The orc was not very angry about this, he laughed for a while and continued. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"We are no longer the tribe we used to be, and now we are firmly established in Durontar. We are building our city there, Orgrimmar. We signed an armistice with Theramore, the human kingdom founded by Ms. Gianna Prodimore. Our Great Chief, Sal, have sent me here to invite you forsaken to join our tribe family. ”

"Now, the Minotaurs of Mogore, and a group of wandering trolls have joined us. We're getting stronger! A smile appeared on the orc's face, "We are not the old tribe of the past, we only know killing and destroying. However, as the envoy of the Grand Chief of Sal, I can apologize on behalf of us orcs for the hurtful actions you have done in the past. ”

"Huh."

Sylvanas has a delicate, delicate face, and if it weren't for the pale and bluish complexion, you wouldn't have been able to tell that she was a dead High Elf. Her body was covered in a wide black cloak and a cape hat on her head, and two red eyes glowed brightly under the cloak.

Her current body is not her body. This body was the body of her former subordinate, and after she was killed by Arthas, Arthas's soul was captured and sealed in this body.

This is to punish her for her resistance to the Scourge when she was a High Elf Ranger General. Arthas wanted to torture her with this curse of immortality.

This is one of the reasons why Sylvanas hates Arthas so much.

"No, you don't!" The Queen of Darkness sneered for a moment before continuing, "Do you think that killing our people and destroying the forests we live on can make up for it with a word of apology? ”

"Countless of our High Elf people have died in the jungle because of your barbarism. Now, you're telling me that you want me to join your orc-dominated tribe? And that's not all, you've taken in our feuding trolls and let them join you. ”

"You want me to live with my feud?" Sylvanas, the Queen of Darkness, snorted coldly and looked at the green-skinned orcs opposite, revealing a look of contempt. Then he turned around and walked towards the small room next to the hall. "Hmph, I'm not interested!"

"Queen of Darkness, please stay." Perhaps expecting such a result, the orc's face did not fluctuate much. His broad lips turned upwards, fangs rubbing against each other.

Sylvanas turned to glance at him, "What else do you say!?" ”

The green-skinned orc, with legs the size of a small tree stump, came to Sylvanas and stood still.

The orc looked at her calmly.

"You're not a High Elf anymore." The orc looked at her pale face and said it slowly. The Dark Queen stared at him expressionlessly, and he felt the Dark Queen in front of him suddenly become cold, and a chill invaded from the other side.

The orc did not back down because of this, he represented the glory of the orc and the tribe, and he did not back down because of this. He resolutely continued, "You are now the leader of a new race, don't let your past affect your judgment!" For the sake of your race, for the sake of the future of the Forsaken, joining the family of the Horde is the best for you now! ”

"Humanity will not accept you! They will not tolerate you occupying their capital. Sooner or later, they will attack you. The orc stared at Sylvanas without flinching.

As if to match his words, the ruins of Lordaeron above his head suddenly roared violently. This allowed them to hear clearly hundreds of meters underground.

"Do you hear that? Maybe it's the humans who are attacking you right now! The orc's heart was relieved, and his mood became a little excited. Join us and we're here to help. ”

Sylvanas's face didn't fluctuate much, which made the orc a little disappointed. However, he immediately adjusted, this kind of long-term impact is not something that can be decided at one time.

"You don't have to worry about it, we Forsaken can solve it ourselves." Sylvanas waved his hand, and a royal terror guard stepped aside, "Send our guests to rest." ”

The guard came to the orc's side and motioned for him to come with him, but the green-skinned orc did not rush to leave, and he said one last word to Sylvanas.

"Be careful with your decisions, Queen of Darkness. Your words and deeds determine the life and death of your people, and our tribe is no longer the same as before. ”

After saying that, the orc straightened up, clenched his left hand into a fist, struck it on his right chest, and gave Sylvanas an orc salute, then turned and followed the guard out of the place.

After the orcs left, Karl Main hurriedly stepped forward.

"Liaison Officer Carl Maine, speak. What's going on out there! Sylvanas stared at his liaison officer in the audience, and a cold voice reached Karl Mayne's ears.

Karl Maien stood up and crossed his hands over his chest and gave a necromantic salute. The Dark Queen looked at them with a fanatical expression, "Your Majesty, we have been attacked by humans in the Tirisfal Glades. From all positions, using ballistas and cannons, they attacked the ruins above us. Do we need to react? ”

Sylvanas walked to the edge of the platform step by step, looking at him condescendingly.

"Has humanity sent ground troops to attack our cities? How many people are there? ”

"There was no Her Majesty, they just shelled us and did not send ground troops." Karl Maine hurriedly told what he knew, "Maybe to test us?" ”

Sylvanas' brow furrowed, and she asked with a cold face. "What about Varimathas? What is he doing as the Supreme Defense Commander? ”

"He's presiding over the defense of the ruins above."

"Go and get him down, I've got something to ask him!" Sylvanas's expression turned cold, "Let him come down quickly!" ”

"Yes!" Karl Maien saluted and quickly left the place.

Sylvanas was suddenly a little irritable, she had already known the small movements of the people below. The demon Varimathas got word when she sent her army out. At the same time, there is also Putress of the Alchemy Room's Manufacturing Department, a former subordinate of the Lich King, who also sent a large group of puppets out.

The reason for this was already known, and there was a group of humans gathered there in Brill. In this matter, she also has selfish intentions. She hoped that the Forgotten would grow in their ethnic groups, and that there was nothing they could do right now unless they were reborn from the plague. Apothecaries need a large number of corpses to study the plague that increases the population, and they also need a large number of test items to perfect other potions. This also led to her not stopping this incident in the first place.

In the same way, she wanted to see how the humans outside would react. Today, they are surrounded by humans on all sides, except for the side near Alterac that does not have a Crusader army. Because of the construction of the dungeon, they missed the best opportunity to expand and were tightly surrounded by the Crusaders.

If the humans don't react much, she can try to attack the human stronghold and slowly encroach on the nearby land. If the reaction is strong, then turn to Alterac to occupy there, which is also a place of abundance.

Obviously, the human reaction is relatively large.

Now, though, is not the time to think about it. The Crusaders have spotted her army, or her army is already attacking Brill, and the attack here is only to relieve the pressure on the humans over there.

So, what do the forsaken need to do now? Is it an attack in one go? Or wait and see? Or a retreat?

Sylvanas sighed, the subconscious in the depths of her mind had been resisting the possibility of all-out war with humanity. This feeling is indescribable, perhaps the remaining subconscious has been playing tricks all along. After all, humans and the High Elves have been allies for a long time.

If you say, killing Garissus before was purely for his own survival. After all, if he doesn't kill him, he will kill himself. So, what exactly is this battle for? For their own selfish desires? For the sake of the community?

"No, I'm here for revenge." Sylvanas muttered under his breath.

At this time, the Scourge Legion is the biggest enemy of himself and mankind, which is the reason why he has been restrained until now and has never taken the initiative to attack humans.

Compared to humans, Arthas is the culprit of this issue!

Sylvanas' face darkened, and she clenched her fists. All along, her mind would always remember the scene of her death under the high walls of the Yongge Forest.

Arthas's sword became a nightmare she could not forget.

In the hallway outside the Royal Quarter, there was a dull sound of footsteps.

Sylvanas instantly regained her indifference, staring coldly at the entrance to the hall.

The Dreadlord with a pair of fleshy wings walked in, looked left and right, and then turned his gaze to Sylvanas above.

After staring at the Dark Queen for a moment with his eyes glowing with demonic flames, the demon knelt down with one of his deer hooves, his head bowed and his crooked demon horns facing the ground.

"Queen, are you calling me?"

"Varimathas, you know what I'm telling you to do," Sylvanas looked at him with a cold expression, "What's going on with those humans out there?" You give me an explanation! ”

"I remember giving the order not to attract the attention of the paladins outside for the time being, to be their first target. But," Sylvanas said, gesturing to the ruined buildings on the ground above, "hear what's that sound out there?" ”

The sound of the collapse of buildings above continued to spread into the Dark City below, and Varimathas half-knelt under the high platform, silent.

"Lift up your head, Varimathas!" Sylvanas said indifferently. "Explain to me why you are going against my orders to attack those humans."