Chapter 716 Don’t laugh when I’m thinking

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What is immortality?

Probably the kind of guy who says HOW OLD ARE YOU.

Terenas Menethil II is probably the kind of person mentioned above.

He was stabbed by his grandson, and the most vicious curse was attached to the knife. He was promised to have only three months to live, but half a year later, he still refused to die.

"Even if I endure the pain and hold my breath, I still have to wait until my son returns."

Although Terenas would not say these words, no one could guess his little thoughts.

After the initial turmoil, the Menethil family still relied on its deep family background to suppress all those who had inappropriate intentions.

Of course, Carlos is also responsible for this.

While presiding over the alliance meeting, Carlos' fishing law enforcement also helped his old father-in-law catch many careerists who wanted to overthrow Lordaeron, a comrade of the Menethil family.

Now that the great nobles and lords of Lordaeron have accepted this fact, the old king will probably wait until he puts the crown on Prince Arthas' head before he breathes his last breath.

The international situation is complex and the alliance is forced to remain stable.

After the storm calmed down, Carlos began to make his voice heard.

Alterac's messengers began to travel between the countries of Lordaeron. Regarding the issue of the Cursed Sect, Carlos began to deliberately expand the conflict to the surface.

Among them, Jean Greymane was naturally included.

It’s not like Jean doesn’t know the negative impact and serious consequences that may come from withdrawing from the alliance.

However, Gilneas is too far away from the gods and too close to the kingdom of Lordaeron.

Coupled with the complex national conditions in the Kingdom of Gilneas, building the Greymane Wall was the best choice that Jean could make.

With the complete abandonment of the Silverpine Forest area disputed with the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Genn Greymane's control over Gilneas's domestic territory has become increasingly firm; with the complete withdrawal from the Alliance to avoid a large amount of war expenditures and obligated supplies, the domestic Living standards have also begun to steadily improve; with the construction of the Greymane Wall, Terenas' self-destruction has also begun to gradually converge.

However, there are pros and cons to everything, and the negative consequences of closing the country to the outside world are gradually emerging.

But Genn Greymane had no choice.

At this time, the Greymane Wall had not yet been completed, and Carlos's envoys could still enter Gilneas through the gap.

But as Carlos's envoy was dying and handed the public official letter to Genn Greymane, the King of Gilneas felt the biting cold.

Someone is plotting to overthrow his rule!

After reading Carlos' letter, Genn Greymane fell into deep thought for a long time.

In the end, he politely declined Carlos's proposal for Gilneas to return to the Alliance, and sent his trusted guards to secretly take the sea route to send the reply to Alterante around half of the continent of Lordaeron.

Then, the construction progress of Greymane Wall will be accelerated in an all-round way.

Genn Greymane's reply is still floating on the sea, and it will take at least three months to land. Carlos does not regard Gilneas as an indispensable fighting force, so the matter is temporarily put aside.

History has used bloody lessons to tell future generations that relying on everyone to run can only lead to the blind.

Going to sea in Alsace does have an ominous smell, but without a full-scale outbreak of disease, the undead would not constitute a natural disaster.

Resurrection of the dead is not a big deal. Paladins and priests have a hundred ways to deal with undead creatures. In three hours, they will not only cure the undead creatures, but also take the time to spread the ashes for you.

What is truly terrifying is that when the undead army and natural disasters come together, this ebb and flow of strength can instantly overturn the social order of the Eastern Kingdom.

So Carlos focused his work on dealing with the Curse Cult and containing the outbreak of the plague.

As for brother-in-law Arthas, if he really goes to pull out Frostmourne, the worst he can do is to use the Personality Modification Friendship Face-breaking Fist to solve it.

Carlos's thinking, restricted by his great willpower, had become solidified in a different way, and he subconsciously ignored Alsace's role in the entire incident.

Therefore, Carlos focused his military preparations on fighting the epidemic.

In his opinion, as long as the natural disasters and epidemics are contained, the undead army is simply not enough.

Without a large number of battle-damaged people to replenish the number of the undead army, the undead natural disaster is simply a joke.

After defeating the Old God's conspiracy, Carlos even planned to go to Northrend in person, first to help the Lich King loosen his bones, and then to visit Ulduar.

You can't say that Carlos thought badly or thought wrong.

If the information is not equal, he does have a chance to unify the power of the entire Azeroth like the King of Steel.

But the current situation is that the Curse Sect is in darkness, and the Silver Dawn is slowly surfacing.

The period before the true synergy is formed is the weakest aspect of Carlos' plan.

Just like Carlos always thought that there was a big problem in supporting Quel'Thalas.

The hidden dangers left over since the founding of the country erupted in a comprehensive and forceful manner. Under the cover of the rune stone barrier, it was a bloody cleansing that was neither elegant nor civilized.

The history of elves is too long, and its history of tens of thousands of years is like a fairy tale to humans.

Therefore, after the beautiful rumors are spread, only the wise can estimate the slightest bit of truth.

After the Battle of Earthshattering, Jarod Shadowsong gave up the leadership of the night elves. This was the introduction.

It has only been over 10,000 years since Malfurion Stormrage and Tyrande Windwhisper came to power.

So here’s the question. The Sunstrider family and his followers left the Night Elf system and headed eastward only four thousand years ago.

In the blank six thousand years, what nasty things happened to the current high elves and their former relatives?

You know it with your eyes - fighting for power.

The progressive highborne, led by Dath'Remar Sunstrider, joined the front line of the battle against Queen Azshara and the Burning Legion.

It can be said that without the backbone of the empire from the Kaldorei Empire era, the conventional armed forces in the hands of Jarod and the magician Malfurion would not be able to fight against the Burning Legion and the high elves who were attracted by corruption.

Therefore, after the war, upper elves like Darth Mare could continue to make their voices heard.

However, the Well of Eternity exploded, Illidan was imprisoned, and the new well water fell under the supervision of the dragon and fell into the hands of Malfurion.

With the support of the lower class, reflections on that terrible war, and the support of the Dragon Kings, the Darth Marais who were unwilling to give up the arcane path were forced to unite and fight.

Then they lost completely and had no choice but to stay away from their homeland and open a branch base.

This is the dark political side behind the high elves' eastward journey.

The current dignitaries of Silvermoon City are essentially the descendants of losers. They support the Sunstrider family as king just because Darth Marei. Sunstrider has the biggest fist. It is just a multiple-choice question made under the pressure of survival.

But who is convinced?

This generation of Sun King Anastarian has already had great difficulty in suppressing the Silvermoon City Council, and much of the royal power has been divided among the council factions.

Nowadays, the once noble "descendants of the upper elves" have begun to put their hands on Kael'thas's inheritance.

This has touched Anastarian's bottom line.

This is just a continuation of the disputes between our ancestors four thousand years ago.

The only good thing is that all participants believe that "victory" belongs to them, and the bloody internal fighting of the upper elves is limited within the high walls of Silvermoon City.

Without the Burning Legion, the troll empire, and the pressure from outside, the Queldorei elves began to discuss the issue of throne and power.

In the eyes of outsiders, Quel'Thalas is still mysterious and powerful, and the Sunstrider family still rules the high elves.

But only the residents of Silver Moon City can realize how many "big figures" have not appeared in public for a long time.

The foundation accumulated by the high elves over the past four thousand years is being wasted away by internal fighting.

How many magister-level high elves died in the shadow corners like cannon fodder, and how many powerful warriors fell among the ghosts of poisonous wine and hidden arrows.

But neither Grand Mage Biluohua nor Ranger General Sylvanas said anything.

All royalists and parliamentarians agreed that now was the time to reestablish order.

Only Darkan was miserable about this. In his eyes, the glory of the high elves had been completely dimmed, and the powerful were parasites who ignored the suffering of the people.

After trying all the "peaceful" means he could think of, Darkan found that there was no way to end this bloody political struggle.

The suffering and anxiety destroyed his last trace of "sanity".

Magister Dar'Kan gave in to the voice within.

At this point, the Lich King Ner'zhul was overjoyed.

The last chess piece was gathered together.

The plan goes through!