As a transmigrator who was familiar with history, Duque had a huge advantage at this moment.
He did not want to cheat a certain race with long ears, but he knew very well that some members of the Alliance could not be invited and were in a hurry. It did not matter if it was out of arrogance, or that this country was a scum.
In any case, he would never mention this possibility.
After all, the biggest difference on the Horde's side had already appeared — Lord Howl's Groom Hellscream! Since Lord Howl was here, then the Warsong Clan that was supposed to stay in Draenor was likely to appear. No, it was very likely that they had already appeared, on the other side of the Sador Bridge.
It was just that the ones attacking the bridge now were unknown small clans, so there was no way to confirm it.
Since Gul 'dan had reopened the Dark Portal, then the clans that were supposed to stay might appear. For example, the future Lich King Ner 'zhul's Shadowmoon Clan, or Kargath Bladefist's Shatterpalm Clan … There were more than ten famous clans.
Now that the Blackrock Clan was heavily injured, any reinforcements were possible.
For the final victory, Duque had long decided to drag down more of the original allies that belonged to the Alliance.
Duque retreated after he finished speaking. King Terenas of Lordaeron raised his head slightly. "Alright, everyone, do you have more information about the evil Orcs to share with the kings here?"
The surroundings were silent.
"If not, I suggest that we start voting now on whether to form a strong Alliance to fight against the evil Orc Tribe that is bent on conquering the entire World of Azeroth. Please note that we are now discussing the formation of a military Alliance. Every country that joins the Alliance has the obligation to help each other. They can either provide money, manpower, or directly send troops. Countries that refuse to join will not receive help from the Alliance when faced with the Horde's attack. Alright, that's all I have to say. Those who agree to join this Alliance, please raise your hand! "
Originally, the atmosphere was very good. From Laing's point of view, with this momentum, forming an Alliance was a sure thing. No matter how one looked at it, it would be a matter of course, and all nine countries would join the Alliance. Laing was a little excited just thinking about it. As long as the Alliance was formed, would the nine countries not be able to defeat the Horde? Taking back Stormwind City and rebuilding the foundation of his ancestors depended on this.
Who knew that at this moment, Magni's loud voice could be heard again.
"Hey! Wait a minute! Have any of you agreed to help the Ironforge? Without any reinforcements, just relying on the dwarves in the southern continent to hold back the orcs? Is this what you mean by helping each other? "
King Terenas looked displeased. The dwarves were always so direct. He had to interrupt Magni Bronzebeard. "Since we are forming an alliance, we will definitely help each other. What we need to do now is to set the framework, and then decide how to assist, how to coordinate … "
The Dwarf Prince, whose beard was so long that it almost reached the ground, showed his straightforward nature. "No, no, no, I hate to hear the official terminology of you humans. We dwarves are very direct. Is there any help? When and where? Quantity? Personnel? If they can really provide us with enough aid and support, we, the Iron Stove Fort, will join. If not, then I won't waste my time here. I'll hurry back and kill a few more Beastmen. "
Magni's shameless extortion made all the human kings frown. At this moment, more than one king had his own plans. As a country that had already been attacked, the Beastmen were not people who would stop until they succeeded. The dwarves would not give up their own capital. If that was the case, even if the humans did not help, the dwarves would fight the Beastmen to the death, and drag down a large portion of the Beastmen's forces.
In a split second, more than one king was prepared to abandon the dwarves.
In 'history', they did the same. In fact, this was not a very nice thing to do, and it caused a few countries in the alliance to appear united, but actually divided. In the original process, the dwarves only officially joined the alliance when the humans attacked the wetlands and broke into Dan Moluo, saving the dwarves who had been bitterly defending for a long time.
But, Duque was here!
"Enough!" Duque suddenly shouted. "Since you dwarves see the alliance as an exchange of benefits, then we can do it, seeing that we have a common enemy. In three days, Stormwind's fleet can reach the deep waters southeast of the wetlands, Blackwater Moor. We will give you 10,000 peacebloom and silverleaf flowers, 20,000 heather grass, and 5,000 setback grass. In exchange, we need 15,000 fine steel longswords made by the dwarves. If you don't have them, you can use the standard dwarven battleaxes instead. "
Anyone with a bit of common sense would know that these were low-grade alchemy materials, used to make low-grade healing potions. In a war of this level, high-grade materials were not used much, because high-grade alchemists were needed, and the production would decrease.
In contrast, low-grade materials were more useful, because alchemy apprentices had a lot of them.
Finished products were hard to get, but getting potion materials was definitely a pleasant surprise.
Magni was stunned that Duque was so well prepared. Iron Stove Castle did need help, but Magni was putting more pressure on the newly formed alliance. He did not expect the humans to have any preparations. In his imagination, it would take at least half a month to prepare. He only wanted a more specific promise from the human kings, so that he could confirm whether the humans wanted to use the dwarves as cannon fodder.
But Duque had undoubtedly outmaneuvered him. This was a meeting of the kings, and Duque would not make empty promises. Either Duque was the biggest liar, trying to trick him into joining the alliance on behalf of the dwarves. Either that, or the Stormwind Kingdom had really made ample preparations for this war.
It was obvious that the Stormwind Kingdom had come prepared. Stormwind, who was eager to destroy the orcs and restore their kingdom, would not trick the dwarves on such a matter.
Magni froze, and his expression turned from anger to joy. It was ecstasy!
The dwarf prince was also shameless. No, it should be said that he had no shame or integrity to speak of. He immediately apologized. "Sorry! Sorry! My heart was filled with thoughts of my brothers and sisters in Iron Stove Castle who were injured and unable to receive treatment. I was too emotional. I should not have doubted you humans. "
Laing had no idea that Duque had done so many things. Laing knew that Duque would never lie to him about such things. He stood up. "Prince Magni Bronzebeard, as long as we join the alliance, we will be brothers in life and death. I can promise you that Benedict, the Archbishop of Stormwind, will be willing to lead the priests to our brothers in the alliance to help heal our allies. "
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