Chapter 266: Farce (Part 2) (First update)

As one of Azeroth's top warriors, Kane's Bloodhoof is full of deterrence.

In one-on-one terms, even if you dare not say that you have a stable victory, Kane is definitely not afraid of the druid Vandal* Deer Helmet. As for status, Deer Helmet is at best one of the big bosses of the Night Elf, and is not yet considered the supreme leader of the Night Elf clan. Kane* Bloodhoof is the chief of the Taurus, and he is the only one in the entire Shuharu clan. It goes without saying which of the two is more important.

When Kane's blood hooves, which were as thick as a mountain and the demeanor of the leader of the strong clan suddenly burst out and pressed directly towards the Great Druid, the atmosphere in the entire chamber became more and more depressing. Then Kane stared at the Vandal Deer Helmet, who was choked by his own robbery, and said word by word:

"Good's attitude is my statement! If the night elves continue this farce, our Shuharu clan will withdraw from the meeting and go directly to the defense zone!"

Kane's Bloodhoof, who has always given the impression of a calm elder style, has revealed his nature to protect his calf at this moment. In order to support his disciples, this time, he directly put pressure on the night elves as the chief of the Tauren, and even offended the Great Druid Vandal* Deer Helmet, who is also a hero-level master!

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves!

As soon as Kane finished speaking, several other bigwigs present also expressed their attitudes one after another.

"The choice of the Tauren is the choice of our orcs!" Thrall, who kept closing his eyes and resting, ignored the internal strife of the night elves, also clearly expressed his attitude at this moment: "The dispute between the night elves clan is over here!"

"Super discussion!" Wojin, who represents the dark spear troll, is still the kind of person who is as proud as gold in front of the night elves, and he is too lazy to even be polite.

"Ha, it seems that the night elves are not as they advocate to you, they are noble and peaceful in the world, and they also have all kinds of evil and dirty things."

Kelthus's tone did not hide his contempt and jokes. It was strange that the Blood Elf Prince could give a good look at the night elves who once mercilessly exiled the High Elf clan. At this moment, Kelthus would naturally not let it go if he had the opportunity to ridicule these victims ten thousand years ago.

What's more, judging from the information revealed in this farce, the methods of several leaders of the Night Elf are not authentic:

"We blood elves traveled across the ocean to this continent. We must not come to see you as a farce, cousin!"

"Cardoré, now you should put the overall situation first!" Even the bear monster clan, who has always been involved with the night elves, expressed dissatisfaction with the scene that happened at the meeting...

...

Almost after Lao Tang and Kayne's master and apprentice made their position, except for the frown and silent Duke Gianna and Leorek, in the conference room, they received almost clear support and support from other forces.

The good popularity of the Tauren clan was fully demonstrated at this moment...

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After Lao Tang forced the atmosphere in the conference room, it became more awkward and depressing.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the Moon God High Priest knew that this was the best opportunity to defend himself and the only opportunity to cleanse the tribesmen's impression of his own stains...

Taking a deep breath, Tyrande became the chief priestess of the white-robed Moon God with elegant temperament and noble temperament. Looking around at his compatriots, Tyrande said softly in a tone that could not help but make people feel pity:

"I went to the Moonlight Woodland in the hope of awakening the druids to enhance our strength. The release of Illidan is also to enhance our combat effectiveness as much as possible and increase the weight of defeating the Burning Legion. Everyone also knows the strength of the Burning Legion, and this time their invasion of Kalimd was led by Archmond, the polluter who once caused Malorn to fall..."

"Many people cannot understand what I do, but here I want to remind everyone... In order to defeat the common enemy, the Burning Legion, we unite with humans, orcs, trolls, and the high elves who were once exiled by us, to resist the Burning Legion."

Tyrande's silver eyes flashed with sadness and said loudly: "For the whole world, there are generations of humans and orcs standing together; for the whole world, we can temporarily unite with our former mortal enemies, trolls, and for the whole world, we can exchange trust with strange humans."

"So, please think carefully. For the sake of the whole world, why did I release Illidan's behavior but I couldn't understand it. Can the tribe members not compare with other outsiders in our eyes?"

Tyrande's voice suddenly became a little excited, "For such a reason, I went to negotiate with the guards. I hope they could give their tribe a chance, but to my surprise, they rejected me without thinking..."

"Mavie, what do you do when reality requires you to make some sacrifices?"

"You..." Mavie's lips trembled in anger. Tyrande said this, undoubtedly finding some examples to tell herself that her actions were for the sake of the entire tribe and the whole world. If she insisted on revenge by those dead sisters, it would become a cause of selfishness.

Regarding the experience of political struggle, the eloquence of refuting right and wrong, and the means of winning people's hearts, the watchman Mawei* Shadow Song is not a little worse than Tyrande, who has been in charge of the night elves for tens of thousands of years. The vocal and vocal priestess of the moon goddess easily puts herself on the commanding heights of morality, which makes people unable to argue...

"Sir! Our sisters..." The watchmen gathered behind Mavie with annoyance. Their intuition told them that Tyrande was not as noble as she said, but they were clumsy in words and could not refute Tyrande's words at all.

"I can understand your feelings," Tyrande once again changed into a compassionate expression and said sadly: "But remember, my only wish is to defeat the Burning Legion. Everything I do starts from this."

"I am a priestess, but I have to bear this kind of sin. I don't want to do this. I really hope to persuade the sisters to agree to release Illidan, but the result is extremely sad." Tyrande's eyes were filled with tears and continued to sob and said loudly: "The creatures of Kalimdo need us to unite, and the safety of Azeroth needs us to protect together! In your eyes, I am a murderer, and I should be destroyed... Then if you kill me, you can calm your anger and do it, and I will never resist!"

"But the death of hope can make you let go of your hatred. At this moment... we really can't have civil strife again!"

After saying this, Tyrande closed his eyes and took the initiative to put his slender neck forward, as if waiting for Mavi's blade to pass through his throat: "I'm standing here, I don't regret everything I do."

Everything Tyrande said was too shocking to the night elves.

The prestige accumulated over the past ten thousand years has already made most night elves believe that Tyrande's approach must have its own difficulties. Now Tyrande's tearful words expressing their opinions in their generous manner proves their conjecture, or the conjecture that is more in line with their expectations...

"Tyrande, you! Shameless!"

Mavie's chest was fluctuating violently, and her fingers even trembled violently due to anger. In her pretended performance of Tyrand, it was so disgusting. But it was this clumsy lies and quibbling that made her turn around the situation... This made Mavie, the Watcher, furious but powerless.

Unless, she is really willing to take the blame for the world and offend all the races present in one fell swoop to launch an attack to fight a battle with little chance of winning...

"It is worthy of being the chief priestess selected by Eluen. He violated the tribe's laws and released prisoners privately, but decorated himself with great nobleness."

Vandal* Deer Helmet felt even more disgusted with the white-robed priestess standing beside him, but he found that the tribe members looked at Tyrande with a layer of sympathy and admiration, which made him feel that his plan seemed to be lost again. At this moment, the big druid could only disdainfully mock him: "This sounds like that, but I don't believe it."

"Enough!"

Malfurio, who had always been like air, finally exploded. He took a step forward suddenly, blocked Tyrande behind him and held her hand, as if he wanted to give his wife a support. He believed in his lover, and seeing Tyrande so sad, Malfurio felt that his heart was broken. But these people still accused his wife of doing things, which was unreasonable!

"This matter is sad, but we don't want to see it all, right?" As he spoke, Malfurion kept looking at Mavie's Shadow Song

"This is the end of this matter!" Malfurion's majestic aura filled the entire conference room. His amber eyes were unprecedentedly strong and unquestionable, and finally showed the demeanor of a clan leader: "Before the end of the war, I don't want to hear any objections or disputes about this matter!"

"Now everything is to defeat the Burning Legion as its primary goal!"

The floor under Mavie's feet quietly turned into bits of fine wood chips, flowing with anger, and the eyes exposed outside the mask were like a layer of ice that never melted all year round, and their eyes seemed to penetrate Malfurion and reach Tyrande behind him:

"Tyrande's words! The color of my blood will fill your dreams! I will calculate this debt with you after the war!"

But, can it be settled?

Mavie questioned herself in pain. Tyrande had perfectly established an image of devoting herself to justice. She wanted to force her to settle again, which was equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the vast majority of the tribes. But the blood of her subordinates could not be in vain...

"Let's go!" Before the tears could flow out of their eyes, they were evaporated by anger. The prison officer Mavie Yingge let the blood on his lips fall silently to the ground. Finally, he stared at the moon goddess Priestess with hatred, anger and resentful eyes, turned around and pushed away the night elves guards with a blank expression, and led his subordinates to push open the wooden door and strode away again...

"Galaude, continue to preside over the meeting!" The attitude of the watchman Mavie made Malfurio helpless and felt a headache. At this moment, he could only turn his head to look at the gloomy-faced coalition commander Garod* Yingge said in a deep voice: "We have been delaying for a long time... Everything is the overall situation first!"

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The last meeting before the decisive battle of the Holy Mountain of Haigal ended hastily after agreeing on the last few issues and plans. The incidents in the meeting, except for the night elves losing face and leaving a little haze, did not have much impact on other races of the coalition.

After all, as Malfurion said--now, everything is aiming to defeat the Burning Legion as its primary goal!

And the most important thing now is to prepare the military for the Battle of Holy Mountain in Haigal!

There is not much time left...

In front of the teleportation array of the Legion Fortress, Lao Tang and Kelthas, who had sent Kane's blood hoof, were standing in front of the generals in the martial arts field, quietly watching the busy soldiers of the two tribes below getting ready to pack. Tomorrow morning, the participating troops of the Taurus and the Blood Elves will set off for the Haishan Defense Line...

"That night elf moon goddess priestess is not simple!" The elf prince standing next to Lao Tang suddenly sighed and said sarcastically: "Just relying on a hypocritical performance, the public opinion disadvantage can be easily reversed... Tsk tsk, a farce sets off such a good actor as her."

"Women are all born actors!"

Hearing the ridicule of his friends, Old Tang shrugged without comment and complained sharply: "No matter who is involved in political relations, no one can remain pure."

"Including you and me in the future..."

"Kaizi, if you want to become a qualified leader, you will inevitably be sarcastic." Turning his head and looking at the elf prince beside him with a surprised expression, he comforted him earnestly: "From her perspective, everything Tyrande did today is understandable, and even his performance is perfect. It is the ability of someone who can say that dead is alive... Let's learn a little. The enemies in the future will be much more difficult than this moon goddess priestess!"

"If you want to rebuild the Well of the Sun, you have to be related to Illidan and even stand in the same camp. To help the senior with low emotional intelligence clean up his identity, this ability to reverse right and wrong is essential. Otherwise, sooner or later, we will become rats crossing the street, and everyone will shout and beat him..."

Illidan still has three bottles of well water in his hand. From the stinginess of Yillidan's distribution of three bottles of well water, it can be seen from the stinginess of Yillidan's stinginess that it would be almost impossible for Kelthas to get well water if he didn't tie himself to Illidan's chariot. And even if Old Tang could win some favors from all races through this battle of the sea and mountains, he still couldn't guarantee that the insidious and cunning Kiljadan would not target him again like the original work...

What's more, if Illidan had not used the power of Sargeras' Eye to bombard the Ice Throne, Old Tang could not guarantee whether the Lich King's power would be weakened like the original work, and he could not guarantee whether the Forgotten One could break free from the constraints and restore freedom...

Without the rebellion of the Forgotten One, Old Tang could not think of anything else that could stop the undead natural disaster from sweeping across the northern part of the eastern kingdom, or even the entire world. After all, the natural disaster of fighting through war, and the increase in military strength instead of decreasing is too terrifying... The threat to this world is even far above the Burning Legion...

What's more... it's related to Sylvanas's freedom, Lao Tang cannot gamble...

Under these restrictions after another, it is almost a foregone conclusion that Illidan will be circulating with the demons in the future.

And Lao Tang, who has been thinking about how to free him from this infamous future, this time I really want to thank Tyrande for this vivid "performance class" that he taught him today!

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