Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Andrea: "???"

When the news from the front line reached Andrea, he, Shandris and others were attending the thank-you banquet hosted by the Sun King in Silvermoon City.

Although he didn't want to get in touch with the corrupt nobles of the Silvermoon Council, as the supreme head of state of a country, it was impossible to completely avoid such social activities between countries.

Fortunately, this group of congressmen is arrogant by nature. Seeing the formulaic smile on Andrea's face, they didn't continue to post it to make fun of themselves.

"Black Dragon?"

Andrea touched her chin in doubt, "Where did it come from?"

'Deathwing is half-dead, and most of the surviving black dragons are reformed in Wyrmrest Temple, where did Alterac come from... wait a minute. '

Andrea's face became a little weird, and he suddenly remembered an accident that happened many years ago.

"Sun King, let me just ask, are those black dragons sure to fly out from the depths of Alterac Snow Mountain?"

Although Anasteria didn't understand what Andrea meant, he still nodded, "At least that's what Lothar's letter for help says."

Andrea pointed his forehead uncertainly with his fingers, "I hope I'm overthinking. If it's true, it means that Deathwing has found a new way to rebuild the Black Dragon Legion. '

Seeing Andrea frowning for a long time without saying a word, the Sun King couldn't help asking, "Chairman Moon Shadow, do you think we should send reinforcements?"

"Um……"

After Andrea regained his senses, he thought about it, "Lothar sent the request for help. It should be in consideration of the promise the high elves made to the descendants of Thoradin after the end of the Troll War, but...Terenas and What is the attitude of the other alliance kings on this matter?"

Back then, with the help of the Arathor Empire, Quel'Thalas severely damaged the invincible Amani Empire. At the celebration banquet after the war, the young Anasterian made a promise to Emperor Thoradin.

In the future, as long as Arathor's blood asks for help, Quel'Thalas will definitely help him with all his strength... only once.

Anasteria shook his head, "The joint requests for help from the seven kings of the alliance are all recorded in the letter, only Terenas did not make a clear statement, that little fox should still be embarrassed."

"Oh~"

Andrea sneered and shook the red wine glass in his hand, "Then let them wait a little longer, the dispatch of troops will definitely be dispatched, but we are still rectifying and appeasing the families of the soldiers who died in battle after the war, at least two to three more Months to join the battle again."

Anasteria smiled meaningfully, "I understand, then I will ask the mage to reply."

Considering national interests and their own conscience, Anasteria actually didn't want to send reinforcements. After all, the Alliance did not really help the high elves in this Battle of Quel'Thalas.

The high elves had just driven the Amani trolls out of their borders. Anasteria wanted to take this opportunity to rectify the disarmed leading army, and beat the nobles of the Silvermoon Council by the way.

However, he made the original promise himself, and even if he was unwilling, he would fulfill it as promised. After all, Lothar did have the blood of the royal family of the Arathor Empire.

Andrea smiled and watched the Sun King walk away, "Terenas, after all, you have to pay back when you come out to mess around. If you want us to help, put away your bad temper first, I won't take your tricks." '

...

"What does it mean!"

"Snapped!"

Terenas slapped the letter sent by the high elf messenger on the table in the alliance meeting room, his majestic face was full of anger.

"If the Sun King doesn't want to fulfill the contract, please speak up! Why beat around the bush like this!"

Terenas' face turned red, "Three months? If you count the time needed on the march, will it take half a year to reach Tirisfal Forest?!"

"Then why are you here? Collecting the corpses for us after the war!"

The envoy to the Kingdom of Lordaeron was a high elf magister and one of the advisers of Prince Kael'thas, Aethas Sunreavers.

The high elves have always been proud, and even the questioning of the human king could not make Aethas show humility.

Looking at Terenas with a flat face, Aethas warned calmly, "King of Lordaeron, please pay attention to your words, otherwise I will interpret your words as Lordaeron threatening Quel'Sala." Si dispatch troops as soon as possible."

"presumptuous!"

It was not the first time for Terenas to deal with the high elves, but in the past when he was calm, he could barely bear the bad temper of the high elves with their noses sticking up to the sky.

But at this time, the orcs are about to come to the city, and Lordaeron will perish in his generation, and he may even become a disgrace in the history of mankind. The irritable Terenas can hardly bear the ridicule of the high elves and arrogance.

"Wait first, both of you." King Lane frowned and interrupted the dispute between the two, "Terenas, is this how you ask others for help? Who is willing to really help with your high-ranking attitude?"

Genn Greymane, the kingdom of Gilneas, said with a sneer, "Hmph! I think some people are crazy about wanting to be the co-lord of mankind, and they have lifted themselves to such a high position that they can't bear to ask for help, right?"

Thoras Trollbane of Stormgard also said with a smirk, "No wonder you started jumping up and down to get support before the alliance was established. So this is your real purpose?"

With a bright smile on his face, Brunhilde added a knife, "As expected of a descendant of Constantine, the shameless nature is exactly the same."

"cough~"

Seeing that Terenas' face was getting worse and worse, Antonidas, the chairman of the Kirin Tor, stood up to smooth things over.

"Let's put aside the irrelevant discussions for now, the messenger of Quel'Thalas is still waiting for our reply."

After Jin and Solas let out a breath of anger, they stopped talking wisely. Antonidas persuaded Terenas with a livid face, "Although King Ryan's words are relatively straightforward, we should really put aside when we ask others for help." Low profile."

"Among the joint requests for help from all countries in the alliance, Lordaeron alone did not sign it. It is no wonder that Quel'Thalas and the Night Republic are unhappy."

Although Antonidas had a gentle tone, the harsh word "solitary" undoubtedly contained a certain irony. Obviously, the old mage also felt resentful towards Terenas' actions.

"call……"

Terenas' face twitched, he finally saw the situation clearly after his head was hot recently, if he continued to be stubborn, Lordaeron would probably be isolated, and it might be difficult to secure the position of leader.

"I see."

Terenas took a deep breath, forced a smile on his face and said to Aethas, "Mr. Sunreaver, I will immediately write a letter of appeal for help in my own hand, please bring Quel'Thalas back to the Sun King and Moon Shadow Speaker as soon as possible. "

...

"Hehe~"

Throwing Terenas' letter on the table, Andrea jokingly said, "It's not easy for him to bow his head, I thought this guy was going to fight until the Horde came to the city, a little faster than I expected. "

Anasteria asked tentatively, "Then shall we send troops now?"

Andrea stood up from the sofa of the Dark Republic's embassy in Quel'Thalas, and moved her body left and right.

"Get ready to go. The turmoil in Azeroth has lasted for six years. It's time to end this war."