What was rare was that both Duque and Thrall restrained their subordinates. They didn't even attack each other's scouts or civilians. Most of the time, the wolf riders and human riders would just look at each other, and one would head west, while the other headed east.
Every day, every moment, every minute, Thrall felt like he was walking on thin ice.
These days, Thrall didn't let [Doomhammer] move more than a meter away from him.
"Relax, Thrall. You won't make it to the Grimodor Continent like this," Grom Hell roared.
"I understand, but whether it's that terrifying Duque or the Death Knight Arthas, they're not enemies our tribe can fight against right now. I have to be careful. "Thrall opened his bloodshot eyes and shrugged.
"Duque won't attack us," Grom said confidently with [Bloodhowl] on his shoulder.
"How can you be so sure?" Thrall retorted.
"Based on my instincts as a top-level warrior." Grom poked his chest with his left thumb.
Thrall was momentarily speechless.
"Don't underestimate my instincts. I've been in this world for 15 years. I've seen almost all kinds of humans. Righteous, resolute, despicable, treacherous … but Duke Marcus is definitely the most special one. "Grom's blurred vision seemed to indicate that his soul had temporarily returned to the past.
"Why?"
"Because he's more like a prophet than a prophet. He knows how the situation will develop, and he'll know what needs to be done to turn the situation around. Whether it's our enemies or allies, they're all just pawns on his chessboard. He'll always choose to obtain the biggest victory with the smallest price. "
"Grom." Thrall sighed.
"Hmm?"
"That doesn't sound like something you would say."
Grom didn't think much of it. "Of course it's what Orgrim said."
"I knew it." Thrall sighed again, but he couldn't help but feel respect for both the former chief and Duque. "What a terrible opponent. People stand on the clouds and look down on the earth, but we can only rely on our intuition to find the way forward in the dark. "
When Sal unintentionally praised Duque, Duque himself was actually worried.
Now, he didn't know how the situation would develop.
The original history books could already be burned as firewood. Although Arthis committed patricide according to the original version, what happened next was far too different from the original version.
First, they attacked the Dalajan in advance, then Antonidas turned into a Great Lich, and the second Dalajan War. The latest news was that Arthas had sent Antonidas to command the newly received Dalajan Undead Legion to attack the South Sea city-state. Meanwhile, Arthis herself led the main force of the Scourge to attack the Wall of Thoradin.
Oh, the news from half an hour ago was that the Saladin Wall had fallen.
This was because Arthis had used [Frostmourne] to create a huge frozen slope, allowing hundreds of thousands of Undead to rush up the originally steep city walls along the slope, forcing the Stormgardians to fight a decisive battle without any geographical advantage.
Garin Trollbane was scared out of his wits. While he urgently recalled his soldiers to Torrent Castle to prepare to defend it, he sent a note to the Alliance, hoping to rejoin the Alliance.
Mograine and the other Lordaeron generals scoffed at such opportunists. Mograine didn't hide his disdain for Garin. "Good! You left the Alliance when there were no benefits, and now you want the Alliance's protection when your home is being attacked? "
As for Garlin, Duke also despised and hated him to the core. Knowing that Garin was another patricide, Duque didn't even have the thought of summoning Stormgardian back to the Alliance.
Before he had evidence of Garin's patricide, as long as Garin was king, letting the people of Torrent Castle return to the Alliance would be like putting a poisonous snake in his pants.
Duque wouldn't do such a suicidal thing.
He could only wait for Torrent Castle to fall or Garin to die before Duque came out to clean up the mess.
The South Sea City-State's defensive line was very solid.
Dwarves were the most loyal allies of humans. After hearing the news of Duque's return through magic transmission, Kudran Wildhammer decisively believed in Duque's judgment. He very boldly emptied the entire Eagle Nest Kingdom before the Scourge Army attacked the Hillsbrad Hills.
Most of the civilians had been evacuated to the wetlands across the sea through Southshore's port. The remaining Gryphons joined up with the main force of Magni Bronzebeard's Iron Furnace Castle to guard the long defensive line of the South Sea City-State.
Because Antonidas was unexpectedly weak and didn't have the demeanor of a Breaking Dawn Great Lich, this defensive line seemed impregnable under the cover of all kinds of black technology and enhanced firepower.
The Dark Portal, 3rd of August, Year 15.
The army led by Duque finally met up with Kurtiras' navy on the Northstream coast.
To the west was the Endless Sea that was once thought to be endless.
But at this moment, the entire coastline was like a dense forest of sails, connecting the sky and the sun, looking endless.
Seeing such an exaggerated number of fleets, even the proud people of Lordaeron had to admit that in the past ten years or so, the two new hegemons of the sea, Kurtiras and Stormwind, had long surpassed the imagination of people.
That was a huge fleet of more than a thousand ships!
Every year, Lordaeron's surplus food was transported through this sea trade route to Loch Modan and other areas of the southern continent, then loaded with ore and ironware to Stormwind Port further south to support the defensive line of the cursed lands. Finally, from Stormwind Port, luxury goods from the Western Wilderness and other areas were transported to the Southstream and Northstream coasts, flowing into Lordaeron and Dalajan areas.
It was a perfect triangular trade that never left empty ships.
This long and prosperous sea trade route supported nearly a million people who lived by the sea. It also supported such a huge fleet!
Today, whether it was merchant ships or warships, there was an explosive increase compared to the poor sea transport capacity of 15 years ago.
More than a thousand ships that could carry more than two hundred people was only the first batch. More warships and cargo ships were still on the way.
On the largest ship, the Ice Queen, Jaina looked towards the shore, and Magna Aegwynn stood beside her.
Magna teased Jaina, "Oh, it's a rare meeting with your fiancé today. Cheer up, and show your best side. "
Jaina laughed lightly, "Including the fact that I'm already a Radiant Moon mage?"
"Of course! At least let him know that you're no longer the little magic apprentice you were back then, but a strong woman who can take charge of things. We're both Radiant Moons, we can't let him suppress you. "
"Alright!" An extremely cold elemental undulation that gave off a faint sense of warmth was released from Jaina's body.
But in the next moment, Jaina and Magna's expressions changed.
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