"Nineteen years ago, it was the hateful Kil'Gardan who turned Naozu, who turned into a big bomb, and after an unsuccessful attempt to kill the world of Azeroth, he threw himself into this world, which led to the explosion and collapse of the planet. ”

"Later, Illidan who defected to the Burning Legion invaded the world, making it even more filthy and devastated. ”

"Yes, although there have been terrible wars between the Alliance and the Horde, between humans, dwarves, elves, draenei and orcs, and even now there are enemies standing against each other, as a witness to these cruel histories, as an exposer of the conspiracy, I Duke Marcus would like to say that everything is the sin of the Burning Legion-"

Duke's voice fell, and there was a lot of commotion below.

First on the Alliance side, then on the Orcs.

Because of the use of on-site synchronous translation by backstage personnel, the broadcast on the orc's side will be delayed for about a second.

As a result, the reaction will also be a second late.

The orcs who stayed in Draenor knew that they were very miserable, the world had exploded, and the world was still crumbling day by day, and everyone would end up together at some point.

Not many orcs really don't know the ins and outs of what happened. Even the wisest shaman in the clan only knows part of it.

Not to mention the ones left behind, even the orcs on Azeroth's side are not completely aware of this history.

Now that Duke has poked things out, it's no wonder if he's not surprised.

The orcs didn't want to believe it, but they soon saw that the Grand Chief Thrall, who was standing next to Duke, made a downward gesture and motioned for everyone to continue listening.

Before today, no one expected Duke to appear, and no one thought that Duke would use such an argument.

Undoubtedly, such an argument is marketable, and it can minimize the hatred between the Union and the Horde.

While every war is made up of the will of countless forces and careerists, the biggest cauldron is thrown to the Burning Legion, and the rest is nothing more than a small cauldron.

The corners of Duke's mouth raised, he smiled, and said secretly in his heart: Kilgardan!

Duke was really not afraid that Kil'Gardan would come and beat him.

Kil'Gardan's plot has failed so many times that he has only become more careful according to his sinister character. What if he came to the Outlands? What if he cleared the hundreds of thousands of troops on the scene?

Admittedly, this was a major blow to both the Union and the Horde.

But each other's 'significant' and gold content are completely different.

It was a catastrophe for the tribe, not only most of them were strong, but even the leaders had to kneel.

For the alliance, although it is a heavy blow, it will never hurt the muscles and bones, and it will collapse in the future. After all, Duke, who is standing here and speaking, is just a puppet with nothing to show for himself. There are so many leaders in the alliance, but only one Varian has come, and counting Danas Thorbain, who has not yet registered, there are only two leaders.

What's more, in Kil'Gardan's view, Varian's role is the top three in the alliance.

Instead of scaring Duke off here, why not continue his self-righteous conspiracy?

Duke sensed it, and it was obvious that Kil'Gardan would not play, so this mobilization meeting could naturally be performed.

"We can't forget the hatred we have for each other. It is precisely because we cannot forget it that we can more truly feel the brutality and shamelessness of the Burning Legion, and aim the sword in our hand at our real enemy, the demon of the Burning Legion!"

"We're about to wipe out a land that was once almost completely overrun by demons. There is only one last goal left: the Burning Legion's greatest minions, Illidan*Fury, the only way to defeat Illidan and restore the temple that has been tarnished in glory and renamed the Dark Temple. Only the common justice of our Union and the Tribes can be truly served. ”

"Raise your weapons, warriors, and use our weapons to shout no to these demons who have destroyed our homeland and tried to cut off our bloodline—"

Duke raised his fist high and shook it vigorously!

"Defeat Illidan, then walk through the Dark Portal with your head held high. At that time, all the people of Azeroth will welcome your triumph—"

As Duke's voice fell, the whole plain boiled.

Every warrior, regardless of age or race, uttered an impassioned cry.

"Oh!oh!oh!oh!" It was the orc war cry.

"Woo-woo-" It was the long, low cry of the horn of the Split-Hoofed Ox.

"Down with Illidan!" these were the chants of the Alliance's warriors.

"Oooo They also remembered the glory of being an upper elf in the past, and also remembered the ruthless abandonment of them by Sargeras.

Again and again, the warriors of all clans raised their weapons in their hands, and with their own voices, they made the strongest sound against the demons.

Morale is like a rainbow, and the sound is in the sky.

Almost everyone was trying their best to vent their inner anger, and they couldn't calm it down for a long time.

Finally, when the sound stopped slightly, Duke's outstretched hands were raised high, and then they were closed at the same time.

The alliance side immediately fell silent, and the tribe side calmed down after a while.

Dukran said, "In the name of the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, I hereby officially announce that from now on, attack - the target Dark Temple!"

At this point, Varian stepped forward: "Vasqi stepped forward to listen to the order. ”

Under the backdrop of a huge column of water rising from the flat ground, Vasqi came to the high platform with a delicate longbow in his hand, swaying his snake's tail, and bowed down: "Vasiqi is here to listen to orders." ”

Duke raised his head slightly, and smiled faintly at Vaskey, "First Formation—Storm Naga! Your mission is to trap the Doomwalkers. ”

"Yes!"

Doomwalker - A high-level enhanced version of the Legion's magical mech.

Although the Alliance had been trying to clean up this thing ahead of time, it was supposed to have received an order from the upper echelons of the Burning Legion. The Doomwalker retreated before the Alliance could start to flood Shadowmoon Valley, and since then, it has been holding on to the gates of the Dark Temple.

If you want to attack the Dark Temple, it is a hurdle that cannot be bypassed.

In normal times, it's really not easy to kill such a thick-skinned thing.

Because this thing is hiding within the scope of the Dark Temple, the entire temple inherits the magical defense system of the Carabo Temple, and the Dark Temple has sent a full team of mages to cast spells similar to [Protective Arrows], so the protection against cannonballs is still quite in place.

However, with Tempest Naga, the Alliance has an easier solution - the Flood!

In order to carry out this water attack, Vasiqi has been accumulating for a long time with the cooperation of dwarven craftsmen. Finally, I was able to pour out all the water in one go.

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