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"What is this?" Orgrim asked. Gul'dan turned around and took Doomhammer and Cho'gall not far from where they were. There was a huge stone there with some symbols painted on the rough surface.

Wen, even someone like Doomhammer who doesn't understand mysterious abilities and spiritual power can feel the energy emanating from this heavy stone.

"This is what I want to show you." Gul'dan replied, stroking his beard. "This stone is full of energy. It is a rune stone. Through it, I learned that other rune stones in the forest are as uniform as this one.

Distributed across this land, they form a magical barrier."

Orgrim walked closer and took a closer look. "If there is an invisible barrier here, then we should be hindered." Doomhammer pointed out.

"No, this barrier does not have that kind of absolute defense ability." Gul'dan replied. "I think these rune stones are just restricting the use of magic. It is very likely that only elves can cast their spells in the forest. I have

I've tried casting some spells here, but they've all failed. And if I step back ten yards from here, my magic comes back."

After hearing this, Doomhammer looked at the stone again. "In this case, we will place these stones around our enemies, and they will not be able to cast spells." He pondered, considering how many orcs it would take to move these stones.

, and how to transport them. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to let the ogres do this job.

"This may be a way." Gul'dan agreed, but his voice clearly expressed his views on this idea. "But, my chief, do you still remember what I told you?

"Doomhammer glanced at him and nodded. He still remembered that Gul'dan seemed to have said that the rune stones of Quel'Thalas could be used to strengthen the death knight.

"These stones contain powerful magic," Gul'dan explained. "I think I can put these powers to my own use."

"What do you mean?" Doomhammer asked again, ever vigilant. He knew better than to allow Gul'dan too much freedom, but as long as the warlock could prove his worth to the Horde, Orgrim would

It won't limit him.

"I can use these stones to create an altar." Gul'dan replied. "An altar of storms. By channeling the energy in these stones, I can strengthen the death knights and make them more powerful, although this may make them look...

Even weirder."

"The problem is that none of the orcs will let you experiment on them." Doomhammer sneered bitterly. He still remembered that in Draenor, Gul'dan took out a bottle filled with boiling green in front of his people.

The cup of liquid provided it to all the tribal leaders and the warriors they valued. Orgrim did not trust the warlock at that time, so when Blackhand Blackhand also asked him to drink it, he used the excuse that he did not want to divide it.

The power of black hands is

He didn't drink that thing. So he witnessed with his own eyes the harm that liquid did to his friends and tribesmen. The thing did make them bigger and stronger, but it also made their eyes glow red. Anyone who touched that thing

The orcs have become crazy and bloodthirsty, extremely violent, like wild beasts, and have become fanatical killers. Although some orcs regret and resist this change, such as Orgrim's best friend Durotan, this realization came too late.

Already.

Gul'dan laughed, as if he knew what was going on in Doomhammer's mind. No one knew what kind of power this orc had now.

"I am not going to use orcs to test these altars." Gul'dan assured Doomhammer. "I will choose a simpler creature, that is the ogre."

Doomhammer thought about it and realized that there were not many ogres in the tribe, but these guys were far easier to control than other soldiers. If it could make them stronger, it would be worth taking the risk.

"Okay," he said at last. "You can build an altar. Let's see what happens. If this works I'll give you more ogres, or any other race you want."

Gul'dan bowed to Doomhammer. Doomhammer nodded, and when he turned to leave, his thoughts drifted back to the logistics.

On the other side, somewhere in the border forest of Quel'Thalas, Nathanos was replenishing water in the river with a water bag, holding a half-bitten piece of dried meat in his other hand. He had arrived two days ago

here, and scouting around. The forest was too quiet at this time, which was not good news for him. Just now, he found strange claw marks on a tree. They were not caused by monkeys or owls.

The traces are very clear, and the places where the branches were scratched are obviously dented. This should not be done by the elves, because the elves love the forest very much. Sylvanas once taught Nathano how to make a fire on the ground at Marris Farm, but

The purpose of not destroying any plants or trees was to not damage nature. Nathanos learned quickly at that time, which was of great learning value and made it easier to leave no traces in the wild.

"Is it a troll? Those claw marks indicate that the fingers of the person who left the traces are slender and strong." He hung the water bag on his waist. The tribe had arrived. It was obvious that Nathanos began to walk in a certain direction in the forest.

, he felt there was something unusual here.

alliance party

"Faster, damn it! Hurry up." Alleria shouted. Turalyon and Khadgar had heard her say this several times. But the female elf couldn't calm down and walked away.

After a few steps, she started running again. She couldn't stand this speed. Although Turalyon told her that the troops were advancing at the fastest speed, the female elf still felt that it was too slow.

"We will arrive in time and fight against the Horde with them." Turalyon could see her worry. The female elf could hear the certainty in it, but it was not enough to reassure her.

"I'll go by myself, that's what I should have done from the beginning." Alleria said after thinking twice.

"No, have you forgotten Lothar's order?" Turalyon stopped her and said: "If you leave by yourself, you will be caught and killed, and... this will not be good for anyone."

"I am an elf and a ranger!" she insisted. "I can disappear into the forest! No one can find me!"

"What if you encounter a troll?" She stared at Khadgar next to Turalyon. "We already know that they joined the Horde, and in the forest, they are on par with you, right?"

"Absolutely." She admitted, having fought countless trolls, she certainly knew this. "But I'm more powerful."

"No one would doubt this." Khadgar replied tactfully, a smile lurking beneath his calm appearance. "But we don't know how many there are there. As long as they unite, they will surpass your outstanding skills.

"

Alleria cursed a few times. He was right. But that didn't stop her from wanting to move forward at full speed. She had seen the Horde and what they had done. She knew how big the threat was, and now it was coming.

Moving towards her hometown! The scary thing is that her compatriots have no idea that such a danger is approaching.

"Let your soldiers advance at full speed." She shouted to Turalyon, and then ran forward to investigate the situation. If these human soldiers could not change the current snail-like marching speed, then Alleria would abandon her determination.

Then they left alone.

"She's worried." Khadgar said calmly when he saw Alleria disappear from sight.

"I understand," Turalyon replied. "I have no reason to stop her. I would do the same if the Horde were heading for my homeworld." He sighed. "We only have half the Alliance army, and...and...

I'm leading the way."

"Remain confident," Khadgar warned. "You are an excellent commander and a noble paladin, a member of the Silver Hand, and the best in Lordaeron."

Turalyon smiled at his friend, grateful for his reassurance. He only wished he could believe it. He knew that he had done well in battle, had received adequate training, and had not lost his confidence in his first conflict with the Horde.

At that time, he was very good at transferring what he learned in training into actual combat skills. But being a leader? Before this war, he had never thought about this. He knew nothing about command.

When he began his career as a priest, everything in his life changed. He received orders from senior priests and was sent to Alonsos Faol. He then followed the instructions of the Archbishop and became the first batch of Paladins.

.

Turalyon was surprised that Lothar did not choose Uther as his lieutenant, but he was even more shocked that he gained Lothar's favor. He had always wanted to know what he should do to deserve all this.

The same seems to be true of Lothar. This general of the Kingdom of Stormwind has enough experience and wisdom. He is an amazing leader who will make others follow him without hesitation. Anyone who has met him will respect him. He is known as

Known as the "Lion of Azeroth", which comes from the shining emblem on his shield. Turalyon hoped that he could become like Lothar.

Of course, he also hopes that he can be as devout to the Holy Light as Uther. Because of his faith, or because his power comes from the Holy Light.

Turalyon believed in the Holy Light, but he had never directly felt that power. Since he participated in the war, he began to question his beliefs.

Holy light should belong to all living things and exist in the hearts and souls of all creatures. It is omnipresent, and its energy allows all sentient creatures to get along with each other. This is Alonsus' teaching to Turalyon.

Is the same true for the Horde? Turalyon frowned. Orcs are terrible and deformed. They act irrationally. They are depraved and disgusting things. They are completely beyond redemption. The bright light of the Holy Light

How to favor this absolute evil? But what if it really does this? How to explain its purity and powerful power full of love? But the tribe is not part of the Holy Light, which means it is not universal, and

Turalyon was taught differently.

Turalyon suddenly covered his forehead. His faith had been severely shaken after seeing the tribe. Perhaps because of this, other paladins could release their blessings to those soldiers and treat serious injuries with a simple touch.

Wounds. But he can't. He is very sure that he does not have such ability now, but he does not want to be like this forever.

"You're quiet again." Khadgar pushed him gently with his hand. "Don't think too much, or you will fall off the saddle." His tone was friendly.

Turalyon tried his best to smile back. "Thanks, I'm fine." He said to these old-looking mages. "Just thinking about what to do next."

After Khadgar heard this, he turned around and looked at the army marching behind him. "You have done a good job, let these people continue to move, and use our fastest speed to catch up with the tribe before they cause damage.

"

"I understand." Turalyon frowned. "I was just wondering if there were some shortcuts that would allow us to bypass them and rush directly to Quel'Thalas. Maybe Alleria is right, and I should let her go first.

In front. But if she is caught, if something happens to her..." He trailed off, and then heard Khadgar suddenly laugh. He glared at the other person and asked: "You laugh?

What?"

"Oh, it's nothing." His friend laughed and said. "If you put this kind of care on every soldier, we'd better abandon this operation now, because you are afraid of them getting hurt and not sending them to join the battle.

." Turalyon glanced at the mage fiercely. The latter avoided the gaze, but still smiled. They continued to ride, with the army following closely behind.

Alleria ran ahead. She was too worried that Quel'Thalas would let her unknowingly be far away from the army, but she did not realize this. "Who is it?" The female elf suddenly stopped, she keenly

Insight uncovers the pitfalls a few steps ahead.

"Look who this is, brothers!" The screaming voice made Alleria look up. A troll jumped out from behind the stone, and then more trolls appeared around her. Alleria

Ya secretly cursed Khadgar in her heart, the mage's words made her speechless.

There were six trolls in total, each one taller than her. Alleria tightened her grip on the dagger at her waist, because the trolls were too close to her, making it impossible for her to draw her bow and shoot.

"Catch him, brothers!" a troll shouted, but before his companions could take action, three bows and arrows suddenly shot out from behind and pierced their throats. The leading troll fell down with a look of disbelief on his face.

The other trolls did not dare to step forward, because there were other enemies hiding in the dark, and the hunter could become the prey at any time. Alleria was also a little surprised. She thought Turalyon's army had arrived, but when she saw the giant

The bow and arrow on the demon's neck were made by Quel'Thalas. She wanted to shout "Long live the Sunwell" in her native language.

.But before she could speak, two more bows and arrows flew out of the bushes and passed by her face. They were very close. Fear appeared and disappeared immediately. Before Alleria could react, there was a tragic sound in her ears.

Shouting, two more trolls fell to the ground. Seeing this situation, the last troll immediately turned around and jumped into the jungle to escape.

This person was very powerful. Alleria looked at the corpse on the ground and asked loudly: "Who is it?" But this time she was sure that the other person would not hurt her.

"Maybe I acted a little faster, but unfortunately I didn't see how the Ranger General would face the situation just now." This voice was very familiar to her, and even after several months, Alleria still knew who the voice was from.

"Nathanos!" She looked happily at the person coming out of the bushes.

"Is it surprising?" The human walked towards her, his eyes observing the movements around him from time to time, wary of possible dangers around him.

"It's indeed surprising." The female elf smiled unabashedly, "Why are you here? Are you also here to stop the tribe?"

Nathanos avoided the female elf's sight with his eyes and ignored the question, making it seem like he didn't care. Alleria had already gotten the answer from his eyes.

"It's not important." The human said, then looked at Alleria: "I want you to guess why I deliberately let go of a troll just now?"
Chapter completed!