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"Human!" the orc scout gasped, and fell to his knees in front of Orgrim due to exhaustion. "To the east of us!"

Doomhammer stared at him. "East! Do you see clearly?" But he didn't need to look at the scout's tired nodding to know that the orcs were not lying. How could the humans who had been chased by them run to the east of him?

Go, isn't Lordaeron in the northwest?

Then he remembered. It was the Hinterlands! He had split off some of his people, leaving a clan there to mislead humanity's forces, while others continued to advance to attack Quel'Thalas. The strategy worked.

, the humans left half of their troops, and only the other half chased the orc troops out of the forest. Obviously these warriors did not travel long distances to the capital of Lordaeron, and now they are advancing towards the orc troops from the east. This means that if

If he is not careful, the alliance armies on both sides will surround his orcs in the middle, and then easily crush the tribe's last hope, and the possibility of victory will be extremely slim.

"How many people are there?" he asked the scout, who gulped down water from a leather bag.

"Thousands of people, maybe more." The orc frowned and thought for a while. The number of humans was endless, so he finally answered. "And some of them are wearing heavy armor."

Doomhammer curled his lips, turned and walked away. It was very troublesome for so many alliances to come to chase. Orgrim was fully capable of destroying them, but it would take a lot of time, and he didn't know if there would be any.

No other Alliance troops were on the way. Khaz Modan was still several days away, and Orgrim didn't want to waste time.

There was no other choice. Doomhammer raised his head and shouted to the army that was hesitating to retreat: "Accelerate, run with all your strength, no rest. We must reach Khaz Modan as soon as possible."

Sarbek nodded and quickly ran away and shouted the order to the other orcs. Doomhammer felt that he had lost the battle so much that he felt depressed even thinking about it. But now he could not risk fighting the Alliance.

An encounter. He must first reach the territory of the Bloodring Clan.

Lordaeron

"Why are you here?" Nathanos took Alleria to a secluded place. As soon as he entered the tower door, what he saw was not his parents, but the female elf in front of him. She was talking to her at the time.

The parents were talking and laughing.

"I invite you to chase the orcs together. Lothar has already explained everything to King Terenas. He will lead us to chase the retreating orcs. This is an opportunity." Alleria did not mince words and directly stated her intention. However,

This made Nathanos very strange, even a little surprised.

"Me?" He pointed at himself, and then laughed, "Why are you looking for me? This is not appropriate at all."

Alleria shook her head, "Anyway, this war has shown me your ability. Of course, the most important thing is that the Alliance now needs more warriors to stop the Horde together."

"This reason doesn't convince me, Alleria. You should know..." Nathanos said, but Alleria interrupted him and looked at him apologetically.

"I know you have some misunderstandings about the Alliance, but it is definitely not what you think. I have been in the Alliance for almost a year. Lothar, Turalyon and Uther, they are all very good people.

I learned a lot from them. I also had some doubts about this human covenant at the beginning, but misunderstandings can always be resolved." Alleria said, looking at him hopefully, waiting for Nathanos's reply.

Reply. In fact, even she herself didn't know why she invited Nathanos, but her heart wanted her to do so, even though she didn't want to admit it, and she was very afraid that Nathanos would reject her.

"I, I never planned to join the Alliance." Nathanos looked away, but Alleria didn't feel that he was rejecting. She felt that Nathanos had not finished speaking.

"But I will go with you. In order to no longer let my father and my family suffer from the war, I promise you that if you are willing to let me be a temporary consultant, I will be happy."

Alleria smiled and said, "It sounds like you are begging me."

Nathanos frowned and looked at her displeased. He didn't like this joke. The female elf got back to business and nodded.

"Then I invite you to serve as the temporary advisor to the Far Walker team. You are the first human being to join the Far Walker team."

Nathanos shook his head helplessly: "I will not be proud of this, Alleria." He said, in fact, he would not be honored for anything, even if it was to meet the king, he only thought that

That was a troublesome thing. The female elf nodded, and then asked with some concern: "Will your parents agree?"

"Their consent is not required." Nathanos replied. He had also thought about this issue, but what he wanted to do was not their approval, but not to make them worry. Some things were best left unexplained. He just needed to

Know that what you are doing is right, even if no one else understands it, it doesn't matter.

Alleria's thoughts were contrary to his. She had been educated by aristocrats since she was a child, and her mother told her that she could not hide anything from her family at any time and anywhere, as this would cause estrangement between family members.

"You should make it clear to them that you are going to a battlefield. Even I cannot guarantee your safety. If you..."

"I can't die." He replied decisively, but who could tell clearly? Not only Alleria, but even he felt that his words were a bit ridiculous. "I will come back alive. Nothing can stop me from coming back.

To be with my family."

His confidence impressed Alleria and rekindled the female elf's hope. She knew how dangerous it was to pursue the tribe, and Alleria had a premonition that the final battle was coming, and anyone could die, so

She asked Sylvanas to return to Quel'Thalas so that if she died, there would be someone else who could take on the responsibility of defending her homeland.

"Me too, I will come back to reunite with my family."

Nathanos nodded, and they chatted for a while. Alleria estimated that Lothar would send troops in three days, and the Alliance needed to prepare for a counterattack and deal with many matters. Nathanos still had a few days to spare.

You can spend time with your family. Although the time is short, it is precious.

"So, I want to hear your opinion, why did the Horde suddenly withdraw from Lordaeron?" Alleria ended the small talk and began to ask about important things. "You told me last time in Quel'Thalas

I have said that giving up immediate interests is to pursue greater interests. Obviously you were right at that time. The tribe gave up attacking Quel'Thalas and instead attacked Lordaeron, and almost made the city go like Stormwind City.

The same mistake. But why did they suddenly retreat? Is there anything more important than capturing Lordaeron?"

Nathanos smiled, not expecting Alleria to remember what he said. He replied: "The situations were different twice. Last time, interests could be used to weigh the tribe's actions, but this time I'm afraid not.

It's so simple. I have been to the coast of Hillsbrad, and the tribe's fleet has also left. I was confused at first, but then I found that I had overlooked an important detail, which was the time for the various tribes' troops to retreat.

There’s something wrong with the order.”

"What does the chronological order of retreat mean?" Alleria asked.

Nathanos touched his chin and explained: "In general, if you decide to retreat, the frontline troops should be the first to retreat, and the troops on standby in the rear will not receive the order to retreat immediately. But the troops who stay behind will not receive the order to retreat immediately.

It was strange that the orcs who were guarding the fleet on the coast left Lordaeron first. Later, when Orgrim led the frontline troops to retreat, they actually separated part of the army to take the water route. This was even more strange. The original backup

After the troops retreat, the tribe's army will be short of manpower and choose to divide the troops at this time. Isn't the chief afraid of the alliance's pursuit? I thought about it for a long time until a possibility appeared in my mind. I think the best

The possibility that can explain all this is that there was a rebellion within the tribe."

Rebellion! Alleria opened her eyes wide, a little surprised by Nathanos's judgment. "Is this possible?"

"Hmph!" Nathanos sneered: "Nothing is impossible. The alliance seems to be united, isn't it..." He did not continue, but Alleria understood what he meant.

"I'm also looking forward to how King Terenas will choose to deal with the problem in Alterac."

Khaz Modan

"Over there!" Salbek pointed in that direction, and Doomhammer nodded. He had already seen the orc scout squatting on the cliff over there.

"It is an honor to meet you, Doomhammer!" the scout shouted, standing up and raising his ax in salute. "The Bleeding Hollow clan welcomes you back to Khaz Modan!"

"Thank you very much," Doomhammer responded and nodded. "Where are Kilrogg and the others?"

"We camped in a suitable valley in the mountains," the scout replied, jumping down to a lower spot to make the conversation easier. "I will return to report your arrival." He glanced up.

Doomhammer knew he was watching the number of warriors behind him. "Where are the rest of the Horde?"

"Dead, most of them are dead." Doomhammer said bluntly, and the scouts opened their eyes wide in surprise. "And there are Alliance troops behind us chasing quickly. Tell Kilrogg to let his warriors
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