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The scout nodded, saluted Doomhammer again, and then trotted back and disappeared from Orgrim's sight. Doomhammer nodded. At least when they stopped to face the humans again, they had the Bleeding Ring Clan.

Warriors fought with them. Kilrogg was a wise and powerful old warrior, still powerful despite his age, and his clan was also warlike and full of aggression. With the two Blackstone and Blood Circle

As a clan, he still had the strength to fight against the Alliance. However, Orgrim seemed very disappointed when he saw the governor of the Bleeding Ring Clan.

"We can't fight them, at least not yet!"

Doomhammer stared at Kilrogg, and the old chief shook his head, his face gloomy but determined.

"What? Why not?" Doomhammer asked.

"Because there are still enemies here." Kilrogg replied briefly.

"Dwarves?" Orgrim blurted out. He knew what Kilrogg was referring to. But the dwarves here do not have griffons, and they are not as difficult to deal with as the dwarves in Eagle's Nest Mountain. Those dwarves living in the mountains have long been

They were completely defeated when the Horde army arrived. "But we crushed all their armies and drove them out of the fortress." Orgrim questioned Kilrogg's words.

"There's only one left," the other man corrected, looking up so that his good eye and the scarred blind eye could be trained on Doomhammer. "We failed to attack Ironforge, and I lost money every time I attacked.

Lots of good warriors."

Ironforge? Orgrim remembered, yes! There is indeed that place. "Then don't worry about it for now." Doomhammer insisted. "We don't need it anymore. We must turn around and rush through before humans.

Bridge and prepare before taking advantage in the valley. Once we destroy their forces we can lay siege to Ironforge with all our strength, tear apart its defences, then rest for a while before continuing our march north to complete our conquest."

Kilrogg still shook his head after hearing this. "It is too dangerous to leave the dwarves behind our backs," he stated, "I have fought against them many times in the past few months. To be honest, if we leave them alone,

, they will attack us from their fortresses like angry wasps. Every time we destroy a fortress, the survivors will flee to Ironforge, and that fortress seems to accommodate everyone like a bottomless pit. I

It’s impossible to guess how deep it is. The dwarves are lurking there, waiting for their chance to take revenge. If we can’t hold on here and put enough pressure on them, then we will be attacked from both sides in Blackstone Mountain.”

Doomhammer paced after hearing this, considering his words. He believed in Kilrogg's judgment, but this also meant that the Alliance would have an absolute numerical advantage in Blackstone Mountain.

"Then as you say, take your clan and stay here." He thought twice and finally told Kilrogg. "Do your best to put pressure on the dwarves. I will take the others to Blackrock Tower.

.There we can build our fortress relying on the thick rock formations inside it." He glanced at the old chief again. "If possible, after you solve the trouble here, take your people over, maybe you can come from behind

The troops attacking humans, or other people who can encounter us, have returned from the sea or come through the Dark Portal." He stood up straight: "Blackstone Tower is our strongest position. If humans cannot be defeated there,

This is even less true in other places, which also means that we will definitely lose this war."

Kilrogg nodded. He stared at Orgrim for a few seconds, and then said in a calm voice. "Your decision is correct." Kilrogg confirmed him, "Me too.

Knowing the inside story of Gul'dan's betrayal. His behavior may very well take us back to the days before the Dark Portal opened, a time when we were angry, hungry, and desperate enough to almost go crazy." He nodded. "No matter what happens.

No matter what, you brought glory to our people again."

Doomhammer also nodded, suddenly feeling a surge of respect from his heart. He even began to like this one-eyed chief who he once hated. He always thought that Kilrogg was just a cruel and savage warrior.

, he values ​​personal heroism more than national glory. Maybe he is wrong.

"Thank you," he said. He had nothing more to say, so he turned and walked away to his own clan. There were orders to be issued, and there was another long march to be made. Perhaps this was the last one.

two days later

Nathanos stood outside the city of Lordaeron and looked at Lake Lordaemir. He was surrounded by Alliance soldiers. In order not to cause chaos, Lothar decided to assemble an army outside the city to prepare for the southern expedition. Alleria approached her.

There was no sound at all.

"Nathanos, let me introduce you to the Farstriders." The female elf was followed by two elves, one male and one female.

"Who are they?" Nathanos asked.

Alleria extended her hand and introduced: "My lieutenants, Lor'themar Theron and Verena, they are all my right-hand assistants. This is the person I mentioned to you, Nathanos Maree

Si, despite his youth, his abilities are not inferior to our rangers."

Verena bowed to Nathanos, and Lor'themar simply nodded to him, as did Nathanos.

"I saw that Lothar's war horse has been put on the latest armor. It seems that he is preparing to set off tonight." Lor'themar got to the point first. Although it felt strange to have a human next to him, he still decided to

Believe in your own Ranger General.

Nathanos glanced to the west at the Alterac Mountains. The snow on the mountains could not be seen in the night, but Nathanos could still distinguish it. "His choice was wise. I mean, the kings of the Alliance

The idea is very sensible. What I am most worried about is that they will have a dispute over the issue of Alterac. But now it seems that they still choose to solve the orc problem first."

Alleria nodded in agreement, and pointed out: "The good news from Kul Tiras at sea also proved Alterac's betrayal. It seems that everything is developing for the better."

"If that's the case..." Nathanos said and glanced at Lothar, who was talking to Uther, Turalyon and Khadgar not far away. What's interesting is that Nathanos's former mentor also happened to be

He focused his gaze on him, but Nathanos' gaze did not linger too long. "There was no trace of relaxation on Lothar's face. He knew that the next battle would not be easy. If I guessed correctly, the tribe should have already

We retreated to the Burning Plains and stationed ourselves in Blackrock Mountain. I once heard my dwarf mentor mention that that mountain is a natural fortress, with its condescending terrain and thick rock formations no less than the walls of Lordaeron."

Alleria, Lor'themar, and Verena looked at each other and smiled proudly, which happened to be seen by Nathanos.

"why are you laughing?"

The female elf covered her mouth and laughed playfully, and replied: "They had some doubts about your ability before they came, and what you just speculated happened to be the latest information we got."

Nathanos squinted his eyes with a serious expression. He seemed to have been tricked by this female elf just now.

"That fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack." Verena quickly changed the topic and looked at Alleria. "We will inevitably have tribal scouts on the way forward. Perhaps this is why Marshal Lothar chose to march at night."

"I'm afraid it's not just that." Lor'themar shook his head, "Blackstone Mountain is surrounded by plains. Although we can easily set up an attack formation, it is not easy to break through Blackstone Tower. The tribe must be fully prepared. But

If we can't win the battle quickly, it will be in trouble once the tribe's reinforcements arrive, and..." He stopped here, obviously feeling miserable.

"And they also have dragons, right?" Nathanos saw why he was suddenly silent. Not only him, but the other two female elves also hesitated when they heard this word. I am afraid that the pain caused by the red dragon to the elves

It will take a long time to get better.

"You are right, they have dragons and they will cause trouble to our supply lines."

Nathanos looked at Lor'themar who lowered his head slightly. He seemed to be in a bad mood. "Your people are not bad." He said and walked in the direction of Lothar.

"Lotha, Nathanos is coming." Khadgar immediately spotted the approaching humans and alerted his commander.

Lothar frowned and faced the approaching humans. He heard that Nathanos had joined the Farstriders. This was good news. The Alliance now needs any power that can help. "We are very happy.

We meet again, Marshal Lothar."

The last time they met was almost a year ago. Of course Lothar remembered it, but that meeting was not pleasant.

"Me too, kid. I'm glad you're playing for the League."

Nathanos smiled and glanced at everyone. "If you don't mind, I would like to express my personal views on the war that will happen next. Do you have time to listen?"

"Of course, I am also discussing this matter with Uther and the others. What do you think?" He said, and Alleria also walked over and came behind Nathanos.

"Thank you, I won't delay you too long. What I want to say is that I agree to leave now, but I don't think now is the best time to attack Blackstone Mountain." Nathanos said, and Card joined in and smiled.

, he also said the same thing to Lothar just now.

The soldier touched his chin with white stubble and asked, "Why is this?"

"Because no one can guarantee that the Alliance can break through Blackstone Mountain. It is impossible to defeat the Horde by attacking from one direction alone."

"You mean to divide your forces to outflank Blackstone Mountain?" Turalyon said. This was a good idea, but he felt that it was a bit too spread out.

Nathanos shook his head, indicating that Turalyon had misunderstood what he meant: "No? We must not divide our troops, because Blackrock Mountain is high up, and the tribe can observe any of our actions, and they will be one step ahead of us to defend themselves. I think

What I’m saying is that it’s difficult for us to defeat the tribe alone, but it will be different if we can find helpers.”

"I understand!" Khadgar nodded and turned to Lothar: "Nathanos means that we need the help of the Bronzebeard dwarves. Kurdran also said before that the Alliance needs to rescue them."

"I never said that!" He objected at first, and then changed his mind: "Of course, it would be good if those Bronzebeards could attack from the south of Blackstone Mountain and give the tribe a stab in the back." He hesitated, and everyone present looked at it.

Looking at him, he murmured. "Okay, if possible, I will choose to save them. This is only for the alliance."

Lothar nodded and looked at the others. They all thought this was a good idea.

"How should we contact them?" Lothar asked.

"The first thing is to help them get rid of the orcs besieging Ironforge." Nathanos said and looked at the moon in the sky. Uther, who knew him well, knew that this was his habitual move to make a decision. "I want to make a decision with him.

The Wildhammer dwarves act together."

"What?" Alleria stood behind and said in surprise in a voice that only Nathanos could hear, her tone full of opposition. Not only him, but Uther also showed the same expression, but he didn't

remain silent.

"You can't go, it's too dangerous. What's more, the only way to contact the dwarves in Ironforge is through griffins. Those beasts won't let you sit on their backs safely."

Kurdran was a little unhappy when he heard this. Although he agreed with Uther's words, he could not tolerate treating griffins as wild beasts. "My babies are not as savage as you think.

He's tall." Kurdran looked up at Uther: "As long as I communicate with Skyre, he will definitely take this brat with him."

Uther shook his head. This was not the crux of the problem at all. He was worried about Nathanos's safety. Everyone knew how dangerous this action was. Being able to trap the Bronzebeard dwarves in Ironforge, one can imagine that.

How cruel are the orcs?

Khadgar said to Lothar: "It is well known that there is a conflict between the Wildhammer dwarves and the Bronzebeard dwarves. If Kurdran is only allowed to go..."

The old warrior nodded, and the mage mentioned a key point. "Nathanos, can you guarantee that the Bronzebeard dwarves will believe you?"

The young man in front of him nodded and explained: "I once had a dwarf mentor. He returned to Ironforge a year ago. If I can meet him, everything will be no problem." He finished speaking and looked at it.

He looked at Uther, who had lowered his head and said nothing.

After weighing several times, Lothar made a decision.
To be continued...