Duque's heart skipped a beat.
Vashj's reminder was indeed useful.
The Alliance's current territory was too large. If they wanted to bully the lower tribes, the Alliance's military strength was definitely enough. To defend against the Lich King, who stood at the top of the Demigod level, the Alliance's current defense was not enough.
If Arthas personally came to destroy their homes, not to mention small towns, except for the Dalajan who could attack and defend, most of the capital cities would not be able to do so.
Excluding Duque's Karazhan, at most, the Watchtower, as well as the Fearless Fortress and Naxxramas, which were under construction, could withstand it.
Wherever Arthas appeared, the entire airspace would be dominated by frost elements. Unless Duque personally made a move, no one would be able to teleport over.
Demigods were not easy to make a move. After killing Kil 'jaeden with a big move, Elune had already spoken, telling Duque to take it easy.
The great power used by the True Gods of Azeroth and Demigods was, after all, the energy of planet Azeroth. If it was overused, it would hurt the vitality of planet Azeroth.
The last time he killed C 'Thun, the planet's vitality had already been greatly damaged. It was in the recovery period and could not afford to make any more trouble.
Damn!
Duque could not make a move casually, and conversely, Arthas did not dare to leave Northrend casually. Without the geographical bonus of that icy and snowy continent, would Arthas dare to fight him, Duque, when he had the geographical advantage?
This was a big question mark.
There were many strong people on the other side who could come out and cause trouble, but there were only a few who had the deterrent power of a nuclear strike.
Vashj's reminder was very good. Since it was impossible to predict the enemy's target, he would use the enemy's weakness and force the enemy to hit the designated target.
Duque tilted his head and smiled at Vashj.
Vashj understood at that moment and bent down to move closer to Duque.
Duque did not have any desire. He only caressed her smooth face and gently said, "Since I casually changed your fate back then, and you have chosen to follow me now, I swear I will let you live a good life."
Vashj smiled faintly and gently held Duque's hand, rubbing it. "Being able to serve Master is my greatest wish …"
She put her mind in the right place. She had arrived too late and missed the rise of Duque. If she couldn't enter a man's heart during his difficult times, then the weight of this woman in a man's heart would always be limited.
This was a matter of timing. Once missed, there would be no more opportunities.
The three Windrunner sisters, Tyrande, Jaina, Illucia and Kalia, these seven had an unshakable position in Duque's harem.
Vashj could only play the role that was most considerate and could help Duque the most. Only then could she ensure her position. At the very least, she would be the number one person in the harem.
At this point, she had more and more hope of success.
Duque calmed his mind and sent a magic message. Soon, the portal at the top of the Karazhan Tower opened, and Jaina's beautiful figure appeared.
Before Jaina entered Duke's study, Vashj obediently performed a maid's salute and retreated.
"Good day, Madam." Vashj bowed to Jaina as she left.
"Hello, Celaika."
"Thank you, Madam."
Just the details of how they addressed each other was enough for the two to complete a friendly exchange. Jaina had not married Duque yet, so calling her Majesty or Lady Proudmoore would seem too distant. Calling her 'Madam' was a compliment to Jaina and an acknowledgment of her position in Duque's harem.
Jaina called Vashj Celaika because she acknowledged her special position by Duque's side.
The two brushed past each other. Jaina closed the door after entering the room and went straight to the point.
"Is it about Arthis? Is she going to provoke him again? Will it succeed? "Jaina was very smart and immediately guessed the key point.
Back in the Felwood Forest, Jaina did not have any psychological burden after messing with Arthis once. It was just that she did not think that Arthis would kneel in the same place twice.
Duque shook his head. "No, it was barely successful back then. Now that Arthis has merged with Ner 'zhul's will, it is even more impossible to succeed. He is calmer now. "
"Huh? Then what should we do? " Jaina very naturally walked around Duque's desk and sat on Duque's lap.
Duque smiled and completed the posture of carrying her. "Doesn't Arthis never forget that he is the master of Lordaeron?"
Jaina naturally understood. "Then I will visit Lordaeron?"
Duque smirked and kissed Jaina. "I will go in private. We will go this far together. "
Lordaeron used to be the only pearl of the Alliance.
After Arthis killed his father 15 years after the Dark Portal, Lordaeron once fell and became a city of death. After that, Anastrian occupied it for a short time and almost turned it into a city of darkness, which then became a tumor in the Alliance. Fortunately, when Lordaeron was on the verge of destruction, Duque first brought out Kalia Menethil, the legitimate heir. Later, he organized an army of the Alliance to drive away the Sun King, which led to the revival of Lordaeron.
Ten years had passed. Almost the entire land of the Eastern and Western Plaguelands had now been decayed. Now, with the help of Tyrande and Malfurion, and the help of the Druids of the Cenarion Circle, the rotten soil was finally purified.
Those that could not be purified were all taken to the Endless Sea and thrown into the Great Whirlpool.
Kalia discussed with the ministers and renamed the Eastern and Western Plaguelands to the Eastern and Western Holy Light. This name was actually quite suitable for the current situation.
After all, in the former Eastern Plaguelands, there was the Holy City of Stratholme, which had changed history, and the Holy Light's Hope Chapel.
In the Western Plaguelands, there was Uther's Tomb in the south of Andorhal, which had been destroyed by the Calamity Army. With the support of Duque and Kalia, Tirion Fordring and Gavinrad Doom, the only two remaining Five Silver Sages, had changed Andorhal into the headquarters of the Silver Hand Knights.
There were more than 10,000 knights stationed there for a long time. There was also a mechanized corps composed entirely of humans, with 600 tanks of various types and 30 flying battleships. There was also a Dalajan Mages, as well as more than 1,000 Paladins or Paladin apprentices.
It was precisely because they had suffered the greatest destruction and degradation that the people of Lordaeron had the strongest will of the Holy Light.
In front of the Teleportation Portal of New Lordaeron City, the Royal Knights were lined up neatly, holding their shining swords high. They welcomed the visiting Queen Kurtiras with the most orderly military formation amidst the music.
"Sister Kalia —"
"Sister Gianna —"
The two beautiful queens hugged each other warmly. Unlike the formal greetings between the heads of state, their special identities as members of Duque's harem made them really close like sisters.
Even the most picky person would not be able to find any trace of hypocrisy when looking at them.
The new nobles of Lordaeron looked at them with pure admiration on their faces.
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