Duque fell into a strange state of slumber.
On the surface, he was waiting for the Red Dragon to leave, but in reality, he was still trapped in the Emerald Dream.
The red dragon didn't realize this, Nesario didn't realize it, and neither did Sasha and the others who were lurking behind Duque.
Almost at the same time, in a Dalajan military camp, a large group of people were busy.
It was a huge stone gate.
The door was made of purple crystal pillars that conformed to the Dalajan style. Of course, it wasn't as ridiculously huge as the Dark Portal, but it was still one of the best portals in the world.
The illusory purplish-blue portal had yet to fully open. When the bystanders looked over, they could only see complete darkness on the other side.
Almost a hundred Dalajan Mages were nervously inspecting every single Magical Array.
The Earth Mage was testing his mana output.
The Morning Star Wizard was checking if the structure of the magic formation was complete.
A Kirin Tor Councilor and a Silver Moon Councilor were standing at a high place, commanding everything.
"It seems like this world hasn't had such a large-scale teleportation in almost a thousand years, right?" The Silver Moon Parliament member muttered to himself.
In the square next to it, thousands of people were also busy.
They were not ordinary soldiers. Almost every one of them was fully armed and had a knight insignia on the chest of their armor. At the very least, it was a knight apprentice insignia. Meanwhile, the knights' servants were nervously conducting the final checks on their equipment. Weapons, equipment, and a small amount of water and rations.
Behind them were a large number of Professions — Hunters, Rogues, Priests, and Mages.
In front of these knights, there were a few Holy Knights clad in bright silver armor, their bodies glowing with holy light. They had a name that resounded throughout the Alliance and the Horde — Knights of the Silver Hand.
If one were to look carefully, they would notice that most of their weapons were enchanted with the [Dragon Slayer] spell that was specific to the Dragon Race.
Even if half of the Dalajan Mages were to gather for the teleportation, it was impossible for them to have the same teleportation ability as the Dark Portal, much less transport an army of a hundred thousand in one go.
One thousand people, 1,200 at most. This was already the limit.
The most elite troops of the entire Rotterdam Kingdom were gathered there.
Almost everyone here had the strength to take down five Orc Warriors by themselves.
They were the elite of the elite.
They were the pride of Lordaeron.
There was a viewing platform at the back of the square. From this balcony, one could clearly see everything that was happening below. Terenas, the King of Lordaeron, stood with his head held high. He held the King's Scepter in his hand and said to Antonidas, "My military advisor told me that even if we were to face three Ancient Dragons at the same time, we would not be able to defeat them. Even this team can fight against him. "
Antonidas seemed to be thinking about something. After a few seconds, he replied, "Your consultant gave you a rather conservative estimate."
Terenas' face was filled with pride. "Lordaeron has failed before, but Lordaeron will rise again."
Daelin, Zeon, Laing, and Solas, who were standing near Terenas, frowned. They could sense that Terenas had used the word 'Lordaeron'.
Even Kael 'thas and Kudran Wildhammer, who were also spectating the ceremony, felt disgusted.
Ever since the incident with Lordaeron and Stormwind a few days ago, the kings had become even more vigilant.
Everyone knew that Lordaeron was not kind. After they failed to forcefully marry Illucia, the two countries had a war of words. When Lothar threatened to resign from his position as the Commander-in-Chief, Terenas finally gave in. He stripped that guy of his title and demoted him to a knight. He made the Paven Family publicly apologize, and at the same time, pushed the blame onto the messenger.
They said that the betrothal gift was actually 100,000 gold coins, not 1,000. They said that the guy's math was taught by a physical education teacher.
Anyway, it was a bunch of nonsense that even a child would not believe.
As a result, even if Lordaeron and Stormwind did not completely fall out, the seeds of conflict had already been planted.
If it was not for the fact that the Horde had occupied the entire southern continent and the Arathi Highlands, which was the bridgehead in the northern continent, perhaps the alliance would have already begun to split.
Everyone knew that Lordaeron was twisted. Perhaps it was because Lordaeron had always been a twisted superpower. It was just that they had not shown it before.
Now, Lordaeron refused to form an alliance on the grounds that the raid mission was not suitable for too many countries. In fact, the lineup of Lordaeron was something that all the countries might not be able to come up with even if they sold everything they had.
Hence, the kings at the side were extremely conflicted. They hoped that Lordaeron's raid could break the current passive situation of the alliance being beaten up, but they also secretly hoped that Lordaeron would not succeed.
After all, once they lost the last trump card, the Red Dragon, the Horde would very likely collapse. They could not imagine how arrogant Lordaeron would be after completing this important turning point of the battle.
Of course, this time, if Duque was here, he would say that Lordaeron was going to poke a hornet's nest live.
Terenas turned around and opened his arms to the kings. "Did you see that? The elites of Lordaeron are so strong! Did you see that? This is the heroic posture of a sure-win army. "
The kings saw the almost crazed expression on Terenas' face.
However, none of the kings said a word, except for Laing.
Ryan Wrynn strode forward. This seemingly ordinary movement was filled with a firm, cold, and sonorous feeling. Mograine, who was standing beside Terenas, could not help but narrow his eyes.
"General Menethil, I just want to tell you one thing. Never look down on those you think are just pawns …" With that, Laing walked away without looking back. Chief Marshal Anduin Lothar also left with Laing.
Within the Alliance, the way of addressing someone was very vague.
To be more intimate, one could call him by his name, adding "Your Majesty." For example, normally, Duque preferred to call Terenas "Your Majesty."
If it was business, then he would call the other party by their military rank. At this point, all kings were generals. It was not wrong for Laing to call Terenas that. But this way, the relationship between them was very cold.
But Lionel was Lionel. Even if he was the ruler of a fallen country, he would definitely not be snubbed. He was asking for it.
Laing's public flipping of the table in the political arena made Terenas' face turn sour.
Then, Terenas sneered. "Don't care about him. This is a righteous battle, and we will definitely win. If you are ready, please begin, Master. "
Antonidas did not like Terenas.
This was the shamelessness of politics. As one of the countries that had received enough benefits, Antonidas had to fully support this operation.
On the surface, this was purely Lordaeron's army. In reality, after the Dalajan received the benefits, they allowed many free mages to sign contracts and transfer to Lordaeron.
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