:There is no reward for the update, it hurts

When His Majesty Anastarien Sun Chaser knew about the farce that took place on the Silver Moon Wall, he smashed the things in the palace on the spot, and wanted to kill Dalcan with a fireball on the spot.

What else can the group of bastards who are short-sighted, shallow-minded, rigid-minded, and fight for power and profit besides bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!

No one knew that during the meeting discussing the dispatch of troops from Quel'thalas a year ago, Anastarien had actually received a letter from Keel'thas and decided to send troops to aid the Alliance. It was the obstruction of the Silver Moon Parliament that made Quel'thalas' reinforcements seem weak and powerless. Even though they were more friendly than the only support materials in the original plot, they caused a storm.

Now that humans have come from thousands of miles away, tens of thousands of cavalry attacking hundreds of thousands of trolls to rescue Silver Moon City, even Anastalian was moved by such sincerity. He felt ashamed of the alliance, but he made Darkan, a guy who was not good enough to do anything, ruined the situation!

In the gorgeous and natural palace, Anastarien sat upright on the throne, her eyes full of questioning, "Dalkan, do you have anything to say about this?"

Darkan knew that he could not escape his sins, so he simply walked all the way to the end and poured sewage on Alsace's head: "Your Majesty, I cannot blame this for this. It was the human beings who could not defeat the trolls and chose to retreat on their own. They did not abide by the covenant and were shameful betrayers. And that human woman, I heard her personally inform the human cavalry to abandon Silver Moon City and run away. When I wanted to catch her, Lannaser actually provided her with shelter. I suggest."

"Your Majesty! I have something to say!" A female elf in a light golden tight robe interrupted Dalkan's words, stood directly opposite him, her eyes full of anger: "Dalkan, the dignity of the high elf is almost lost by you!"

"I, Leaderin, you dare to say that you are just a little priest!" Dalkan's neck was so angry that he was red, and he spoke in various attacks.

"Yes, I am not a member of the Silver Moon Council, but I am also a member of the High Elves. I will never allow you to destroy Quel'thalas!" Leadrin's eyes were full of disgust. Dalcan was her companion in the past, but in that incident many years ago, when Dalcan abandoned her and Lothama ran for his life, Leadrin was no longer willing to believe him. Even if he apologized later, Lothama forgave him, but Leadrin never believed him!

"How could I ruin Quel'thalas? I'm a member of here too!" Dalcan retorted loudly.

"Who knows, there is a saying that humans say that people know their faces but not their hearts. Your face has been exposed. No one knows what color of heart is beating in their chests." Leadrin sneered.

"Enough!" Romans, the most experienced teacher in the palace, suddenly leaned on a magic stick, and a circle of ice stars emerged from the palace, forcing the two quarreling high elves away.

"The most urgent task is to find a way to defeat the trolls, not an infight!" Romans, as a figure of the same generation as Anastalian, does not need to give these two juniors face.

He bowed to Anastarien on the throne, and Romans said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, we must contact that cavalry. Only by uniting them can we defeat the trolls!"

Anastarien nodded slightly. As expected, only old friends knew about him, but when she thought about it, she couldn't help but frown: "But, we are all trapped in Silver Moon City, no one knows where they went?"

"Your Majesty, don't forget that Miss Akariya is here." Leadrin quickly reminded Anastarian.

"Yes, please invite Miss Akaliya over."

Everyone ignored Dalkan's existence and regarded him as air, completely ignoring Dalkan's angry face.

"You guys" Dalkan couldn't say a word for a long time and left angrily.

Akaliya was invited over, but she did not agree to Anastarian's return to the army for assistance as soon as possible.

War is a continuation of politics. Whether it is Alsace or Akalia, the ultimate goal of their visit to Silver Moon Forest is to make Quelthalas willing to join the alliance.

At the beginning, they might have been honest and had no plans at all. They wanted to put their hearts in favor of the high elves, but the appearance of Dalkan made Akalia and Alsace understand that there were still some stupid guys in Silver Moon City who could never see the situation clearly. For such guys, only by letting them taste the price of blood and their ignorance can they understand their own weakness and the strength of the alliance.

The day after Arthas left, Zulkin continued to attack Silvermoon City impatiently. It was different from the previous situation. Zulkin didn't know when Arthas would come back, and his mood became more urgent to conquer Silvermoon City.

One morning alone, 40,000 trolls were smashed under the walls of Silver Moon City, which was comparable to the loss in the previous half month!

The city gate was covered with corpses and ashes, and corpses of trolls and high elves were everywhere. Even if the mage troops burned them with fire sea technique over and over again, more corpses were piled up to half the height of the city wall. The smell of stench and the violent charred black smoke left all the elves with tears and almost suffocated.

The sarcasm of the bow and sword, the sound of flesh and blood shattering, the siege battle suddenly fell into a ***!

"Your Majesty, all members of the Third Ranger's troops died, Dongchengmen requested support!"

"Your Majesty, the magic power of the Xichengmen magician army is exhausted, so please rotate!"

"His Majesty"

One bad news after another came to the palace of the Sun Chaser, and one warrant after another was sent from the angry king.

"How long will it take to wait? When will the reinforcements of human beings come?" Anastarian's eyes seemed to be gushing out of anger, staring at Akaliya tightly.

"Probably, we have to wait for the time when Yinyue City is completely clean and united." Akaliya acted like a cunning politician at this time.

""

Anastarien looked at Akalia deeply and had not spoken for a long time. When the new messenger reported on the situation in the north gate, the king of Silver Moon City spoke hoarsely: "Let Romans lead the magistrates of the council to support the four gates separately, be sure to block the trolls outside the city!"

"A wise choice." Akaliya nodded slightly without expression.

The next moment, like the sound of thunderous horse hooves sounded again, Alsace, with two knights, like a flexible and deadly dagger, bypassing the numerous encirclement traps and stabbing into the core headquarters of the troll!

His body was covered with blood marks, and his armor and weapons were ticking with blood. On the road paved with blood and limbs, Alsace successfully rushed to Zulkin.

Zulkin had never been so shameless and angry. Looking at the wreckage everywhere and the chaotic troops, two hideous fangs bared at the corner of his mouth, and his bone-thrusting murderous intent fell to the short Alsace in front of him without any concealment.

"Boy, who are you!"

The voice was as cold as ice, Zulkin looked at Arthas and asked word by word.

"Kill your person!"

Arthas raised the Frost Sorrow and took the initiative to attack Zulkin!

"not good!"

"It's too dangerous!"

Uther and others changed their colors and rushed over.

Zulkin raised his green arm and his arm blade whizzed at Arthas, and no one seemed to be able to stop his slam.

Arthas fell on his shoulders and elbows, folded his hands together, and raised the sadness of frost towards his arm blade.

boom!

Arthas takes over Zulkin's attack!

The horse under his crotch was struggling and he stepped back for two steps. Alsace shook his arms and his face wrinkled. He immediately understood why other masters never fought for horses unless they had a mount bonus.
Chapter completed!