A Backup Plan

"By the way, the appearance of that Trolls seems different from the other Trolls. He is tall and straight, and the fangs in his mouth are very small. His face does not look like Trolls is so weird, with five fingers and eyebrows on his face.💥💥  🎃💞"Arthas looked at Tirion who was searching for food, and also followed his own intuition.

"Well, Arthas, do you think that Trolls is powerful?" Terenas used the description of his son and drew up an image in his heart. It felt a little weird, because after standing upright, Trolls had small fangs in his mouth, five fingers, and eyebrows. It seemed like an enlarged version of Elves!

"I can't predict, father, but I have the confidence to defeat him." Arthas shook his head. How could he judge something that Tirion couldn't judge, but he had another level of confidence in his own strength.

"I have no doubt about your words, Arthas, my son, Lordaeron is the most powerful swordsman." Terenas looked at his confident son and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Confidence is an essential quality for a king, and this is not unfounded confidence. His son Arthas is recognized by Lordaeron as one of the most powerful swordsmen.

"But I'm very confused. We can't judge the specific situation of Amani now, so we can only analyze it from ourselves." Terenas didn't bother to look at his son's slightly complacent expression, but looked at his Mu Liao confidants seriously.

"Tell me how much money we still have in our treasury, how much food we still have, how many Warrior we can launch and how many ships we can use in a short period of time..." Terenas reported many questions in a short period of time.

"Your Majesty, this depends on how far our war will go. We still have some food, but there are not many gold coins left." An advisor stood up and bowed.

"Well, to what extent can our storage be sustained?" Terenas frowned slightly.

"Within two months, we can recruit an army of 20,000 people. I mean including the 8,000 people in the Tyr's Hand forest. However, if we call on all Highlord, I believe we should be able to recruit more." The consultant drew up a number in his mind and responded quickly.

"Well! This number is not very ideal. Trolls is stronger than us, their number is unknown, and I don't think this war is very necessary. Even if we win, we won't get much." Terenas pondered a little.

"If we are violated, we must respond." Arthas looked at his silent father and couldn't help but said quickly.

"I have asked Master Pari to check the situation. Well, he is back." Terenas looked at his eager son and explained with a smile. But mid-sentence, when he saw the geometric blue light of the teleportation spell lighting up in the hall, he couldn't help but stand up with a smile and waved away the guards approaching from the left and right.

"Pari, my friend, please tell me some good news." Terenas smiled and walked down the steps.

"Your Majesty, this is good news. Although Trolls has made a lot of noise, they have not taken any action yet, but this cannot prevent them from having further conspiracies." The mage Pari, wearing a gold-embroidered silk robe and a gray beard, appeared in the light of teleportation and bowed to salute the king who was walking down the steps.

"This can only be regarded as half good news, but fortunately we still have time to prepare. Come on, let's express our opinions." Terenas looked at the news brought back by the consultant mage, patted him gently, and then walked among the ministers and said.

"Let's call in the troops!" one of the advisers said.

"Yes, Garithos has attacked those Trolls, and their desire for revenge is very strong."

"But we need time." Mu Liao said to his advisers at once.

"We might be able to use negotiations to buy time."

"Then it's better to negotiate directly."

"But what if Trolls doesn't agree? Garithos attacked their stronghold!"

"Your Majesty, we also need a suitable negotiator."

"Okay, very good, my counselors, you are like my brain, you have helped me think of a way. I think that as a civilized race, believers of the Light, we should always have peace in our hearts and should not be violent. Let us have a talk with Amani!" Terenas couldn't help but smile and nodded as he looked at the staff and advisors who had made plans for themselves.

"Your Majesty, we lack a suitable negotiator." One consultant said with a frown. No one understands Trolls. If you negotiate without understanding their situation, you may be killed.

"Your Majesty, if you don't mind, then I am willing to go there." Tirion·Fordring looked at everyone who could not find a suitable negotiator, and couldn't help but feel the blood welling up in his heart. It was time for him to fulfill his knightly obligations and practice the Light's virtues.

"I once met King of the Amani, so I asked to talk to him. The Light taught us that we need peace."

"Fordring, you are truly a pure Paladin. May the Light protect you." Terenas looked at Tirion who jumped out automatically. couldn't help but be a little moved. Except that he was not loyal to Menethil and had a fiefdom, Tirion was a loyal Paladin.

"Thank you for your blessing. I will definitely strive for peace with Amani. If something happens to me, then please be sure to let my son score points for me. Everything is for Lordaeron and the Light." Tirion said with a serious face.

"For Lordaeron, for the Light." Facing the serious-faced Paladin, the staff and advisors next to him, even Terenas, all spoke in agreement.

"Pari, my friend, I have to trouble you. Please remember, Fordring, you are carrying the mission of peace, but you also represent Lordaeron, Lordaeron is with you Behind him..." Terenas called his consultant mage and asked him to use teleportation to send Tirion to Tyr's Hand, and then asked his officials to draft a warrant as quickly as possible and print his token.

"I have accepted everything, Your Majesty." Tirion took the order with a serious face. When he asked for orders voluntarily, he was already ready to accept everything.

The light of the teleportation technique expanded and enveloped Tirion. When the light disappeared, Pari and Tirion had disappeared in the dome hall. Terenas immediately turned his head and issued an order to the staff advisors, asking them to prepare to recruit troops.

"Father, why don't you wait for the great knight Fordring to come back!" Arthas looked at his father and everyone who had just encouraged Tirion with Lordaeron and the Light, but in the blink of an eye started to prepare to recruit an army, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Arthas, we must be prepared with both hands." Uther looked at the young prince seriously, we can't just count on Tirion.

"Oh!" Arthas felt something was wrong, but couldn't explain it. He could only watch his father discussing with everyone, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

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