Remember [New] in a second! Although the high elves are the descendants of the high elves, Sharlayan really felt that the high elves during the night empire did all kinds of bad things, leaving a lot of dark holes for the high elves of later generations.

The high elves inherited many inheritances from the high elves, and the pits they left behind can only be inherited together.

The helpless Sharlayan took out what he had learned in his life, explained to the furbolgs the difference between Quel'Thalas and the Night Empire in detail, and sincerely assured them that the intention of forming an alliance was real and there was no conspiracy behind it.

There is an old saying in another world, once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years.

Although Sharlayan repeatedly stated that Quel'Thalas had no malice towards the Grizzly-Maw Furbolg, some clan chiefs still had doubts about him.

The furbolg is not a long-lived species, and the grizzly hills are not in the center of ancient Kalimdor.

The Grizzly Throat Furbolgs had little impact from the original Heaven and Earth Crack, and they had no real sense of the collapse of the Dark Night Empire.

However, the nearby Shandalar explosion was experienced by many ancestors of the grizzly-throated furbolg.

For a long time since then, the whole of Northrend has been filled with strange arcane energy.

Fortunately, the wreckage of Vordassil took the initiative to absorb a lot of alien energy, and finally restored the balance of the natural and arcane energy ratio in this land in hundreds of years.

The lesson from the past is still in sight, Sharlayan can understand the concerns of the grizzly-maw furbolg.

But understanding does not mean agreeing.

If Quel'Thalas is dispatched with all his troops, Zul'Drak will not necessarily be defeated.

But a frontal attack would inevitably cause considerable damage to the high elves' army, but the high elves couldn't afford to die.

If there are furbolgs from the flanks, Quel'Thalas will be able to build Crystalsong Forest more smoothly, and perhaps gain a firm foothold before the Drakkari trolls withdraw from the two-line battlefield.

As long as the fortifications can be built in advance, Sharlayan does not believe that the Drakkari trolls can easily break through.

Considering the low fertility rate of the high elves, Quel'Thalas has little need for territorial expansion, and one crystalsong forest is enough to fill it for a long time.

In other words, Kael'thas and Sharlayan have no interest in the land of Zul'Drak, and they do not intend to take the initiative to occupy the territory of the Drakkari trolls.

However, there is a saying that the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.

Quel'Thalas wants to farm behind closed doors, but the Drakkari trolls will just watch you grow?

It's okay to think too much.

The aggressiveness of trolls is second only to orcs. In the current world, almost all races have had or are in conflict with trolls. The only difference is that the troll clans they face are different.

On the planet Azeroth, eating, sleeping and fighting trolls is not just a simple joke.

The hatred between elves and trolls can be traced back more than 10,000 years, and the great shame that Azshara caused the trolls to feel is not so easy to dissipate.

Once encountering an elf race, no matter which clan's trolls would attack like chicken blood, this is not a problem that Quel'Thalas can send diplomatic envoys to negotiate.

...and maybe that envoy will end up in the belly of a Drakkari troll.

Since peace with the trolls was doomed, Sharlayan planned to act first.

Not to mention destroying Drakkari, at least weaken their war potential to ensure that the large-scale construction of Crystalsong Forest can proceed smoothly.

The grizzly-maw furbolgs play an important role in Sharlayan's plans, and the alliance with them cannot be compromised.

Sharlayan racked his brains and tried every means to explain his views to the furbolgs from various aspects such as diplomacy, economy and trade, geopolitics, and the military threat of trolls.

Although furbolgs look a little naive, they are actually a highly intelligent race.

They could all see Salayan's unreserved sincerity, and Salayan's slobbering explanations were not without effect.

From the passionate opposition at the beginning, to the quarrel with different opinions later, to the calm silence after the exhaustion of the quarrel.

The grizzly-throated furbolg's attitude changed very obviously, Sharlayan finally saw the hope of concluding the covenant.

After a long silence, the red-toothed old shaman who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind finally opened his cloudy eyes.

The shaman named Pike Redmane has entered his twilight years and is over 70 years old this year.

He had witnessed the reign of five chieftains before and after, and the intermittent war with the Drakkari trolls made him feel more and more tired.

It's not an option to keep fighting like this. Pike doesn't want to be the same as before, and he stops when the population on both sides can no longer bear the loss.

Pike wants to change this endless cycle, and once and for all beat the Drakkari trolls so that they no longer dare to covet Grizzly Hills.

Countless times in the past, history has proved that the strength of the grizzly-maw furbolgs alone is not enough, they need allies.

Pike grew up listening to the stories of the night elves. When he was young, he imagined that he could get the help of the furbolgs' traditional allies, the night elves, and defeat the army of the Drakkari trolls in one fell swoop.

However, until Pike was nearly eighty years old, he had never seen night elves. They seemed to be creatures that only existed in legends.

From the moment he saw Sharlayan's Ursoc incarnation, Pike felt an inexplicable sense of apocalypse.

This high elf who accidentally learned the incarnation of Ursoc may be the son of the apocalypse sent by the great **** Ursoc to rescue the grizzled furbolg from the spiral of war and hatred.

Although Pike is the chief shaman of the Red Fang clan, one of the two major clans in Grizzly Hills, he doesn't count as a single person, and must be recognized by most clan chiefs and shamans.

Seeing that everyone calmed down from the initial impulsive opposition and returned to reality, Parker finally spoke out without haste.

"I am in favor of an alliance with Quel'Thalas."

"What?!"

A certain young chief immediately slapped the table and stood up.

"Old Pike! Have you forgotten the precepts left by your ancestors? The Highborne are not trustworthy!"

Pike raised his white eyebrows and rolled his eyelids, his eyes seemed to be unfocused on the young man who spoke out.

"Should the descendants of the Highborne be equated with the Highborne?"

"It's like we have different clans, different opinions and different styles of doing things."

"As far as I know, the ancient high elves are divided into six major cities, and their behavior styles are not exactly the same."

"We are only hostile to the high elves of Sandara. Is there an inevitable connection between them and the high elves of Quel'Thalas?"

"Boom!"

Pike tapped his staff lightly on the ground: "Chief Brightmane, both your father and grandfather died in the battle with the Drakkari troll."

"Do you hope that your sons and grandsons will continue to participate in endless wars in the future, so that they will also die in the hands of trolls, and you may not even be able to keep the whole body?"

"this…"

Another World Sand Sculpture netizen said a very reasonable thing.

War is but a continuation of politics.

Except for a madman, no one wants a war to happen around them.

The reason why the Drakkari trolls have never given up on expanding south is because they think they can defeat the grizzly-throated furbolg, who is also a mortal, and will not be as desperate and powerless as they were when facing the steel army.

Drakalai's political appeal is to expand the territory and take the Grizzly Hills as his own.

And this obviously runs counter to the grizzly-throated furbolg's political position of defending the territory. If the two sides can't reach an agreement, they can only show their strength on the battlefield.

Sharlayan wanted to beat the Drakkari trolls with two pieces of bread at once, forcing them to enter the recuperation period for population recovery in advance.

This strategic goal cannot be achieved by either Quel'Thalas or the Grizzly-Maw Furbolg alone, and even if they manage to succeed, they will have to pay an unbearable price.

Under Pike's unhurried persuasion ~lightnovelpub.net~ the chiefs and shamans who had long been tired of war were finally persuaded, and their cold and hard attitude softened obviously.

But some people still can't get over the hurdle in their hearts. The Redfang and Frostclaw clans who took the lead in agreeing to form an alliance need some time to speak to those stubborn people who insist on their own opinions.

After reaching a preliminary alliance intention, Sharlayan and the grizzly-maw furbolg exchanged contact information.

Furbolgs do not have the same privileges as high elves, and can travel directly across Dragonblight to and from Crystalsong Forest and Grizzly Hills.

Starting from the normal route, there is only one way to get from Grizzly Hills to Crystalsong Forest.

And this road must cross the outer layer of Zul'Drak, and the Dak'Saron Fortress is in the middle of the road.

Before sending Sharlayan away, Pike's seemingly cloudy eyes flickered.

"Mr. Deep Shadow, if Quel'Thalas wants to maintain the long-term alliance with the Grizzly-Maw furbolg, and open up the regular trade routes between each other as you said, we must capture the furbolg blood-stained Dak'Saron Fortress."

The 438th war is nothing more than a continuation of politics