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Chapter 1932

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Duque had many identities. Basically, it was enough to remember that he was the strongest person in the Alliance, the creator of the Alliance, the creator and leader of the Alliance's current glory.

Duque still had a calm expression. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was proud of himself. He was still wearing his usual white robe with blue edges, which had almost become his trademark.

"Ah! Taylor, you're here. You and your brothers have worked hard on this mission. "

Taylor's mouth twitched for a long time before he saluted, "No, my brothers just put on a good show. It was easier than training, that's not a problem at all. The one who really worked hard is you, Commander Marcus. You're the one who worked the hardest in the entire Alliance. Compared to the hardships of the journey of time, this is nothing. "

"Sit." Duque pointed at the chair in front of the desk and then sat down.

General Taylor also sat down.

"Just in time. I'll take this opportunity to say these words to the leaders of the Throne Conference and the generals of the Alliance."

"Understood, Commander."

Duque snapped his fingers with his left hand. Suddenly, the heads of the leaders of the Throne Conference, as well as the images of over a hundred generals of the Alliance, appeared in the surrounding void.

"I believe you've already been informed that I'm back. Then let's cut the crap and go straight to the commentary. "

"Do you know why the Alliance is slowly advancing and allowing some of the Tribes to leave Orgrimmar? The Alliance clearly has the strength to destroy the Tribal armies a hundred times over. Why did they let those Tribes leave? "

Taylor shook his head. Most of the generals shook their heads.

This was the biggest doubt of the Alliance's frontline soldiers.

Duque flipped his hand and a holographic map of Azeroth appeared in front of the two of them.

Duque raised his finger and the territories occupied by the Alliance members were dyed blue, while the Tribes' territories were dyed red.

"The World of Azeroth is beautiful and huge. However, even in such a world, there was no room for two organizations the size of the Alliance. The dominance of the world, the uneven distribution of resources, the past war and hatred, all of these factors will inevitably lead the two organizations to war. "

"As a direct victim of the first and second Battle of the Dark Portal, I hate the Beastmen tribes more than anyone else. Emotionally, I can't wait to drag all the Beastmen out and hang them. "

"Unfortunately, I can't do it."

"Every intelligent race has an extremely tenacious life force. After the Second Battle of the Dark Portal, the Alliance spent ten years to clean up the Beastmen who had fled in all directions, but they still couldn't clean up all of them. If the Warsong Clan hadn't taken the initiative to retreat, the Tirisfal Woodland would still be a paradise for orcs today. "

"The Eredar tribe that joined the Burning Legion spent 25,000 years chasing the Draenei, who they viewed as' traitors'. Did they succeed? "

At this point, even Irill the Hoof had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"I infiltrated the Burning Legion. Unless it was a war that completely destroyed an entire planet or completely changed the living environment of the entire world, no intelligent race could wipe out another intelligent race with a large population. This is the lesson and warning left to us by countless civilizations. "

"But on the other hand, the Horde began to drag the Alliance back in the war against evil, and even showed absolute hostility. This is an indisputable fact."

"So what should the Alliance do to eliminate the huge hostile organization that is the Horde without violating the principles and principles of the Alliance?"

On the other side of each Magic Mirror, there was a soul that was deep in thought and reflection.

Most of the pro-war faction were avengers. They had an unforgettable hatred for the Horde, and they desired to completely destroy the Horde.

Most of the moderates were highly educated, and had a good international perspective and a rational heart. They saw more and further.

The moderates were easier to incite. With the leader of the Alliance, led by Duque, controlling the public opinion of the entire Alliance, they were the easiest to accept the official will of the Alliance. If it was possible, Duque could even change the Alliance to an imperial system within a few days, and he himself would be the Emperor.

Duque did not want that to happen.

This was the World of Azeroth, a real world with all kinds of intelligent races, all kinds of thoughts, and all kinds of possibilities.

Because of his transmigration, he had truly entered this world that had written countless heroic epics, and had the status, power, and harem that he had today.

Perhaps Duque was greedy and desired more, but this was not at the cost of wiping out the wisdom, power, and hard work of the other Alliance heroes.

Even in his harem, the women had their own ideas and standpoints.

So Duque preferred to let his subordinates think.

Acting rashly and killing blindly would not work.

This was because the Will of the World hoped that the mortals could completely unite and overcome the difficulties of the Burning Legion and the attack of the Ancient Gods. She certainly did not want to see too much pointless killing and internal friction.

So how would it be done?

Duque gave a hint. "Do you remember when we first arrived at Draenor, how did we deal with the relationship there and control the territory there?"

Imriel suddenly came to a realization. "Rope in the races that are closer to the ideals of the Alliance, and then attack the irredeemable evil races?"

That's right, that was what the Alliance did back then. Under Duque's leadership, a small team was sent to get in touch with the Draenei of Shattrath City, and they directly obtained a lot of valuable information and a reliable ally.

At the end of the day, it was the Draenei and Naaru's Holy Light that was closest to the teachings of the Alliance.

Duque nodded. "That's right! I plan to expand the Alliance after this war, and propose that the original tribes that are closer to the Alliance's ideals be brought into the Alliance, and give them the status and treatment of the allied countries. For example, the Tauren and Darkspear Trolls. "

When Duque said this, everyone could not help but look at Queen Sin 'dorei, and Sylvanas who appeared with Duque.

Queen Sylvanas pursed her lips. It was obvious that Duque had already informed her. "Whether it's Quel 'dorei or Sin' dorei, our former enemy was the Amani Trolls."

The trolls were also divided into many different clans. In fact, as the descendants of the ancient troll empire Amani, the Amani Trolls had nothing to do with the Darkspear Trolls. Even if the Darkspear Trolls wanted to get closer to their relatives, they would have to get closer to Zul 'Gurub, which was closer to Stormwind. That was the Gurubashi Trolls.

The blood elves did not object, which meant that the obstacle to the Darkspear Trolls joining the Alliance had been cleared.

"Of course, it's necessary to pull in one faction and fight another. Now that I've let the strongest Orc elites in the original tribes go to the South, I'm letting them face the final choice that fate has given them. "

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