Black Forest Strike, my light speed ship was exposed

"People should not dwell on the past. The grief of the past is sad, but only by letting go can we move towards the future. The orcs have transformed. They are no longer the old tribes that killed innocent people. We should let go of our hatred for each other and work together for the future."

Medivh said, "The war between orcs and the orcs has brought unprecedented suffering to both races, but the mastermind behind all that is the Burning Legion. He is the culprit that causes our hatred for each other. Why do you hate the orcs so much, but want to cooperate with the Burning Legion?"

"The future of mankind belongs to mankind and should be created by mankind itself. If the orcs want to cooperate, then show the benefits they can bring to mankind. If the orcs and the night elves can defeat the Burning Legion, then I believe that humans will also be happy to cooperate with them."

Daelin suppressed his anger and excitement just now and said with a smile.

"It's easy to talk about interests between races, why do we have to talk about justice? My duty is just to ensure that my people can enjoy a happy and stable life. If the orcs become a threat, we will eliminate them. If they are useful, we will cooperate. It's that simple. If you come here just to form an alliance, you are doomed to return empty-handed."

"You will regret cooperating with the Burning Legion. You have not experienced their evil yourself, and you don't know how terrible they are. Believe me, the Burning Legion is really a creature that walked out of the nightmare hell." Medivh said.

"I don't know if we will regret cooperating with the Burning Legion in the future, but I know we will regret cooperating with the orcs. Stand on the same front with the interests of the people, instead of sacrificing unnecessary people for the so-called morality and savior sentiment in your heart. Please don't come here to act as a savior, Medivh. It is an absolute mistake for the Tirefaces Council to establish the position of Guardian.".

"Creating a guardian with the power of a demigod, it is precisely because of the so-called guardian that people are now in so much suffering."

Daelin pointed out Medivh's identity, "During this period of study, I understand a truth, any savior who shouts for benevolence and morality is just a demon that pushes people into the abyss."

"Prophet Medivh has done a lot, he has been fighting to protect Azeroth." Jaina said.

"His mother Aegwynn embezzled the power of the Council of Tiphareth and acted on her own, which led to Sargeras possessing Medivh before he was born, and eventually led to the opening of the Dark Portal and the invasion of the orcs. Even the spell to summon the Burning Legion was found by the Lich King from the Book of Medivh."

Daelin looked at Medivh, "You should atone your sins, not be a savior. Maybe those disasters were not caused by your original intention, but countless people died because of your actions."

Medivh's face suddenly turned dark.

But he couldn't make trouble.

Everything the other party said was true.

He couldn't refute it at all.

More importantly, even if he made trouble, he might not be able to win Daelin.

This is Lordaeron, the main city of humans.

With all kinds of mysterious machines and powers, if he dared to make a move, he would be pinned to the ground and beaten in the next second.

"Father, is there really no room for negotiation?" Jaina tried to make a final effort.

"Child, recognize your position. You are my daughter, a human mage. You have to think about the problem from the perspective of the overall interests of mankind. There is no distinction between evil and good in this world, only the distinction of positions."

"For those destroyed races, the Burning Legion is evil. But for humans, it is just an ally that can be used to resist more terrifying enemies."

"Come back, Jaina, your mother and I are waiting for your return."

Daelin looked at his daughter. He still didn't give up the idea of ​​pulling Jaina back.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed.

"No, I believe there is still a way for all races to live in harmony in this world. There is no need for everyone to become enemies. All races can coexist peacefully in Azeroth."

Jaina rejected her father.

"One day, you will regret it, child. You will want to kill any non-human creature in your eyes, child. I just hope that on the day you regret it, you have not made an irreparable mistake."

Daelin shook his head with regret.

His daughter's rebellion made him sad, but he was not very sad.

Mainly, he didn't have time to be sad.

He had more important things to do.

A soldier in armor walked in, "General, Lord Sk has sent a message. We need to set off immediately. The other troops are ready and can jump at any time."

"Okay, let all the airships prepare for the jump. I'll be there soon..."

Daelin took a last look at Jaina, shook his head, returned to the study, picked up his sword and left.

After a while, a long and loud horn sounded, resounding through the sky.

The cheers of the people in the city also reached their peak.

Like a tidal wave.

One wave after another.

Everyone was looking forward to this army bringing them good news.

Jaina and Medivh looked at the slowly floating metal warships, their eyes full of thoughts, and finally sighed.

The confidence and joy before the meeting had long disappeared without a trace.

No one expected that the eastern humans and the Burning Legion went to war just to negotiate better terms at the negotiation table.

Such madness was beyond their imagination.

"Go ask others and give it a try. Maybe we can get help." Medivh whispered.

Jaina nodded.

HerMy father has always been extreme, maybe he can get some help from others.

I just don't believe it.

Will everyone be willing to negotiate with the Burning Legion?

...........

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Mount Hyjal in Karkamdor.

At this time, this magnificent world mountain has fallen into the hands of demons.

Even the former world tree was knocked down and built into a huge evil fire fortress.

"Hahaha, ant-like humans, you dare to step into this place, you don't know how to live or die." 2.0

Archimonde, who was covered with fel flames and had cracked lines on his body, looked at the tiny humans under the throne and laughed.

There was sarcasm and anger in his tone, and even a little bit of disbelief.

What did these humans eat to dare to come here to negotiate with them.

"We demand that the Burning Legion withdraw from Azeroth immediately, and then discuss a non-aggression treaty and related cooperation matters."

A man in a robe spoke.

"Come here to discuss cooperation, are you humans crazy? Do you think we will agree to your request?" A dreadlord whispered.

"You will definitely accept it."

"Why?"

"Because you can't beat us."

The human man's words immediately made the entire fortress hall fall into silence.

What an arrogant tone.