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Growing up in human society at an early age, Thrall has a broad perspective that many of his predecessors, and even several of the great chiefs of the previous and later generations, did not have.

This is determined by his upbringing.

Completely unexpected, Salli overcame the crowd and suppressed Woking and Kane's doubts. Not only did he agree to the first retreat of the Coalition from the Nushui River, but he also generously allowed the Coalition to choose an open space anywhere in the lower reaches of the Nushui River in Durontar for the purpose of reorganizing the remnants of the army.

Thrall stood up: "I can't say I know the Alliance very well, but I do know that human cement is an amazing thing, it can build a strong fortress complex in a very short time. If the Alliance felt that they could build a stronger defensive line with more time, the Horde would not mind defending the first position at the foot of Mount Hyjal. ”

There was a slight uproar in the hall.

Seriously, there will be no conclusive verdict on who will carry the front. Except for a certain traverser, no one knows what the strength of the Burning Legion is. Carrying the front is not necessarily a bad thing, because it is likely that there is still room for retreat. But it's not necessarily a good thing to be behind, as the trail narrows, the retreat becomes more and more difficult.

The night elves said that they didn't get it done, and they wanted you to continue to carry it, so do you carry it or not?

But it was clear that a wider position would be more conducive to the coalition's artillery placement. Duke did have his eye on the line of defense on the mountainside.

After all, the situation is very different from the original history.

It turned out that the alliance was only Gianna's Theramore army participating in the Battle of Haishan, and the number of troops was naturally pitiful.

Now that Duke has saved half of Lordaeron, almost the entire alliance is at war. In addition, the radiation leakage incident in Nomoregan, the main city of the gnomes, which should have occurred at this time in history, broke out more than ten years earlier, and this time there was no such thing as the dwarfs urgently transferring back the mechanized troops in order to save the scene.

Therefore, the alliance has more troops and more numerous.

Of course, the Night Elves will hold the position at the top of the mountain, and the rest is the mountainside and the bottom of the mountain. But the alliance needs a position on the mountainside, and it also needs the cooperation of the tribes. Now Sal has offered to solve a big problem for Duke.

After a slight pause, Duke nodded: "Thank you for the tribe's understanding, in exchange, the alliance will not only provide a large number of sophisticated Holy Light weapons to the tribe, but also provide 500 priests to assist the tribe." and 2,000 ranger troop cover when the tribe retreats. ”

Sal's eyes were half-narrowed. Duke was generous. Although Orgrim had warned Sal more than once before his death to be careful of Duke, in the face of major rights and wrongs, Duke's performance convinced Sal.

After obtaining the Night Elves' consent to allow the Tribe to cut down a portion of the trees in the Fywood Forest for temporary fortifications, Thrall asked one last question: "Alright! For the Night Elves, the Tribe has only one last question. ”

You ask. Tyrande looked up slightly.

"Alliance or Horde, we are all prepared to make great sacrifices for this battle. I just want to know if the trick that the Night Elves have prepared is worth it. I don't need a specific strategy or a name, I just want you to look me in the eye and answer my questions. ”

Magic or something, it's too mystical for orcs.

Orcs who are not part of Azeroth's native race do not want to know what the Night Elves have done in 10,000 years to uphold their oath.

They only trust their instincts.

Tyrande stared at Thrall and replied in a divine tone, "It's worth it!" and once that time comes, even if the Night Elves are wiped out, we will definitely fulfill our oath." ”

Sal breathed a long sigh of relief: "I don't have a problem. ”

At this point, he looked at Duke: "What about the Alliance?"

Duke sighed softly: "No one knows how strong Akmund is. I'm sure, though, that Akmund was at least a demigod. The existence of not stepping into the realm of heroes, not even a single hair of him can be hurt. So I propose that even if the line of defense is breached, the strong men of the Alliance and the Horde must find a way to concentrate on the summit of Mount Hyjal. ”

Thrall's eyes narrowed, "Like last time near Dalaran?"

"Yes!"

Thrall was silent for a moment, and his eyes suddenly widened: "Seriously, our tribe has never forgiven you at all, Duke Marcus!"

"Oh?" Duke was a little lazy, "How could the Alliance ever be willing to forgive the orcs who slaughtered the city in the Alliance?"

Thrall didn't care about Duke's words at all, and he continued: "But for the sake of this world, we choose to believe in the Alliance, even if it is temporary. Hopefully, we can work together happily until we take down the Burning Legion. Thrall strode forward and held out his hand to Duke.

Typical Union etiquette.

Duke let out a cloudy breath, and now the feeling was amazing.

Two races, two powers.

There is a deep hatred between each other, but at this time, they can feel the sincerity of each other, and they all choose to believe in each other thoroughly.

Perhaps, this is what fate will be...... Bad fate!

Duke smiled: "Please be gentle when shaking hands, I'm just a fragile mage, you push too hard, be careful I sue you for attacking the Alliance Commander." ”

Duke's speech made Thrall laugh, and he replied in a gruff voice, "I will be careful, like porcelain against you humans." ”

This moment is of great historical significance.

Duke and Thrall's handshake symbolizes the first temporary reconciliation of the world of Azeroth, the Alliance and the Horde. In the face of a larger crisis, disagreements and hostilities were abandoned, and for the first time sincere cooperation was made.

Tyrande silently stepped forward and placed her more delicate jade hand on the intertwined fingers of the two.

"For the future of Azeroth!" the three shouted in unison.

A huge war machine spanning eight races began to move in full force at this moment.

A few hours later, a spectacular scene emerged in the Grey Valley, with tens of thousands of allies and tribes marching along the same road. The former enemies of life and death, even if they stared at each other from a distance of less than five meters, no one made a move.

There was no ridicule, no mockery, no insults, no angry killings, everyone was heading towards the same goal, the same destination.

Standing on a high hill and looking at the long snake winding in the distance, Sylvanas couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I always find it ironic that I really want to join forces with the tribe. ”

Duke turned his head: "Sarcasm? I advise you to learn how to get used to it." The world of the future may be a war between the alliance and the tribes, or it may be a concerted alliance in the face of foreign enemies. This...... It's the general trend!"