Capítulo 326: Chapter 326: Orcs and Trolls
Alleria bit her lip, "What about this coastal defense line?"
Duke shook his head, "Everyone knows it can't be held. In fact, ninety percent of the population of the Arathi Highlands has already retreated to Stromgarde. Even if we abandon the Arathi Highlands, the Alliance can hold on for a long time. We don't have to worry about the Horde taking advantage of the situation to invade Hillsbrad Foothills. After all, there's Thoradin's Wall."
Thoradin's Wall, a massive fortification and wall built by Emperor Thoradin to resist the trolls. The stones used to build the fortress are all the hardest granite, solidified by earth elementals. A heavy catapult would leave at most a shallow dent on it.
That's where the real 'one man holding the pass against ten thousand' is.
Duke smiled lightly, "Go back. I, as a good friend and the commander of the Alliance, agree that you take all the rangers back. Your homeland needs you more than the Alliance."
At this moment, the saintly integrity inherited from Medivh shone brightly.
Doesn't the Alliance need the elven sharpshooters?
Wrong!
Stromgarde, which is about to bear the brunt of the Horde's red dragon riders, is longing for the support of the elven rangers.
Both Duke and Alleria knew this well.
Duke still informed Quel'Thalas in advance about the threat from the Horde, and let them go. Of course, Alleria volunteered to bring the Windrunner family's elites to help, and if she wanted to leave, the Alliance had no reason to stop her and her people.
To avoid making it difficult for Alleria, Duke let her ranger squad go under the guise of public interest. It's easy to imagine that once the ranger squad leaves, Duke will definitely face criticism from King Thoras of Stromgarde.
Alleria's face flushed. The one who volunteered to help was her. When people needed her and her troops the most, she was the one who wanted to withdraw.
If Duke was heartless, hiding the Horde's movements in the intelligence, or not mentioning the war's direction, until the last moment when she found out she was being used as the main force, Alleria who had been squeezed for a long time might be able to harden her heart.
Now that Duke is so upright, Alleria feels her defenses softening bit by bit.
"I... I... I..." Alleria said 'I' three times, but didn't finish her sentence.
The more carefree Duke's smile, the more uncomfortable Alleria felt.
"You go back first, use your influence and that of the Windrunner family to see if you can wake up those arrogant old mages from their dreams. Then save as many as you can?"
Alleria shivered all over, she hadn't thought that Duke would even include Silvermoon City's ** in it. Thinking about having to deal with those mages in the Silvermoon Council who only drag their feet, Alleria's head started to hurt.
At this time, Sylvanas patted her sister's shoulder, "Sis, you take the main force back. I'll stay with the combat group promised to the Alliance by King Sun. I'll work hard for both of us. Or... don't you trust my archery?"
Looking at her smiling sister, Alleria finally realized that this was the best choice.
As a Ranger-General, her influence at home is much greater than her younger sister's, as long as she takes the Windrunner's main force back, there's still a lot that can be done.
Seeing the determination written on her sister
's face, Sylvanas smiled, "Hmm, I need to go back and talk to the people who are staying." With that, she disappeared on the spot with a light tap of her foot.
Leaving Alleria alone, feeling awkward.
Perhaps because she had seen Duke as a half-grown boy, deep down Alleria didn't want to acknowledge Duke's growth, so every time she saw Duke, she wanted to take on a strong elder's posture to bully Duke.
Unfortunately, even if she didn't want to admit it, she had to.
Duke was no longer the little Duke she knew.
From his body to his wisdom to his interpersonal skills, in less than a year, Duke had fully matured. He had become a great man who held significant influence in all nations, even the entire world of Azeroth.
Biting her lip lightly, Alleria seemed to have made some kind of decision.
The next second, Duke suddenly found a warm and voluptuous female body pressed against his back.
"Good brother, good brother, good brother..."
There was no pretense, but when the faintly shy and fragrant breath blew from behind his ear, Duke's entire ear turned red.
By the time Duke reacted, Alleria, the heroine of Quel'Thalas, had disappeared into the wind.
Duke touched his ear and murmured, "This time, there shouldn't be any tragedy, right?"
Duke was a bit confused, he had changed 'history' too much. In his previous life, Alleria lost her youngest brother Lirath and her parents in the joint invasion of orcs and trolls...
This made her hatred for orcs reach a permanent level.
This led to the Alleria who crossed the Dark Portal and expeditioned to the world of Draenor, the heroine of the Alliance Expeditionary Force.
Duke didn't know how this would change history. Since Alleria was so good to him and had that indescribable relationship with him, Duke couldn't bear to let Alleria's family suffer a tragedy.
"Sigh, it depends on how Orgrim plays his cards."
Almost at the same time, Orgrim encountered a strange creature in the Hinterlands.
According to the scout's report, he thought he had encountered ogres, although these creatures were smaller in size, and the elegance and quiet mobility they displayed were something he had never seen in those behemoths before.
But when a ray of fading sunlight shone on one of the creatures who stepped forward, Orgrim realized that their skin was green, the same color as most of his subordinates, the same color as the surrounding trees.
This also explained why they hadn't noticed these creatures before—their skin color allowed them to hide among the leaves, especially if they moved among the branches like these creatures.
He also saw that this creature was slightly taller than him, leaner than an ogre, more balanced, this creature didn't have overly long arms, overly large hands, or a huge head. As he locked eyes with the creature,
When he saw the fire in the creature's dark eyes, the creature suddenly stabbed at Orgrim with the spear in his hand, showing their intelligence.
"We are not your enemies!" Doomhammer roared, his voice tearing the quiet of the night. He knocked the spear away with one hand, only then realizing that the spearhead was a sharpened stone, exceptionally sharp.
"I want to see your leader!"
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