Chapter 1241 Stepping Amani Into the Embers of History

If you have to say who is right or wrong between elves and trolls, it’s really a bad deal. Not to mention the high elves taking over the trolls' territory, in fact, all the major races in Azeroth are taking over the trolls' territory.

After all, during the Dark Empire, almost the entire ancient Kalimdor continent was the territory of two troll empires.

The Amani Empire alone is almost as big as most of the Eastern Kingdom.

To be fair, Duke felt a little uncomfortable about destroying such an ancient country.

Unfortunately.

"You Amani trolls should absolutely not side with the evil camp that is trying to destroy the world of Azeroth." Duke said solemnly.

Yes, even if he defected to the Horde like the Darkspear Troll in Woking. Duke could turn a blind eye and allow the Amani trolls to continue to exist. Even as a middleman to resolve conflicts between the two parties.

Just like the old dispute when the night elves exiled the high elves...

After all, if you want to go head-to-head with the Burning Legion, you will need as much cannon fodder as you can muster.

It's a pity that the Amani trolls are on the wrong side, so Duke doesn't mind avenging his personal revenge by helping his own woman vent her anger and destroying the entire Amani clan.

Dakara was sweating profusely and trembling all over. He was seriously injured, but Duke stepped on him with his feet and sealed his body with ice. In anger, large mouthfuls of blood gushed out from his lungs and flowed from the corners of his mouth.

He suddenly began to hate his great resilience as a troll. If he were a weaker elf, he might have died, but this physique supported him and prevented him from dying.

He also wanted to watch his compatriots being slaughtered and his hometown burned to the ground.

"Kill me! Duke Marcus. Kill me now!" Dakara screamed.

"Kill you now? That's what I thought at first. But I suddenly changed my mind." Duke crossed his arms and said slowly: "It would be too easy to kill you. However, opportunities to establish the alliance's prestige are rare. Yes, I have!"

"You..." Only at this moment did Dakara truly understand what it meant to live but not die.

With Duke's look, someone naturally pressed Dakara down to look at him and keep an eye on him.

"My dear, I leave it to you." Duke smiled at the Windrunner sisters.

The three Windrunner sisters present clearly felt that they should be extremely grateful to Duke. But after they experienced it carefully, they realized that this was not gratitude, but absolute worship, even rising to the level of belief.

Three days later, the streets of New Silver Moon City were deserted, and almost all the elves gathered in the new arena. This is not luxury and brutal fun.

This arena, built after Queen Greece came to power, can accommodate up to 50,000 spectators. Except for certain festivals, elven warriors go to battle in person every weekend in order to stimulate the martial spirit of the Sin'dorei.

Today, the elves gather together to celebrate the destruction of the Amani trolls.

Several powerful elves, including Queen Xi, personally went to the scene and killed several Amani leaders including Dakara in public.

At the VIP table, listening to the loud shouts of the elves in her ears, Alleria couldn't help but look intoxicated.

Duke said, "I thought you were going to end up."

Alleria smiled: "Second sister needs prestige more than I do, and I am now the general of [Silver Dawn], not Sin'dorei."

Duke smiled. Reputation is something you can't see or touch. You won't know how good it is until you need it.

It's hard to say whether the elves hate the Amani trolls or the Scourge that destroyed Silvermoon City the most. The lifespan of an elf, which can easily last for thousands of years, is too long. For them, the tragic deaths of relatives and friends seem like yesterday.

After Sylvanas became queen, she was able to completely wipe out the Amani troll, one of the two major enemies of the elves. It can be said that from this moment on, the elves truly recognized her as the queen of the elves.

Alleria suddenly sighed: "I have fought with the Amani trolls for three thousand years, and suddenly they were destroyed by the new inventions of humans and dwarves. This feeling is really subtle! I was thinking, if you fall behind the times and are destroyed If it’s a high elf..."

Vereesa blinked: "If this is the case, Duke, what will you do to us? Will you choose to help the trolls deal with the elves?"

Duke is so embarrassing!

Come on, the difference in appearance is enough for me to abandon the troll and become a genie.

Regarding Vereesa, Duke directly joked: "Sorry, unless my lovely Vereesa becomes a troll with two little tiger teeth, I will not choose a troll."

Veresa's face turned red instantly: "I don't have any little fangs, let alone be a troll!"

Duke replied decisively: "Then as long as you sisters are in the elves, even if the trolls are 10,000 years ahead of the elves, I will choose the elves decisively."

Appearance is justice!

My own woman is justice!

Ahem, just know this.

Of course you can't say that.

Alleria loves him deeply, but she is also a woman who understands justice. If the time comes, she must choose between him and her people. That choice will definitely cause Duke heartache.

fortunately! There won't be that chance.

Duke took a deep breath: "There is a proverb in human beings called 'Character determines destiny'. I think the characteristics of a race also determine the achievements and future of the race. There may be many 'what ifs' in history, but the final result is always the same One. Since a nation has made such a choice under the combined influence of external and internal forces, there will be inevitable results."

Alleria said nothing and listened quietly.

"I have no intention to deny or distort history, but I believe that whether it is the wisdom of those in power or destiny, since humans and elves are making little by little progress, this is the achievement of history. When our common achievements transcend the station When trolls are on opposite sides of history, everything is a foregone conclusion. Therefore, when the first alliance between humans and elves began 2,800 years ago, the trolls had no chance of winning. Especially today, when the individual power of the trolls can no longer be surpassed This is even more true when it comes to magical civilization and technology."

"Decades of hard training in martial arts have become meaningless? How sad!" Alleria sighed.

"Maybe, if you want to move forward, if you want your tribe to continue, you have to lose something, such as the tradition that lags behind the times..." Duke specifically pointed out this point, because in Duke's view, at least the elves The tendency of exaggeration and arrogance is still a bad habit that must be abandoned.

Alleria nodded: "Well, it's indeed time for the elves to change. What we need is something more simple and unpretentious..."