primitive life. Once they were beaten to the bottom of the valley, they couldn't even get up. It would be a miracle if they could be friendly with humans!
"Those long-eared creatures occupied one of our Amani capitals. We will never forget this hatred and humiliation. I noticed that there are many strong people in your tribe. Go to the Amani Forest, where there is a storm altar built by high-level elves. If you are lucky enough, you can also strengthen your soldiers."
Zul'jin has offered Orgrim a great offer, one that he cannot refuse!