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Chapter 948

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Duque didn't feel guilty at all for tricking a great hero like Grom.

The biggest difference between individual pieces and set pieces was, of course, not the attributes of the individual pieces, but the bonus after a certain number of pieces of the set. It could be attributes or skills.

With a complete set, there would be no problem at all in defeating monsters of the same level.

That was why the set was called work clothes for a reason.

During the exchange, Sal also asked Duque.

Duque's explanation was, "I feel the power of a Ranger on the Forgotten Guardian Gloves. No one knew what these pieces of equipment that had yet to reveal all their attributes looked like. The only reason I'm doing this is because I'm betting on the future. "

Sal was silent for a long time.

The Alliance had the Dwarves, the best Master Craftsmen in Azeroth, as their foundation, so their confidence was completely different. While the Horde was letting the better Orc laborers forge bronze, the Alliance was already discussing what brand to use and what strength and toughness to forge the weapons.

In particular, the thirteen years of human slavery to the Orcs had almost completely destroyed the Orcs' legacy in the field of forging. Even though he knew that these four pairs of gloves were probably better things, Sal had to agree to Duque using two pieces of Berserker equipment to exchange for the two Forgotten Guardian Gloves that should have been given to the Horde.

Because ready-made equipment could form an immediate combat power.

Of course, the more important reason why Sal agreed to the exchange was that Duque had saved Grom's life in the Battle of Mannoroth. Compared to the life of the Horde's number one warrior and the life of a chief who was the core of the Horde … Losing a little in terms of equipment wasn't a big deal.

That was why in the afternoon, when Duque asked Bu Laing to forge the Forgotten Guardian Gloves into Gollon Wanderer Gloves that could be used by Rangers, Sal didn't think much of it.

The Orc heroes all felt that it didn't matter even if Duque took advantage of them.

After all, without Duque to lead them, they might have all been wiped out in the last battle. How could they have defeated the Boss and split the equipment?

Sal would never know that the dirty Duque had already calculated it. In theory, Archimonde would also drop the [Forgotten Guardian Helmet]!

After killing Kazak and Kaz Roga, the two Burning Legion leaders who had inexplicably turned into Gemini Mode, the Burning Legion's offensive became silent.

At this moment, the Horde and the Night Elves were in an argument.

In this era, if 30% of the troops were still able to remain standing, they would already be considered elites. In reality, the Horde's losses had reached 40%. The Alliance's side was slightly better at 25%. But the more modern Alliance had already used up 80% of their ammunition. In truth, the Alliance's combat strength had dropped even more.

The only reason he was able to hold on until now was because of his last breath.

The reason for the dispute was that the tribe couldn't hold on any longer and asked if they could evacuate some of their people first.

Many tribal chiefs felt that the tribe had paid enough and that it was time to retreat. Otherwise, even if they won this World War, they would still lose the next battle for survival. One had to know that the Horde not only had the Alliance as their enemy, but even in Durotar itself, the Horde still had to face the Centaurs and Boars, two huge races with a total of more than 100,000 people.

Tyrande, on the other hand, hoped that the Alliance and the Horde would hold the line until Malfurion was fully prepared.

Sal suggested, "Anyway, the Night Elves just want us to stall for time, right? Then leave 10,000 elites in the tribe? "

Tyrande argued, "What if the remaining people can't hold on?"

Before Sal could speak, Wo Jin retorted, "Isn't there still the Night Elves' army? You have an army of more than 100,000 people, but only some of the Rangers were used at the beginning, playing archery games in the safest arrow towers. "

Tyrande's eyes widened in anger, "How did that big bug die in the camp at the foot of the mountain?"

Wo Jin rolled his eyes, "Well, you even cast two rounds of magic."

"You …"

"Ha! Could it be that the Night Elves are just a bunch of people who only dare to hide in the dark and shoot arrows and magic? No wonder the Gray Valley didn't dare to fight us head-on, it's because … "Grom ridiculed them as soon as he arrived.

He easily evoked Tyrande's memories.

This crazy guy in front of her had killed Cenarius! Even if it was only for a short while, Cenarius had returned to the depths of the planet …

Tyrande was also furious, "If your tribe thinks that the Burning Legion is more worthy of your loyalty, you can also join them!"

"You …" The Beastmen drinking the demon's blood was also considered a great humiliation by the entire new tribe. Now that Tyrande had exposed the tribe's scars, the heroes of the tribe also felt like they had been slapped in the face.

"Enough!" Thrall stopped his subordinates from causing a ruckus. Rather, the wise Thrall used his reckless subordinates as a cover and put on a good show, "Tyrande Whisperwind! In order to stop the Archerons from devouring the power of the World Tree and the Well of Eternity, tens of thousands of Alliance and Horde warriors have fallen on this mountain path forever. If you want this great alliance to continue, show me your trump card. At least show me and Duke Marcus. "

Tyrande bit her lip, her gaze like lightning as she swept across the heroes of the Alliance and Horde, "You don't understand what the Night Elves are prepared to sacrifice."

She was actually refusing to show her trump card.

Thrall suddenly took a step forward, "You won't even tell us how long we have to hold on?"

"If you are willing to see the world destroyed and everyone perish together, then you can leave first." Tyrande slammed the table.

Duque rubbed his brow.

In the game, the alliance of the three factions was so close to each other that they were like brothers who had grown up together.

In reality, there was already a huge conflict between the three factions. If not for the fact that they had a common enemy, it would have been a miracle for them to be able to work together.

However, Duque would not allow the situation to worsen. If he allowed the hot-tempered Orcs to continue arguing, everything would only be ruined.

"Sal, can you and your chieftains leave for a while? I would like to speak to Sir Whisperwind alone. "

As soon as Duque said this, most of the Orc heroes calmed down.

He could ignore other people's face, but not Duke's. Grom, who had been saved by Duque, immediately changed the topic, "Alright, for your sake, I won't say anything."

In the Horde, Grom's authority was second only to Thrall, and Thrall was happy to see Duque step out to smooth things over. Soon, only Duque and Tyrande were left in the large meeting room.

Duque's words caused Tyrande's face to pale. "I just want to ask, who among the Night Elves wants to blow up the Alliance, Horde, and Burning Legion all at once?"

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