It was fine to fight the war to defend the country. That was a war where even if they lost their pants, they wouldn't even frown. But suddenly, in order to kill evil, they had to travel across the galaxy and send a larger army to another world. It was conceivable that this would cause widespread debate within the Alliance.
Now that Duque said that they needed to slow down, it would undoubtedly make the people below heave a sigh of relief.
Duque turned to William. "You just wanted to ask me why I want to form an alliance with the Horde, right?"
"Yes. That's right. "
"May I ask, whose territory is Draenor?"
Everyone heard this and immediately understood.
Even after the terrifying explosion, according to the intelligence, there were still many Orcs living on the shattered Draenor Planet.
Duque continued, "If the Horde is just this one in Azeroth, even if the Orcs, Taurens, Trolls, Goblins, and the Forsaken are united, how many people can they have? Two hundred thousand, at most! Not to mention two hundred thousand, even if the Horde had a population of one million, I wouldn't care. But, it's different in Draenor. "
Queen Sylvie, who had just been playing with the spoils of war, strode over. "How many Horde are there in Draenor?"
"Adult Warriors, no less than three million. Now the latest intelligence is that Illidan is acting as the Burning Legion's pawn, working with the Lord of the Abyss, Magtheridon, in an attempt to turn all Orcs into Fel Orcs. This means that if Illidan succeeds, we will have to face ten million strengthened Orcs. "After saying this, Duque added," At least! "
This time, the whole audience gasped.
Duke continued to ask, "Are there people who are thinking, 'At least we still control the Dark Portal?'"
Kalia shook her head. "Just like how we chose to destroy Ahn 'Qiraj's worm nest to prevent it from giving birth to more worms to harm the world. This time, we will not let those who tried to destroy Azeroth go. "
Relying on defense alone would never be reliable.
Passive defense was the choice of the weak. The real defense line was never those fortresses built on the pass, but a stronger army.
"Phew —" Duque let out a long sigh of relief. It was great to have Terenas out of the way. The entire Alliance was under his control, and he didn't have to worry about anyone holding him back. At this time, he said slowly, "That's why I agreed to form an alliance with the Horde. My biggest hope is to let Saar reestablish contact with the Orcs of Draenor and let him organize the Orcs to fight against Illidan's army."
"Could it be …" Duque knew that Magni wanted to ask if he would release the tiger back into the mountains.
Duque shook his head.
According to history, Saar would have returned to Nagrand in the Outland and become a disciple of a master, stepping onto the path of nature and changing from a simple warrior to a true shaman.
This Sal would be a more selfless and harmless leader.
"The Beastmen aren't the only powers in the Outer Realms. I have ordered Kael'thas to deal with the race that calls itself the Draenei. If possible, I hope to absorb the Draenei into the Alliance, because these Draenei believe in the path of the Holy Light, just like us! "At this point, Duque lightly hammered Theon's breastplate with his fist.
Among the many races in Azeroth, the dwarves, gnomes, and elves mostly formed an alliance with the humans because of benefits. The Draenei, on the other hand, joined the Alliance because of their religion and ideals.
In Duque's eyes, the Draenei joining the Alliance was a matter of course.
Moreover, the leader of the Draenei was Valen!
The respectable Valen was also known as the "Immortal". He had witnessed the destruction of countless worlds by the hands of the Burning Legion, and was one of the few people who could remember all of these worlds.
Valen's origins were unknown, but in his hometown, Argus, he was once a respectable leader. 25,000 years ago, the Dark Titan, Sargeras, had promised the people of Velen infinite power, but he had wisely rejected it. He foresaw that accepting this power would bring endless disasters.
However, the other two leaders of Eredar, Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, agreed to Sargeras's deal.
Valen realized that he no longer had a place in Argus. He and his brave followers rebelled against the Dark Titan, and with the help of the mysterious Holy Light creature, Naaru, escaped Argus.
These brave exiles began to call themselves the Draenei, or the "exiles". Who knew that Kil'jaeden, who had surrendered to Sargeras, had been organizing a demon army in the past 25,000 years, not letting these Draenei go.
Valen fought with the demon army for thousands of years, until he led his people to the world where the barbaric Beastmen lived. This became the refuge of this group of wanderers. They named this new world Draenor.
By the way, the Beastmen didn't recognize the name "Draenor". Basically, they would only call their homeland "our world".
Valen and his people lived a relatively peaceful and stable life in Draenor for hundreds of years. Although they knew that it was only a matter of time before the Burning Legion found them, they still worked very hard to coexist peacefully with the other races here.
Unfortunately, because a troublesome shaman named Ner'zhul discovered Kil'jaeden's will in the void, he was tricked, and so there were all kinds of conflicts between the Beastmen and the Draenei.
Under Ner'zhul's tricking, the various Beastmen clans gathered together, formed the old tribes, and directly broke through the largest settlement of the Draenei in Draenor, the holy city Shattrath.
The miserable Draenei had no fixed residence for a time, and were forced to Zangarmarsh. Many Draenei even lost their minds, and became like wandering ghosts, wandering in the swamp.
Now, Duque was very sure that Valen, the ancient prophet, was very clear that the Draenei would face a new threat.
The Immortal had to protect his people, otherwise the entire Draenei race would be swallowed by darkness.
And the appearance of the Alliance just happened to be the biggest opportunity for the Draenei to survive and multiply.
"Kael'thas sent a letter, saying that the leader of the Draenei, Valen, wishes to meet me," Duque said.
"Are you going?" Jaina asked.
"Yes, of course I'm going, but not now. The Alliance needs rest and time … "At this point, Duque patted William's shoulder." William, go on my behalf and reach a preliminary agreement with Valen, okay? I still have to busy myself with the magic net. "
"Okay, Uncle Duque." A sharp light flashed in William's eyes. He knew that this was a rare opportunity to sharpen himself and prove himself.
After a simple discussion, Duque first returned to Naxxramas, and then he summoned the Twin Emperors.
With a smack, he threw C 'Thun's tentacle on the ground.
"Okay, you two, is there anything else you're hesitating about?"
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