"Here, the Burning Legion uses the Furnace of Death to mass produce Hellfire. We must destroy the Burning Legion's arsenal. But please note, because this place is very important, there are not only a large number of Heaven's Punishment Walkers and Terror Rulers, there are also a few Fel Mechs, as well as Lord of the Abyss Makadon, Mogororon, Shivala's Prophetess, Kavirin, and many other powerhouses. "
Three days ago, she had been pushed from a newbie who hadn't even led five soldiers to a captain who led two thousand men and a small experimental B Squadron.
How many days had it been?
She was about to be asked to lead ten thousand people?
And it was to attack the Burning Legion's important stronghold?
According to the intelligence, there were almost a thousand Heaven's Punishment Walkers and Terror Rulers, not to mention the powerhouses. Normally, an Intermediate Demon would require a team of at least five Beginner Professions to be able to contend against it.
Not to mention the Lord of the Abyss who could single-handedly destroy an entire regular infantry regiment.
Even if the Alliance had the support of the Flying Battleships, their combat power was simply not proportional!
Not to mention her and the two dwarven leaders, even Marad, who was most obedient, widened his eyes and was speechless.
"I … I … I …" Hoof said the word 'I' three times in a row, but could not find the words to refute.
"What are you afraid of? If something happens, I will naturally take responsibility. "Apart from the higher-ups of the Alliance, no one knew how much power this so-called Alliance Envoy had.
"Speaking of which, where are we going to get 10,000 soldiers?" Highlord Yorregar asked in return.
Duque pointed at him. "Don't we still have your troops?"
"Damn it! Mother Rock above, the stronghold is not built yet, and you're asking me to pull the defense troops out? "
Duque shrugged. "There's no other way. The stronghold is already a threat to our shipping routes. There have been no enemies attacking the stronghold recently, so we might as well pull half of the defense troops out to clear the rear. "
Yorregar was so angry that he almost stomped his feet.
At this moment, Imriel's eyes were gleaming with determination. "It's alright. I believe that Sir Envoy must have his reasons for making such a seemingly unplanned decision. Perhaps … it will be like the Royal … Royal Brothel Squad from last time. There are some existences that we don't know about, but are still powerful enough to help us destroy the enemy. "
Imriel puffed out his chest and sucked in his stomach. His words made it difficult for Duque to continue his act.
You son of a bitch! You already have the aura of a fanatic and a martyr, why would I need to pretend!
Speaking of which, do your parents know that you're so smart?
Originally, Duque did want to cultivate the hoof's ability, and he also wanted to cultivate her trust. Since he had been seen through, there was no point in hiding anymore.
Duque smiled. "You saw through it? That's fine. Since you're smart this time, let's see if your cleverness has backfired on you. "
"Uh …"
The hoof had not finished thinking about what Duque meant.
Duque waved his hand, and on the vast 3D map in the fortress command room, a huge green arrow appeared. It extended from the western entrance of the Moon Shadow Valley all the way to the front of the fortress.
"This is …"
Bu Laing smacked his lips. "Green skin."
Duque raised his eyebrows.
As expected, hatred was not so easily forgotten. Twenty-four years, for humans, was at least a generation. For the Dwarves, who lived longer, it was just a growing experience in one generation.
It was not that Bu Laing did not know who Mark's original body was, but he still could not control himself. This was very telling.
As expected … Regarding the Alliance's recent efforts to support the Beastmen and rescue the millions of Beastmen, the dissatisfaction had spread from the bottom up.
Of course, the wise people would pay more attention to the threat of the Burning Legion in the future.
But the feelings of the people and soldiers were more direct.
Think about it, even the Dwarves, the old members of the Alliance, were like this, let alone the Draenei who had been fighting with the Beastmen a while ago. Even a kind-hearted little girl like the hoof, who did not know much about the affairs of the world, had a helpless expression on her face.
Duque, who was in Karazhan, bared his teeth.
Then, Mark, who was in the Wildhammer Fortress, laughed.
"Maybe … some people will ask, isn't this part of the entrance of the Moon Shadow Valley flooded? Or maybe some people will ask, since when did the Alliance have to rely on the green skin? I want to say, you're all wrong. "
Is there a mistake?
Unknowingly, when Mark Dooku stood up and pressed his hands on the 3D map table, the aura that he revealed when he leaned forward slightly shocked everyone.
This was not an ordinary aura.
This was an aura that was calm and unhurried!
This was an aura that made everything in the world work for him!
When this oppressive aura suddenly spread out, everyone had a premonition that in the next second, this Alliance envoy's words would be extremely shocking, even earth-shattering.
As expected …
"The entrance of the valley was flooded? Hehe! The Alliance said that it's a lake! That's a lake! If they say that it's land, it's land! Don't forget, how did the water come about? Similarly, about relying on the green skin … you're thinking too much. Wherever the Alliance wants the tribe to go to fight, wherever they send their warriors to die, they have to go! Because this is the general trend! "
"Remember! The Alliance has never been a pitiful organization for the weak to hug each other for warmth! If we want to avoid the Burning Legion's persecution, we can just hide in Azeroth, which has the planet's protection array. Why organize an expeditionary army from the outer realm? "
"We're here to chop off the Burning Legion's claws! If you dare to reach out to Azeroth, you must be mentally prepared to have your claws and even your head chopped off by us. The Alliance can protect women and children, but it won't protect cowards! Whether it's humans, dwarves, or draenei, everyone who joins the Alliance and the Alliance must be mentally prepared to sacrifice themselves for this. "
"Don't be afraid of whatever Kil 'jaeden! The Alliance Commander, Duke Marcus, is already a demigod! He killed the Demon King, Sargeras, and assassinated the Legion Commander, Archimonde! If Kil 'jaeden dares to come, he will definitely kill Kil' jaeden as well. "
"The matters above the clouds will naturally be settled by the Great Gods above the clouds. We just do what we need to do, understand?"
His words were like a barrage of cannons, and everyone in the command center was stunned.
It didn't matter if he was a high and mighty king, or a general who climbed up from the commoners.
Imriel couldn't help but cover his mouth.
What a heroic spirit that was!
Moving mountains and rivers, driving the enemy to his own use, cutting off the claws and scales of the universe's nightmares, this kind of spirit at the end of the mortal world's power, was this the supreme courage of the Lord Commander that he had never met?
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