Onyxia did not name who was behind the scenes. Several people with a large amount of intelligence could easily analyze the target.
Valeela calmly pointed out the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes: "The fire in the granary and the assassination of the special envoy are 99% caused by the Dread Lord."
"I even suspect that there may be a shadow of the Dread Lord behind the Moss Troll's sudden raids."
With the current relationship between Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas, it is unlikely that the Silvermoon Council would agree to send troops if they did not know the truth behind this matter.
But if Sarlayan personally stated the cause and effect to the Parliament and the Sun King, he might be able to persuade them to change their attitude.
However, as Onyxia bluntly asked the question, is this necessary?
If he helps, what benefits will Quel'Thalas get?
There are thief scouts from the Backlight Blade in the Quillins hut, and the Earl of Deep Shadow not far from the Salas gate can receive the latest intelligence from the front in a timely manner.
As long as he persuades the Silver Moon Council and obtains the Sun King's permission, Sarlayan can mobilize the red dragon (young dragon) knights stationed in the ruins of Zul'Aman within a few hours and arrive at the scene within an hour, up to 2 hours. That will end the battle.
The combat effectiveness of the Red Dragon Knights was clearly demonstrated in the Second Orc War. The poor strength of the impoverished Moss Trolls was not even enough to fill the teeth of the Knights' mounts.
Sharlayan discussed with Onyxia and Valeela and decided to go to Silvermoon City tomorrow morning to tell Kael'thas the secret behind the matter and let him decide whether to send troops to help.
"Ha~"
Tinagosa yawned sleepily: "Can you sleep? I'm sleepy."
Stellagosa shook her head helplessly, walked to the sofa and hugged Tina.
Sarlayan said with a smile: "Then let's go here today. I'll go to Silvermoon City first tomorrow."
"Valeera, Stella, I will leave the territory to you to take care of for the time being."
"Oni, help me analyze the pros and cons of sending troops or not."
There is a saying that dragons don't actually need sleep.
Most dragons sleep all day just because they are bored. Who wants to sleep to kill time when they have something to do?
Little Tina has lived with Sarlayan and other mortals for a long time, and she has developed a biological clock just like mortals, and she will feel sleepy unconsciously at night.
Onyxia waved her hand lazily: "Okay, I'll stay up late and tell you the results tomorrow."
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"Dread Lord?!"
At first, when Kael'thas knew that Sarlayan was here for Stratholme, he acted very casually.
But when he learned that there might be a Dread Lord behind this incident, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.
After listening to Sharlayan's in-depth and simple analysis, Kael'thas also realized that there was something fishy about this turmoil, and it was indeed very suspicious.
"Hiss~"
Kael'thas touched his smooth chin in confusion: "I don't want to put my hot face on the cold ass of that damn brat Terenas, but this matter involves the Burning Legion..."
Kael'thas has lived for nearly a thousand years, and he has the right to call Terenas, who is less than a hundred years old, a brat.
But looking at his still young and handsome face, and recalling Terenas' wrinkled old face, Sarlayan always felt a bit inconsistent.
"Salayan, do you think we should send troops?"
"Should."
Sarlayan had already made preparations, and Onyxia, who stayed up late to analyze, had already told him the pros and cons of sending troops or not.
Seeing that Sarlayan's attitude was very determined, Kael'thas suddenly became interested: "Oh? Tell me in detail."
"The reason for sending troops is simple."
Sharlayan walked to the world map hanging in Kael'thas's study and pointed with his finger at the junction of northern Stratholme and Quel'Thalas.
"The turmoil is happening at our doorstep. No one can guarantee where the Dreadlord who has messed up Stratholme will turn his attention next."
Kael'thas nodded solemnly: "The possibility of them taking advantage of the chaos to go north cannot be ruled out."
"The Dread Lords are the best at disguise. If they pretend to be high elf refugees and slip into our borders, they will definitely cause endless trouble."
After all, Stratholme is one of the few large cities in Lordaeron, and there are many high elves in the city who go out to do business.
Without preparation in advance, it would be difficult for the defenders at the Salas Gate to tell whether there was a Dreadlord hidden among the refugees.
To this end, Onyxia made a suggestion.
Regardless of whether the high elves send troops, an additional group of priests must be sent to the gate of Salas to use the holy light to check every refugee who tries to enter the mirror.
The Dreadlords who serve the Burning Legion all use evil energy, which is innately incompatible with the Holy Light. They will react as long as they are exposed to the Holy Light.
However, this is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause. There is no way to prevent thieves for a thousand days.
According to Onyxia's analysis, it is best to eliminate the source of the chaos caused by the Dread Lord.
Once the Moss Rotten Troll is defeated, it will be impossible to send troops to seek death for a long time.
Nowadays, the source of the unrest in Stratholme is the lack of food. Food... There are too many granaries in Quel'Thalas to accommodate, and a lot of food is exported to countries that are short of food every year.
Such as Stromgard.
Under the "wise" leadership of King Garin, Stromgard, which was once a relatively strong country, declined rapidly like diabetes.
Because of the more and more unscrupulous harassment by the witherwood trolls, they were unable to even be self-sufficient in food and had to rely on food shipped from Quel'Thalas by Kul Tiras' offshore merchant ships.
Even if Kael'thas immediately informed Terenas of the unrest in Stratholme through special channels, Lordaeron would still need to spend a lot of time collecting food and then loading the food into trucks and transporting it to Stratholme.
Onyxia calculated that even if the journey was uneventful, it would take at least 7-10 days.
Sarlayan did not believe that the Dread Lord, who had already laid plans, would let these food transport teams go.
On the other hand, Stratholme's remaining food could not last even five days. In just five days, the low-morale Stratholme army probably just arrived at the east wall guard tower.
By the time they wipe out the rebellious Moss Rotten Trolls, the day lilies may have gone cold, and a tragedy of cannibalism may even occur in Stratholme City, which has no food supply.
Kael'thas subconsciously tapped his finger on the table: "It shouldn't be so."
"The common people are indeed out of food, but the nobles who are accustomed to hoarding resources should still be able to persevere."
"Ha~"
Sarlayan spread his hands sarcastically: "Your Majesty, do you think those nobles will open warehouses to store grain?"
"……Won't."
"Then what do you think the people who are short of food will do when they are desperate?"
Kael'thas frowned: "Invade the noble's mansion and rob the food?"
"That's right."
Sarlayan said approvingly: "This is the only way for them to survive."
"But the food stored by the nobles is only used for emergency needs at home. It is impossible to meet the needs of hundreds of thousands of people in the entire city."
"I would make a bold prediction. Even if the civilians of Stratholme break through the nobles' private defense and grab food, it will only last for 2-3 more days at most, and the problem will not be fundamentally solved."
Kael'thas leaned his head back on the chair and thought behind closed doors for a while before speaking again.
"So, the original intention of the Dread Lord in provoking this turmoil was to split the seemingly powerful Kingdom of Lordaeron?"
Sarlayan nodded: "It's almost the same. No matter how tight Lordaeron's finances are, their overall national strength is still the first among mankind."
"As long as Terenas can make up his mind and execute all the orcs in the shelter to reduce the financial pressure, Lordaeron will soon be able to recover."
"Ha~"
Kael'thas sneered and complained: "I don't think Terenas would do such a self-defeating thing."
Sarlayan smiled noncommittally: "Who knows, if forced into a corner, Terenas, who was once a wise king, will know how to choose."
"This is not the main topic we are talking about, let's get back to business."
Sarlayan solemnly said: "Your Majesty, I suggest using the Red Dragon Knights to quickly defeat the main force of the Mossrotten Trolls. At the same time, we will use a two-pronged approach to arrange for regular troops to assist the caravan in escorting food to Stratholme."
"The guards of the food transport team can help quell the riots in the city. As long as they can have enough to eat, not many civilians are willing to rebel with their heads tied to their belts."
Kael'thas hesitated: "Is it possible? What if Terenas accuses us of illegally crossing the border and grossly interfering in Lordaeron's internal affairs..."
"snort!"
Sarlayan sneered disdainfully: "He begged us to send troops. We are only providing assistance in a humanitarian spirit, and we have no intention of invading Lordaeron's territory."
"With Terenas's personal letter as proof, I'm not afraid of him trying to bite me randomly afterwards."
Kael'thas weighed the pros and cons in silence. After a while, he stood up and said, "From the perspective of the royal family, I agree with your suggestion, but the matter of sending troops still needs to be voted on by the Silver Moon Council."
"This is also an opportunity."
A meaningful look flashed in Kael'thas's eyes: "Amani's remnants think they will be safe hiding in Zumashal?"
"Haha~ Our newly opened mine is still short of people. It's time to find more miners."
