Lothar passed through his troops and came to the shore. He stared at the sea in front of him. Kul Tiran ships are anchored along the entire coastline, ranging from small fast scouts to massive destroyers. The fleet anchored above the waves forming a forest of masts.
"A ship with elven characteristics." Daelin Proudmoore said softly. "It's faster than ours, it's lighter, it carries less weapons than ours, but it also gives these ships quite a lot of speed. It's a great, great addition to our force." Navy The Admiral frowned. "But why are there so few? I only saw four medium-sized ships and eight small ships. These can't hold many people, and they look more like a forward reconnaissance team."
"Maybe more are behind." Turalyon said, standing next to Lothar.
But Daelin Proudmoore shook his head, "This is not their habit. They should all be here."
"Twelve ships also means that our fleet has been increased by twelve." Khadgar found that the people around him looked a little unhappy and spoke to smooth things over. "Anyway, they brought troops."
Lothar nodded in agreement: "We should go and welcome them."
Others agreed, and the commanders began marching across the Union camp. Aiden Perenold was a little weak and soon began to pant. Carlos had to follow behind to support his king, while the others strode forward energetically. When they arrived at the dock, the first An elf warship just docked.
A soft, tall figure jumped down and landed gently on the wooden pier. The long blond hair reflected the sunlight, and Lothar heard a large intake of breath coming from behind him. As the figure approached, Lothar saw that it was a woman, a charming woman who could make people faint. Her slender figure is delicate yet muscular, just like her slender body. She was dressed in forest green or oak brown, wearing a light armor over her shirt, shorts, a hooded cloak hanging behind her, and a pair of leather gloves wrapped around her arms to the elbows, like Boots that protected her knees. A rapier hung from one side of her breast, a small pouch and a horn from the other, and she carried a longbow and a full quiver on her back. Lothar had seen many women over the years, some of whom had the same beauty as the elf approaching them, but he had never seen anyone who could combine strength and elegance.
Anduin Lothar was someone who had experienced this, so he could naturally understand why the young man behind him was surprised.
"Madam," Lothar called when she was still a little far away. "Welcome here, I am Anduin Lothar, the commander of the Alliance."
She nodded, quickly left the beach and walked to Lothar. Lothar could see her pointed ears emerging from her hair, and her wild emerald eyes glanced around the corner.
"I am Alleria Windrunner, and I bring the greetings of Anastrian Sunstrider and the Silver Moon Council." Alleria Windrunner's voice was very pleasant, like a combination of an oriole and a lark. body.
Lothar suspected that even a furious guy would feel pleasure hearing Alleria's voice.
"Thank you for coming, distinguished elf guest." Lothar turned around and gestured to the group of people behind him.
"Please allow me to introduce the kings of the alliance, as well as my lieutenants." After the introduction was completed, Lothar began to talk about serious topics.
"Forgive my slowness, Ms. Alleria." Lothar said, "But I must ask a question, is this all the assistance your people can provide?"
This sentence made Alleria Windrunner frown.
"I will tell you directly, Lord Lothar." Alleria glanced around briefly to make sure no one else was eavesdropping.
The others refer to fellow high elves, both men and women. They were obviously waiting for Alleria's permission to get close.
"Anastrian Sunstrider and the other members of the Silver Moon Council don't care much about the information you sent. This tribe is too far away from us and seems to be trying to conquer human territory rather than our forests. Council members I think it's best to leave this struggle to the younger races. We only need to strengthen our borders to ensure that the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas is not subject to any form of invasion." Alleria narrowed her eyes and looked at She was making up her mind when she went up.
"At least you're here," Khadgar said. "I guess that means something."
Alleria nodded.
"A letter from King Terenas." She nodded in the direction of Terenas Menethil II. "He tells us that you, Ser Lothar, are the last of the Arathor bloodline. Our ancestors swore to always help your Arathor royal family and all his relatives. Not even Anastrian can deny this obligation. He sent this combat team to thank you for your help."
"What about you?" Lothar was keenly aware that Alleria was only talking about this fleet.
"I came here of my own free will," Alleria declared triumphantly, tossing her hair like a spirited war horse before charging.
"I am a ranger who chooses to bring my own team and freely provide help to the alliance." Alleria glanced behind Lothar and moved her eyes.
Lothar knew that Alleria was observing the Alliance troops behind him.
"I feel that this battle will be far more serious than our leader thinks. It may easily destroy us all. If the tribe is as cruel as you said, our forest will not be able to hold on for a long time. ." Alleria met Lothar's eyes again. It was only then that Lothar saw that underneath all the beauty, there was a powerful warrior who often fought.
"We must stop the orc tribe." Alleria made a concluding statement.
Lothar nodded and said, "I completely agree with your point of view."
He bowed, "Then, you are very welcome here, madam. I appreciate the help provided by the great people of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas. But I am even more grateful for your presence and your rangers."
Lothar smiled and said: "We are discussing the next action plan, and I am honored to hear your opinion. When your people are settled, I will ask you to send them to conduct reconnaissance, so that we can know whether the enemy is approaching us. ."
"We don't need to rest." Alleria promised Lothar, "I will send them on the mission immediately."
Alleria made a gesture, and the other elves immediately came over. Everyone was dressed the same as her, and all the high elves moved quietly, but everyone present felt that the other elves' movements were far less elegant than Alleria's. Alleria was talking to her subordinates, and her voice flowed like music. The others nodded and paid slight greetings to the passing humans and ignored them. Soon, the high elves ran out of the landing site and disappeared from sight.
"They will go scouting and report back." Alleria explained: "If the tribe comes within two days' march of here, we will know."
"This is really good news. If you don't mind, please come back to the command tent with us. Then, madam, I will tell you the intelligence we have learned now, and at the same time, we can also hear your views on these things." Luo Saxin patted his bare forehead and top of his head.
Alleria smiled: "Of course, but if you want to hear my opinion, you must stop calling me madam. This is a serious disrespect for an unmarried lady."
Lothar nodded awkwardly and smiled in apology.
At this time, Carlos supported his king, His Majesty Aiden, who arrived belatedly.
"This tall warrior must be Carlos Barov." Alleria spotted Carlos from a distance.
"Huh? Am I so famous?" Carlos found it strange that an unknown female elf was talking to him.
On the side, Tula Yang had an envious expression on his face.
"Of course, your feats in the Hinterlands greatly reduced the arrogance of the trolls. I can hear your name from the mouths of the troll captives in Zul'Aman." Alleria said with a smile, in her eyes Any man who can kill trolls is a good man.
"That's right. It seems that I have to be more careful when walking in the forest in the future." Carlos took the initiative to extend his hand, "Ms. High Elf, sinua'manore (nice to see you)."
"You can also speak Salasian. I am Alleria Windrunner. Bal'adash, sinua'manore (Hello, nice to meet you!" Alleria felt surprised and held the card at the same time. Ross's outstretched hand.
It turned out that this high elf girl was Alleria Windrunner, and Carlos was also surprised. Although he has a nice voice and looks good, his eyebrows are too long and always draw Carlos' attention away, and his breasts are not big enough. In Carlos' eyes, Allelia Windrunner seemed a little aloof and not as beautiful as he imagined.
Carlos, who had been baptized by the four major Asian evils in his previous life, was far more capable of appreciating beauty than the young natives of Azeroth. He behaved appropriately in front of Alleria, and Lothar couldn't help but take a high look at Carlos.
Well, it feels great in the palm of your hand. After a brief contact, the two separated.
"Sneeze, sneeze!" Carlos' nose itched, he quickly turned his head and sprayed Turayan in the face.
"What, are you allergic to the smell of shimmering hyacinth?" Alleria raised her arm and smelled it, then looked blankly at the others around her, wondering if the problem was with her.
The ointment made from the pollen of shimmering hyacinth can effectively prevent the damage to the skin caused by wind and sun. At the same time, the light smell can also prevent mosquito bites. It is a regular supply for rangers when traveling, but some people are allergic to it, so Alleria doubted herself first.
"I don't know, maybe someone is talking about me in their mind." Carlos glanced at Turayan with evil intentions.
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