Standing on the sentry post of the Watch Fortress, which was covered with gunpowder smoke and corpses, Danaus Trollbane held up the telescope with a gray face. In the sight of the god, he could clearly see those people who were using them like a tide.
The orcs who came were slowly withdrawing from their positions. The wolf knights were roaming around the periphery to prevent the alliance defenders from counterattacking. The orc infantry, led by the warlord, retreated towards the Dark Portal.
"This is not normal!"
Danas put down the telescope and said to Turalyon, the leader of the Paladins beside him:
"The orcs have an absolute advantage. They even retreat in an orderly manner. What are they doing!"
"I have no idea!"
Turalyon's silver armor was stained with blood and disgusting minced meat. After learning the news that the Dark Portal had reopened, with the help of mages, he and his paladins were almost the first batch to arrive at Watchfort for support.
The power of.
During these five days of confrontation, he led the Paladins into the orcs' position more than once. Even with the protection of the Holy Light, he was already very tired, and the pain from his soul would always make him
Somewhat unbearable.
Seeing the orcs retreating in front of him, Turalyon put down the sword in his hand with difficulty, leaned on the stone of the sentry, and let out a sigh of relief:
"Perhaps the arrival of reinforcements from Stormwind City has made the orcs feel frustrated. After all, their numbers are not large this time."
"No, that's not the case."
Danas shook his head:
"The army from Stormwind City only has 5,000 people. This number is not enough to make the orcs feel afraid. What's more, they only divided a third of the army to besiege the Watch Keep, and the rest burned, killed and looted in Stranglethorn Vale.
, seems to be collecting supplies, the orcs in Blackrock Tower in the north have frequent contact with these orcs... If you ask me, this is definitely a sign of the next full-scale invasion!"
"Total invasion? Impossible!"
Turalyon shook his head in denial:
"Orgrim's 150,000 orc army was defeated by our attack. Even if the blood ring orcs and black stone orcs join, how many troops can they mobilize? Thirty thousand? Fifty thousand? The orcs can't bring this.
Threat... What's more, haven't the reinforcements from Northern Xinjiang already set off?"
"Shua"
A crimson shadow climbed up the sentry post vigorously. This was a young high elf, but unlike other elves, he wore a set of red plate armor, with a heavy sword on his back, and the shining sacred contract on his chest represented him.
identity.
This is a unique and rare... High Elf Paladin.
He has short golden hair, the unique beauty and slenderness of high elves, and very eye-catching green eyes. Frankly speaking, this is a young man who can attract the attention of girls, and his appearance is about 5 years old than Tyrion.
Very similar, especially when the eyes are raised, they are exactly the same as Tyrion.
"General Danas, the orcs who besieged the Swamp of Sorrows outpost have also retreated. Captain Alleria asked me to ask you, do you want to send scouts to follow and check?"
"Pi! We must find out what the hell they are planning!"
Danas waved his hand, and the elf paladin agreed, turned around and left the sentry post. Looking at the back of the paladin, Danas asked in a low voice:
"Is this the one?"
"right!"
Turalyon rubbed the hilt of his sword, leaned against the stone and closed his eyes to rest. He whispered:
"Myra Dawnblade was originally a promising mage, but lost her lover during the orc invasion, so she resolutely joined the Silver Hand and became a rare elf paladin, a branch of the Dawnblade family. From the genealogy
To put it bluntly, he is the cousin of Tyrion Dawnblade and one of his few relatives."
"A cousin, an ex-girlfriend, and former comrades and brothers... What do the high elves want to do by sending such an expedition?"
Danas spat, rubbed his forehead and whispered:
"Do these crazy elves still believe that the butcher still has feelings? If such a team is not careful, they will be eaten by the death knight with all their bones..."
"It's hard to say whether Tyrion has feelings or not."
At the mention of that name, Turalyon couldn't help but tighten his fingers on the hilt of the sword. He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down his emotions. He whispered:
"According to the high elves, Tyrion played a very special role in the Battle of Quel'Thalas. It was precisely because of his activities that the originally dominant tribe was pulled into a trap, which directly led to
The different positions of offense and defense in the Battle of Quel'Thalas allowed the elves to win faster, but this man's behavior was very weird and there was no logic at all... Just the fact that he kidnapped Marshal Lothar,
There is no way I can forgive him!"
"But Turalyon, have you ever considered one thing..."
Danas hesitated, but he finally said:
"I did not witness that battle with my own eyes, but after the war, when I was drinking with His Majesty Dailin, I heard His Majesty say that without Tyrion's intervention, Marshal Lothar would probably have died directly at the hands of Orgrim.
..Although his motives are unclear, and I don’t believe he was trying to save the marshal, his actions did save the marshal’s life...By the way, have you heard that rumor?”
"What?"
Turalyon raised his head and saw Danas lowering his voice and whispering:
"Some people say that Marshal Lothar appeared in Elwynn Forest... Someone saw him a few nights ago."
"Are you telling the truth?"
There was a touch of surprise on Turayan's face. For the Paladin, Marshal Lothar was not only a boss, but also his elder and mentor. He almost turned him from a rookie Paladin to a
A qualified general.
"I also heard what those MI7 agents said. Maybe it's just a nonsense lie, but no one can verify it. But we have to think on the bright side of everything, right?"
"Two generals!"
While Danaus and Turalyon were chatting, the messenger walked over quickly and said in a deep voice:
"Archmaster Khadgar has held a meeting on the movements of the orcs in the Mage Tower. Please attend as quickly as possible!"
Ten minutes later, the general, who had changed his armor, walked into the mage tower. In the hall on the second floor, the commanders from Watchfort and the front line were already sitting at the conference table. Turalyon pulled out his chair and saw
Alleria, he wanted to say hello to the beautiful ranger, but seeing Alleria's cold face, the paladin gave up this plan.
Judging from the current situation, the possibility of him gaining Alleria's favor is completely gone.
"Shua"
After everyone sat down, purple light danced in the hall. Khadgar's body walked out of it. The archmage also looked tired. In the past few days of siege, he led the mages of Watchfort more than once.
Exposed to the trouble caused by orcs.
"Everyone is here, so I won't talk nonsense."
Khadgar walked to the front of the conference table and pulled open the continent map on the wall. He pointed at the northern Xinjiang area with an ugly face and said to the others:
"Everyone must be wondering why the orcs chose to withdraw their troops despite their absolute advantage... Let me reveal the answer. When the world's attention was attracted to the orcs on the battlefield of the Cursed Land, the orcs sent a team
An elite force raided Alterac and Dalaran."
Khadgar's news made everyone present change their expressions. He turned around, looked at the expressions of others, and showed a wry smile:
"Yes, we were deceived by the orcs... Those greenskins were smart. Alterac City was destroyed by fire, and Dalaran suffered heavy damage. The most important thing is that they are not just out for revenge, they have a clear strategy.
Purpose, two powerful threatening magic items were snatched away by them. They also broke into the Karazhan Mage Tower on the Deadwind Path and took away the same dangerous item."
The Archmage took a deep breath, looked at everyone's searching eyes, and said softly:
"We're in trouble, everyone."
"What did the orcs take?"
As a member of the Quel'Thalas Expedition, Silvermoon City Ranger Lord Lor'themar Theron asked coldly:
"Is it a magical item of mass destruction?"
"No! It's scarier than that!"
Khadgar sat on the chair, picked up the water glass, filled his thirsty throat with saliva, and then explained:
"The Book of Medivh, the Eye of Dalaran, and the Scepter of Sargeras, none of these three things are offensive, not at all offensive, but that book records all the spells of the Medivh mage.
The experience, including the construction method of the Dark Portal, and the Eye of Dalaran can provide a huge amount of magic power. As for the Staff of Sargeras... Unfortunately, that staff is the highest weapon specially used to open up the boundaries of the world.
Waiting for the rare items to be delivered."
"So, what does this mean?"
Wildhammer Griffin Knight Kurdran. Wildhammer scratched his hair and looked at Khadgar with a puzzled expression:
"What can these three things do?"
The dwarves hate magic and anything related to magic, so it is normal for Kurdran not to understand the danger. After listening to Khadgar's description, Alleria stood up with a swish, and as a person who grew up in
The ranger of Quel'Thalas, she knew very well what Khadgar's description meant. She stared at the archmage and said in a solemn voice:
"The orcs...are they preparing to open the second dark door?"
"This is the worst case scenario."
Khadgar sighed:
"If the orcs really plan to do that, then there is no doubt that the barrier of space has become a joke in front of them. No one knows where the next dark portal will open... maybe Dalaran, maybe
It's Lordaeron... maybe, it's Quel'Thalas. No one knows. They will become more dangerous and more deadly, and all our defenses will be completely disintegrated under this space leapfrog tactic.
I can only be beaten passively."
The terrifying future described by Khadgar made the professional soldiers clenched their fists. General Danas slammed his fist on the table and shouted sharply:
"They are wishful thinking! I immediately organized an army and we went to take back those three things! We must not let the second Dark Portal open again!"
"Quel'Thalas is willing to join this effort!"
"Silver Hands obey orders!"
"The Wildhammer dwarves...well, I don't quite understand it, but it sounds scary, so we're joining in!"
Facing the excited commanders, Khadgar shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone! Calm down... We don't have the strength to counterattack now, not yet! The six-member Dalaran Council has sent an elite battle mage force, and the knights of Lordaeron are also on their way. Military Information
The Seventh Bureau is willing to cooperate with us, but any action must wait until we are strong enough!"
"Also, I have a proposal."
Khadgar stood up, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the commanders in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"The reopening of the Dark Portal this time was beyond everyone's expectations. Although it did not destroy the world order that was finally established, it exposed a very critical issue. The Dark Portal is a two-way street. It only destroys Azeroth.
The Dark Portal on this side of Rath is not enough, this invasion proves that the orcs can reopen the door from the other side at any time if they want."
"The initiative of the war is in their hands, which is unbearable... Therefore, in addition to recovering the artifact, we must venture into Draenor and destroy the Dark Portal on the other side... Only in this way,
Only then can we completely cut off the threat from the orcs to Azeroth."
Khadgar hesitated a little, but only for a moment, the hesitation in his eyes flashed away:
"I voluntarily join it. I will cross the Dark Portal and end this crisis completely! My mentor Medivh caused all of this, and it is my responsibility to end it!"
"Well done! Khadgar, you are a man, I am willing to go with you!"
Kurdran Wildhammer patted his chest, stood on a chair, waved the wine bottle in his hand, and shouted: "Wildhammer and the heroes are together!"
"Khadgar! Have you really thought about it?"
General Danas's expression became serious. He looked at Khadgar and asked in a deep voice:
"You may not be able to come back. What's worse is that you may die quietly in the world on the other side. No one knows what that world is like. Maybe after you go there, you will encounter someone fully armed and waiting to be chopped down.
Orcs in your head, this is too risky!"
"But someone has to do it..."
Khadgar touched the Staff of the Guardian in his hand and said softly:
"Someone has to make sacrifices, and someone has to bathe in blood. Instead of leaving it to others, I might as well do it myself..."
He raised his head, and a difficult smile appeared on his pale face:
"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe I will come back smoothly. What's more, I have always been interested in the world of Draenor."
This smile infected everyone. After a brief silence, Turalyon stood up and stretched out his hand towards Khadgar:
"You are the first mage I admire, Khadgar, and I am willing to go with you! I propose that in the name of Marshal Lothar, today we will become true brothers, sons of Lothar... We will
This world gives us everything!”
"What a terrible name, but honestly, how can I let you stand out alone!"
Danas waved his fist: "Khadgar saved me from the orcs, I still owe him my life!"
Alleria also stood up. She looked at Khadgar, bowed and said softly:
"We admire the courage of humans. You have proven that you are as noble as your ancestors...I will also join in to represent Quel'Thalas!"
"Ms. Alleria, you don't need to do this!"
Khadgar whispered: "This is a men's war..."
"No!"
Alleria clenched her fists and said stubbornly:
"I have to go to that world, I have things that I have to accomplish!"
