CHAPTER 162: WOW: 162 THE HIGH ELF’S INSIDER

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"Yes, but it may not work. I have asked the priests to prepare, and they can launch a storm to cause a tsunami at any time."

Vashj frowned. It would take some time for the Naga to prepare for launching a tsunami, as they had agreed on before.

Dealing with allies? The high elves have never looked at the human kingdom with a straight face, so they are not allies at all. Arthas just wants to add fuel to the fire of this tribal invasion. Some people are bad guys, so he just happens to be a good guy?

"I will have people create some trouble near the Sunwell, and then the support the Sunwell can provide to Silvermoon City will become extremely limited. Vashj, go and preside over this ceremony and sink those arrogant guys to the bottom of the sea. Don’t forget, they were all traitors back then!"

Arthas had a sinister smile. Although he was a paladin, he was making such despicable calculations, which completely violated the meaning of the Holy Light!

Vashj nodded slightly, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes. The hatred between the several elf races was no less than that.

"Your Highness, once again, I am thankful that we are allies rather than enemies."

"We will be eternal allies. By the way, I plan to build a base in Vashj’ir, which was once your territory. Are you interested in taking me on a tour of Vashj’ir?"

Alsace smiled and made a suggestion, "If you think it’s rude, just pretend I didn’t say it."

Vashj’ir is an underwater world that appeared during the Great Disaster. It is a terrifying world. Many people with deep-sea phobias will be triggered. Sometimes when you are swimming, a huge sea snake will bite you to death. This sudden death will definitely scare everyone.

However, it is undeniable that this sea area has rich resources and can be used as a transit supply station. If a base can be occupied and developed, the rich resources inside can make Alsas’s pockets bulge again.

"Of course you can. However, there are still many dirty Kvaldir there. If you want to go there, Your Highness, you must be careful. In addition to those dirty seagrass people, there are also many minions of Neptulon. I am looking forward to Your Highness helping me take back Vashjir."

Vashj pulled Arthas onto the pirate ship with just a few words, and it’s still unclear who is using whom!

The two of them planned a good play against Silvermoon City. These arrogant high elves must pay the price for their arrogance. They just need to join the alliance honestly and agree to his request. If they insist on seeking death, then it is not his fault.

Moreover, Arthas knew that the Horde’s goal was never Silvermoon City, but Lordaeron. If Silvermoon City could not be captured for a long time, Orgrim would withdraw his troops within three days and raid Lordaeron from the Kingdom of Alterac. It was impossible to find the Horde from other places, as the vast field of vision could easily reveal the Horde’s traces. Once discovered, all previous efforts would be wasted, and they might even be surrounded and annihilated. There was only one possibility, which was to pass through the Kingdom of Alterac. Although the main passages were guarded by the Alliance army, there were still some less used mountain trails that could be passed, which required the guidance of local people to complete.

Therefore, Arthas had to threaten the Sunwell of Silvermoon City. He could not threaten the Sunwell, but he had to create a loophole in the defense of the Sunwell. This would cause the high elves to be distracted to deal with this matter. Otherwise, once the Sunwell was breached, they would be completely finished.

If the Sunwell defenses are to be repaired, the support for the battles ahead will be very limited, which may lead to the collapse of the front line. Compared to the orcs, the elves are too weak, even too weak.

In Silvermoon City, the Horde’s siege army had just retreated, and the entire defense line was still as solid as a rock. This time, with the help of Silvermoon City’s mages and the nearly infinite power of the Sunwell, orcs, trolls, and even ogre mages were defeated on the spot. They simply could not break through Silvermoon City’s defense line. Although the city wall was bombarded several times, it still held.

Alleria’s pretty face was stained with dark traces of gunpowder smoke. She hadn’t slept for two days and had to be responsible for the defense of the city wall. Especially when the news of her mother’s death came, she almost fainted. Even though she was extremely sad, she still suppressed her grief and turned it into motivation to slaughter orcs and trolls. If it weren’t for the invasion of the tribe, her parents would not have died. Someone must pay the price for this, all orcs and trolls must die! Hatred gave her momentum, her momentum was rising, and there were signs of a breakthrough.

"Sister, do you think it would be better if we didn’t come to Silvermoon City but went back to Wind Walker Tower first?"

The third sister, Vereesa, was a little worried. She was also a ranger. She had previously worked in Silvermoon City, helping the nobles catch certain animals, and as a result, she missed the opportunity to stay in the territory.

"I don’t know. No matter what, we have to protect Silvermoon City. We can’t let more people die. Arthas will support Windrunner. He will definitely do so."

Aurelia’s eyes were filled with sorrow, but when she mentioned her lover, her eyes sparkled and she had great confidence in Arshan.

"Is Alsace really that magical?"

Vereesa was very curious. Her elder sister fell in love after going out for a trip, and the object was a human! Humans are short-lived. So what if they are princes? They are still short-lived.

"He is a man who is good at creating miracles."

Aurelia used her little finger to tuck her hair behind her head, her movements were indescribably charming. Just as she was about to speak, a horn sounded, "The tribe has started to attack again, return to your posts and be careful!"

At the same time, a figure sneaked to the island of Quel’Danas where the Sun Well was located. This sneaky figure was the traitor Kandal, a high-ranking elven mage who was dissatisfied with his own status and resentful of Silvermoon City.

At this time, Kandal reached the Green Gill Coast near the Sun Well, went ashore, planted the Tidal Rune Stone outside the forest, and made a magic mark. He looked at the Sun Well Highland Garrison in the distance with a hint of resentment. It was originally his position, but because the members of the Silver Moon City Council disliked his background, they let another family member take the position. They also mocked him in every way. With such resentment, it is not surprising that he became a traitor. When people lose hope, they either become salted fish and lie down, or become crazy and destroy madly.