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Haas slowly clenched his fists and looked at Perenold for a while. "As you said, my lord," he finally said. "I will abide by your instructions." The other generals also nodded.

Perenold smiled. "Very well. As for the Alliance, I bear all consequences personally." He turned to the map. "Then, the Horde will pass from here, here, and here." He said, pointing to the road to the south.

. He was surprised to find that his hands were shaking. "We just need to leave these roads unguarded to ensure that the orcs can pass smoothly."

Haas looked at the terrain. The tribe must be preparing to attack Lordaeron from the north. He pondered for a moment, and the path they chose was very bold. Those roads were not hidden and could be easily discovered. If it were him, he would definitely not

would choose this route. But he suddenly began to worry in his heart. As he thought, maybe the tribal chiefs didn't care about this at all, because their numbers were enough to make them arrogant. He turned to Perenold, with a serious look on his face.

"Our soldiers may refuse, my lord," he said coldly. "They may view it as a shameful betrayal or worse." His accent seemed to indicate that he agreed. "If they

To start a rebellion, we can't stop them."

Perenold thought about it for a moment. "That's it..." he replied with a sneer. "Tell the soldiers that the tribe is preparing to pass through the mountains from the three northernmost mountain roads. If anyone asks you about the source of the intelligence, just say it is us.

The scouts paid for it with their lives."

He nodded, quite satisfied with his intelligence. "This will keep every soldier busy with work and not on the path of the tribe."

Haas nodded stiffly. "I will deploy our soldiers there immediately, my lord," he promised.

"That's good." Perenold gave the general the warmest smile he could make to show that he had forgiven the unpleasantness just now. "Now it's time for you to let them take action."

The generals saluted and left the map room, except Haas.

"Is there anything else, General?" Perenold asked, not hiding the boredom in his voice.

"An Alliance messenger has come, my lord." Haas replied. "You were resting when he came." He said, looking at a cloak on the chair in the corner. There were still some stains on it. It seemed that Perino

De contacted the tribe a few days ago. "He is waiting outside, sir."

"What's the matter with him?" answered Perenolde, striding to the chair and picking up his cloak.

"He brought instructions from Alliance Commander Lord Anduin Lothar." Haas replied, "Marshal Lothar needs you to lead the army to Lordaeron. The Horde is likely to attack there, and your army must go to support it.

Defender." When he said this, a young messenger who was tired of work was waiting outside the door.

Perenold nodded, put on his cloak, walked through the hall, and walked to Haas. "Tell him that I am not feeling well and it is not convenient to pick him up. As for what he said, let him go back and tell Lothar,

Alterac will do its best to resist the Horde." Hath followed his instructions and left the room, closing the door. Perenolde was relieved.

"Excellent." Perenold nodded and touched his chin with one hand. He stretched out his other hand and placed it on the map of Alterac, savoring his fiefdom carefully.

After a while, the messenger left. Of course, the message he brought was obviously that Alterac would resolutely resist the Horde. Perenold smiled again. He could almost guarantee that no orcs could pass through the defense lines of the Alterac army. As for

Other undefended mountain roads? That's another question.

alliance

The rangers were searching for survivors in the forest. Nathanos stayed at the door of a tent in the camp. Lying on the ground inside was Kristrassa, her right arm and left leg were covered with bandages.

When he was helping her deal with the blood stains just now, Nathanos had to take off her robe and her underwear, then treat and bandage the wound. This took a lot of time, because he closed his eyes the whole time and could only pass through Krista

The tear in Sa's clothes was used to infer the location of her injuries. Her figure in mortal form was great, but the red blood covering her body made Nathanos feel chilled. Later, he had to open his eyes to see his naked body.

The red dragon, he could only do this in order to prevent untreated wounds. She was a dragon and wouldn't care. Nathanos thought this in his mind when he looked at her, but he himself felt that his thoughts were ridiculous.

'I hope she won't suddenly change back to her original form.' Humans prayed. Now there are only two attitudes towards dragons in the Alliance military camp, fear and hatred, neither of which is bad.

"You are here, human." Alleria suddenly appeared in front of him, smiled at him, and at the same time looked at the female elf in the tent. "How is she?"

"It's not good, to be precise, it's very bad." Nathanos was resting, and the blood stains on his hands had not been treated yet. Alleria took his hand and held it in front of her, frowning and looking at it.

"This is her blood, I'm not injured."

Alleria turned her eyes to him and hesitated for a moment before continuing: "That's good." The female elf smiled, but the smile was a little stiff, and then her face changed. Nathanos caught this, and felt in his heart

Wondering what happened to her?

"Thank you for coming here." She suddenly changed the topic and glanced at the unconscious female elf in the tent. "You seem to have said that you will not help the alliance, how come..."

"I didn't say that I was helping the alliance, I was probably helping myself. My father also participated in the war. If I can make the war end earlier, he can go home earlier," Nathanos said.

After that, I felt that it was very inappropriate. I shouldn't have mentioned the topic of my family in front of Alleria. Until now, there is no news about anyone else in Alleria's family except Sylvanas.

"Sorry." Nathanos lowered his head: "I'm really bad at small talk."

Alleria shook her head: "It doesn't matter, I...I believe they will be fine." Her tone also revealed her inner worry.

"Me too." The two of them looked at each other and avoided each other's gaze at the same time.

"Sylvanas, she..."

"It seems that you are very interested in my sister." Alleria looked at him with interest, but there was some disappointment in her heart that confused her.

"Forget it!" Nathanos took the initiative to give up the answer to this question, although he knew Alleria would tell him.

Alleria adjusted her hair that was blowing on her face and asked: "My scouts told me that the main force of the tribe has retreated. Where do you think they will go next?"

"With the help of red dragons and trolls and the infinite army, it is only a matter of time to capture Quel'Thalas." Nathanos picked up a stone and threw it on the ground, but the direction of the stone was towards Quel'Thalas.

Lars. "There is only one possibility to suddenly give up the land you are determined to win and choose to retreat - there are greater benefits waiting for the tribe."

"A greater benefit? What kind of benefit can be greater than the Horde taking Quel'Thalas?"

"Indeed, it is Lordaeron!"

the other side

"I need to lead our people out of here." Turalyon said to the others after a while. "We will come back to rescue Quel'Thalas from the Horde, but now we need to regroup our troops.

And they still need to rest. I feel that the tribe will not stay here for long, they have other goals." Turalyon said this, but he himself was not sure. They are now taken to the forest by the tribe, and the elves

In order to defend their homeland, they are also involved. What exactly are they going to do? Where will their next target be?

He tried to think about this problem from the perspective of the orcs. If he were to command them to fight, where would he choose? For the orcs, where is the biggest remaining threat?

"Capital!" Alleria pushed open Turalyon's tent, and everyone's eyes were attracted by her sweet voice. But these two words suddenly woke up Turalyon. The central hub of the alliance, that relationship

Arriving at the starting point of the entire battle, the human commander glanced at Khadgar, and the archmage nodded. Apparently he had thought of the same thing.

This judgment is very reasonable. From Silvermoon City to the northern end of Quel'Thalas, the orc troops can cross the mountains and directly attack Lordaeron, and can gather not far from Lake Lordaemir and the Royal City, while Terena

King Si has sent most of his troops to the alliance, and only a few soldiers remain in the city. Fortunately, if the tribe really wants to cross the mountain, it must first pass through Alterac. Although Lord Perenolde's position in the alliance is not the same.

Not firm, but when the Horde invades his territory, he will of course lead his troops to resist them, but the Horde will overwhelmingly outnumber them and attack Lordaeron across the mountains.

"They can quickly expand to other areas of the continent through Lordaeron." Alleria pointed out, "In addition, if the tribe leaves an army here, then they will have two strategic control points, the trolls and the orcs.

Occupy the entire continent within a few weeks." Alleria said the inference that Nathanos had just told her, but the female elf hoped that what he said was wrong, because if the tribe marched according to such a strategy, the consequences would be disastrous.

Turalyon nodded, "Now we must figure out their plan." He said, he was sure that Alleria's judgment was correct. "This means that we need to find another way to stop the Horde." He glanced at

He glanced at the fire that was still raging in the forest, "But it's not here." He glanced at Alleria. The female elf was very calm at the moment, and she must have recovered from her grief.

Khadgar stared at the map and pointed out anxiously: "I'm afraid we don't have time, Turalyon. The troops cannot stay here any longer. We must let the soldiers return to Lordaeron with fatigue."

"You don't believe in Alterac?"
Chapter completed!