To outsiders, the alliance looks somewhat in danger.
Boss McDonald arrogantly led half of the alliance's heroes into Blackwing's Lair. After entering, the situation of the battle and life and death were unknown.
There are beacons everywhere in the alliance, and the "Scavenger Legion" burns and kills wantonly and spreads the plague.
It just so happened that the goblins' crazy arrogance had subsided a lot because they discovered that catching orcs from the tribe wouldn't make much money.
It is true that the goblins in venture capital companies are money-crazy, and only money can make them crazy. They will not go crazy to do things that make no money.
In fact, this is McDonald digging a hole, deliberately reducing the small amount of money invested in Feralas. Let the tribes breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time induce them to go to war with the Alliance, at least to cause border friction, so that the Alliance will have an excuse to start a war in the future.
On the surface, this smell of an impending rain made many senior officials of the tribe feel very happy. Naozuanhou had been drinking so much recently that he even ate half a wild boar.
Even the orcs of the Warsong Clan began to ride horses near the border with the Alliance, waving their battle axes and singing while walking their wolves.
Only Thrall stayed awake!
"No! The Alliance has successfully defeated Nefarian!" Thrall said with great certainty, startling Vol'jin, Kane and Rommath who were watching.
"No, if the alliance succeeds in defeating the Black Dragon Prince, it will definitely be a huge event. If you don't hang a dragon head at the gate of Stormwind City, the people will not let it go." Vol'jin said cautiously.
"No! Look at the battle record of Macdonken Stratholme!" Thrall brought over a stack of parchment files that were almost torn, with Mac's name written in large characters on it.
Thrall flipped over a page with familiarity. On it was the human common language written by Thrall himself. He read it in orc language.
"On the day of the Dark Portal of X, month,
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There are several similar cases of war, Thrall said in a hurry.
In fact, this is not a military secret.
In the era of the First and Second Dark Portal Wars, the march was more like a grand parade, requiring a large number of civilians to help transport food and supplies. And these contents were the talk of the civilians in the tavern, and could not be kept secret at all.
It wasn't until the Third Dark Portal War that McDonald's established a professional logistics force and spread it throughout the territory.
Thrall relied on what he saw during his infiltration, and even served as a transport for the Stratholme army himself, so he collected a general idea.
He concluded: "It can be seen from here that the Duke of Stratholme is a person who is very good at judging the fighting strength of the enemy and ourselves. He is very stingy with his soldiers and will never fight to the death if he can. And he has long been accustomed to fighting on two fronts.
He usually defends and attacks. On the attacking side, he always has the combat power to defeat the opponent with a high probability."
Vol'jin's face was stern: "In addition, he has successfully defeated Nefarian once in Stormwind Fortress... Oh my God! Nefarian can't be his opponent even in his own lair! Maybe Nefarian will fight within three days of the war.
Dead."
In fact, it was finished on the same day.
Thrall smiled bitterly: "My spies reported that none of the main towns in Stratholme were invaded. The undead were wiped out in the wild."
Wo'jin mused: "It's the 15th day now. He can really endure it."
Kane scratched his head: "Is this alliance leader so powerful?"
It has to be said that those who know you best are often your enemies.
Thrall concluded: "Look, if our tribe doesn't fall for the trick, the Alliance will probably let the undead make trouble again. We can't wait any longer before releasing the news about the success of the crusade."
Before Sal could finish speaking, a messenger came trotting in.
"Reporting to the war chief and other chiefs, a sudden volcanic eruption occurred in Blackstone Mountain. A large number of fire elemental creatures ran out of Blackstone Mountain and have entered a state of war with the alliance's army deployed in the Scorching Canyon and Burning Plains. It is said that the enemy is the legendary fire elemental monarch Ra
Genaros' men."
"This is good!" Brother Niu slapped his thigh.
Anyone who knows anything knows that this probably means that the alliance is being attacked from both sides.
It would be wonderful if the crusade against Nefarian here failed and Raghu found a way out over there.
The twitch on the messenger's face made Sal feel a little bad, and he immediately ordered: "Continue talking."
"The Alliance seems to have been prepared for a long time. They have equipped a large number of tanks that fire frost shells to fight against the fire element. And a large number of black dragons suddenly flew out from Blackstone Mountain, with the golden trident emblem branded on their chests. Just now, the Alliance sent the black dragon prince Nefarian
His head hangs in the Valley of the Kings in Stormwind City. A group of black dragons headed by the Black Dragon Princess are officially incorporated into the Allied Forces and belong to the Stratholme Federation. The Stratholme Black Dragon Legion has cooperated with the Allies to attack the undead, and the Undead Legion continues to be defeated.
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Thrall suddenly seemed to be petrified.
He guessed correctly, but he was not happy at all. Why?
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Over at the Alliance, the fire demon Ragnaros suddenly popped up, which was really annoying.
Although the alliance has made plans long ago, it is one thing to prepare, and it is another thing to be criticized.
McDonald was able to take down Nefarian, and Tyrande secretly sneaked back to Mount Hyjal. These are secrets that only participants of the Throne Conference in the entire Alliance are qualified to know.
For ordinary alliance soldiers, the appearance of the fire elemental legion is a great fright.
The army had not prepared artillery shells loaded with frost element magic gems before. In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, these were specially used to deal with black dragons.
The black dragon's breath is flame, with some shadow power, and there's nothing wrong with using frost cannonballs.
When the soldiers on the alliance's front line saw the fire elemental creature that suddenly exploded from the foot of the mountain and jumped out, most of their minds went blank.
Many people have never seen such a strange thing in their lives.w
It was a ball of egg-yellow flame that looked a bit like a red peach, with an extra pair of hands and a pair of strange red eyes. It stood as tall as a story.
Just when they were in a daze, there was a loud noise from behind.
On the charred land, there were heavy roars, one and two, as if heavy objects were crushing and ravaging the earth.
It's not as clear and powerful as a horse's hooves.
The whole sound was like the top of a mountain
This sound rang out hundreds of times, uniformly and gradually converging into a shocking power. The power of technology!
They turned their heads and saw some unfamiliar cars painted in fiery red, thundering towards them.
People were dumbfounded. Aren't these the fire trucks that could be seen everywhere in Ironforge and Stormwind City?
