War Council
Lor'themar, though somewhat thoughtless, broke the silence. Sylvanas, following his words, saw her eyes redden, and wisps of red light emanated from the snakeskin marks on her cheeks, flowing along the veins beneath her translucent blue-white skin. 🎉✌ 👻💲
"I'm a bit tired from my boat trip back from Kalimdor, but I can't sleep, so I've come here to kill some time." Sylvanas's face darkened as she looked at the Trolls who was still staring at her; the Trolls seemed determined not to look away.
"I'm sorry, I was just curious." Zul'ra looked at the Undead queen glaring at him and offered a completely insincere explanation. He had seen the red light in Sylvanas's eyes earlier, a red that arose with her emotions and then dissipated as her emotions calmed down.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward in the face of Zul'ra's words. The red light in Sylvanas's eyes seemed to be gathering again, and Lor'themar was speechless, unsure of what to say!
"Ha, I'm just a Trolls from the countryside. Please forgive me if I've said anything wrong." Zul'ra realized that her words were a bit off and couldn't help but laugh to smooth things over.
"Your Highness Lor'themar, Your Excellency Sylvanas, let's begin our meeting on the battle plan!" Zul'ra casually chuckled, changing the subject, while glancing at Bakaji and Lostro behind her. They were both looking elsewhere, seemingly lost in thought.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Lor'themar picked up where Zul'ra left off, nodding to Sylvanas. If things continued like this, the meeting would never be able to proceed.
"Then let's begin!" Sylvanas stared at the Trolls, her gaze unwavering. Her already ethereal and cold voice carried an added chill, but her words only elicited a smile from Zul'ra in response.
As Sylvanas spoke, Zul'ra and Lor'themar led their men into the conference room. The three parties sat down at the conference table, and the Sin'dorei soldiers who were in charge closed the door, making the already gloomy room even darker.
"Gentlemen, the operational meeting regarding the recapture of Silvermoon City is now officially convened. Our objective in this operation is to recapture our people's capital, Silvermoon City, which was captured by the the Scourge. The three parties participating in this war are those present here..."
As the host and chairperson of the meeting, Lor'themar explained the meeting's theme and attendees in front of the map before immediately entering the meeting. He then presented the intelligence he had gathered in Quel'Thalas regarding the the Scourge, including estimates of the the Scourge's military strength within Quel'Thalas and their distribution in Quel'Danas, Silvermoon City, Deatholme, and other locations.
Besides Lor'themar explaining in front of the map, the Sin'dorei strategist attending to him distributed sheets of paper with written information to everyone, containing various intelligence information about the the Scourge's units, engineering projects, and equipment.
Zul'ra turned the pages in the dim light. On the first page was a sketch of a pyramid-shaped building, which at first glance resembled the pyramids of cities like Jintha'Alor and Zandalar. Below the sketch was a text in Common.
"The Necropolis, a structure used to enhance the Lich King's necromancy, and thus named after him, is a building technique originating from the peculiar underground kingdom of Azjol-Nerub, a kingdom established by a cruel humanoid spider race. Necropolis come in three sizes: large, medium, and small, and generally in three styles:"
Ordinary towers that store food for the Undead (note: roughly raw meat and corpses), defensive towers that spread force fields around them, and spiderweb towers that emit frost power—these three types of Necropolis generally contain Saronite. (Note: Saronite is a ore that emits strange magical power; it is immune to elemental damage but vulnerable to the Light. If it comes into contact with enough the Light, it can even explode.)
"How is it?" Zul'ra glanced at the two items briefly, nodded slightly, and turned to the burly Nightmare Troll Lostro beside her, asking in a low voice.
"They are very well prepared, and they are very useful to us." Lostro was looking at the documents in his hand. Hearing Zul'ra's words, he blinked and lowered his voice.
"Anything else?" Zul'ra asked with a smile.
"This shows that they are very meticulous, at least much more meticulous than we are." Lostro glanced at Zul'ra, then at the Sin'dorei in the meeting room. He had to admit that the Sin'dorei's strength was not without reason. This intelligence would also be very useful to Amani, but they had not collected it because they had not paid attention to these details.
Zul'ra looked at Lostro, who seemed a little depressed, and patted his broad shoulder with a silent laugh. It's not shameful to be less capable than others; what's shameful is to give up on yourself. Amani still has a lot to learn.
"Currently, a large number of Undead exist within the territory including Darkwood and Quel'Thalas. These Undead are led by the the Scourge through a complete system, with the Lich King in Northrend at the apex of this system. Fortunately, we do not need to face the Lich King this time."
"The Scourge command we are facing in this war is an Elves Undead named Dar'Khan Drasil. Please take note." Lor'themar's voice rang out again in the conference room, drawing everyone's attention.
"This Elves Undead is a traitor to our race. His betrayal was not due to Undead, but rather a betrayal of our entire kingdom and our entire race before his death."
"It was because of him that our gatekeeper Ban'dinoriel, who once held back the flames of the Red Dragonflight, was breached from the outside by the Scourge. Moreover, before Arthas desecrated the Sunwell, he had murdered several members of the Silvermoon Council, leaving our defenses vulnerable."
Faced with Lor'themar's explanation, Bakaji and Lostro, sitting next to Zul'ra, exchanged surprised glances. Zul'ra noticed the Sin'dorei and Sylvanas in the audience; their faces were calm but they didn't show any sudden surprise, clearly having prepared the material beforehand. However, even with this preparation, they still looked quite grim.
"If our battle plan is to have a target, then Dar'Khan Drasil must be Execute. The Scourge's rule is a web, and although the Lich King has the ability to directly control an Undead, he is currently in a slumber. Therefore, if we lose the pinnacle where this traitor resides, the Undead of Quel'Thalas will fall into chaos, and our battle will be much easier."
"Then tell us about his background in detail!" Sylvanas sat at the table, her face hidden behind a dim light. As soon as she spoke, her words immediately caused Rommath was standing to the side, to have a glint of green in his eyes.
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