Chapter 374: I Promise...

Although Alleria was glad to see her king finally resolute, she had to remind the Sun King, "Trolls are not the whole problem, the threat of the Horde is the most important! Fortunately, I have brought powerful reinforcements, Duke Marcus of Stormwind and his army of thirty thousand private soldiers..."

However, the Sun King flatly refused, "No, I don't need the help of humans. The high elves can handle the invaders themselves. Send a message, summon my son Kael'thas back."

Alleria instinctively felt something was wrong.

The elves were too proud and too isolated. They believed themselves to be the origin of world civilization, considering humans as mere scavengers of leftover elven magic, and dwarf and gnome machinery as heresy.

Thousands of years of isolation had only fostered the elves' arrogance and brought them nothing else. No, perhaps it did bring something - corruption!

Alleria recalled a time three thousand years ago when Anasterian was almost forced to abdicate by the Silvermoon Council because he had taught humans too much magic.

Alleria shouted loudly, warning her king about the orcs.

Unfortunately, her advice was once again ignored. Her clear voice was drowned out by the noisy debates of the lords and mage councilors.

Finally, the Sun King dismissed Alleria with a few words, "Thank you for your repeated warnings, my Ranger-General. Now it's time for you to fulfill your duties. Take your ranger troops and repel all trolls. Before our main force arrives, I don't want to hear more news of our land falling."

"Wait! What about reinforcements? Our losses are already severe. More than half of our troops have been decimated, and we're less than fifty percent staffed." Alleria tried to argue.

"No reinforcements! You must do what needs to be done! The nation has entrusted you with the ranger troops to stabilize the border. Yes, evacuating the civilians is also your responsibility. If you can't hold them off, you might as well throw yourself in there."

What a joke, expecting a ranger troop of less than three thousand to resist an elite army of a hundred thousand orcs and trolls? It's known that when facing trolls, elven rangers have no advantage at all.

The current situation is, they can't even hold off the trolls, let alone organize the evacuation of the people!?

Alleria was almost furious, and naturally, at this time, she thought of Duke.

Who knew the Sun King would add, "I don't care whether your boyfriend is nearby or not, you are now a general of Quel'Thalas! Please fulfill your duties, or I will treat you as a traitor. Also, if humans enter our borders without our consent, treat them the same way you treat trolls."

The Sun King's words made Alleria's heart plummet into icy hell.

What time is it? Still fantasizing about winning this cross-racial war with elves alone? It's clearly a time when we can't win unless we unite!

"Your Majesty!" Alleria raised her voice.

"Guards, take her away. Let the council send a supervisor to ensure the Windrunner sisters fulfill their duties." With a wave of the Sun King's hand, nearly ten guards with harp-shaped shields quickly blocked her view of the Sun King.

"I'm sorry, it's my duty... Please go!" The captain of the guard's face was equally bad.

Everyone's eyes were clear.

Alleria, a hero in the Troll Wars, has been stationed on the border for over three thousand years for the safety of Quel'Thalas. This time, she warned of the large-scale invasion of trolls in advance.

The first time, she was thoroughly humiliated by the councilors with their words.

The second time, despite her great merit in alerting the high-ranking officials, she was once again neglected due to her background.

In the end, it was because all the elven high-ranking officials were mages, with a fanatical worship of spellcasters. And they viewed all non-spellcasters as cannon fodder.

If Windrunner were a magic family, she would have been a hero of Quel'Thalas again by now.

Alleria was taken away, and when a substitute councilor appeared among the severely damaged ranger team as a supervisor, everyone was almost furious!

"The damn Silvermoon Council is just like a bird's shit! Sister! Since we promised Duke to become his vassals, let Duke's troops come in advance, we'll pretend we don't see it..." Sylvanas, the most rebellious among the Windrunner sisters, cursed directly.

But what she received was a slap!

Sylvanas was stunned by the slap.

Alleria's sharp voice: "You and I are now generals of the Quel'Thalas rangers! Now our homeland is under attack. Are your words worthy of the nation, worthy of the people? As long as we bear the emblem of Quel'Thalas, the king's orders are absolute."

Not to mention Sylvanas, even Alleria felt an unbearable sense of frustration.

Sylvanas argued unwillingly: "There are clearly better ways to solve this crisis and eliminate the possible disaster, but we give up all this because of arrogance. This kind of behavior that will kill countless people, do you really want to suppress your discomfort and force yourself to accept it!?"

"What else can I do? It's wartime! If it's after the war, and everyone is safe, I can certainly calmly serve Duke. But now our homeland is burning! Any special move I make is treason!" Alleria couldn't help but yell.

Vereesa and Lirath watched their arguing sisters, unable to interject. They felt both sides had a point, but they couldn't come up with any better ideas.

Vereesa could only plead with her sisters to stop arguing with a nearly crying expression.

Sylvanas stubbornly said, "Idiot! Aren't you very reliant on Duke? Then go find him again! That guy has a lot of tricks. His ideas must be better than yours."

"Yeah! Why not go find Duke."

With her sister's cover, Alleria found Daniel, the human mage Duke had arranged in the ranger team, and asked him to send a magical message to Duke.

Soon, Alleria contacted Duke.

After she explained her difficulties, Duke laughed, "Fool, you should have come to me sooner. I was just wondering, if you were detained by the Sun King, should I declare war on Quel'Thalas? Or use political means to ransom you out."

"Please, I'm asking for your help. Duke, don't make things worse." Alleria's voice sounded like she was about to cry.

"I was just joking."

"That joke wasn't funny at all."

"Alright, leave the task of delaying the orcs to me, you focus on organizing the civilians to evacuate, okay?"

"How are you going to do it? Your soldiers can't cross the border!"

"I promise that not a single soldier from the Alliance or Stormwind will cross the border."