In fact, the title Dragon Reaver has nothing to do with the black dragon. It was the title Falstad won when he led the gryphon knights to fight the red dragon in the Second War.
Crassus expressed his doubts.
Now the Red Dragon Legion has long been back on track and is no longer restricted by the Dragonmaw Clan.
No matter what Krasus and the other red dragons think, the title of Dragon Reaver has been established, and it will naturally cause dissatisfaction among all types of dragons.
After landing at the flight point of Watch Castle, the four of them went to the lord's office on the third floor together. They saw many officers from various countries and races in the castle.
In addition to the Wildhammer dwarves, Bronzebeard dwarves and gnomes also sent some additional troops to join the expeditionary force.
Although the number of soldiers is not large, they can at least show their firm support for Turayan.
The main reinforcements from the Kingdom of Stormwind had arrived at Nethergarde Keep before Sharlayan set off from Quel'Thalas, and were directly under Turalyon's jurisdiction.
Subsequent reinforcements, such as Ms. Presto, all reported to Nethergarde Keep on their own sporadicly.
In addition, Lordaeron and Dalaran also sent some additional troops, which were also under the direct jurisdiction of Alliance Grand Marshal Turalyon.
I wonder if Terenas, Varian, Antonidas and other leaders of the human kingdom knew any inside information from Turalyon in advance.
There were no senior generals in the reinforcements they sent. The junior officers commanded the soldiers under their respective names and directly obeyed Turayan's dispatch.
When Sarlayan and others entered the lord's office on the third floor of the fortress, Alleria was discussing something in a low voice with a haggard-looking human officer.
This person is the second Alliance Grand Marshal who succeeded Anduin Lothar, the Paladin Turalyon.
Turayan participated in the battle to rescue Quel'Thalas during the Second Orc War, but because he was busy chasing Orgrim and rescuing the royal city of Lordaeron, he and Sharlayan never met.
Judging from his appearance, Turayan is about 30 years old, with a resolute face and a very calm temperament.
At his age, he can command the alliance army, so he is definitely young and promising.
Alleria noticed someone coming and knocked on the table to remind Turalyon who was distracted.
"Huh? Oh, warriors, welcome to join the expeditionary force. I am the leader of the Sons of Lothar, Grand Marshal Turalyon of the Alliance."
Stellagosa couldn't help complaining in the soul link channel: "This person is a very important figure in the mortal world? Why do you feel a little stupid?"
Valeela: "Don't talk nonsense. As the leader of an army, there must be a lot of things to deal with every day. It's normal to be distracted."
"Haha~"
Sarlayan, who has excellent hearing, poured cold water on Valeela who was thinking without authorization: "Don't think of the Grand Marshal as so lofty, he is only a mortal after all."
Turayan didn't know that the three of them had already communicated quietly, with a very friendly smile on his tired face.
"Your Excellency Lord Sarlayan Deep Shadow, I have heard General Alleria mention your name countless times. I am very happy to meet you."
"General Alleria and I are discussing when to have lunch. If you don't mind, can we go to the cafeteria together?"
Valeera: "Ah..."
…
Turalyon was born into poverty; his father was just a prison warden in Lordaeron.
When he was young, Turalyon learned many fighting skills from his father. As an adult, he chose to join the Church of the Holy Light in Lordaeron and became a priest who mastered the power of the holy light to heal the world.
His mentor was Alonsos Faol, who later became the Archbishop of the Church of the Holy Light.
When the seven human nations were discussing with each other to form an alliance, considering the strength gap between human and orc soldiers, Archbishop Fao hoped to create a new profession that could take into account the healing abilities of priests on the battlefield.
Therefore, the Paladin came into being.
Among the five paladins of the first generation, except Gavinrad Doom, who was recommended by Lothar and was a general from the Kingdom of Stormwind, the other four were all priest disciples of Archbishop Faol.
Uther, Saidan Dathrohan, Tirion Fordring, and Turalyon now stands in front of Sharlayan.
Turayan is a legendary figure who truly rose up from the bottom step by step. He does not have the usual arrogance of those noble generals who were born to hold high positions, and he is very friendly to others.
Sarlayan politely saluted Turayan and introduced himself. Valeera, Stellagosa, and Onyxia, whose pseudonym was Katarina Presto, also greeted him one after another.
Turayan responded to the greetings of the four people with a smile, and took Sarlayan's hand familiarly and headed towards the cafeteria on the first floor of the Watch Fortress.
[So enthusiastic? Is Tula Yang trying to please his brother-in-law? 】
[Fuck, don’t tell me, it’s really possible.]
Sarlayan originally thought that Turayan would dine alone as the Alliance Grand Marshal, but judging from the way the gang leaders greeted him skillfully in the cafeteria, Turayan obviously had frequent contact with them.
The food at Watchfort is neither good nor bad. At least you can see a bit of meat in the set meals, so it won't be too vegetarian.
But as for the taste... I won’t comment.
Sarlayan and Valeera are often on the go and don't have much requirements for food. It's good to have a hot meal.
Stellagosa is not the kind of delicate lady who cannot bear hardships. Although the taste of the big pot rice is not very good, it is not that she cannot swallow it.
Onyxia is more depressed. She was born into a noble family and lived well since she was a child. Even when she disguised herself as a human and sneaked into the Kingdom of Stormwind, she was served with good food and wine.
She was suddenly separated from the aristocratic life and had to eat from the same big pot as the big-headed soldiers. She was really unhappy in her heart.
Both Turalyon and Alleria noticed her dissatisfaction, and were not surprised by it.
Nobles understand everything.
There are not as many rules for eating in the military camp as there are for nobles. During the meal, Turayan chatted with Sarlayan and others about a lot of trivial matters, but did not talk about serious matters.
After quickly filling their stomachs, they were led by Turayan to Alleria's private office, and then they began to bring the topic to the point.
"Lord Deep Shadow, Ms. Presto, in order to avoid unnecessary arguments in the future, I must explain something to you in advance."
Turayan said to the two of them with a solemn expression: "Depending on the situation, the expeditionary force may arrange for some people to stay in Draenor to blow up the Dark Portal, and stay there for a long time to closely monitor it."
"The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and I cannot guarantee you how the manpower will be arranged at that time. If you really decide to join the expeditionary force, please be mentally prepared in advance to not be able to return home."
The three of Sarlayan had known the inside story for a long time and were not surprised by this.
Staying in Draenor to hatch eggs was originally part of Onyxia's plan, but in order not to arouse suspicion, she showed off her superb acting skills in front of the three knowing Sarlayans.
"Staying in Draenor? Unable to return home?"
The Black Dragon Princess had a very realistic look of astonishment on her face, and then her face turned pink with anger.
"Why haven't I heard of it? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The fierce reaction of Ms. Presto was in sharp contrast to the calmness of the three Sarlayans.
Turalyon smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This difficult decision was made not long ago. In order to protect the safety of Azeroth, we must completely block the Dark Portal so that the orcs cannot use it to launch an invasion again."
Turalyon said firmly: "If necessary, I will personally stay in Draenor to take charge."
"Ms. Presto, if you can't accept it, it's not too late to quit now."
"Tsk!"
Onyxia pretended to be annoyed and smacked her lips: "Now that things have come to this, how can I quit?"
"If I just return to Stormwind City in such a dejected state, how will those nobles who praised my courage before leaving look at me?"
"I want to stay! If I can't go back, I can't go back. Anyway, my brother will inherit the family business, so it's not my turn in the first place!"
"Uh~"
The corner of Turayan's mouth twitched: 'I want to save face and suffer...'
"Then...well, if you change your mind before marching to Draenor, you can come to me at any time."
Turayan stood up from behind the desk and apologized to the four of them: "Guys, I still have military duties, so I can't stay for a long time. I'll take my leave now. General Alleria will arrange a place for you."
Sarlayan smiled and nodded: "Business matters, Generalissimo, please help yourself."
Seeing Turalyon striding away, who was busy with chores, Onyxia, whose acting skills were excellent, deliberately snorted.
"Underestimating me? I will definitely impress you!"
Sarlayan rolled his eyes cryptically: 'Sister, what else can we do when everyone is gone?'
[Let me show you the acting, the concave character should also be more dedicated, at least not like those little fresh actors nowadays who are too lazy to act.]
Sarlayan shook his head: "Anyway, let's adapt to the Warburg for a while. If you really are not used to the life of the army, it is best to evacuate in time before setting off."