Duke didn't blame the Night Elves for having their own ideas. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In these years, even the Creation Titans have selfish intentions, and they will also become bad and degenerate.

You see, didn't Sargeras just run out and start a gang by himself?

In the spirit of seeking common ground while reserving differences, Duke is very sincere in pulling the Night Elves, a member of the alliance that should be so fateful, and jumping into the deep pit of the alliance, oh, in the great united and friendly family under Duke's control.

Duke, who suddenly remembered something, immediately reminded Tyrande: "No, no, no, the combat power of mortals is useless. We have eliminated all the leaders of the Burning Legion's invading forces except Akmund, and as it is customary for Akmund, he will soon be killed himself. In front of him, all the combat power that has not entered the hero realm or below the Bright Moon is meaningless. ”

Tyrande looked surprised.

From the wonderful expression on her face, Duke knew that empiricism kills people.

Tyrande was one of the few witnesses to the battles of the Ancients, and she had seen with her own eyes that even the mighty dragons would be hated by the demonic frenzy that was so powerful and so numerous that it overshadowed the sky.

But the Night Elves are too closed, and for 10,000 years, they never thought that the Burning Legion also had a commander with the word 'brave' engraved on his chest and liked to play hand-to-hand combat in person.

Obviously, the Burning Legion still has 200,000 high-level demons, so he will personally roll up his sleeves and go on the field?

Tyrande instinctively didn't believe it.

At this moment, there was a sudden and rapid knock on the door.

"Your Excellency the High Priest, Your Excellency the High Priest, are you there?" Tyrande knew as soon as she heard it, it was the voice of her confidant Melander.

"Come in!"

As a high-ranking priest of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, whether it is in terms of appearance or martial arts, Melander is definitely a leader. Melander almost rushed in, and although she deliberately controlled her emotions, her face and eyes were clearly full of anxiety and fear.

Ignoring Duke's presence, or perhaps thinking that Duke didn't understand the ancient Darnassus language at all, Melander nodded to Duke and walked quickly to Tyrande's side: "Our ambush force has been discovered. The main forces of the Burning Legion attacked our troops, and we can confirm that Akmund personally participated in the attack. Lord Shamulian launched the ultimate tactic, and it was initially judged that Akmund was not injured. ”

Tyrande's face turned white for a moment, and she clenched her hands tightly, and the joints of her slender fingers were white from the exertion.

She lifted her beautiful face and smiled grimly, and when she spoke, it was also in Darnassus, but with Duke: "Lord Marcus, your opinion is correct - mortal combat power is meaningless. ”

Melander was taken aback, didn't this mean that what he had just said had been heard by Duke?

Duke gracefully performed a cadoregu salute and his lips furled.

"Vendel'oeranushindu!" pauses and adds: "Anar'endaldracon"

This is actually a sentence made up of the common Salas phrase in Darnassus, which together means - may God have mercy on us and forget this defeat, and may we have the courage of a dragon to take on a new challenge.

Duke's words were so soft, kind, full of both wisdom and determination in the fight against evil.

For a moment, the two Luna priests almost thought they were facing the wise demigod Cenarius, rather than a human so young.

Tyrande and Melander crossed their hands over their chests at the same time, put their fingers on their shoulders, and bowed deeply to Duke, speaking in the lingua franca of humanity:

"In order not to let each other's clansmen die in vain, I hope we can put aside our differences and past unhappiness, work together, and work together to destroy the super demon Akmund. ”

Greeting each other in each other's language is already the most solemn in terms of etiquette.

All of a sudden, both parties had an inexplicable sense of affection and identification with each other.

"Trouble the Night Elves to prepare a last resort. Duke sighed.

"Okay, before that, let's go inform the tribe. ”

Duke and Tyrande joined forces and directly informed Thrall that the Night Elf ambush had been wiped out by Akmund alone.

Suddenly hearing that the 100,000 army of the Night Elves had been wiped out, the faces of the chieftains such as Thrall and Woking were very exciting.

Tyrande spoke: "The mortals' insistence is no longer meaningful, and the Night Elves agree to the withdrawal of the Alliance and the Horde, but if they can, they still hope that they can send strong men to support this great war that will determine the fate of the world." ”

There was a 'quiet' discussion on the tribe's side, but Duke was pleasantly surprised by the end result.

With the exception of Varok, almost all of the Horde's best fighters chose to go to war - Thrall, Grom, Kane, Woking, and Brooks.

"Valok, you lead the army back to Orgrimmar, and if I can't come back, you'll be the next Grand Chief of the Tribe. ”

As soon as Sal finished giving orders in public, Varok Sarufar cried on the spot: "Great Chief, I never thought I was the material of the Great Chief, you ...... You must come back!"

Over there, Kane was also instructing his deputy: "If I die, let Bane be the chief." ”

Not to mention the alliance's side, these strong men who came here themselves are ready to fight to the end. Those who should stay behind are all on the Eastern Kingdom Continent.

For example, at this point in time, Varian, who is not very strong, Abydis, who is left to assist Queen Kalia, and Magni Copperbeard, did not come......

Even the most unexpected of Duke situations arose.

Gianna was actually instructing Egwen: "If I can't come back, you can go to Gina Golden Sword." I guess she probably has a child with my father. Yes, he or she will be the next king of Kul Tiras. Make one up without you. Anyway, the legacy of Kurtilas cannot be severed. ”

One might ask, Azeroth is destroyed. What else do you want to pass on?

This involves another secret plan of the Alliance - Duke had announced before he drew his troops to Mount Hyjal that in case they lost, he hoped that the remaining kings and leaders would lead all the survivors to open the dark door again, find a way to find a new planet, and let the people take refuge in Draeno first.

It is precisely because of this that countries have no scruples about sending the strongest to war.

Sunset.

The army withdrew from the portal in a tidal wave. The Horde is going straight back to Dulongtal. The Alliance soldiers teleported to Theramore.

At this time, the powerhouses of the three factions had already gathered around Duke.

Queen Xi smiled, "Duke, did you foresee such an outcome?"

"If it can be achieved if it is foreseen, then the so-called life is nothing but a thousand boring journeys that have been dominated by fate. To put it bluntly, there are countless paths to fate, and there is no absolute right or wrong. It doesn't matter which path you go, as long as you choose it yourself, I won't regret it. ”