"I'm just rubbing."
As a member of Duque's harem, how could they not know that Duque's next sentence was "I'm not going in."
All of a sudden, all of Duque's women burst out laughing.
"I'm just rubbing, I'm not going in." This was the biggest lie exclusive to men in the world.
He said he wasn't going in, but he still went in in the end!
Duque's description was simply terrible.
Only the hoof was dumbfounded and couldn't turn the corner, "Kil 'jaeden is a male, right? Could it be … "
Duque suddenly felt despair, "Metaphor, this is just a metaphor! My sexual orientation is normal, okay. "
Back to business, everyone understood that Du Ke was going to launch a feint attack and not a feint.
If they ignored the Tomb of Sargeras for too long, Kil 'jaeden would jump out and reorganize the chaotic Burning Legion, bringing heavy pressure to the Allied Army.
It wasn't appropriate to go all out now because the Pillars of Creation were not complete. If they couldn't fight, they would fall into the egg trap.
So Duque would put on an all-out attack to suppress the Tomb of Sargeras's demon army. However, the real attack depended on Duque. More accurately, it depended on the progress of the Night Stronghold's attack.
Once Gul 'dan was killed, it would be time for the attack.
After deciding on the general direction, how to carry it out was up to the various leaders.
As the commander, Duque was the helmsman. The following details would naturally be handled by the leaders and the various staff officers, as well as the marshals and generals.
Coming out of the throne room, Duque suddenly felt a little tired. It was mental.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't nervous to negotiate with a super powerful being like Aman 'sur in one go.
Because he had already done the best he could, the fatigue was also the greatest.
Duque returned to his official residence in Naxxramas. Unexpectedly, Aurelia was already waiting there.
"What's the matter?"
"No, I just wanted to comfort you. Don't put too much pressure on yourself." The mature, steady, and infinitely gentle female elf gave her lover a very comfortable smile.
Aurelia led Duque to the chaise longue in the bedroom and let Duque lie on her plump thighs. She skillfully cleaned Duque's ears.
"You know me the best. You can tell that I'm tired." Feeling the smoothness and elasticity of the elf's thigh on his face, Duque let out a moan of comfort.
"Don't forget, I'm your first woman!" Aurelia deftly used a cotton swab to tickle Duque's ear. "Is there a lot of pressure?"
"Of course it is. I'm carrying the fate of the entire planet on my shoulders! You know, I can see a lot of things. But I'm always afraid … what if I'm wrong? "
"Even if you have the strongest foresight in Azeroth, and the strongest combat ability. Don't forget, everyone doesn't exist alone in this world. "
"Huh?"
"You always think that the fate of the soldiers and people of the Alliance will change because of your decisions. But you and the millions of people of the Alliance, didn't you also come this far because of the decisions of your predecessors? Everyone has to be responsible for their own decisions. Since everyone recognizes your decision and elects you as the commander of the Alliance. Then whether you succeed or fail, this is something that everyone has to face together. It's not your personal success, nor your personal failure. "
Aurelia continued to persuade him.
"But I'm still a little scared! The more you have, the more you're afraid of losing. Maybe that's how I feel. "Duque smiled bitterly.
"I think being scared is actually a good thing. It proves that you are not arrogant, still have humility, and still have a heart of fear for the world. I think only this kind of leader is the most perfect leader. "
Activating his divine vision, Duque's vision transcended space. He quietly watched the sky outside Naxxramas, watching the unpredictable flowing clouds under the sky. At this moment, a string in his heart was faintly stirred.
There seemed to be a lot of figures and things appearing in front of him. It was the heroes of Azeroth who should have died long ago in history, and the kingdoms that had long been destroyed.
The powerful Alliance now, the revived kingdoms, were more like illusions in the long river of history.
Now, Duque seemed to see two histories with the same foundation, but completely different results, overlapping with each other.
A gust of wind blew out of nowhere, bringing with it the aura of the past, mixed with the debris that flowed out from today's war. It gathered together in a frenzy, turning into a torrent of storms that traversed the sky, charging into the future …
Duque suddenly understood something.
Do your best, leave your fate to fate, and have a clear conscience.
If you win, you have a harem all over the world. If you lose, you take your wives and run away.
It was that simple!
Duque was comfortable.
Duque was comfortable, and Duque's sword was also active. Even though Aurelia was an old married couple, she couldn't help blushing. After thinking about it, she put the sword back into its scabbard.
Three days later, the Alliance launched the largest attack in history on the Tomb of Sargeras area.
With the three major flying fortresses, Naxxramas, Dalajan, and Sky Fortress as the core, more than 10,000 flying ships, 100,000 tanks and armored vehicles of various types, 300,000 Titan creations, and three million Alliance soldiers, all pressed towards the Tomb of Sargeras.
Looking at the magnified optical image on the screen of the command post.
Duque was filled with emotion.
The Tomb of Sargeras looked like an ancient building standing on a hill full of traces of seaweed.
Next to the huge square brick road full of moss stood a semicircular arch decoration.
It looked no different from other ancient ruins in Azeroth.
Not many people knew that Sargeras's huge remains were buried under the ruins that covered a vast area.
Long before the first year of the Dark Portal, when Aegwynn was still the guardian of Azeroth, Sargeras came to Azeroth again.
Sargeras didn't appear in his original body, only part of his avatar.
His target seemed to be Aegwynn, wanting to destroy her and open the way for the Burning Legion's invasion.
The result was the opposite. He was defeated by Aegwynn, just like Archimonde on Mount Hyjal today, who died there.
But unlike Archimonde, whose brain was mostly muscles, Sargeras was faking his defeat for his own plan.
He could directly destroy all the planets in the universe, but he couldn't do anything to Azeroth. The active protective magic circle left by the Pantheon weakened him, and the stronger his own power, the more difficult it was to enter the World of Azeroth. Therefore, when fighting Aegwynn, his own power was very weak.
After defeating Sargeras' avatar, Aegwynn was worried that if the huge body was left alone, it might cause more terrible consequences. But destroying it might release the nightmarish evil power within.
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