On the Alliance's side, Duque, who was in his own study in Karazhan, felt his balls ache when he heard that Thrall was really going to send Salufar over.
Damn, was he really going to repeat the Gate of Heaven's Wrath?
The answer was obvious — only a moron would do such a thing.
In history, it was the Stormwind City Regent, Duke Bolvar Fordragon, and Salufar who led the Alliance and Horde armies to fight side by side against the Gate of Heaven's Wrath.
Then, Lich King Arthas, who was supposed to be in charge of the Icecrown Fortress, appeared.
How could Salufar, who had the word "brave" carved on his chest, be afraid when he suddenly saw the enemy boss?
He just went for it!
He wanted to hack Arthas to death with his axe.
In the end, not only did the Japanese not succeed, but they were also taken advantage of. Second Fool used [Frostmourne] to cleanly cut down Salufar Jr.
Just as the war was about to break out, the allied forces fell into the Dreadlord Varimathas's trap. Master Potioneer Putray of the Royal Pharmacist Association of Undercity betrayed them. This old fox used a new plague to kill all the undead, Alliance, and Horde soldiers at the Gate of Heaven's Wrath.
Duke Bolvar was on his last breath, and Lich King Arthas retreated with heavy injuries.
The Red Dragon Queen, who rushed over after hearing the news, found that the poison was spreading quite seriously. If it wasn't suppressed, all of Northrend would become a world of death. After all, the Dragon Slumber Temple was also in Northrend!
Alexstrasza directly ordered the Red Dragon Legion to set fire to the battlefield with a powerful and blazing dragon breath to suppress the spread of the plague.
In the original battle at the Gate of Heaven's Wrath, it could be said that the Calamity, the Alliance, the Horde, and even Sylvanas were the losers.
It was like four people playing mahjong, and everyone had lost. In the end, the mahjong table was winning money.
The situation in this life was very different from history.
Duque couldn't afford to lose any of the Alliance's higher-ups just for a little Salufar who only knew how to be reckless. Moreover, there were so many veterans of the Alliance who had changed their fates and survived. When would it be Bolvar's turn to fight?
So far, Bolvar didn't have any notable achievements. He was just someone who looked after Varian's house.
Duque couldn't bear to send Young Salufar off with William and his team.
"But won't Anastrian cause trouble?" Duque seemed to be muttering to himself. But there were two other beings in the room!
"Without a doubt."
"Definitely."
The two voices spoke almost at the same time, and then they looked at each other. Queen Salolas took the initiative to lower her head and avoid eye contact, while Vashj, who was dressed in a white lace maid uniform, raised her chin slightly, seemingly a little proud.
Duque rested his chin on his hand. He knew that Vashj was faking it. She used to be a palace maid. First, she fought secretly with other maids in the palace for a thousand years. Then, she fought openly and covertly in the dark underwater world for ten thousand years. Her skill in palace fights was no less than that of the Eredar Twins.
If Duque hadn't secretly held back before Vashj became a Naga and inadvertently made himself her only beacon of hope, Duque wouldn't have the confidence to control such a powerful demigod with a fickle personality.
Moreover, Duque didn't trust the Eredar Twins.
It was indeed more suitable for Vashj to suppress them.
"Salolas, I want you to keep an eye on the tribe's bones."
Salolas immediately understood. "I'll focus my attention on the guys other than Anastrian."
In a rare moment, Duke and Saloras looked at each other and smiled.
It was good to have a smart subordinate. As a female demon who had personally come into contact with the Sun King, she could be said to have an extremely accurate grasp of the human heart.
Since the Sun King wasn't willing to jump out immediately when Kil 'jaeden descended and shout' welcome to the king's army ', then he definitely wouldn't dare to personally make a move on such a small matter in Noscent.
Now, he had a very advantageous position. Back then, he had persuaded a few Dreadlords to rebel against the Lich King. Afterwards, these few Dreadlords followed him into the tribe. According to him, these guys were just like the demon pets enslaved by the Warlock … They were very obedient.
This was bullsh * t!
Even Duke did not dare to say that he could completely control the Eredar Gemini. How could a mere Breaking Dawn from the Anastrian District dare to say that he could control a few Dreadlords that were at least at the beginner stage of the Void Lord rank?
He was already on Kil 'jaeden's side, so it was reasonable for him to collude with the Dreadlords. If anything happened, at worst, he would push the Dreadlords out to take the blame.
It didn't matter even if Saar didn't trust him. The tribe seriously lacked magic professions, and just relying on the tribe's second-rate Warlocks wasn't enough. As long as he still had value, Saar wouldn't casually deal with him and his Forsaken subordinates.
Letting Salolas monitor the Forsaken was like fighting poison with poison.
The only thing that made Duque a little uncertain was Arthas' next move. Arthas, who had already become a Lich King, was extremely arrogant. Back then, Duque had slapped him in the face, once broke his hand, once chopped his waist, and even robbed Jaina. With Arthas' personality, he definitely wouldn't be able to take this lying down.
Now, as expected, the plague that spread the Scourge had come. However, in the face of Salolas' methods, the few weaklings from the Cursing Sect quickly confessed how many times their former boss had been to the brothel.
Moreover, the Alliance had recently implemented the strictest quarantine system. Any food that was over a hundred kilograms had to be personally inspected by a Cleric before it could be circulated in the market. Furthermore, it was inspected once a day.
This move of the Scourge Army … had tricked the Horde, and the Alliance was unharmed. At the same time, the Alliance also managed to gain a wave of reputation. When the Holy Knights publicly burned the cultists of the Cursing Sect, together with the food that had been corrupted by the plague, outside the main cities, the people's calls for battle reached its peak.
This level of conspiracy was at most harassment.
Originally, in history, Naxxramas had once again visited the territories of the Alliance and the Horde, announcing the return of the Lich King with death and destruction. Now, Naxxramas had nothing to do with the two idiots. Duque had put a lot of effort into the Flying Fortress, making this fortress no less inferior to Duque's own Mage Tower.
Only an idiot would think of attacking Naxxramas by force. Otherwise, avoiding a Flying Fortress directly under the jurisdiction of a Demigod would be the right thing to do.
Of course, Duque couldn't take Naxxramas to the Icecrown Fortress. Although Naxxramas was easy to use, it had a fatal flaw – it wasn't on any source of magic. Although the characteristics of the Titan Creations allowed it to float in the air with only a small amount of energy.
In order to maintain its floating state, it ultimately relied on the support of Duque's Weave.
The Icecrown Fortress was located on the largest elemental passage between the Frost Elemental Realm and Azeroth.
Who was strong and who was weak, it was clear at a glance.
At this time, Vashj swayed her waist, walked over, and gently massaged Duque's shoulders, reminding Duque, "Men always want face …"
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