"Well, it's long overdue." Dwarven Marshal Bruver said.

Grand Duke Leorick, commander of the Alliance's Seventh Legion, also agreed: "In this case, the Zola Hive will be handed over to us." ”

The alliance and the blood elves took two worm nests, and the remaining Rego worm nests naturally belonged to the tribe, there is no doubt about this, the three big forces, one for each person, are fair, just and open.

Eventually, King Sarufar ordered the others to stay behind at the headquarters of the Cenarion Fortress in case of emergency.

The decision was decided, Patrick returned to the blood elf camp and went directly to Quenzas: "This is the map of the Great Desert of Silisus, inform Zagonus that all the dragon eagle knights on standby on the aircraft carrier have taken off and headed towards the Aash Hive. ”

"Lord Regent means that the Dragon Eagle Knights clear the Aash Hive?"

"That's right, we just need to guard the Zerg troops and not have troops that can fight the air, and leave the rest to the Dragon Eagle Knights, and blow up that Yash Hive for me." Patrick also highlighted a breath of turbidity.

I heard that the Cenarion Fortress was attacked, and now all the strategies have been agreed, Patrick can't help wiping his sweat, in the face of these strategies of the insects, he has to come up with countermeasures in a short time, not only to find ways to see through the enemy's intentions, see the moves, but also to think more about the people and find the best way to deal with it.

Now that everything has basically been arranged, Patrick is also very tired, and the profession of leader is really not good.

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Silvermoon City, the Tower of the Sun's Fury.

Romans led the archmage of the Magister Legion to maintain the operation of the teleportation circle day and night, which was through the contact information of the Firehawk Legion obtained from Prince Kael'thas and the spatial node provided by Lorne-Liuge, Romans successfully connected to the Firehawk Legion that was still in a stalemate in the Draenei.

The blue circle flowed, the space energy overflowed, and a familiar figure appeared in the center of the circle, Matis-Flame Eagle, the leader of the Fire Eagle Legion who chased the Draenei to Azeroth.

"Welcome back, Mattis." Lotherma Theron was one of Patrick's direct appointees, and according to the hierarchy of the kingdom, Mattis was considered his subordinate.

The magicians in the surrounding circle are still trying to guide the mana to ensure the stable operation of the magic array.

As soon as Mattis returned, his face was full of unhappiness: "Why should I spare those evil draenei, they are already cornered, if they hadn't finally landed back in Azeroth, they would have perished." ”

Although Romans is a very old-fashioned and stubborn mage, he is not blind and stupid: "Ridiculous, just with your Flame Eagle army, you naively want to destroy a race? Amusing. ”

"You're an insult to the entire Flame Eagle Warriors, Archmage Romans." Mattis was almost furious. In Mattis's eyes, at least the Flame Eagle Legion is going to hit the old home of the Draenei, and it looks like the entire Draenei is about to be destroyed, Romans's words nakedly question the ability of the Flame Eagle Legion, which makes Mattis not angry.

"Joke, how many Draenei are there, how many of you are in the Flame Eagle Legion, even if people line up for you to kill, how long will you kill? And the Lord Regent has already deduced that the Draenei have joined the Alliance, and right under the nose of Darnassus, I don't think the Flame Eagle Legion can go to war with the Draenei and the Night Elves at the same time. ”

Romans is telling the truth, although Mattis is a warmonger, and extremely rejects orcs and draenei, but he is not stupid, his actions on the secret blood island are getting more and more difficult, how can he not feel it, just hard-mouthed and unwilling to speak.

Lotherma Theron, who had been sitting on the side and watching the tiger fight, took out a letter of appointment: "This is the mission left to you by the regent Patrick Cabolon himself. ”

Before the Battle of Angela, Patrick had planned for the Firehawk Legion to reclaim the Windranger Tower by the sea, and now the Windranger Tower has been occupied by the undead, and the entire Quel'Salas has been in constant trouble, and has been fighting outside for a long time, plus the two bases on Eredani and Kelldaron Island, Patrick did not send troops to recover the Windranger Tower.

So Patrick simply delegated the task of the Tower of Windranger to Matis, at least not to let him think about the Draenei on the Secret Blood Island all day long, this thorn, as it was in peacetime, is warlike, and extremely old-fashioned and paranoid.

Seeing that it was Patrick Cabolon who personally issued the military order, Mattis did not dare to slack off, after all, long before the Black Gate, Patrick Cabolon's figure had already entered the pinnacle of Quel'Thalas's power, as long as he was not a fool, he would not go against Patrick.

Mattis took the order, looked at Romans with an angry face, and then walked away. Romans' words really upset Mattis.

Back at Quel'Thalas, for the first time, Mattis felt his tense nerves relaxed, yes, go home, don't worry so much, thinking back to the days when he fought in the Outlands, Mattis still has a lot of feelings in his heart.

Are you afraid of death? No, Mattis has always regarded himself as the most faithful servant of Prince Kael'thas - the Sunchaser, even if he dies, Mattis does not feel that it is a very painful thing to die for the prince, but rather feels that it is the highest honor of a warrior, the highest praise of a soldier who has done his duty for the prince.

However, returning to Quel'Thalas, Mattis had a rare good night's sleep, and he had a sense of security that he had never felt in the Outlands, perhaps this was what it felt like to be home.

Unlike when he traveled to Lordaeron to fight the Scourge Legion, Quel'Salas was in danger, the Sunwell was tainted by the undead's attack, and a death mark stretched across the Forest of Eternal Song and the Plaguelands.

And now, Mattheis found that the traces of death in Silvermoon were gone, the land had returned to its former state, and the air no longer had the disgusting rancid smell, with the occasional faint sea breeze blowing.

After the entire Flame Eagle Legion returned to Silvermoon City, Lotherma-Theron and Romans also specially granted Mattis a period of vacation, and after a long battle, all the soldiers should be allowed to rest well.

The bushes on the side of the road were covered with wild blood thistles, turquoise meadows, golden magic trees, and the gentle breeze blowing, and Matisse couldn't believe that the kingdom that had been invaded by the natural disaster could be restored, and the floating city that floated in the air, and the entire Yongge Forest had regained its former glory.