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"You are going to let them go like this, they are murderers!" As soon as Nathanos walked to the tent door, he heard Alleria's excited and angry voice coming from inside.

"I have explained to you many times, Alleria. We cannot decide the fate of these orcs. They were enemies before, but now they are prisoners."

"Just because I changed my identity? This is really ridiculous. Have you forgotten the crimes they committed in Quel'Thalas? Not only did you not give them the punishment they deserve, you also allowed them to survive. Do you think I didn't

See? You asked Gavin Rad to give them part of the army's supplies. Have you ever mentioned these things to me? Do you still have high elves in your eyes?"

The quarrel ended briefly as Alleria's words fell, and Nathanos did not go in. Turalyon was thinking about how to explain to Alleria, and he looked at Khadgar for help. The mage seemed

He deliberately avoided Turalyon's eyes, indicating that he was helpless.

"About this, I do..." Turalyon sighed, "I hope you can understand why I did this, Alleria. Our war is not over yet, and the Alliance will definitely give Quel'Thalas

Just justice." The Paladin found that he was really not good at talking. If Lothar were here, he would definitely give Alleria a satisfactory answer, but he couldn't. He only hoped that this dry comfort could temporarily suppress Alleria.

Leah's hatred of the Horde.

"It's best!" The female elf glared at him, and then glanced at Khadgar. The mage was covering his forehead, indicating that he had nothing to do with this dispute. "If you can't do this, my soldiers will no longer listen.

Your command." Alleria turned and left. When he pushed open the tent, he happened to see Nathanos standing outside with his arms folded. The female elf's frown finally relaxed a little, and she struggled to give him a smile.

.

"I'm here to find you." Nathanos answered her before she even asked herself why she was here.

"Let's talk somewhere else."

They came to a secluded place. There was no good scenery in the Burning Plains. Alleria just wanted to be quiet. She was very upset now. Nathanos also knew this, so even though he said he came to see Alleria

Leah's, but she didn't take the initiative to say anything. He hoped that she would speak first to break the calm and tell humans that she felt better inside.

a long time

"Thank you for staying with me for a while." Alleria breathed a sigh of relief and gradually relaxed. Then she turned and looked at Nathanos, "What do you want from me?"

Nathanos shook his head. In fact, he didn't have anything to say. He just expected that the female elf would need help at this moment, even if it was just to accompany her for a while. "I am surprised that you fully recognized Turalyon's leadership position."

"It's just for the time being. You heard what I said, didn't you?" Alleria explained. Nathanos knew that she probably didn't really think so in her heart. Maybe she had never considered seizing the command of the alliance. If she tried to

Layan is unable to assume the responsibility of commanding the alliance. I am afraid that someone else must take over, but that person must not be Alleria. The female elf just wants revenge, nothing more. The alliance leader must weigh every decision he makes.

A decision, so they must look forward and backward, whether it is Lothar or Turalyon. Nathanos is very happy that Alleria can understand this, otherwise she may have stood up and denied Turalyon's leadership.

However, this is exactly what worries Nathanos.

"Actually, you know it in your heart." Nathanos said to her, and Alleria's face immediately sank. "You know that no matter who leads the alliance, they can't help you make those orcs pay the price, even..."

The female elf's breathing was very calm. Nathanos didn't know whether she really didn't care or whether it was a sign of anger about to break out. "Actually, you know in your heart that even if you make the decision, you cannot order the execution of all the orcs."

Alleria smiled helplessly, and her face became paler. "You can always see through other people's minds, Nathanos. But I don't want to be like this, I'm just... just angry. Just my anger.

There is nowhere to release, even if I kill all the orcs, I can't recover everything I've lost."

"Then why are you still..."

"I just want those orcs to pay for their sins. This has nothing to do with their hatred for me. No matter what, I will never forget the pain the tribe caused me." Alleria looked into the distance, where the Dark Portal is.

direction.

Nathanos looked at her face, and then said to her: "You can rest assured." This sentence attracted Alleria's eyes back. "The pain caused by the tribe to this world is not only Quelse's.

Rath, as well as Stormwind, Lordaeron, and other kingdoms. They will all be judged."

Next, the Alliance needed to go to the Swamp of Sorrows, which took a week. This time also included dealing with a series of issues such as how to resettle the captured orcs and prepare various supplies. They could have gone faster, but Turalyon reminded others

Don't catch up with those orcs. They need to figure out the specific location of the portal before they can launch a surprise attack.

Lothar's death shocked everyone, but it also inspired their fighting spirit. The once sluggish warriors now became focused, strong, and resolute. They all believed that the commander's death was related to them, and they were determined to avenge him. And they all

Accepted Turalyon as his chosen successor, especially those who fought with him in Quel'Thalas.

Traversing the jungle was difficult and unpleasant, but no one complained loudly. Alliance scouts kept the orcs in sight and reported back constantly, allowing Alliance troops to move slowly without worrying about their prey escaping. The Horde's

The remaining soldiers were in chaos. All the orcs were moving in the same direction, but they were not marching together. They were just escaping individually or in small groups. Turalyon guessed that the orcs responsible for guarding the portal should be Doomhammer's lieutenant or the most trusted

warrior. If that person is strong enough, he can reunite the scattered orcs and his original troops into a powerful army. The Alliance needs to remain vigilant and guard against arrogance and impetuosity. Think too much about the next battle.

Simplicity will kill them.

It took them a few more days to reach the place called the Black Swamp. But the situation here surprised everyone.

"I don't understand." Lor'themar said, leaning down and touching the land under his feet. "I remember Khadgar once said that this place is full of wetlands! This place should be like the Swamp of Sorrows, wet and dirty.

, it stinks." He patted the hard red rock in front of him and frowned. "But it doesn't seem like that."

"It looks like it was burned like this. Is this a kind of magic?" Verena, another adjutant standing next to him, said. "If so, it must be an extremely evil magic.

, it almost killed all life here."

Alleria nodded. The poor environment here made the elf who always liked nature feel sick.

"What did you see?" he shouted to Nathanos who was standing high up. These days, he and this human were almost inseparable. Whenever she was anxious, Nathanos' comfort could always make her heart recover.

calm.

"Maybe you should see it with your own eyes." The human replied. The female elf looked at him with interest, and then came to him. The scene in front of her made her unable to say another word. I don't know if it happened to be dusk or this

The place was originally like this. In the distance, black clouds shrouded the sky of the black swamp, and there were flashes of light from time to time. Alleria knew that it was lightning. The skyline was a chaotic red color, dividing the dying land and the gloomy sky.

Open, anyone who sees such a scene will feel very depressed, and the sun that has already set halfway has printed an awkward figure 7. Alleria is a little strange, until the sun tilts a little, she can see the whole thing.

——A door with a bit of green light inside. The female elf couldn't imagine how huge it was. She thought that the gate of Ironforge should be the most magnificent masterpiece in the world, but now it seems that she was wrong again.

It was still half a day's journey from here to there, but she could already see the outline of the Dark Door clearly.

"We are almost there." Nathanos reminded. Alleria recovered and smiled, their journey was finally coming to an end.

He planned to accompany her the rest of the way, and Alleria expressed pleasure in his fighting skills and the companionship itself.

On the other side, Turalyon also had a very good chat with the two brothers from Ironforge. Muradin and Bryan, they were particularly straightforward and appreciated wonderful battles, delicious beer and beautiful women. Bryan was more like a scholar, he

He always discusses some incomprehensible texts with Khadgar. He thinks that as Medivh's apprentice, Khadgar must be well-informed.

Most of the dwarves in Ironforge are experts in rocks and gems, but Brian didn't recognize the stones under their feet, and he was a little uneasy. "I don't know what these stones are, they look like they have been roasted by fire, but they are

How is that possible?" He scratched the stone with one fingernail, and held a magnifying glass in his other hand to observe carefully. "The whole area is like this, what's the economy here?" The red land extended to the end of their sight.

"I've never seen anything like this."

"I...I saw it once." Khadgar replied. He frowned. If he wanted to explain, he had to re-read the memory he least wanted to go through. "But not in this world." He did not continue.

Going down, his expression told Brian that he didn't want to discuss the issue any further.

Muradin wanted to press the question further, but his brother stopped him.

Brian said to Khadgar: "Your name, Khadgar, means 'trust' in Dwarf language. We believe in you, mage, and tell us when you want to tell us. We are always here to listen."

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