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Chapter 1103

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"Then, those who are interested in the ores can pay Kul Tiras to build an ironworks in Theramore. The ores can be melted into metal ingots and shipped back."

When Duque said this, Magni's eyes lit up.

First of all, this would greatly reduce the pressure on transportation. At the same time, it would open the door for the Steel Stove Fort to join in.

Secondly, developing mining in Theramore would give Theramore an industrial base. This made Theramore's position even more prominent. Jaina was very happy about this. After all, no matter how Kul Tiras rebuilt his land, he could only rely on shipping due to his geographical location.

But Theramore was different …

Duque's next words made the Alliance powerhouses understand what it meant to reveal the dagger.

"The broken roads in Dustwallow Swamp are not suitable for transportation. When the time comes, Proudmoore can bring one of the chiefs there and announce that a railway will be built from Theramore all the way to the border of the Barrenlands. Of course, if the Horde feels that it is too troublesome to rely on human and animal power in the future. The Alliance can also help the Horde build a railway through the entire Barrenlands … for free … "

Those who had not experienced the era of railway transportation would never understand how prosperous the transportation of goods, people, and culture would be after the railway was built.

Although the Teleportation Portal could be reached in an instant, compared to the high mana consumption, only the railway was truly cheap and efficient.

Ever since Duque started to promote the railway in the Alliance, the Alliance had completely changed in the past 20 years. This was especially so for Lordaeron. After Queen Kalia came to power, she forcefully pushed for the development of the railway. That was why Lordaeron was able to recover its vitality in just four years.

If the Horde dared to bring the railway into the Barrenlands, it would be like putting the Sword of Damocles on their necks.

It would be fine if the Alliance and the Horde did not start a war. Once a war broke out, the core areas of the Horde would be destroyed.

Even if peace was maintained, a railway to the border of the Barrenlands was a hidden and fatal noose that could be tightened at any time. After all, it was a hundred times easier to build a railway on solid and barren land than to build a railway in a swamp filled with mud and mud. Once the most difficult part was settled, the rest would be easy.

Facing Duque's piercing gaze, Tyrande immediately realized that this was the Alliance's sneaky counterattack against the Tribe's suppression of the Night Elves.

Duque's passionate gaze caused Tyrande's entire body to heat up, and she did not dare to meet his gaze.

"Alright, next up, Your Majesty Windrunner."

Cirvanas, who was called out by Duque, was a little stunned. He nodded, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Duque's lips curled into a smile. "There's news that Anastrian, the traitor who shamelessly betrayed Quel 'dorei and caused the old Silvermoon City and the Well of the Sun to suffer a catastrophe, is currently leading the remnants of his undead army to Winterspring. Doesn't Sin 'dorei have any thoughts about this? "

Cirvanas stood up abruptly. "The Alliance, please uphold justice for Sin 'dorei and help him."

Facing the map of the World of Azeroth that was laid out in the middle of the hall, Duque formed a long blue elemental line on his right index finger, pointing at the Azshara region in the northeast of the Kalimdor Continent.

"Azshara has been the territory of the Night Elves since ancient times. It's also the area around the ancient Azshara city in the ancient war. It's only right for Sin 'dorei, a descendant of the High Elves, to reclaim this area. "

When Duque said this, everyone understood.

That's right. To the Sin 'dorei Kingdom on the other side of the sea, Azshara was undoubtedly a troublesome enclave. But combining the two special meanings of an ancient legacy and the pursuit of a traitor, things became different.

Moreover, if they developed the Azshara region and unearthed some ancient High Elven magic documents, the Sin 'dorei Mages would definitely be overjoyed.

Duque turned his head. "Lord Whisperwind, does the Night Elves have any objections to the Alliance's arrangement of Sin 'dorei returning to Azshara?"

Tyrande thought for a moment. "As long as Sin 'dorei promises not to abuse arcane magic like their ancestors, the Night Elves have no objections. After all, our two races share the same roots."

After all, in the future, the Night Elves, Blood Elves and High Elves would also unite again. Duque was happy to see this happen.

Cirvanas raised his right hand. "I swear in the name of the Queen of Sin 'dorei that all magic experiments of Radiant Moon rank and above will be strictly supervised."

"Then the Night Elves have no problems."

Duque continued, "Alright! The last and most important issue is regarding the Blackrock Orcs and Black Iron Dwarves who are active in the Scorching Gorge and Burning Steppes … "

"Those black-skinned orcs should be hung to death!" Magni took out his warhammer and waved it around. "I'm going to smash them again and again! Don't let me see them, or I'll aim my musket at their eye sockets and shoot each of them with a bullet! "

Duque's system elves gave him a rare reminder. As Magni's words were too crude, all sensitive words had been replaced with 'smash'. It is strongly recommended that the Host not listen to it. If you need a playback or translation, please click 'Yes'!

Duque silently clicked 'No' in his mind.

The Dwarven War of the Three Hammers had passed many years ago. Although the Bronzebeard Dwarves had reconciled with the Wildhammer Dwarves, the Black Iron Dwarves … Haha!

The historical event of saving the Dwarf Princess had yet to happen. Duque felt a pain in the ass about this.

He thought back to when he had accepted a quest in the game to save Magni's precious daughter, Princess Moira Bronzebeard. When he arrived at the scene, he found that he and his teammates had to endure the attacks of this silly princess who had Stockholm syndrome and had fallen in love with her father's enemy, the Iron King Dragan Thaurissan, to deal with the Iron King.

Alright.

After the Black Iron King was taken care of, even more shocking information was revealed.

Moira announced that she was pregnant with Dragan's child, and that she was in love with Dragan. Not only did she refuse to return to Iron Furnace Castle, she was also prepared to give birth to this child.

The players were in a state of confusion!

But … in order to unite the Three Hammers once again and form the Three Hammers Council,

Duque very unkindly wished Magni well in his heart. Prepare to be a lord!

Of course, Duque now looked completely unconcerned. After Magni had finished and calmed down, he said, "Things are far more troublesome than we thought. The latest information I received shows that the remnants of the Blackrock Orcs, the Black Iron Dwarves, and the Elemental Lord faction that escaped from the Battle of the Scorching Gorge all seem to be on the move. "

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