"We shouldn't have come here..." Jaina took a step forward, blocking Tyrande's face...

Now that things have come to this point, Tyrande has not shown any guilt or even stubborn: "Kelthas colluded with the demon, and it is undoubtedly true that our decision is not wrong..."

"Those Sky Knights did nothing wrong!"

Galin walked from the other side with a gloomy face. Rommel, who was following the complicated face, tapped the outside of his thigh rhythmically with four fingers in his right hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tyrande responded strongly: "...Azeroth will always remember their efforts!"

Isher Fengge surrounded Tyrande with a group of druids who had survived death, and explained to the nearly rascal king and Prince Galin in a heavy tone: "The creatures in the entire Azeroth continent are above everything else, even if they pay any price...including our night elves."

It reminded everyone that the night elves are also within the scope of sacrifice.

He is cruel to the enemy, merciless to his tribe members, and even to himself...

Looking at the pale and almost exhausted priestess, Varian felt a chill in his heart.

"I hope the tribe will listen to your explanation." He left this sentence in a stiff tone, turned around and left with strong dissatisfaction. The upright king did not hide his emotions.

After anger, Galin also realized that he was not qualified to question Tyrande by himself, especially after missing Kudland, he was silent for a moment and said coldly: "The Wild Hammer Dwarves can no longer bear more losses. The next battle will be left to the selfless Danasus warriors~"

"Poor Watchmen... the whole of Azeroth, perhaps only Mavie Shadow Song still remembers them?! Alas..." With deep contempt and mocking eyes, Rommel shook his head and slowly followed Galin's angry steps.

Tyrande held the long bow tightly, and the blue veins in his hand were exposed. He stood there for a long time without saying a word. Isher * Fengge and others also did not speak, allowing the two to leave. The slow pace was like a heavy hammer, and the bridge was fiercely in the softest position in their hearts, especially the last sigh...

"Am I really wrong..." With endless fatigue and slimness, Tyrande raised his head to look at the vast starry sky, and asked in a low voice, or asking himself.

"High Priest..." Isher responded softly, hesitating for a long time, but didn't know how to comfort him. He only said halfway and couldn't continue.

"The nightmare of the Well of Eternity must never be repeated..." Tyrande slowly closed his eyes: "Azeroth can no longer bear it, it has...the Battle of Mount Hygar must be the last!"

It seemed like self-explanation, but a short sentence completely dissipated the confusion and helplessness that had just passed, and he returned to the strong and solemn goddess of the moon, the high priest, and once again.

With the influence of Tyrande adjusting his mentality, the night elves gradually regained their fighting spirit...

As an ally, the alliance has been here. Although it is very staggering, it does not turn against each other. Now what is left is how to deal with the attack from the old enemy tribe. Isher's eyes are full of worry.

But after waiting for a long time, the expected angry chief did not appear, and even Garrosh and Sarufal did not come to question him. The entire tribe's top leaders did not react at all...

After the last coalition forces retreated into the camp, Tyrande quietly walked off the cliff.

At this time, the middle and high-level meeting of the tribal camp had been held for more than half an hour~

The gray-looking chief Thar, the furious Garrosh and Dranosh, the tired and weak old bullhead lying on the stretcher, the senior officials who determined the direction of all the power of the foreign tribes, and their few close staff members, all gathered in this inconspicuous small tent.

"It's not a good thing to destroy the blood elves like this..." The old bull sighed lightly, but the next moment, there was a deep fear in his eyes: "But they are too dangerous!"

"The danger is the Well of the Sun!" Naz Grell pressed the wolf's head on his head, and added a hoarse voice: "That is a demon door that can be opened at any time."

Sarufal, a little girl, suddenly realized: "This is why we attack our allies?!"

Naz Grell nodded and replied: "It is to stop them from making another well of the Sun."

Little Sarufal nodded and sighed helplessly. Garrosh glanced at Saru who was sitting upright and Naz Greer who was lowering his head, and was silent.

Compared to the young Sarufal, the son of Hellscream, the leader of Maghan, is not a political idiot. He vaguely noticed the unspeakable factors inside...

The blood elves showed too much strength. Although they had a vague revival before, only Kelthus was a hero who was a little unstoppable.

However, the appearance of Valedis and Leoseras broke the deadlock! And as the Forgotten One of the East Continental Power Clan, the leader himself is an absolute blood elves...

Although he felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart, he did not say it because he was also an orc. He just lowered his head silently, pressed his thoughts in his heart, and chose to remain silent.

But this action made Thrall's eyes pass by him, and he stayed for a little...

No one present noticed the momentary action, and Sar suddenly asked everyone:

"Do you think Azeroth's coalition can defeat Alex and his troops?"

Naz Grell said decisively: "There is no doubt that the great chief, the broken elves cannot be enemies of the entire continent! What's more, the existence of Lothama..."

Garrosh shook his head and said, "Alex may fail, but it will never be a crushing defeat, let alone a defeat in a short period of time. The coalition... what the coalition forces lack the most is time!"

This sentence made the corner of Thrall's eyes twitch slightly, and he nodded slightly to agree.

But this sentence puzzled the little Sarufal: "Great Chief, why don't we return to Azeroth as soon as possible and attack the distant Void Storm? If Kiljadan..."

"No!" answered in unison, and came from the mouths of the old bullhead, Sal and Garrosh.

Halior patted the little Sarufal on the shoulder and asked him to sit down. There was no trace of worry on his face. He calmly replied: "I know that little guy, he will not lead the blood elf to destruction~"

Naz Grell frowned and asked, "Then why did he still summon Kiljadan?!"

Old Niuto: "Maybe it was to put pressure on us, or rather, the entire coalition."

Saar smiled and looked at Garrosh and Sarufal, patiently explained: "Summoning Kiljadan is not as dangerous as expected, he is just preparing for the summoning, not already successful."

"Alex is the most elite unit of Illidan and more than 100,000 blood elves, and guarding the island of Queldanas, with the assistance of the Naga tribe, no one can defeat him in a short time. This is why he asked Vasqi, the powerful deep-sea banshee, to personally escort Jaina back to Shatas before the war in the Dark Temple."

Little Sarufal burst into cold sweats on his head: "Since then he started..."

"Early than that!" Garrosh added expressionlessly.

The old bullhead received: "The reason why after the Dark Temple did not know that Alex began to summon Kiljadan, he set the target to attack the Storm Fortress..."

"Varian and others wanted to weaken the Kingdom of Quel'thalas and eliminate the nominal supreme leader, Kel'thas, and then used the name of Wenleza to split and win over the high elves."

"Garing and Kudland are for their own interests. If Kelthas returns, then the weak Stormgard Kingdom and Eagle Nest Mountain will resist the powerful blood elves, and the Forsaken Alliance will only gradually become vassals of the alliance and will eventually be completely swallowed..."

Thrall continued: "Tyrande...she can't tolerate any Azeroth creature who colludes with the demons, especially large-scale powers and strong people who can endanger the entire continent and even the entire world!"

Looking at Garrosh with interest: "As for us...hahaha..."

Before he finished speaking, he started to laugh and said happily: "We are because of the Well of the Sun!"

The old bullhead was also happy when he heard this, shook his head and smiled silently.

Garrosh did not respond and turned to: "Then why should we continue to stay here after Xie Feng began to summon Kiljadan? Because of Kelthas?!"

Thal patiently explained: "Tyrande and Gianna continued because they had enough confidence in the Azeroth coalition. I didn't understand where their confidence came from."

"Varian may be because of his extreme confidence in his strength! This is what he trained in the arena. And we... it is because of Kelthus!"

He paused: "You have not been to Azeroth, so you don't know the status and prestige of Prince Kelthas in the eyes of the people of the Blood Elves, but also including Alex."

"But for Alex, the interests of the blood elf are above everything else, and even the prince cannot be compared! Kelthas may also know this, because he himself is the case."

Garrosh nodded in a slight sense of understanding and asked, "What?!"

Thrall sighed: "Then...the only way we want to defeat Alex in a short time is to form a coalition with Kelthas, and with his prestige and identity as a blood elf prince, dismantle the blood elf troops on Queldanas from the inside and easily win."

Naz Greer: "You can also capture the Blood Elf Prince alive and use this as a threat..."

Little Sarufal was like listening to a book of heaven. He never thought that a short-term bad behavior of his ally would have such a complicated connection and connection. But after all, he was not just a muscular and simple existence, and immediately understood the reason for Xie Feng's abnormal behavior: "He did this to clean up the reputation of Prince Kelthas in collusion with the demons?!"

But think about it and asked again: "If we kill Kelthas at all costs, will Alex really summon Kiljadan in anger? What will we do then?"

"No~" Thrall gave a positive answer, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said decisively:

"If Kelthas fails to last and die first, then Alex will 'can't' control over the senior generals of the Blood Elf Force under his command. As a member of the coalition, Regent Rothema can easily surrender, instigate them to quickly capture Kui Island, and prevent him from continuing to summon!"

"This..." Sarufal's face was shocked, but then he said worriedly: "No matter what the result is, Alex will become an existence despised by the entire continent!"

Thrall nodded: "The rise of the blood elves will also be unstoppable."

At this moment, Garrosh stood up and said firmly: "Maybe you are right... The interests of race are above everything else, but I cannot bear the brave and fearless orc warrior Hao being killed by his own people without dignity, even if it seems to be sufficient reasons..."

"I will not let Tyrande go. One day, the night elves and the alliance will pay a heavy price for their shameful behavior!"

"In the name of my father - Hellscream!" After saying that, he held his blood roar, suddenly opened the curtain, and left with great strides.
Chapter completed!