New Order of Azeroth

After getting the news that Old Fording was planning to stay in Silvermoon City for a few more days, Vanessa put down the communicator. She was quite satisfied with the result.

If Liadrin becomes friendly with Lordaeron, the relationship between the two parties will improve to a certain extent.

Thinking of Silvermoon City's alliance with Dalaran, she contacted Thigh Jaina on the other side. Well, good news, the relationship between Thigh and her was now back to normal.

The next moment, the thigh was teleported to Hearthglen with great speed.

Jaina's temperament is different. If being trapped in Theramore before was a self-exile, now she is making a comeback. Her intelligence can be used in more places, building a magic network, and reorganizing arcane energy. She can do these tasks. It’s exciting, it’s a hundred times better than watching a group of sailors discussing philosophical issues on the beach.

She transferred two hundred mages back from Theramore, all of whom were her loyal supporters. They unilaterally strengthened the power of Dalaran and strengthened Jaina's voice in this magical country.

"Come here in such a hurry, is there any good news?" Vanessa asked while looking at the map.

Jaina was not polite to her and poured a glass of water on her own: "It's much faster than what you are doing here. I have already won the support of two archmages. Counting myself, plus the support of one more person, I can get Speakership.”

"Awesome, awesome!" Someone said a few compliments sincerely.

They quickly discussed the situation in Quel'Thalas. Vanessa believed that the matter was not urgent at all. She would never agree to send troops unless they squeezed some money from Silvermoon City. Besides, she didn't have any troops now.

Jaina is relatively honest and starts worrying about future allies before forming an alliance: "The situation in the north is in a mess now. How to solve the blood elves' addiction to magic? How to solve the undead in Quel'Thalas? Once they ask for help from Dalaran, We can't help much."

Dalaran is exactly the same as Quel'Thalas, once extremely rich, now extremely poor.

Of course, Lordaeron is even worse, having fallen into bankruptcy and reorganization.

Vanessa didn't want to discuss the matter now, but seeing that Jaina's attitude was more serious, she could only tilt her head and think for a moment: "Actually, the ranger force is still very powerful. All the blood elves are soldiers. It's very easy to find some shooters." , what they lack is the warriors or paladins on the front line."

Jaina knows Quel'Thalas very well: "You are right, this is the problem. They are training paladins now just to make up for their own shortcomings."

Vanessa thought wildly: "The training of a Paladin cannot be successful in a day or two. Although the transition from a priest to a Paladin does not involve changing the nature of the Holy Light, they are two different paths after all. The first batch The number of people participating is also limited, and it is difficult to scale up in a short time. Let me think about it... Huh?! By the way, help them find the dwarves to borrow some steam tanks! Then the mage can teleport them!"

The more she thought about it, the more appropriate she felt. She hammered her left hand with her right fist: "It will definitely not work against those intelligent Forgotten Ones. I have seen that steam tank before. It is too bulky, but it is still very powerful against the undead without intelligence! Open it!" Crush them with full power! Crush them as many as you want, those elven rangers only need to be responsible for destroying the mages in the undead army!"

Jaina's eyes lit up, and she added in time: "Mages can also provide long-range support! Many scholar-mages in the past were not suitable for large group operations. It would be much easier if there were steam tanks in front!"

"But, on the dwarf side..." She knew that she had gotten a cheap son-in-law for the dwarf king before, and it was embarrassing to think about it.

Jaina had no connection with dwarves, and she didn't know what to say.

Vanessa waved her hands nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, leave it to me when the time comes. I have friendships with Dark Iron and Wildhammer. I also have a good relationship with Brian Bronzebeard on the side of the Dwarf King. A while ago, my men also I gave the head of the great traitor to the great dwarf craftsman. It’s hard to tell if there are too many, but I still have the dignity of borrowing twenty tanks!”

The two of them decided on this rescue plan. It was too early to talk about wiping out the undead in Quel'Thalas. They had to at least ask for help and negotiate conditions before sending reinforcements.

Now that Prince Kael'thas of the blood elves has been deploying soldiers from Silvermoon City to fight in the outer lands, Lor'themar does not have many troops to deal with the undead.

They themselves are not in a hurry, and there is no need for outsiders to worry about it.

"Do you think Lor'themar can bring Vereesa and the others back to Quel'Thalas?" Jaina asked.

Now Vereesa Windrunner leads many elves to live in Dalaran. They refuse to recognize the name of blood elves and still call themselves high elves. If Jaina wants to serve as the Speaker of Dalaran, she cannot avoid these high elves. This is why she agrees with the alliance. Take your people back quickly and don't let them get in the way of our family!

"I hope Lor'themar can impress them with sincerity..." Vanessa didn't understand the blood elves' behavior of splitting up at every turn. She was dissatisfied with a certain move of the leader, so she separated without saying a word? Taking away a lot of elites every time, this kind of behavior is not done once or twice. That is to say, a race like elves, where all the people are soldiers, can do this. If humans did this, they would have been wiped out!

Vanessa shook her head and sighed. It was too difficult for Lor'themar to be the regent.

Jaina was very busy, so she briefly spoke a few sentences and teleported away directly.

Vanessa continues to research the family fortunes of Hearthglen.

Although Calia often urged her to stay elegant and pay attention to her grace, she still couldn't help but want to say something bad at this time, Hearthglen is really too damn poor!

It doesn't matter what you want. The key is that the mental state of the soldiers and civilians is not right. If these people are thrown into modern society, they will all be mentally ill.

After discussing with Lord Fording, they planned to calm down the soldiers' fanatical mood little by little, but at the same time, military training in all aspects could not be stopped. Vanessa planned to slowly return them to normal in six months. At least it looks normal.

She inspected Hearthglen and finally found Tyran Fordring, and the two talked about the issue of cavalry.

"How many cavalry do we have?" Vanessa asked little Fording. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The other party is directly loyal to her, so she can relax appropriately in terms of etiquette.

Little Fording raised three fingers.

Vanessa didn't understand. What did this mean?

"Three thousand?" she asked.

Little Fording shook his head.

"three hundred?"

Still shaking his head.

Vanessa felt very heavy: "There are only thirty cavalry?"

"Your Highness, we have experienced knights, but the environment in the Plague Land is too harsh and there is insufficient forage to raise horses. Currently, we only have one horse from my father, one from me, and one from Isenlien. ....."

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