Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 324: Conditions

A sharp sound of metal knocking was heard, and every orc dropped his shoulders as if he had been pardoned, and returned to the camp with his equipment.

On the city wall, every elf opened their mouths in disbelief, witnessing this miraculous scene in amazement.

Withdrawing now?

An army of one hundred thousand was actually scared away by a flag?

What flag is this?

God bless you, could this be the flag of the legendary Titan of Creation?

On the city wall, the elves, who were still unaware of what was happening behind them, were so curious that they were about to explode. They all cast inquiring glances at General Alleria, who had shot the entire battle flag five hundred meters away with one blow.

Alleria ignored their glances and just talked to herself.

"He did it."

"Yes! He did it." Wen Resa was the first to answer.

"Hehe! It seems that there is nothing that our new 'master' cannot do?" Sylvanas 'finished the job' rebelliously.

"You and my eldest sister are the only ones who agreed to transfer to other positions," Lirath, the calmest one, complained.

Alleria smiled bitterly: "Silly sister, we all ran away, but you still refused to leave. This is harming you."

Sylvanas clamped the fourth sister's neck under her arm and grinned, "If you are so reluctant, you shouldn't have followed me and my eldest sister on a chocobo across half of Silvermoon City to protest to the councilors."

Lirath remained silent, acknowledging that her second sister had seen through her thoughts.

At this moment, the people who were most shocked were the parliamentarians who were watching the live broadcast, as well as the Sun King and his son.

Retired?

Just quit like that?

Although everyone could see that the troll seemed reluctant, he finally retreated.

One flag defeats thousands of troops?

No! This is a flag that drives back a hundred thousand troops!

If the elves did not know that humans and orcs had been fighting for more than a year, and that millions of lives had been sacrificed in the war and the devastating massacre, and that the hatred between them had already become so strong that it could not be dissolved, they would definitely think that the orcs and humans were playing a double game and were trying to trick the high elves.

Of course, the anxiety and panic on the faces of those orc warriors could not be faked.

Now, no matter if Duke did it with his fame or something else, he did it anyway. Even if the negotiations between Quel'Thalas and the Alliance failed in the end, at least Duke helped them buy the most precious time.

Whether the high elves like it or not, the entire Quel'Thalas has now entered a state of war. Every three days, 100 qualified glaive thrower crews can be trained from civilians who have never been in combat; 1,000 craftsmen engaged in other work can be transformed into war machine craftsmen; and construct craftsmen can produce 50 more arcane guards.

The high elves were actually stunned. Once they truly tap into their war potential, they will be able to hold out for a while longer.

Of course, without Duke, they still couldn't hold out for long. The most important reason was that the territory fell too quickly. Nearly 50% of the people outside Silvermoon City were massacred or blocked by the Horde's army. When the troll headhunters wiped out all these resistances, the disadvantage of the elves' small population would be infinitely magnified.

The elves, who are few in number, have no chance of resisting the stranglehold of the tribal coalition forces.

Everything is different now. The shadow of war has not yet completely dissipated, but at least everyone can see the dawn of hope, even if that dawn comes from a human named Duke.

In the hall, Sun King Anasterian spoke: "Sir Edmund, your reputation is so great that every witness is amazed. I have to admit that although you are young, you do have the strength to lead this terrible racial war. Let us start negotiations based on this."

Like the Sun King's hand, a magic device under Duke's feet suddenly started up.

Don't get me wrong, it's not a magic trap, it's just a raised platform.

One level, two levels... a total of nine levels, allowing Duke to rise to a level equal to the Sun King.

A rectangular table appeared between the Sun King and Duke, and the Silver Moon Council's acting Speaker, Morens, could only sit next to the Sun King.

Duke asked Ilucia to sit beside him and act as his secretary.

The situation was set, and the other members of parliament could only listen in from several levels lower, and it seemed that they would not even be qualified to speak. This was the punishment that the Sun King gave to the members of parliament after he regained control of the country.

Sitting down, Duke's first words were: "Before the negotiations officially begin, I have a small personal request."

"you say."

"I admire your Ranger General Alleria Windrunner and her Ranger family. After the war with the orcs, I will own half of the Elwynn Forest, so I need an excellent team of rangers to help me take care of my forest. I wonder if Your Majesty can give them up?"

Small request?

I'm afraid this is your biggest goal?

Anasterian's cloudy eyes flashed a gleam of light: "Elves are free. We allow different opinions and lifestyles. Just like more than 6,000 years ago, our night elves could not accept our pursuit of magic and agreed to let us leave. We will not overly force those elves who want to live a different life."

"Thank you in advance."

"But I have one small condition."

Duke narrowed his eyes, and his deep black pupils burst into a look that said, "If you are too critical, blame me for flipping the table." "You say."

"Until the main force of the Horde is driven out of Eversong Forest, every Windrunner must continue to wear the badge of Quel'Thalas."

"Okay." Duke knew that it was the high elves' face that was causing trouble again.

The Sunstrider family has no princess, so naturally there is no marriage. Even if it loses face now, it is not a big deal. But if everyone knew that it was by selling its own generals that reinforcements were obtained, can the Sunstrider still lead the country in the future?

Contrary to the Sun King and the Silver Moon Council's imagination, Duke did not make any harsh demands, such as territory, or the large amount of magical literature and magical knowledge that the high elves regarded as treasures.

Instead, they raised quite a few things or requests that the elves couldn't understand:

First of all, the Lordaeron Alliance is in urgent need of mages: after ensuring the safety of Eversong Forest, Quel'Thalas must dispatch a thousand-man mage group consisting of no less than 20 Adept mages and 5 Master mages to participate in the war against the orcs. The mage group directly obeys the current Alliance commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief, and their service period will last until the Dark Portal, the passage for the orcs to come to Azeroth, is closed.

The second thing was technology. Duke didn't ask for magic knowledge, but took away a lot of information about the arcane construct guards and tons of magic crystals. Of course, this batch of crystals was a huge fortune for Dalaran, but it was a drop in the bucket for Quel'Thalas, which had the Sunwell and could mass-produce magic crystals.

Finally, there is the legal right for high elves and humans to intermarry and reside.