The Secretly Formed Alliance

Time just flies by like this. When you get used to a peaceful and harmonious life, or a life of being respected, you'll feel like every day passes too quickly.

Hu Feng had already lived in Stormwind City for over ten years in the blink of an eye. For the Night Elves' concept of time, their Divine Emissary had merely gone on a trip. But for humans, it was as if the Divine Emissary was preparing to reside in Stormwind City permanently. However, from the kings and nobles to the common folk, everyone expressed their utmost welcome.

The nobles enjoyed the arrogance and luxurious style of the Highborne spellblades. These nobles twisted these bad habits into the noble rules of an ancient race, and even began to emulate them.

The common folk appreciated the Spellblades who frequently helped maintain public order. Ever since the Elves arrived, not a single thug or bully could be seen on the streets.

King Adamant had passed away a few years prior. Prince Llane, still young, ascended the throne, and his most trusted good friend, Lothar, became the Grand Marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom. Llane possessed an extremely wise mind and noble character; he was a good king, lacking only in prestige. But he couldn't be blamed for that. How much prestige could one expect from a young prince?

Just as Llane was struggling with the old nobles who spoke with a lack of respect towards him, Hu Feng stepped in to help.

"The Night Elves support King Llane's Stormwind City and will only recognize the Stormwind regime led by King Llane. Any disrespect towards King Llane will be regarded as a provocation to the Night Elves."

As soon as Hu Feng's words were released, those nobles who had been jumping around became instantly obedient. They even changed their tune and rushed to pledge their loyalty to Llane.

The direction of the wind was clear. With the Night Elves' support, King Llane's position became incredibly stable. Anyone who dared to cause trouble now was simply asking for death.

A private reception room in Stormwind Keep.

"Divine Venerable, thank you so much for your help. Those nobles were truly giving me a headache," Llane complained. He had learned the truth about Hu Feng from the big-mouthed Lothar. Initially, he was extremely nervous and reserved, but after discovering that Hu Feng had no airs, he gradually relaxed.

Hu Feng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it, and focused on the steak in front of him. "Even without my statement, you would have been able to handle those disobedient nobles with more time."

"Yes, time... After learning about what happened to Medivh, I feel like I don't have enough time every day," Llane rubbed his temples, a worried expression on his face.

Lothar also looked up from his feasting upon hearing this. "Don't worry, Llane. Just follow Divine Venerable's plan, and Medivh will be fine. I'm more worried about those Orcs Divine Venerable mentioned; they are the most troublesome. I don't want to see Stormwind City fall. Just thinking about it fills me with rage."

"Orcs... According to what Divine Venerable said... do those Orcs also have some more rational and gentle clans?"

Hu Feng nodded, his voice muffled as he chewed on the beef. "Yes, the Frostwolf Clan is the most rational and has the best hope for communication. Next is Orgrim, an Orc with considerable influence. However, all of this hinges on a major prerequisite: fight! We need to make them hurt, make them fear, before there's any hope of sitting down to communicate."

"Will the Night Elves participate in the war?" Llane asked hopefully.

"It depends on the situation. If we can avoid it, we won't. Don't misunderstand, I'm not saying the Elves will stand idly by. The Elves have more important matters to attend to. However, if the situation becomes critical, the mages of Suramar will help."

Llane suddenly exclaimed, as if he had thought of something. "Divine Venerable, you mentioned forming some kind of alliance organization after the war begins. Why not do it sooner?"

Lothar scoffed at this. "Sooner? Don't be foolish, Llane! With no powerful external enemy now, besides the Dwarves and Gnomes who would likely respond, do you think the kings to the north would pay any attention to us? Only when the Orcs have beaten them severely will it be an opportunity to establish an alliance. Not to mention Lordaeron; do you think those Lordaeron nobles, who live in drunken stupors and are constantly lost in fantasies of unifying their continent, would accept us establishing an alliance and commanding it?"

Hu Feng waved his hand, stopping their words.

"Alright, we'll talk about the alliance later. What needs to be done now is for you, Lothar, to bear the heaviest burden. Speed up the targeted training of the soldiers and heighten and reinforce the walls of Stormwind City. Oh, and Llane, I have a blueprint for a large-scale fortress complex here. I showed it to the Stonemasons' Guild yesterday, and they thought it was feasible. Please approve it."

Llane looked a bit puzzled. "A large-scale fortress complex? What is that?"

Hu Feng chuckled a few times and spread the blueprint on the table. "I designed it in my boredom. It will radiate outwards from Stormwind City as the core, covering the entire Elwynn Forest, Westfall, and the Redridge Mountains region. Preliminary estimates suggest that at least twenty medium to large fortresses will need to be built, connected by walls, and internally as well. Simply put, this is a scaled-down version of the Night Great Wall I designed back then."

Lothar nodded continuously, his eyes shining.

Llane, however, slumped his face. "Divine Venerable, that... you might not understand, but we humans are not as wealthy as the Night Elves... I really want to follow your plan, but... we don't have the money."

Hu Feng shook his head indifferently. "Then lease the Golden Sands region of Westfall to the Night Elves. You understand what a lease means, right? During the lease period, the Night Elves will have all rights to the leased territory. Aside from the taxes to be paid, everything else will be unrelated to the Stormwind Kingdom. If you agree to this, the Night Elves will cover the entire cost of this large-scale fortress complex. In addition, they will also provide at least two legions' worth of munitions and daily supplies as a bonus."

Llane's eyes lit up. He trusted this avatar of the Titan Gods immensely. A deity wouldn't possibly try to trick him, would they? Moreover, leasing the Golden Sands region of Westfall to the Night Elves had no downsides. After all, when the alliance was eventually formed, the Night Elves would be a predetermined member. This way, there was even less risk.

"Yes! I agree! We can sign the contract anytime. When can construction begin?"

Hu Feng also smiled happily. "Anytime~~ As soon as the contract is signed, the Night Elves can immediately begin fulfilling their promise."

One year before the Dark Portal opened, the Night Elves and the human Stormwind Kingdom signed a 99-year lease agreement for the Golden Sands region of Westfall. The agreement would automatically renew if both parties had no objections upon its expiry.

In return, the Night Elves would build a scaled-down version of the Night Great Wall for the Stormwind Kingdom, provide weapons and munitions for four human legions, and offer a 500,000 gold coin interest-free loan.

Simultaneously, a secret contract was also signed, a memorandum for the formation of an alliance. The Dwarf King Magni Bronzebeard was secretly invited to Stormwind City, and after a long discussion, he also affixed his seal to the contract.

The initial alliance was secretly formed.