Chapter 260: The New Quel'Thalas Alliance
Richard appeared in the refugee camp. When the high elves around him saw him, they immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, His Excellency the Father of the Nation."

"No need to be so polite, I'm just here to take a look, you guys continue with your work." Richard waved his hand and the high elves around him quickly dispersed.

"You are a human? Why do those high elves call you the father of the nation?" Archbishop Fao next to him asked Richard who suddenly appeared.

Richard saw the skeleton in front of him and said with a smile: "You must be Bishop Fao. It turns out that the undead has mastered the holy light."

"Who are you? And why are those high elves here?" asked Archbishop Faol.

"My name is Richard, an arcanist. As you can see, I am also the founding father of the high elves. I came here on the one hand to see you, and on the other hand to see the princess of Lordaeron." Richard said.

"How do you know her identity?" Archbishop Fao said in shock. He really didn't know that he, with a skull face, could make such an expression.

"It doesn't matter how I know this. What matters is whether you want to rebuild the Kingdom of Lordaeron," Richard said.

"Are you willing to help us rebuild the Kingdom of Lordaeron?" Faol looked at Richard in doubt. They had learned a lesson about the High Elves during the Second War. Although the interests between countries were always like this, it seemed unreal to him that the High Elves were willing to help in their time of need.

"Don't worry, I don't want to use you to seek any benefits, nor do I want to use you to control Lordaeron." Richard naturally understood Fao's concerns and said it directly.

"You don't want any benefit at all, so what do you want to do?" Fao became more cautious. If you don't want any benefit at all, then you want a greater benefit.

"I need you, Lordaeron, and the High Elf Kingdom to establish an offensive and defensive alliance." Richard said directly.

"Are you serious?" Faol said. If he remembered correctly, the high elves were the first to withdraw from the Lordaeron Alliance last time.

"Of course I'm serious." Richard said, "This world has entered a period of war since the last opening of the Dark Portal. The days ahead will only be more chaotic. I want to rebuild a Quel'Thalas Alliance so that everyone can help each other."

"If you really want to form an alliance to help each other, then I can agree to it." Fao stared at Richard seriously for a long time, and finally nodded slowly in agreement.

Then Richard and Faol went to meet Princess Calia of Lordaeron.

After meeting Kalia, Richard confirmed that there was no problem, had a brief chat with her, and then promised to help them prepare a batch of food and weapons so that they could train soldiers here.

They also agreed that when the time was right, the High Elf Kingdom would help them restore their country. As for the refugees in the camp now, they could recruit them, but they could not force them to join for any reason or excuse.

Richard had already discovered that many refugee camps here were unwilling to contribute to Lordaeron, so he did not force them. Instead, he discussed with Kalia and Faol and let them govern themselves.

Of course, there were some who were willing to join and no one stopped them.

Next, Richard asked the high elves to send some magic bread and weapons and equipment. In the high elf kingdom, Richard also opened up magic farmland, which has now been cultivated. With the infinite energy of the Sunwell, it will be harvested in a month at most. By then, the high elves will no longer lack food.

Richard supported the princess of Lordaeron because he wanted to recruit all the warlords, including the Crusaders and the Silver Dawn, in her name. Although Lordaeron was destroyed, warlords of all sizes emerged from all over the country.

Some warlords were formed by the remnants of the Knights of the Silver Hand, but some were formed by nobles from all over the country. If there was no unity among the warlords, they would be scattered and defeated one by one.

At the same time, it is also to restrict some ambitious people, such as Garithos.

Garithos is the highest-ranking person in Lordaeron, and he also has a knight order under him, which can be said to be the strongest in Lordaeron. He has gathered many defeated troops with his knight order and has formed a team.

With the support of the High Elf Kingdom, Kalia began to recruit those small warlords or defeated troops in the name of the Princess of Lordaeron. Although many people in the camp were no longer willing to fight for Lordaeron, there were still some who were willing to listen to the Princess of Lordaeron.

So in just a few days, she gathered an army of 2,000 people. Richard also asked the high elves to provide food and weapons as agreed. As the reputation of the Princess of Lordaeron spread more and more, more people would surely come.

Garithos is constantly gathering refugees and troops. He has received news that the Undead Scourge is attacking several other countries, and the number of Undead troops left in Lordaeron has decreased a lot.

He planned to concentrate more troops to recapture Andorhal or Stratholme in one fell swoop, and then seize the opportunity to capture the capital of Lordaeron. If he could succeed in doing this, he would be a hero of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

It is entirely possible to build a giant statue in the royal city. If you think about it more deeply, there should be no one left in the Menethil royal family. So as a hero who recovered the Kingdom of Lordaeron, can you go one step further?
Now I call him Grand Marshal Lin, then I can call him Regent, and then King Garithos? Or how about Garithos I? By the way, I have to practice it first. I can't agree to it the first time, otherwise people will think I'm impatient.

He had to decline twice more to show that he was popular, and only then could he become the King of Garithos.

Garithos didn't know that the Burning Legion had already arrived. He just heard that a demon appeared in Dalaran and Dalaran was breached.

If he dares to attack Stratholme, Andorhal or Lordaeron now, he will definitely be discovered by the undead. When Archimonde arrives, they will lose the city if they try to retake it, and there will be heavy casualties.

Just as Garithos was thinking about the future as the past, a piece of news suddenly came: the last heir to the royal family of Menethil in Lordaeron, Princess Calia, was still alive, and had begun to recruit small warlords from all over the place in the name of the Princess of Lordaeron.

Many people have already gone there to seek refuge.

When he received the news, Garithos's expression was stiff. After the meeting was finally over and he returned to the room, he finally removed that expression.

God has mercy on him. He finally gained control of the army and became the most powerful noble. He was only one step away from that position. His life was like walking on thin ice, and then a princess suddenly appeared? What should he do? ?

What could he do? He could only send someone to contact them and confirm the authenticity.

After Archimonde summoned a large number of demons, he attacked several surrounding countries, and the eastern continent and the north became almost a scorched earth, including the dwarves, who suffered heavy losses. Archimonde, who had just arrived in the world of Azeroth, vented his anger fiercely, and the next thing was to completely destroy this world, and those damn orcs.

That's right, just after Archimonde launched a massive attack on the south, the orcs hiding in the mountains and forests fled the eastern continent and took boats to the Kalimdor continent.

Seeing the fleeing orcs, Archimonde did not intend to let them go, so he ordered Arthas and Kel'Thuzad to lead the remaining undead army to continue southward to destroy the human countries in the south, while he personally led the Burning Legion to destroy the orcs.

In the ruins of the royal city of Lordaeron, a large number of undead and demons of the Burning Legion gathered here. As long as Archimonde gave the order, the mighty army would head to the continent of Kalimdor.

"Tichondrius, you have disappointed me so much!" Archimonde stared at the dreadlord crawling at his feet with cold eyes. This great lord of the Nazrezim clan - Tichondrius.

"What are my orders to you?"

"You were sent as vanguards to Kalimdor to set up a camp and collect intelligence on the night elves, but what did you two idiots do?"

"The Vanguard Corps was completely wiped out! Then why did you come back?!"

"Lord Archimonde, I am innocent!" Tichondrius shouted out his innocence. The destruction of the Vanguard Legion was not his responsibility. It was all because of that stupid teammate. As soon as they had some advantages, he couldn't help but act recklessly and make sarcastic remarks, and ended up being pushed back by others.

"According to the original plan, we have successfully provoked conflicts between the orcs and the night elves, and tricked the orcs into drinking the blood of Mannoroth, so that the orcs killed the demigod of the night elves."

"The orcs and the night elves were about to have a war, but Mannoroth didn't listen to my advice and insisted on trying to control the orcs. As a result, he was counterattacked by the crazy orcs and was hacked to death."

"According to your original plan, we only needed to hide behind the scenes, and the night elves and the orcs would fight to the death. However, the appearance of Mannoroth made both sides realize that they had been tricked, so they joined forces to deal with us."

"As a result, the outpost we just built here was attacked by the elves and orcs."

"Lord Archimonde, you must believe me. I am your most loyal subordinate." Tichondrius prostrated himself on the ground, trembling all over. He begged for mercy while telling the story. He put all the blame for the failure of the mission on the dead Mannoroth.

Tichondrius's tearful and passionate plea was so moving that even the undead nearby were moved. Archimonde finally spoke.

"Even if what you said is true, why are you the only one who came back from the entire Vanguard? The army is about to attack Kalimdor and has no time to deal with you. You are responsible for staying in Lordaeron and making up for your crime. We will decide how to punish you after we return victoriously!"

Archimonde kicked the little bat away and led his army across the sea to Kalimdor.

Richard had been keeping an eye on Archimonde's movements, and he had no intention of fighting him. The main reason was that there was no benefit in killing him. When Archimonde died, his soul would return to the Twisting Nether to be resurrected, and he would not gain any benefit from it.

Another reason is that he knew he was going to be in trouble and his head would be hung on the World Tree soon, so he decided not to join in the fun and took the opportunity to form the Quel'Thalas Alliance.

After seeing Archimonde leave, Richard immediately sent envoys to invite all the kingdoms of the Eastern Continent to discuss the establishment of the Quel'Thalas Alliance and then deal with the undead.

In order to hold an alliance meeting and show off his strength, Richard brought Sylvanas and 5,000 high elves to Stratholme. With them were the princess of Lordaeron, Kalina, and 5,000 human recruits.

The battle was completely one-sided. Richard personally dealt with all the remaining fear demons and other high-level demons and undead. The only ones left were the five thousand high elves.

The knight breathing techniques of these elves have been cultivated to the level of great knights, and combined with their original strength, almost all of them have reached the level of high-level professionals. Five thousand high-level professionals rained down arrows, and the undead in the city fell in groups. The high-level undead and demons who dared to show up were immediately killed by Richard.

It took only one day to capture Stratholme, and none of the five thousand high elves died.

The elves' powerful strength shocked the entire Lordaeron.

After Richard announced that the Alliance meeting would be held in Stratholme, everyone agreed. So warlords from all over Lordaeron came one after another. Of course, it is unknown what Lordaeron will be like in the end.

Half a month after the recapture of Stratholme, the lords from all over the country finally came here. However, not all kingdoms came to participate.

By the time Richard and Sylvanas arrived at the parliament hall, quite a few people were already there.

Princess Kaliya of Lordaeron, Grand Marshal Garithos, former Silver Hand, Crusader Commander Dathrohan, and Grand Lord of Aerie Mountain Falstad Wildhammer, but apart from these people, no one else came.

"Sir, the time has come, but many people have not arrived yet. Should we continue waiting?" Falstad Wildhammer said respectfully, without any of the dwarf's arrogance and stubbornness.

The main reason is that I have been shocked by the strength of Richard and the high elves in the past few days. After all, the series of high-level demon heads hanging on the walls of Stratholme are not fake.

The Kingdom of Gilneas, Stormwind, Ironforge, and Dalaran did not come.

"We've received intelligence about the Kingdom of Gilneas. The Greymane Wall, which they had relied on and was said to be unbreakable, collapsed under Archimonde's magic. Then they were attacked by Arthas' army. It's still unknown whether they can withstand it now." Sylvanas beside him began to explain.

"Dalaran is a parliamentary system. Since the death of Archmage Antonidas, the country has no leader. In addition, the population is small, and many mages have temporarily joined other forces. There are only a few high-level mages, who cannot represent Dalaran."

At this point, Sylvanas paused and continued, "Stormwind City rejected our invitation, and the same is true for Ironforge."

(End of this chapter)