His gaze seemed to transcend time and space and see into the past.
That was the grand occasion of countless races uniting to fight against the Burning Legion in the War of the Ancients.
That is the dragon race's adherence to their oath to protect the world for twenty-five thousand years.
That is the continuation of civilization of thousands of intelligent races on this planet.
That is...
Duke spoke softly:
"As for strength, it's fine as long as it's enough. I don't need the strongest power in the universe."
"Perhaps this planet is a desert of power in the eyes of the Legion. However, I have gotten used to this world. I coexist with this magical land full of dangers and protect the creatures living here. I regard the progress of technology and civilization born on this land as my own glory..."
"I don't care how many creatures surrender to my feet, and I don't care about an ideal world. I just love my lover, my friends, my comrades, and the people who raised them and live in this world."
"I wasn't born for this, but I'm willing to die for it."
"This is the rule I set for myself as the demigod of Azeroth."
Suddenly, every strong man in the Alliance felt touched.
The battle situation has become difficult.
However, even the most legendary mortal gods in Azeroth love this world so much and are so loyal to it, so why should I be tired or want to give up?
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" My heartbeat was so intense that I could hear it clearly even in the middle of a fierce battle.
"Duke - I love you -" Sylvanas was the first to shout out. The bold Queen Sylvanas declared her declaration in the hottest way.
"In the name of Elune, if you don't leave, I will not abandon you!" Tyrande gave up her reserve and shouted.
Then came the oaths of Jaina, Ilucia, and Calia.
After the queens' announcement, the scene suddenly changed.
First, Magni shouted in a sly voice: "For the Alliance—"
Then came Varian's: "For Azeroth!"
For a moment, everyone was excited!
Duke's lips, which had been slightly pursed, relaxed.
"Thank you, Kil'jaeden. You have unified our somewhat chaotic will. However, do you really think you can overwhelm us through summoning?"
Duke's words startled Kil'jaeden.
Duke raised his hands to the sky, palms facing up.
A mysterious glow flickered on the palms of both hands.
In just half a second, as if right above the end of the sky, a beam of bright light shot out from the dragon fortress in the center of the void battlefield, pointing straight to the island of Quel'Danath right below.
Kil'jaeden was horrified: "When!?"
A huge colorful rune appeared two kilometers above the island - titan.
With this mysterious rune from the Pantheon as the center, halos emanate from it.
red!
yellow!
blue!
green!
black!
From the outside to the inside, five colors! Each five colors cycled once, and it kept going back and forth, and I didn't know how many hundreds or thousands of times it had cycled.
Every time a ring expands outward, countless magic runes are automatically generated inside the ring, filling the ring into complete magic circles.
These slowly connected magic arrays are so complex that they are completely beyond the limits of human dynamic vision.
However, when these interconnected magic arrays were spread out one by one and covered the entire sky over the island of Quel'Danath, from the sky to the horizon and the sea level.
The demons shrouded by this magic circle are in chaos.
Because this magic circle was specifically used by the Pantheon titans to deal with demons from the twisting void when they transformed the universe.
The force of natural antagonism caused the demons under this super-giant composite magic circle to perish one after another.
The weaker ordinary demons simply melted away under the light of the magic circle.
Even a lord-level demon would have his power halved in this magic circle.
"Are you big lizards crazy? You are removing the power of the protective array and coming specifically to deal with me!?" Kil'jaeden screamed.
From the highest point in the sky came Alexstrasza's hearty laughter.
"Hahaha! You never expected that! Anyway, Sargeras is still sinking in the Abyss, and Archimonde just died not long ago. You are the only one in the Burning Legion who can really threaten this planet. As long as we deal with you, even if we let in 10,000 lords, we can slowly deal with them one by one."
This is a typical case of focusing on the big and letting go of the small.
When Kil'jaeden descended, tens of millions of demons were sent from outer space to harass him. The five-colored guardian dragons were doing this, which was equivalent to draining most of the energy of the protective magic circle. The direct consequence was that even if the entire Dragonflight tried their best to intercept them, there would still be hundreds of thousands of demons that could break through the magic circle and land successfully.
Of course, in the eyes of the Dragonflight, it is worth it as long as they can cripple Er'jadan!
Obviously, such a big thing as changing the planet's protective array is definitely not something that can be done on the spur of the moment. The Dragonflight, no, it must be Duke, who has been planning for this for who knows how long...
"Duke - Edmund -" Kil'jaeden roared angrily again. The second Darkness of a Thousand Souls also began to take shape in his hand.
Duke, however, was acting out of character. He didn't even have the desire to look at Kil'jaeden. He closed his eyes and breathed gently.
Incredibly slow.
One call!
One suction!
After achieving the elemental demigod body, breathing and heartbeat are no longer necessities.
Duke still retains this habit because it makes him feel more like a human being rather than some kind of existence unrelated to humanity.
The cool air rushed into my lungs.
In a trance, it was the cold breath coming from Northrend.
Before being cooled down by the northern continent, it came from Kalimdor on the other side of the ocean, and before that it came from Pandaria, the southern continent where no shipping Road was still open, and before that it came from the Eastern Kingdoms where it was now.
This is how the monsoon circulates, crossing long distances and across the endless sea of ever-changing winds and clouds.
Duke saw it all with his own eyes using the magic web.
Relying on the magic network that connects most of Azeroth, he is like a real god, his gaze penetrates the mountains and the sea, the sky and the earth.
Everything in Azeroth. Duke sees it all.
One exhale, one inhale.
Slowly, responding to the pulse of the planet.
On the entire island of Quel'Danath, everything suddenly stopped.
A feeling of stagnation that restrains the attacking desire of all living beings, regardless of friend or foe.
The wind stopped.
Half the sky was filled with snowflakes.
The remaining half of the sky was filled with the scorching light of the sun.
the Alliance soldiers looked around in astonishment; they could not understand the situation.
The sea water was still hitting the rocks on the shore, but every wave seemed to have lost its sound.
The surging waves were mixed with ice particles, which collided with the boiling water on the other side at the magical dividing line on the water surface, forming a series of small whirlpools, which then continuously offset each other.
On the island, the flames rising everywhere were still terrifying, but every flame and every fire scene was silent, and even the crackling sounds had disappeared.
The situation on the entire island of Quel'Danath is extremely strange.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
Six colors of light appeared on Duke's Atiesh.
Fire, frost, arcane, thunder, light, shadow...
But above this, there is a seventh color.
No one at the scene could describe what kind of color this was. Everyone only knew that it was a more blurred color that surpassed the above six elements.
Duke slowly lifted up Atiesh, and when he opened his eyes again, they were already full of colorful rays of light. In the black pupil in the middle, his gaze was as firm as the earth that has not changed for thousands of years.
"Kil'jaeden! Before I am a human being, before I am a being with an independent soul, I am first a guardian! The full name of this staff is The Legendary Staff Guarded by Atiesh!"
Guardian!
This name made Kil'jaeden grit his teeth in hatred, but he had no time to hate anymore. Even he had to look up in surprise.
There are wonders in the sky——
With the addition of Duke's power, now one third of the power belongs to the Dragonflight, one third belongs to Elune, and the remaining part belongs to Duke.
The result is that the scorching sun, the night sky, and the colorful clouds each occupy one third.
Although it seems that the three parties have different powers, they actually all have the same source of power, which is the law of power left by the titans of the Pantheon.
In the ever-changing void, countless energies mixed together like the momentum of hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. They flowed slowly in a clockwise direction, emitting all kinds of blurry light in the process of stirring.
Snowflakes are falling, and the sun's radiance has never diminished. I don't know when the wind of all things blows again.
The flow of energy thousands of meters in the air never stops for a moment.
"This...is..." Jaina was deeply shocked.
Such elemental manipulation and such mixing of powers are definitely a subversive experience for a wizard who has immersed himself in magic books for half his life.
Duke raised his head slightly, and in his deep black eyes, he reflected an energy line that split the sky and the earth vertically in two.
The energy line was very thin, like the crosshairs of an infrared sight. The end point of the energy line was exactly where Kil'jaeden's forehead was stuck at the Sunwell portal.
"You——" Kil'jaeden couldn't wait any longer and directly released Darkness of a Thousand Souls.
The roaring ghost let out an extremely shrill wail and rushed towards Duke.
It's too late!
Duke just smiled as he watched the dark beam of light hit him.
The next moment, Duke was still fine, still smiling, and even the aftermath of Darkness of a Thousand Souls did not spread to the surroundings.
Only those who know the business know that Duke seems to be still there, but in fact he is in a completely different dimension from the world of Azeroth. Although it is just a space crack, as long as Kil'jaeden has not deciphered the coordinates of this space crack, Duke is absolutely safe.
At this time, the sky was brightly lit!
The colorful glass color changed into a more brilliant and gorgeous brilliance. Although the color did not change, it felt like it was sublimated to the level of the light of wisdom.
The impure light seemed to foreshadow the titans' creation of the world, spreading the spark of wisdom to the world and giving birth to infinite possibilities.
And this infinite possibility gives birth to thousands and thousands of different existences and individuals, who contribute their strength and become one.
All the Alliance soldiers who were not in combat mode had already knelt down towards this light...
Duke held a staff in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and his voice like thunder echoed over the entire island of Quel'Danath.
"The Burning Legion wantonly tramples on all living beings in the world! Witness the anger of billions of lives--"
The entire planet of Azeroth trembled because of Duke's words. In less than one hundredth of a second, the vibration turned into a roar like the roar of all things.
From the man-made palaces, walls, and floors; to the sand and grass on the ground; even the trees, rocks, and sea all emitted low and ancient sounds.
Reverberate—mix—reverberate—
These existences can even be traced back to the birth of the planet... However, they have all woken up, responding to Duke's declaration as the guardian of the planet with repeated, resonant sounds.
That was the supreme anger in the face of the atrocities that wantonly destroyed the world...
Above the heads of all those who were witnessing the battle on the island of Quel'Danath, the chaotic sky composed of countless energies suddenly parted.
A dazzling golden light, like the rising sun, slowly descended, illuminating the sky above the entire Sin'dorei Kingdom.
Even as far south as Lordaeron and northwest as Northrend, one could see this brilliant light blooming in the night sky.
What was reflected in everyone's eyes was a golden beam of light, like a spear piercing a target, it fell straight down from the sky and pierced through the entire darkness.
That is the glory that comes from the Pantheon.
That is the light of wisdom that the titans bestowed upon all things at birth.
At that moment, there was no other color between heaven and earth.
"No! No! No--" Kil'jaeden struggled hard.
Sadly, he was still completely unable to move.
After injecting most of the energy of the magic network into the sky and handing it over to Elune and the five guardian dragons for control, Duke injected all the remaining magic power into Atiesh.
In the broken void that is invisible to mortals, hundreds and thousands of space magic spells are thrown at us almost every second.
If any of them were to respond inappropriately, Kil'jaeden might be able to break free from the portal and escape.
In a sense, Duke is under the greatest pressure right now.
He has to face not only Kil'jaeden, but also a legion of Eredar warlocks who are desperately trying to save their master on the other side of the portal in the twisting nether.
Khadgar couldn't bear it anymore.
The only ones you can rely on are Duke and his system elves.
Duke was completely outnumbered, dragging the egg tightly and not letting it move at all.
"No! No, no—" Kil'jaeden started using all his tricks. He snapped his ten fingers, and dozens of Soul Whip stretched out from each fingertip, forming a large net that swept everywhere.
He no longer had any hope of defeating Duke in a short time. He aimed at Duke's lover.
He would rather endure the fierce attacks from Duke and several demigods, and finally caught one after several attempts...
In fact, given the sticky status of eggs, capturing prisoners on the battlefield to threaten the enemy is simply a low-level thing. Eggs have been around for tens of thousands of years and have never thought of doing such a thing.
But he was really anxious.
Even though he had only invested half of his strength and body this time, he was indeed hurt after being completely wiped out, but it was not irreparable.
With the precedent of Archimonde, Kil'jaeden would leave behind a soul sufficient to restore himself to his full strength, no matter what he said, and store it in the deepest part of the Twisting Nether.
The fact that he had made arrangements in advance didn't mean that he was really willing to admit defeat.
This is such a huge loss!
If the other two legion giants were still there, it would be a loss. The point is that at this time, he is the only one left of the three legion giants!
Once he goes to rebuild his soul and body, the Legion will inevitably fall into a power vacuum.
In order to avoid the division of power, he teamed up with Archimonde to eliminate countless challengers or potential giants.
But now, because of his very likely failure, an even more terrible chain reaction will occur.
At this moment, Kil'jaeden regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
He used to disdain doing it, but now he is desperate and trying all kinds of treatments.
I heard that Duke is a lecher and has many women, so I decided to try to capture one and threaten him. Even if it doesn't work completely, it will make Duke hesitate for a while, and maybe there will be a turning point.
"Edmund Duke! Your woman is in my hands." Egg raised the struggling female figure in his hand.
Who would have thought...
quiet!
silence!
Deathly silence!
After a brief silence, the shameless Magni was the first to burst out laughing: "Hahahaha!"
"Haha!" The Varian trio, a spectator crowd, followed suit and laughed.
In the end, even the extremely serious Tirion couldn't help laughing.
At this point, even if the egg was a genius with an IQ of 50, it would have noticed something was wrong.
Because he suddenly discovered that the figure twisting and struggling in his giant red claws had the same face and clothes as the Draenei girl hiding behind Duke.
Duke raised his first finger: "First, Yrel is not my woman."
By the time Duke said this, Irel's face had already turned red with shame.
"Second, you caught a fake."
As Duke finished speaking, the golden figure in Egg's hand suddenly turned into a stream of light and dissipated into the air.
Duke smiled and pointed upwards.
Looking at the increasingly surging and massive beams of planetary energy in the sky, which began to accelerate and bombard him, Kil'jaeden finally despaired.
"Oleses! Sarolas! You two bitches--"
Kil'jaeden's final roar was heard outside the Sunwell Plateau, scaring the invisible Eredar twins half to death.
After all, this is their fault.
In the report to Kil'jaeden, Duke was described as a cross-species girl-chasing expert. Duke's latest hobbies have become female dragons, naga and draenei...
A truly awesome lie is one that is 90% true and 10% false, and it is most fatal when it tricks people at the critical moment.
According to this argument, the two demigods Onyxia and Vashj are either absent or easy to catch if they are present?
Duke was also on guard against Kil'jaeden's desperate actions. In fact, when the egg summoned a bunch of demon lords, Duke had already evacuated the Alliance's strongmen.
King versus king, general versus general, this is the default rule of war. No one can just ignore the other side's boss and go and bully the weaker one.
Duke also took the opportunity to protect his woman in disguise, and the only one left was Irel.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Duke pulled his Irel into the space crack where he was, and left a real illusion outside...
"Bang--"
The energy of half of the planet Azeroth was gathered together and, with the efforts of Elune and the five-colored guardian dragons, it was transformed into a thin golden thread and accurately poured onto Kil'jaeden's head.
Surprisingly, there was no earth-shattering explosion, no terrifying power to destroy everything around, but only an extremely strange and quiet dissolution.
Ahhhhhhhhhh—" Kil'jaeden's body, as huge as a mountain, fell on its back, with its chest facing the sky, its hands spread out, and its head drooped backwards weakly because of the existence of its wings.
With such a big fanfare, the result is like much thunder but little rain. What does this mean?
"Is this... the end?" In the distance of Sunwell Plateau, many Alliance soldiers heard Kil'jaeden's long and distant howl before his death.
A captain slapped the rookie on the back of his head and yelled, "Idiot! If there is a big explosion, once the Sunwell is blown up, we and the elves will all die."
He was right. Precisely because the consequences were likely to be serious and could affect the entire continent of Lordaeron at any moment, Elune and the five-colored guardian dragons had to take action personally.
It is precisely because there is a powerful and genuine goddess guiding this exaggerated force that is unimaginable to mortals that such a surgical-like ultra-precise strike can be achieved.
It can be said that this control ability is the biggest gap between a demigod and a true god.
Duke himself is good at dealing with changing situations, but when it comes to this kind of control that is accurate to several decimal places, Duke is completely helpless.
This is a feeling that can only be acquired after countless years of practice, and it is almost metaphysical.
One more point and it might explode.
One point less might make the egg fail to die.
Duke is really no match for Elune in this kind of work that requires a lot of experience points.
But it doesn't matter.
Kil'jaeden was dead, even though he was only hit on the forehead, but even from a mortal's perspective, the blow went straight from the center of his eyebrows to the end of his skull, which was an absolutely fatal injury that could not be cured.
It can be seen that Kil'jaeden's huge body began to melt from the forehead, like a burnt candle, turning into a pool of fel energy polymer or something else. Anyway, under the purification of Elune's moon light, he finally disappeared completely from this world.
All that remained were the pieces of epic equipment wrapped in golden light.
Of course, there is one exception.
"Wait!" Sylvanas was completely attracted by the orange light among the purple-blue light of the epic equipment.
The wing-like gauntlets, the flamboyant bow body, the azure background color - the orange-colored artifact Solidal Wrath of the Stars that only Kil'jaeden would drop in history, was presented in front of Sylvanas without any exposure.
Sylvanas seemed to be in some kind of confusion. She stroked the bow and the bowstring affectionately as if she was stroking Duke. When she tried to pull the bowstring of the longbow, a sharp arrow made of starlight suddenly appeared between the bowstring and the bow.
"It's yours. No doubt about it!" Duke said to Sylvanas with a smile.
"but..."
"Believe me, there is no one in the entire alliance who can use this artifact longbow better than you."
It's a magical weapon!
This is the first artifact bow of the Alliance Heroes Group.
I had the Wind Sword and the Flame Hammer before, and I was so envious of other ranged professions.
Duke's Atiesh is inherited, there is nothing to say about it.
Therefore, the appearance of the first artifact longbow still made several female heroes who wield bows envious.
In fact, Tyrande is also good at using bows, but unfortunately, she is not only a ranger, but also a high priestess. Her Starfall is what the big bosses of the Alliance value the most, which means that she can only use the bow as an auxiliary attack, and her real strength is still her magic.
Originally, there were people in the Alliance who could compete with Sylvanas for this artifact longbow, but unfortunately every remaining candidate had the last name Windrunner.
"Second sister, congratulations! Uh-huh! Suddenly I feel a little resentful of myself for getting pregnant so early." In the mirror image of the magic communication, it was the eldest sister Alleria, who had always been the most mature and steady, who pretended to beat her chest and howl in a meaningless manner.
"Second sister, it turns out that you are the one who deserves this divine longbow!" Vereesa didn't feel much, she just gently stroked her slightly bulging belly. She was originally the most lively and active person, and she had completely entered the role of a wife and mother.
It is difficult for a demigod to conceive a child. After so long, the Windrunner sisters' bellies are at most the size of a human woman who is four months pregnant.
The fourth sister, Lirath, didn't care much about it. After all, it was the glory of the Windrunner family.
She calmly accepted the fact that her qualifications and achievements were not as good as her three sisters. As her eldest and third sisters were pregnant, she took on more long-range damage tasks in the Alliance Hero Group.
This time, defeating Kil'jaeden was more like a harvest feast for the Alliance heroes.
It seemed that the plate armor helmet Burning Justice, which enhanced intelligence and mental strength, was naturally given to the Irel. After all, from then on, Liadrin had a companion. Of course, the hammer Hammer of the Holy Spirit, which was specially used by the holy knight, was given to each person without asking.
VanCleef and his daughter each had a one-handed dagger Apocalypse.
The collection that Kil'jaeden brought with him was so rich that even Duke, who had entered the divine realm, could not escape the temptation. Of course, at his current stage, he would not simply collect equipment. He used a method similar to enchantment disassembly to dismantle the extra high-level epic equipment, and by analyzing the constant magic enhancement formula inside, he strengthened his own strength.
For example, the wizard robe solidified by ordinary spells can withstand the slashing of ordinary swords, but after using the spell of Kil'jaeden's collection, it can withstand the cutting of a small chainsaw.
This improvement was so great that even Duke had to admire the Eredar's tens of thousands of years of ultimate magical civilization.
It only took about ten minutes for the Alliance heroes to divide the spoils.
Actually, it's not a big deal. Equipment is divided by profession. Heroes of the same profession are basically familiar faces. You will see them every day. There is no such thing as stealing equipment. After all, if you have the best equipment, you will have the responsibility to rush to the front next time, or to deal the most gorgeous damage and save every brother or sister who can be saved.
Without Kil'jaeden, tasks like cleaning up the battlefield and dealing with the surviving Void Lords would naturally be done by Duke and his group of elemental messengers and demigod minions.
By the time the Alliance heroes came out after dividing the spoils, the entire Sunwell Plateau had been settled.
They didn't simply kill all the demons violently. Except for the fools who resisted to the end, most of the demons, regardless of whether they were soldiers, elites, or demon lords, were captured.
Since the warlock profession appeared in Azeroth, it has become much easier to enslave demons. Of course, this is a demon that Duke's men have captured with great effort, and they will not be taken away by random people.
All the leaders of the Alliance knew that Duke was going to undergo "stress training". Saying that the demons were powerful and terrifying, even if given a three-dimensional stereoscopic image, was far less solid than experiencing it once in reality.
Long before the first Dark Gate War, Duke had used Nagas to simulate orcs. Now, he was using real demons to teach the new recruits, and the effect was absolutely perfect.
Duke was not going to use a bunch of demons for show, he had already ordered that there must be a real fight, whether it was a mock battle or anything else. He had even set a casualty rate for the new recruits before they even left the Sunwell - 5%.
It is better to eliminate the unqualified guys before going to the battlefield than to be wiped out 50% of them as soon as they enter the battlefield.
Even now that large-scale holy light artillery has been widely used, the casualties on the front line are still high. This is because the vitality, speed, and agility of the demons still exceed the limits of many people's imagination.
Of course, that's a story for later.
Now is the time to celebrate victory.
The well-developed magic communication network enabled Duke and his party to transmit images to the entire island of Quel'Danath, all major cities in the Alliance, and all villages and towns with magical images the moment they stepped out of the gate of Sunwell Plateau.
Even the chief's halls in the main cities of the Horde have live magical video broadcasts.
Almost as soon as Duke came out, the entire alliance was boiling, and people made all kinds of cheers and screams.
The commotion soon died down, and the civilians suppressed their excitement and prepared to listen to Duke's speech.
On the island of Quel'Danath, in Overwatch Fort, in the main cities of the Alliance, and in the barracks, all the soldiers raised their heads, raised their right hands and saluted.
Duke's direct servants - the Qiraji and Nagas - all knelt down, placed their right hands on their chests, and showed the highest respect to their master.
A few seconds later, Duke's familiar voice echoed in everyone's ears.
"My fellow countrymen of Azeroth, I am pleased to announce to you that in the recent battle of Sunwell Plateau, we have once again thwarted the Burning Legion's plot to devour the planet Azeroth. With the help of the goddess Elune and the guardian dragons such as the Wyrmrest Temple, we worked together and successfully killed Kil'jaeden, the commander of the Burning Legion."
This time, the entire alliance was really boiling!
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Long live Commander Edmund!"
"Praise Elune!"
"Praise the Guardian Dragon—"
"Azeroth is invincible!"
Countless people hugged those around them and shed tears of emotion.
The Sunwell incident was kept too secret. After the Alliance issued an emergency mobilization order, everyone subconsciously thought that this would be another protracted war. Unexpectedly, the Alliance eliminated the powerful enemy so quickly, turning this terrifying war that could have spread into a blitzkrieg.
the Alliance is not afraid of war, but that does not mean it likes war.
Being able to resolve the Burning Legion's raid so cleanly and efficiently is not only a testament to one's strength, but also an achievement that is enough to make every member of the Alliance stand up straight and be proud of it!
Duke continued, "This battle is very dangerous. It is no exaggeration to say that it will affect the survival of the planet Azeroth. If Kil'jaeden really comes, we will all be doomed."
After saying that, Duke raised his hand and held half of Kil'jaeden's body stuck in his palm, forcing him to take Elune's ultimate move and eventually be defeated. This scene was shown to thousands of Alliance members.
"Fortunately, this time, because Her Majesty Sylvanas discovered it early, I was able to arrive in time and block Kil'jaeden's portal in advance, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. I know that this war was very sudden, and the victory came surprisingly quickly. Even the main fleet of our Alliance was still gathering, the war was over. I want to say that everyone's efforts were not in vain."
"Without everyone's efforts, we will never know the limits of our mobilization."
"Without the experience of war, our army cannot grow and cannot defend our brothers and sisters, friends, fellow countrymen, and compatriots..."
"This is not the final outcome. As long as the Twisting Nether is not completely destroyed, the demons will continue to be resurrected."
"Yes, we succeeded in killing Kil'jaeden. However, this demon commander will be resurrected again in ten years at the latest. So our duty is not over yet, and our battle is not over yet. Building a strong army to protect ourselves and even the entire planet Azeroth is a long and arduous task—"
"For the happiness and future of our children and grandchildren, please continue to support the Alliance!"
Duke's words were met with thunderous applause and cheers that went up to the sky.
Then, after each alliance leader spoke, another triumphal ceremony was decided.
the Alliance was filled with surprise, while the Horde was completely astonished.
Originally, the Horde was skeptical about the Alliance's claim that they could handle the situation, and Thrall had even begun mobilizing for war.
Although the Alliance and the Horde have a good relationship now, they are not on the same side after all. And if the Alliance fails, Azeroth will be finished, and the Horde will also be in trouble.
Thrall can't put all his hopes on the Alliance.
Now that the Alliance had won, Thrall was secretly relieved. Years of war had caused the fragile economic system of the Horde to collapse long ago. Now the Horde was completely dependent on the Alliance for blood transfusions, providing large amounts of food, wood for building houses, and daily necessities calculated in tons per month, which barely maintained the operation of the entire tribe.
Upon hearing that the Alliance had won, Thrall immediately used magic to contact Duke to congratulate him.
Even after the call, Thrall still called in the Alliance ambassador to express his congratulations again and again.
In the city of Orgrimmar, Varok Saurfang and Vol'jin both sighed a little.
Especially Varok, unknowingly, the orcs who participated in the Dark Gate War have grown old. But the Alliance is not only thriving, Duke, the leader of the Alliance, still looks young. Varok was stunned for a moment before he remembered the other party's age, because of eternal life, he was fixed at 18 years old.
Varok sighed softly: "Fortunately, my son has begun to grow up..."
The most shocked person in the Horde was the Sun King Anasterian, whose dry palms trembled slightly. "Edmund Duke didn't notice it... He shouldn't have noticed it! Damn it, how come the giants of the Burning Legion are so weak? Are those guys all useless? The three giants all died in Duke's hands!"
Since he became a dead man, the Sun King thought he had forgotten the feeling of fear. The dead shouldn't be afraid.
He is wrong!
Big mistake!
His soul was trembling now.
He joined the Burning Legion entirely on the basis that the Legion would win. In his opinion, it would be a miracle if the Legion couldn't win.
The powerful and endless demons numbering in the billions are simply not something that a small alliance with just over a million soldiers can contend with. Not to mention an alliance, even if Wyrmrest Temple and Elune were added, it would not be enough.
Once the demon army pours into Azeroth, it will only be a matter of time before the entire planet is flattened.
But the Sun King did not take into account the two factors of "traitors" and "travelers". With the help of the Eredar Twins, Duke turned a full-scale war that was likely to break out into a local war with a controllable intensity and breadth.
This put the Sun King into an extremely embarrassing and frightening situation.
The Forsaken relied on the protection of the Horde to escape the pursuit of the Alliance and settle down. Once the Horde found out that the Sun King had played a trick to let the wolf into the house, Thrall would definitely not spare him and the Forsaken. It is very likely that the Horde would clean up the mess before the Alliance took action.
It's not impossible.
Duke has informed the Horde about the Void Battlefield. As the five-colored guardian dragons concentrated their firepower to kill Kil'jaeden, many defense points in the Void Battlefield were breached.
A large number of demons descended from the sky.
Although these demons are not very strong, the Horde has begun to receive reports of attacks.
These troubles will undoubtedly hinder the revitalization plan of the Horde and make Chieftain Thrall even more angry.
"I hope those two female demons and Kil'jaeden won't betray me..." The Sun King could only pin his hopes on luck. He hoped that after Kil'jaeden was resurrected, they would still remember him and support him instead of selling him out.
Anasterian didn't know that Duke had already seen through his little tricks, and the female demon he had high hopes for had already sold him out.
The Eredar twins who successfully switched to Duke's team are now busy.
The sisters first secretly found Tyrande, who had used a portal to go to Karazhan to hold a celebration party.
"Hmm? They came to me..." Tyrande felt strange that the Eredar twins came to her.
"Should we ask them to get out?" General Shandris of Yuyue said with gritted teeth.
"Let them in." Tyrande sighed: "After all, I know them, even if it's an ill-fated relationship..."
Tyrande would never forget that she was almost forced into adultery by these two female demons during the War of the Ancients. After all, these two guys were Duke's men now, so it wouldn't be a big deal if they met in private.
As soon as we meet.
"We sisters are here to apologize for the offense we caused you during the War of the Ancients."
"This is one of our treasures. We can't use it, so why not present it to you, my ms...."
Tyrande's pupils shrank when she saw this. She had such an expression, not to mention Shandris who was standing by.
"This is..."
Alyss immediately replied: "This is a gift given to us by Queen Azshara when we went to Azshara."
Sarolas: "This weapon embodies the wisdom of the upper elves' craftsmen."
In fact, whether it is Solidal Wrath of the Stars or this golden bow, they were all made by upper-class elven craftsmen.
Golden Bow of the Upper Elves has an extremely gorgeous shape. Because they have the same origin, they have the same appearance style.
The golden bow also has a large arm guard like an arm shield, with a fire phoenix totem on it. The bow body extending from the arm guard is shaped like a golden dragon eagle on the top and bottom, with a red background and a gold border, and the front end of the lifelike eagle head, the beak just connected to the edge of the arm guard.
From the eagle-head-shaped bow body to the outside, there are two green sickle-like recurved designs above and below. Combined with the shape of the golden bow, the golden bow can be regarded as a slightly weakened version of the Warglaive of Azzinoth.
What attracted Tyrande the most was, of course, the history of this bow. This was the pinnacle of the bow-making skills of the elven craftsmen 10,000 years ago. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that after the destruction of Azshara, this level of craftsmanship was cut off from inheritance.
Tyrande gently stroked the bow with a thoughtful look on her face, and finally sighed softly: "I accept your kindness."
Geminis are not pretending, they really feel relieved.
Duke forced them to rebel, but never promised them any benefits after they changed jobs. Anyway, if they didn't change jobs, they would be doomed, and changing jobs might give them some hope.
The smart Gemini certainly didn't want to put their fate entirely on Duke's mercy, so they decisively started a public relations campaign. The first stop was of course to find Tyrande.
Now that Tyrande has accepted the gift, the most difficult hurdle has naturally been passed.
Tyrande sat upright on the sofa, legs together and sideways. The white mooncloth priest robe made her temperament more outstanding. Her dignified and quiet temperament made it difficult for the twins to associate this noble woman in front of them with the female captive who almost fell in the War of the Ancients.
If it is a hostile state, the twins will say anything to make trouble. Unfortunately, now, they are not even grandchildren.
Tyrande glanced at the twins who were kneeling on the ground, still anxious, and smiled: "Actually, I have to thank you. If it weren't for you, I might have been forced to choose one of my childhood sweethearts. In this way, no matter which one I choose, it will cause heavy harm to the other. Since the result was good back then, I have no intention of pursuing you. I just want to remind you..."
The twins immediately knelt down and bowed in a very humble manner.
"You said..."
"Please give me your orders!"
Tyrande smiled, as if she was organizing her thoughts. After a few seconds, she slowly spoke: "There was once a black dragon, insidious and cunning. She once wanted to sneak into the Alliance and control the entire Alliance. She almost succeeded. However, she finally gave up all her plans and was willing to be a mount. Do you know why?"
What Tyrande was talking about was naturally the black dragon princess Onyxia.
To be honest, Gemini is also a little curious about this matter.
Tyrande's holy face was filled with an almost fanatical conviction: "Because she said it herself, to go against Edmund Duke is to go against the God of Fate. It is better to be the subordinate of the God of Fate than to be crushed and destroyed by fate."
After saying this, Tyrande waved her hand, and Shandris immediately stood between her and the twins, to see the guest off.
Gemini is shocked, they have too many shocks to digest.
As a pair of cunning female demons, they have too many tricks up their sleeves. It's not clear that they really want to join Duke. From the beginning to the end, it was a helpless choice. They even didn't think Duke could really kill Kil'jaeden.
Duke once again fought a brilliant battle, killing the most cunning demon in the Burning Legion cleanly and neatly, without giving Kil'jaeden even a single chance.
Of course, they betrayed their boss, but Duke was in charge of all the important matters such as timing, trusting the intelligence, and making the decision.
More importantly, Duke's subordinates and harem were also united, which gave the Eredar twins a headache. As long as the Burning Legion had not been completely destroyed, they had to live under Duke's protection, or bet that the Legion could not find them.
Unfortunately, in the past 25,000 years, there have been only two groups of people that the Legion could not catch or escaped: one was the Draenei of Velen, and the other was Mark Dooku played by Duke.
The entire legion knew how miserable Velen and his people were when they were hiding from the pursuit.
Duke was the only one who made the army depressed for ten thousand years, because he was good at "pretending to be awesome and then running away, so exciting".
This kind of fate that has lasted for thousands of years has made Gemini a little bit nervous. If Duke blames him for his ulterior motives, then wouldn't that be...
The twins are a little bit afraid to imagine it.
They didn't dare to ask Duke for help at this time. They knew very well that they had nothing Duke could rely on.
In fact, Duke was not available either.
He was ambushed in the bedroom of his lair.
Sneak attack start!
Directly use Cut instead of Armor Break.
In fact, Duke gave up resistance when he saw the huge blue blade.
As for the last five-star move Charm, it is completely additional critical damage.
Well, it's that easy to defeat a demigod.
Duke, lying on his back with his arms and legs spread, looked at Sylvanas with a bit of embarrassment.
Duke was very sure that he did not have the Paladin's anti-injury skills, so why did Queen Maoxi look like her armor was broken?
Uh, good review on the leather armor!
Short cape and long boots are well received!
Holding the artifact longbow Solidal Wrath of the Stars, bad review!
Initiative + 100% positive reviews!
At this moment, there was a kind of fanatical excitement on Sylvanas' face!
Excuse me...Have you changed your job to Berserker?
Sylvanas raised her chin forty-five degrees and gave Duke a provocative look: "Come on! Duke, the demigod of the Demon Web, show me your sword! I'm telling you! Tonight I swear to kill a god!"
Oh! If you don't clean up after three days, you will still climb up the roof and tear off the tiles!
Duke sneered: "Humph! Just you! I'm not afraid of you three sisters together. What about you, a little kid? You are seeking your own death!"
Sylvanas blushed for a rare moment: "Hehe! At worst, I can just keep fighting after repeated failures..."
Since the duel flag has already fallen from the sky, don't blame anyone if you encounter disaster because of the flag you set yourself.
Duke's Sword began to show its power.
"Hehe! Die, die! Admit defeat - you are no match for me!" This is of course the boasting of a certain demigod.
"No - I will never give up!"
One hour has passed!
"Hey! Are you still capable? If not, don't call yourself a god-killer!"
"You bastard, if you have the ability, why not use your demigod body!" Sylvanas continued to be stubborn.
Okay, let's talk about it later!
It turns out that Sylvanas's output is all based on roaring!
"No—"
Except for Alleria and Vereesa, Duke found an opportunity to clean up his harem one by one.
Of course, Duke used Master's Gift and Dragon Taming on Vashj and Onyxia who performed outstandingly in this Sunwell incident.
After Duke carefully studied the congestion stress response of female Nagas in the form of high elves and completed the exploration in the dragon's lair, Duke put on his coat, went to the study, and began to take stock of the current situation of the Alliance.
It's now 25 years since Dark Portal.
Although the major events in history have occurred as expected, the current situation of the Alliance is very different from that in history.
First of all, the seven human kingdoms are either still alive or, like Stormwind, have begun to restore their country with the reconstruction of their capital, Stromgarde. Not only has the vitality been preserved, but it has also made great progress compared to history.
The second is geographical advantage:
After the Battle of the Sunwell, it can be basically declared that the entire continent of the Eastern Kingdoms is a solid block.
Why do I say basically? Although the Amani trolls were cleared out of Lordaeron, the remaining trolls went south into the Hinterlands, joined the trolls there, and used the complex terrain and tunnels to confront the Wildhammer dwarves of Aerie Mountain.
Tunnel warfare has been a big problem since ancient times. In order to survive, the trolls shamelessly resorted to tunnel warfare, and there was really no good solution, except to let the Bronzebeard dwarves cooperate with the Wildhammer dwarves to slowly advance.
Duke has a better idea, too, it just takes time.
Gilneas, the only one of the seven human kingdoms that has not joined the Alliance, is still playing idle games with itself. After all, as a human race, Duke can't force Genn Greymane to join the Alliance, which is inconsistent with the purpose of the Alliance. Moreover, Gilneas will destroy itself sooner or later. When the old man Genn becomes the Wolf King, the Alliance can completely consolidate its rule in Lordaeron.
After ten years, the plague and corruption in northern Lordaeron were basically cleansed by the druids of the Cenarion Circle. Food production and population were recovering. In general, Lordaeron had no major problems.
On the southern continent, the situation is much more complicated.
Although Duke has always hoped that the Bronzebeard Dwarves could occupy more territory, in fact, this is too much to ask. The three Magni brothers are very powerful.
the Alliance's largest arms center is in Ironforge, as is its technology center. Almost all flying warships and large-caliber artillery are under the responsibility of Ironforge.
Even if the birth rate of the dwarves is not low, it is only relative to that of the elves. After the Bronzebeard dwarves occupied Dun Morogh where Ironforge is located, Loch Modan in the east, the wetlands in the northeast, the barren lands in the southeast, and the original Searing Gorge, Magni swore that he would not take any more territory.
The Bronzebeard dwarves don't really need territory, their hobbies are more focused on forging and climbing the technology tree. They even sent the Grim Batol Fortress in the Wetlands back to their brothers, the Wildhammer dwarves.
Duke really didn't know whether he should remind the Wildhammer dwarves that sooner or later someone would cause trouble in the Twilight Highlands to their east.
The southern end of the southern continent was flooded because of the Molten Core. The Burning Plains was no longer worthy of its name because a large river originated from Blackrock Mountain and ran almost across the entire plain from west to east, flowing from the foot of the Flaming Peak in the east of the original middle of the plain to the Desolate Land.
The Burning Plains were previously covered in thick volcanic ash, but now with the water and the rich minerals in the volcanic ash, the Burning Plains has suddenly become the most fertile land in the entire Stormwind.
Varian was overjoyed.
Originally, Varian was thinking about whether to discuss with Duke to bring the Redridge Mountains under the direct jurisdiction of the kingdom so that the royal direct jurisdiction could be connected.
Duke found it troublesome, so he gave Varian a brilliant idea - to dig holes in the mountains directly in Northshire of Elwynn Forest and dig two large tunnels, one for carriages and the other for trains, directly connecting to the southwest of the Burning Plains.
The land is yours and I'll pay for it. Isn't that fair enough?
Varian accepted this suggestion with great pleasure. According to the current level of engineering technology, the road will be open to traffic in one or two years.
Because during his tenure, Varian defeated the trolls who believed in Hakkar and occupied Zul'Gurub. Now he has added the huge fertile land of Burning Plains to Stormwind Kingdom. In Stormwind Kingdom, many people have begun to call Varian the "Holy King"!
In fact, throughout history, the kings who have left a good name in history are those who resisted foreign enemies and expanded their territory.
Varian achieved both, and it was a sure thing that he would be remembered in history. The praise from the people also made Varian proud, and it was said that he almost killed his son - Anduin Wrynn, who later became famous for his dirty priest, had a brother.
In the southern continent, most of the trolls have become specimens. Before the Battle of Ahn'Qiraj, Duke consciously let Stormwind Kingdom and his private soldiers complete the purge. First, there is indeed a reason for the purge, and second, Duke is not interested in leaving behind troubles. What if these guys suddenly change their ways and claim to convert to the Horde? Given the current relationship between the Alliance and the Horde, if Thrall asks Duke for it, Duke will really be embarrassed to refuse.
Since the remnants of Zul'Gurub are still fanatically devoted to Hakkar, I'm sorry, but please get going.
There was just one troll clan that Duke couldn't take down. That was the Zandalari trolls. These troll sages from the Dark Empire were not only wise but also capable of magic. They also made great efforts and provided guidance when the Alliance was clearing out the Zul'Gurub trolls. Moreover, they occupied a palm-sized island on the sea west of Stranglethorn Vale, so the Alliance really had no reason to deal with them.
It would be better to just treat them as a neutral race, neither bullying them nor opening up new territories for them on the Eastern Kingdom continent.
With the fall of Zul'Gurub, Stranglethorn Vale was divided equally between Stormwind Kingdom and Kul Tiras. After the construction of Booty Bay, it can be said that there is nothing to worry about.
As for the continent of Kalimdor, support and control of the Horde is being carried out in a planned manner...
Finally, there is only one question left.
"Artsace!" Duke sat on the bench and sighed deeply.
If the gears of history had not changed, then in a year or two at most, the Lich King would awaken from his long sleep, with Arthas' dark personality taking control of his body and preparing to launch an invasion.
Naxxramas, which would have been the vanguard of Arthas' trouble, is already in the hands of the Alliance, so the idiot only has one card left that is worthy of Duke's attention.
As soon as Duke had a thought in his mind, the Eredar twins came in happily.
"owner."
"You came to us."
Looking at the twins wearing translucent black maid uniforms with curvy and exquisite figures, Duke smiled and pretended not to see: "I have an important task for you."
Enslaving demons is playing with fire. In the original history, the warlock enslaved the Doom Guard, commonly known as "Big Brother", and had to test his willpower every few moments. If the warlock's willpower was not strong enough, Big Brother would break free and slap the warlock in the face.
It was not until much later, with the development of warlock magic, that semi-permanent slavery became possible.
This story tells Duke to never believe that he can completely control the devil, and not to measure the devil's values with the thinking circuits of ordinary people.
Even though the Eredar twins looked extremely angry, once they lost the pressure from Kil'jaeden, or if they felt they had a better way, they would definitely sell him out at the first opportunity.
It turns out that even soul binding is not that reliable.
Since Duke can cut off part of their souls, if something unexpected happens in the future, the enemy can do the same and turn the twins against each other again.
The Eredar have been loyal to the Burning Legion for 25,000 years and have completely become a branch of the devil, so the twins can be used but must never be reused.
However, with the historical reference of the Black Scythe Council, which was composed entirely of warlocks, and the group of fools who enslaved the Eredar Twins, Duke knew very well how to use these two female demons.
With a "bang", Duke threw a document on the ground.
Duke had always been against such slightly excessive arrogance, but it was just the right amount of intimidation for Gemini. The seemingly gentle smile turned into a sneer in Gemini's eyes.
The twins murmured in their hearts: He must be blaming us for not directly participating in the battle against Kil'jaeden and drawing a clear line between ourselves and the Burning Legion.
The twins, kneeling on the ground, moved their knees, crawled over to pick up the document and took a look. They secretly breathed a sigh of relief - they were still useful to Duke.
"Sacrolash, the bones of the Scourge will soon spread the plague. You are responsible for the Lordaeron region."
"Oleses, you are responsible for infiltrating the Horde's warlocks."
The twins, who were a little nervous at first, suddenly became charming, and even their voices became a little more charming: "Master, do you have any special instructions?"
Duke just thought it was funny. In the original history, when the final battle with the Burning Legion took place, the bosses of each profession performed well. Warlocks were the worst, and a demon lord almost wiped out the Black Scythe Council. Other families would have pulled out elemental lords, or pulled out the former king of Stromgarde, Trollbane. The new Black Scythe Council was a bunch of poor people, and could only let the Eredar Twins charge into battle.
Fighting at the front is the last resort for the Geminis. If possible, they hate fighting. So Duke didn't ask them to fight, which was very considerate.
To deal with the messenger of natural disasters that spread the plague is to fight poison with poison. The female devil who plays tricks, of course, knows best how to infiltrate in the most secret and effective way.
Infiltration is the most beloved activity for Geminis. Seeing their sisters playing infiltration while they can only play with bones, even Queen Sarolas showed a little envy.
Duke didn't look at Sarollas, but only at Auress. "Thrall has begun to practice the way of elements. In fact, this conflicts with the path of warlocks. I have no intention of dealing with Thrall. But in the future, Thrall is destined to be unable to suppress the more traditional young people in the Horde. Once Thrall gives up his position due to some unexpected events, such as an elemental riot, I will need a key chess piece."
Since the Eredar twins decided to join Duke, they have done a lot of homework behind the scenes. They must know the current situation of the Alliance, such as the situation of the Horde.
It is precisely because the Alliance is completely solid and any non-Duke forces cannot influence the overall situation that they are so in awe of their new master.
Tribes are different.
At first glance, the Horde gained more than two million orcs, making the orcs the absolute backbone race in the Horde again and making the Horde more powerful.
Feels good, right?
In fact, the Horde is now in real danger.
Thrall saved so many orcs from the old Horde from the deadly land of Draenor. In a short period of time, every orc was grateful to Thrall.
Over time, that's another matter.
The orcs in traditional tribes are typical nomadic peoples. They migrate wherever there is prey.
But a complete and prosperous food chain needs fertile land to support it. First there must be grass, then small and medium-sized herbivores, and then large carnivores.
The Horde's territories are now all on the continent of Azeroth and Kalimdor - Winterspring of the Forsaken, Thunder Bluff of the Tauren, Echo Isles of the Trolls, and the Shimmering Flats, which are now controlled by the Bilgewater Cartel.
Let's not discuss the territories of other tribes. The areas directly controlled by the orcs are all very barren: Durotar, the Barrens, Thousand Needles, and half of StoneTeron Mountains. Among them, StoneTeron Mountains still have territorial disputes with the night elves.
There are not many areas left for the Horde to expand in the entire continent of Kalimdor.
The northern night elves occupied Azshara, Ashenvale, Felwood, Darkshore, and Mount Hyjal, completely cutting off the Horde's space to expand northward. The two main cities of Exodar and Darnassus in the northwest were a disguised warning to the Horde not to play with the navy here.
In the east is Theramore, which is like a nail stuck in the middle of the Horde's territory, like a fishbone stuck in the throat, making the Horde very uncomfortable.
In the south, Gadgetzan in the Tanaris Desert is a neutral trade zone. The goblins there are not the same trade princes as the Bilgewater Cartel, so they are not on the same page.
After joining Duke, the Qiraji Empire regained its footing and joined forces with the Cenarion Circle and the Steamwheedle Group in Gadgetzan to jointly develop the Un'Goro Crater.
Steamwheedle Cartel was very angry about losing Booty Bay. The problem was that the Alliance had given Steamwheedle Cartel a chance, but they couldn't fight back by themselves. After the Alliance occupied Booty Bay, they didn't return it to Steamwheedle Cartel, and Kul Tiras was planning to make it their new capital.
Goblins are not good-tempered people, even Thrall and Vol'jin were ready to watch the show. Who knew that Duke and Jaina would be so shameless.
The Hot Sand Group was stunned by the combination of sticks and money.
"Trolls attacked Booty Bay. If you don't have the ability to fight back, don't be such a jerk here."
"It's obvious that you guys can't handle it on your own, so the Alliance is killing the trolls on your behalf. Why should the Alliance return the deepwater port that they snatched from the trolls with their own strength?"
"If you keep arguing, we will consider it as you declaring war on the Alliance. All pro-Alliance forces, including the bronze dragons and the Qiraji Empire, will launch an attack on Gadgetzan."
"Are you convinced?"
What else can the Steamwheedle Group do now? They can't defeat the Alliance, so they can only surrender to the Duke and Jaina couple.
The big stick subdued the goblins, which was naturally a good thing.
"The Alliance needs a large amount of minerals, volcanic soil, and rare earths... Let's develop the Un'Goro Crater together."
The vast majority of goblins only care about money. In the eyes of most goblins, the Horde is just a pauper and is not as rich as the Alliance.
What's more, the three richest families in the Alliance are Kul Tiras, Alterac and the Edmund family.
The three companies almost share the same purse. If you offend one, you offend all three. The leader of the Alliance is still the demigod Duke. It goes without saying what the Hot Sand Group will choose.
The defection of the Steamsand Group directly put an end to the Horde's southward expansion. After all, the Bilgewater Cartel would never go to war with its own people for the Horde.
The only path for expansion is to the west - Desolace and Feralas.
The former is a no-man's land, and the latter is occupied by a group of neutral forces that are not protected by the Alliance, such as the arena slave owners who previously sold Varian to be a slave gladiator.
In the past, Thrall would have handled the relationship with these neutral forces more carefully. Unfortunately, the food pressure brought by more than two million orcs was so great that Thrall was completely suffocated.
the Horde couldn't rely entirely on the Alliance for food, and the Alliance's food was mainly cereals, which didn't suit the appetite of these traditional orcs. Duke was generous and didn't mind exporting pig farming technology to the Horde.
Unfortunately, the breeding industry is also an industry that requires a lot of skills. If you want to raise pigs, you must at least have pig feed, right? After going around in circles, we are actually back to the old problem: the land is too barren, and there is no industrial foundation or scientific knowledge. the Alliance will give limited blood transfusions to the Horde, but will never teach the Horde to make blood.
Thrall became furious and directly launched a war involving hundreds of thousands of orcs.
The first battle was fought in Durotar, where the Horde used human wave tactics to destroy the Centaur tribe entrenched in southern Durotar.
Then two fronts, one in the south and one in the north, swept across Desolace and Feralas at the same time.
It is worth mentioning that a new person has emerged in the Horde.
He is Garrosh Hellscream, the son of Grom the Roar.
Garrosh was born in Nagrand, the orc homeworld of Draenor, and his upbringing was untainted by the demonic blood flowing in the orcs who invaded Azeroth.
Although he himself has not been affected by the Corruption, Garrosh always lives under the shadow of his background: his father, Grom, was the first orc to be corrupted by drinking the blood of the pit lord Mannoroth.
Garrosh was ashamed of his father's actions until he met WarWarchief Thrall.
The founder of the revived Horde told young Garrosh how his father fought bravely from the Battle of the Dark Portal to the battle in Ashenvale against the pit lord Mannoroth who had betrayed the Horde, how he shined in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, how he swept through Molten Core, and killed the traitor Blackhand brothers in Blackwing Lair, until he was finally unable to fight after the Battle of Ahn'Qiraj and retreated to the second line.
Unlike the original history, the original Grom had both merits and demerits, which was admirable. But the Grom in this life obviously has more merits than demerits.
As the founder of the new tribe, Grom used the extra time he lived to add more heroic colors to his heroic legend.
If Garrosh had any beef with his father, it was that he had sworn to serve a human demigod in the afterlife.
Overall, Garrosh admires his father quite a bit.
Garrosh then followed Thrall to Azeroth as an advisor.
Soon, he was appointed as the leader of the Warsong clan's charge to eliminate the centaurs. He showed courage, tenacity, and passion on the battlefield, which impressed other members of the Horde. At the same time, they were worried because Garrosh ignored the opinions of members of the Horde other than the orcs.
Not to mention, he deeply hated the Alliance, even though the Alliance provided the Horde with transportation to evacuate Draenor.
This is obviously contrary to the Horde's current mainstream policy of multi-racial integration and friendship with the Alliance.
Thrall saw this, but he had no reason to punish such a young and hot-tempered orc. In fact, most of the orcs from Draenor had this kind of temper.
Thrall is now in a state of panic. However, he still has to deal with the Gronn. The demigod Gruul is not a good-tempered person either. The only good thing is that he chose to focus on the Desolace instead of the lush Feralas area that the Horde is more optimistic about.
When Duke briefly told the twins about the situation of the Horde, the twins imagined a lot of things.
"Master, do you want Oreses to destroy the entire tribe by controlling the Horde's warlocks?" Not to mention Oreses, even Sarolas seemed eager to try.
Gemini is the best at this kind of thing.
Duke raised his index finger and shook it: "This is too low-level."
This low-brow remark made Gemini's face turn red. Doesn't this mean that their method is not good enough?
Duke hesitated for a moment, then said directly:
"Fate seems to be impermanent and irregular. In fact, the general trend of fate is determined as early as the moment the leader makes a decision. the Alliance will not take the initiative to destroy the Horde. If it does so, the only one who will be happy is the Burning Legion. The power of Azeroth should not be weakened, because in ten years at most, a full-scale war will begin."
"But the division and conflict of the Horde were destined from the moment Thrall accepted two million orcs to Azeroth. This rift will only grow larger. In fact, the Alliance does not need to do anything special. It only needs to know the necessary intelligence to act at the best time and gain the greatest benefits."
"It's like... ambushing Kil'jaeden."
When Duke said this, the twins felt a chill in their hearts at the same time.
This time, they finally understood that the gap between them and Duke was not in strength or soul control, but in the realm of thinking.
Just like this time, Kil'jaeden went to great lengths to spare Illidan, and even remained silent when the Alliance besieged Outland, all in order to secretly set up a portal in the Sunwell for sneaking across.
After so many conspiracies and spending so much time, in the end, wasn't it still blocked by Duke's crucial move that made it completely useless?
This kind of strategy is to take advantage of the enemy's conspiracy and contradictions and achieve the greatest results with the least effort. This is the most advanced strategy!
If Kil'jaeden is the chess player with the universe as his chessboard, then Duke should be... the chess king, right?
Suddenly, for the first time in their lives, the twins felt a sense of awe and awe towards Duke - could Duke really be the god of destiny that Tyrande had mentioned! ?
The twins retreated, and soon Duke called in the second group of people.
That is the Shorty King Brigade.
The three Bronzebeard brothers, Kurdran Wildhammer, and High Tinker Gelbin.
Duke started by saying, "The Alliance is now like a war machine. Once the machine stops, it will be troublesome to restart it. So the machine can run slowly, but it cannot stop. I have a plan now - that is the Dreadnought Fortress!"
Fearless Fortress!
Just a name can give people a trance-like feeling of blood boiling.
All of a sudden, the dwarf kings' breathing quickened.
Muradin in particular was betrayed by Arthas, whom he once regarded as a close friend. This was a shame that would never fade away from his face.
When Arthas drew out Frostmourne, he had not yet completely fallen. Not having struck Muradin with the last sword was one thing; betraying Muradin was another.
Not only Duke, but even Magni noticed his second brother's clenched and shaking fists.
"Second brother."
Muradin immediately returned to normal after hearing his elder brother's call: "Sorry, I lost my composure."
Seeing Muradin's quick response, the other two brothers smiled.
Magni patted Muradin on the shoulder: "This is the rock of our Bronzebeard family!"
Solid as a rock, that's a compliment to the dwarves.
Then Magni nodded to Duke.
Duke announced: "Well, the construction and defense of the Dreadnought Fortress will be handed over to Kurdran, Muradin, and Gelbin. Kurdran will be the commander-in-chief of the Dreadnought Fortress."
Very reasonable arrangement.
Kurdran is the legitimate king, so he is the natural leader. Gelbin is in charge of technology, and Muradin is in charge of the army. This is a very reasonable arrangement.
Duke turned to look at Brann and said, "You will lead Naxxramas to cover the construction of the Dreadnought Fortress. Of course, the cover troops will not depend on you alone."
Duke gave a thought and the door of the study opened again. Two spirited elves came in. The elemental fluctuations on their bodies were so powerful that they were visible to the naked eye, which made people around them look at them sideways.
The ones who came were naturally Vashj and Kael'thas.
The two people who originally had a difficult fate in history, fell into evil ways, and eventually perished and exited the stage of history at this point in time, have now become the backbone of the Alliance.
Duke truly marveled at the wonder of fate.
Duke smiled slightly and said, "Kael'thas, I was busy dealing with Kil'jaeden before, so I haven't told you about the expedition against Arthas, but I think you will be happy to come."
The handsome former prince, after going through so many ups and downs, has become more mature, and his jade-carved face has a firmness that has never been seen before.
"Of course I am willing! For our dead compatriots. For that unforgettable history! And for the future of Azeroth. I have no choice but to do it!"
"Okay, okay." Brann looked happy.
It's much safer to have the Antonidas Mage, who is the closest thing to a demigod, in charge.
Duke looked at Vashj again, said nothing, and just nodded.
Precisely because we are familiar with it, there is no need to say more.
This intimate sense of trust made Vashj feel an excitement mixed with sweetness and fanaticism.
Vashj, in her elf form, twirled the hem of her skirt with both hands and performed a maid's salute.
At this point, the early configuration for Expedition Northrend is already perfect.
Duke concluded: "The Lich King Ner'zhul himself has a weak will, and after the fusion, the will of the former Arthas should be the main one. It must be said that Arthas is a very talented guy."
"Arthas will be very patient. But patience does not mean sitting still and waiting for death. So my request is to complete the coalition's preparations for attacking Northrend without stimulating Arthas to wake up prematurely."
"The Alliance needs a large number of griffins and hippogryphs that can adapt to extreme cold weather. It needs a feasible plan to quickly build railways. And it needs a forward base that can accommodate half a million troops."
"Everyone, let me emphasize again that this is a war between the living and the dead, and there is no retreat. Please act with extreme caution."
Most of the people present had experienced the Third Dark Gate War, or were already strong enough to have proven themselves on the battlefield. There wasn't even a single newbie. In addition, they had more or less cooperated before, so there was no problem with coordination.
After Duke decided on the candidate, they automatically got into the game and started discussing countermeasures.
Duke was pleased with the situation.
the Alliance was indeed centered around him, but it was by no means an incompetent organization that had to consult him on everything. After 25 years of fighting, now, except for Irel, all the leaders of the Alliance were capable of standing on their own.
Besides, Duke has more important things to do.
After Kurdran and the others left, Duke entered a state similar to meditation on the top floor of the Karazhan Mage Tower.
"system AI, create an analysis model. Divide the entire process of my battle with Kil'jaeden into different modules, using element fluctuations, magic circuit operation, external energy exchange, energy compression and expansion as standards. I need to comprehensively analyze the magic of the Eredar clan and strengthen the control over the elements. The initial standard is true god level!"
"In addition, I also need to build a space model. I need to comprehensively scan the entire planet of Azeroth. I don't want the space barrier to be breached at will again."
That's right, Duke found that Azeroth's space defense barrier was getting worse. Before Medivh was possessed by Sargeras and opened the Dark Portal, the intelligent creatures in Azeroth had a pretty good life.
Ever since Medivh was possessed and started causing trouble, the space barrier of Azeroth has been getting worse day by day. There are internal and external factors, so it is understandable that everyone resents Medivh.
Of course, Duke had no time to deal with these old accounts.
The problem now is that Malygos, the blue dragon king, seems to want to make trouble. As the first person in Azeroth to be granted a magic position by the titans, Malygos has always regarded himself as the ultimate master of magic.
Ten thousand years ago during the War of the Ancients, he was extremely dissatisfied with the High Elves' abuse of magic and the introduction of the Burning Legion.
The first Well of Eternity exploded, breaking the ancient continent of Kalimdor into four large pieces and causing devastating damage to the planet's environment.
The Well of Eternity on Mount Hyjal also exploded, almost blowing away the entire mountain and causing irreversible damage to the surrounding ecology.
Now even the Sunwell is being coveted, and Kil'jaeden was almost let in.
It is hard to say whether Malygos will do something impulsive as he did in history.
After all, in history, his wife died, his children were gone, and his once lively family has now become deserted. Moreover, the people who did these things were his brothers who had a life-and-death relationship with him. This was a huge blow, which directly caused Malygos to become crazy and mentally unstable, and the magic guardian completely ignored him.
He acted crazy like this for nearly ten thousand years, until by chance he absorbed some of the essence of the Void Dragon and unexpectedly regained consciousness.
But who knew that Malygos might have been crazy for too long and actually figured out a set of logic to convince himself. This logic is: mortals use magic to cause disasters, and the disasters will destroy Azeroth. I am the guardian dragon of Azeroth, so I must forbid mortals to use magic and destroy all magical creations.
But will Malygos do this again in this life?
Duke can't help but be left with a huge question mark.
After all, I have avenged you, Malygos!
The grass on Deathwing Nefarian's grave is three feet high.
Moreover, more than 20 years ago, when you brought back the dragon's head of Nefarian, no one really knew what unspeakable and cruel things you did.
Now that you have taken revenge, theoretically you shouldn't be so resentful anymore, right?
Duke was really unsure and could only ask Alexstrasza for help.
When the human form of the Red Dragon Queen appeared in the magic communication mirror, Duke directly asked his question: "Yes, does Malygos have any opinion on the Sunwell incident?"
The queen put her hands on her hips and said helplessly: "I have been losing my temper recently. I said that the Well of Eternity and the Sunwell are evil. No matter how hard we guard the dragons, we can't stop the thieves in our house."
When Duke heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he thought to himself that something was wrong.
You can guard against thieves day and night, but you can't guard against thieves in your own home.
If Malygos treats the Well of Eternity and the Sunwell as thieves, that would be bad news. The Well of Eternity has been blown up twice, leaving nothing behind. Although the blood elves won't use the Sunwell on purpose now, what if Malygos intervenes and says that the blue dragon should take over?
To give or not to give?
If she gave it to her, where would Sylvanas' dignity as the queen be?
If we don't give it to him, what if Malygos gets angry and orders the blue dragon army to attack Silvermoon City?
Silvermoon City's defenses were good, but that was only at the level of mortals. Even though the elite blue dragons were wiped out by Neltharion's betrayal during the War of the Ancients, they could still pull out eight or ten adult dragons. If you count the young dragons and whelps, there would be even more.
Once the war with the Blue Dragonflight begins, the Alliance will inevitably stand on the side of the elves. At that time, how will the Wyrmrest Temple be dealt with?
In any case, the best option is to resolve the conflict before it arises. Otherwise, when it comes to a life-and-death situation, with that terrible choice between two options, no matter what you choose, Azeroth will suffer in the end.
Every time a guardian dragon dies, the planet's protective array becomes weaker. Even if a successor is found, the new one is still inferior to the old one.
It's like the current Onyxia is just there to make up the numbers, but having it is better than having nothing.
Dragons have their own way of thinking. Duke also found it difficult to figure out what Malygos' current mentality was. In the end, he could only sigh and express his concerns: "Alexstrasza, you and I have known each other for so long, and you know that everything I do always takes the safety of Azeroth as the primary starting point. I never want to speculate on my own people with the greatest malice. But Malygos and I have never been able to talk to each other, and I'm really worried that he will go too far this time..."
"You mean ..."
"If... I mean if!" Duke emphasized, "If Malygos insists that the Sunwell is a scourge, I can agree to ban the Sunwell on behalf of Queen Sylvanas. But the task of guarding it must never be given to the blue Dragonflight, at least not openly. Do you understand what I mean?"
When Duke said this, Alexstrasza's eyes lit up, and her bright pupils shone with dazzling light: "Hehe! As expected! I knew you had a better way."
It was not until this time that the Red Dragon Queen was willing to tell the truth: In fact, since the day Kil'jaeden was defeated, Malygos had been losing his temper in Dragon Temple and smashed several side halls, really shouting that mortals were not qualified to use such terrible magical power.
Duke secretly compared them and found that Malygos was still a little milder than in the original history. At least he did not declare that mortals were not qualified to use magic.
Malygos proposed that all magic users should be brought under supervision, such as humans and elves. All magicians should be connected to Duke's magic network, and all magic usage should be regulated. All spellcasters who are not connected to the magic network should be killed once discovered to prevent future troubles.
Now, this is because Duke helped him get revenge and Duke is now a genuine demigod of Azeroth.
Even so, Duke still couldn't accept Malygos' call from a distance.
Things in this world are never that simple!
The black-and-white approach will only force all neutral people to the opposite side.
Moreover, if everything were standardized and regulated, it would only stifle the invention of all new magic. This was what Duke valued the most and was unacceptable.
Duke hesitated for a long time and said, "Alexstrasza, can you help me arrange a meeting with Malygos? There are some things I want to explain to him in person."
The Red Dragon Queen shook her head regretfully: "I'm sorry, that guy is stubborn and cares too much about his reputation. He used to look down on you, no, it should be said that he looked down on the Guardian Dragons and everything other than Elune. Now that you are on an equal footing with him, he can't accept it. In fact, even if you use magic to send a message to him, he will refuse to answer."
Duke is so embarrassed!
Malygos, why did you give up healing...
After complaining in his heart, Duke could only sigh: "Okay, then I suggest that Kalecgos and Matigosa guard the Sunwell. As for the rest, you can slowly persuade him after he calms down."
"Okay, thank you for your understanding." Red Dragon Sister showed an apologetic expression.
After the magic communication ended, Duke's eyes and expression became hard and cold: "Malygos, don't be ignorant... Since history has it that you are destined to die, if I have tried my best and you still want to die, then don't blame me... Even if I pretend to be a good person, there is a limit."
This time Duke waited for three days, reviewing documents with the help of the system AI while waiting for news from Malygos.
It seems that history has finally taken an unknown turn because Duke killed Neltharion in advance. The news from the Dragon Temple is that the Blue Dragon King finally decided to send Kalecgos and Matigosa to supervise the space repair project around the Sunwell.
Duke and Sylvanas met two blue dragons on the dilapidated island of Quel'Danath.
Kalecgos looked the same as before, still with the blue hair that Duke found irritating to the eyes, but at least Kalecgos used the Ultimate Transfiguration to give himself a pair of long pointed ears and the exaggeratedly long eyebrows unique to elves.
Moreover, his attire was no different from that of a standard noble mage of the Silvermoon Council. If most elves were not long-lived and basically recognized all the former members of the Silvermoon Council, he might have been able to get away with it.
As for Madi Gosa, she really turned into a human woman, but the robe and badge she wore were from... the Edmund family.
In theory, she was here to monitor the Sunwell on behalf of the Edmund family.
This is quite interesting.
Duke could only say that Matigosa had a great imagination, and it was quite on point.
To defeat Kalecgos, she must become a human woman. There are not many human kingdoms or forces that the elves are not disgusted with, and the Edmund family is the best signboard.
Now the entire Sin'dorei middle and upper classes know that their queen and three sisters are Duke's property. Without Duke's support, the people's livelihood in Sin'dorei would definitely be much worse than it is now.
The blood elves had a very complicated feeling towards Duke. On the one hand, they were grateful for Duke's strong support, but on the other hand, they lamented that their most beautiful cabbage was taken away by a wild boar, a demigod-level wild boar...
Of course, the overall feeling is still good.
With the endorsement of Duke and Sylvanas, the elves quickly accepted two powerful mages, Kalec, who had returned from Dalaran after studying magic, and Marti, the monitor of the Edmund family, as the new captains of the Sunwell's guard.
Duke was secretly relieved to avoid a direct conflict with the Blue Dragonflight. You know, before this, Duke had secretly pulled almost 80% of the Alliance's air force to Eversong Forest.
Now that there was no need to fight, Duke was in a good mood. He glanced at Madigosa, then at Kalecgos, and only the blue dragon sister could understand his action.
Matigosa did not hesitate to make a 'V' sign with her fingers in the blind spot where Kalecgos could not see.
That certainly doesn't mean victory.
This gesture is just like the statue of Guan Gong that is often placed at the entrance of a restaurant: one hand holding a knife, the other hand holding up two fingers, the meaning is simple and straightforward - no cheating, no cheating! I'll cut off two ounces from one pound of yours!
And Matigosa was telling Duke that he had successfully pushed Kalecgos twice.
Alas, dragon love is so simple and straightforward. All right! Saolong, you win!
Without the Blue Dragons causing trouble, Duke was able to focus his energy back on the Alliance.
the Alliance's wartime economic model cannot be revoked immediately, just like a taut string that is too loose and will easily break if it is tightened again.
Duke only ordered the military industry to change its 24-hour three-shift work system to a six-day, sixteen-hour two-shift work system.
There is no way.
Historically, the coalition forces attacked Northrend by relying on people and horses to carry loads, and the number of soldiers and civilians who froze to death or suffered frostbite was astronomical.
Letting cold, tired, and poorly supplied soldiers fight against the tireless dead is no different from delivering food.
Duke wanted to reduce the losses of the Alliance, and letting Kurdran build a forward base was only the first step. The more important thing was to change the equipment of the Alliance army.
With the precedent of a million-strong German army attacking the Soviet Union during Second War but being wiped out, Duke, who was well aware of the bitter cold in Northrend, made a lot of preparations.
One million quilted military coats for all body types: humans, dwarves, gnomes, elves, draenei, and even thirty thousand for orcs.
Then there are matches for making fire, as well as whale oil gel and industrial gel that have been cut into small pieces in advance. Whale oil is easy to process, but the output is too small.
Industrial gel is one of the byproducts of oil refining. Although it smells a bit when burned, it is the best fuel in the icy and snowy Northrend. Anyway, it can be burned, so it is perfect for soldiers to use for cooking.
Just imagine, marching in the snow and ice at minus dozens of degrees Celsius for a whole day, if you can only eat cold compressed biscuits and drink snow water that will freeze your stomach, what a nightmare that would be.
Having fragrant hot soup and hot food is extremely helpful for both recovering physical strength and boosting morale.
In addition, the compilation of cold-proof codes, the knitting of cold-proof clothing, and sled training, all kinds of trivial matters may seem insignificant, but people who know the business will know at a glance that it is precisely because of the various preparations made before the war that the soldiers can exert their due combat effectiveness on the front line.
"The Alliance is so lucky, at least there is a commander who doesn't treat soldiers as mere consumables." Every officer praised Duke in unison. When they thought about the fact that Duke could be a god who didn't care about anyone and was high above everyone else, everyone's respect for Duke deepened.
It is lucky to have a wise leader, such as the Horde. At least under the leadership of Thrall, more than two million orcs escaped from the deadly place of Draenor.
However, a little bit of luck is not enough to bring a tribe of millions of people to the road of happiness. After no longer having to face the collapsing land of the Outer Realm, problems such as food have become increasingly prominent.
Even more unfortunate was that Wyrmrest Temple had previously concentrated most of the energy of the planet's protection array to bombard Kil'jaeden, releasing many demons.
In fact, the number and quality of demons dropped into the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor were similar. However, the Alliance not only had a complete magic communication system and patrol systems implemented in every village and town, but also had a magic network covering a very large area.
It is no exaggeration to say that Duke, the highest commander, will be the first to know any disturbance in the Alliance. He will pass down orders from top to bottom and send out elite soldiers to eliminate those scattered demons in the bud.
the Horde is different. With the addition of 2 million people, the Barren Land has become popular. Unfortunately, the orcs are not creatures that do not eat or drink water. They instinctively gather in the few oases in the Barren Land. Because of their living habits and the lack of planning by the Horde's upper echelons, the only water resources are consumed at a high speed.
At the same time, the concentration of population also contributes to the spread of demons.
On several occasions, by the time the Horde discovered the problem, thousands of people had already died and several villages had been completely destroyed.
The entire land of Kalimdor was filled with smoke of war.
Therefore, having a time traveler as a leader is not only lucky, but extremely happy.
Unknowingly, the gap between the Horde and the Alliance did not narrow due to the influx of a large number of people, but widened instead.
After all, the Horde had problems absorbing the population, and the conflict between the new tribe led by Thrall and the traditional orcs from Draenor began to show signs of expanding.
Just as one side was gathering strength and the other side was spreading unrest, time entered the autumn of the 25th year after the Dark Portal.
On October 3, Thrall suddenly received bad news.
"What? The entire Black Bone Clan has lost contact? There are even signs of corpses crawling out of the cemetery!?"
The Black Bone Clan was just an insignificant clan among the thousands of orc clans. But the death of an entire clan, and the possibility that they had become undead soldiers, touched Thrall's already sensitive nerves during this period.
the Alliance has warned the Horde that the Scourge could come again at any time.
But Thrall was almost collapsed by various internal affairs.
After all, before the Scourge came again, half of the Horde had starved to death, and the Horde had been struggling for survival throughout the spring and summer.