The Dark Gate did not have any major events in 27 years, in fact, the demon invasion of Draenor that occurred at the end of 26 years was also tacitly suppressed by all parties.

Civilians don't care about a war in another world, even if they lose, they may lose with their own world, but they still don't care, anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, there is always a 25-man wasteland group or a bullish foot man who doesn't know where to deal with it.

All they knew was that at the end of '26, the world leaders had met again in the newly rebuilt port of Minahir, and even the leaders of the Deep Sea Kingdom had attended, and after that, the tense world had returned to peace.

At least superficial peace.

The Orcs eventually brought the Blackstone Orcs, who had been torn apart by the Stormwind army and had to retreat to the Swamp of Sorrow to recuperate, into the Horde's rule, forcing Thrall and the Goblin Consortium to pay a large sum of money to the Alliance.

At the same time, the friction between the Night Elves and the crazed Blackstone Orcs was finally decided, and the Orcs handed over 17 Blackstone Orcs to the Night Elves who had set off a confrontation, and retreated Eshara's defense dozens of kilometers back.

Frankly speaking, this is just a formality for the Night Elves who have been provoked to anger, because they have already killed all the culprits in the counterattack of Ashenvale, but fortunately, the upper echelons of the Night Elves, persuaded by other leaders, finally gave up their plans to continue to investigate.

After Naga returns to the world and joins the Power Game, Tyrande and Malfurion know exactly what is a priority.

This incident reminded Sal that he had been too merciful to these unruly Blackstone Orcs, so after the meeting, the Blackstone Orcs launched a purge internally.

In general, after lengthy consultations, the results obtained were barely acceptable to the military blocs on both sides.

As a result, in this turbulent world, under this fragile peace agreement, the swords and guns in the hands of both sides have finally been put down, and in the foreseeable future, at least three years later, there will be no more conflict.

But as Dick said, the Eight-Day War, whether it was the Alliance or the Horde, had destroyed the fragile trust they had built over six years, and it had brought much more to the world than it seemed.

It was a scar... Until the wounds are healed, that labor pain will keep both sides from taking their angry eyes off their opponents.

However, peace is always a good thing, even if it is short-lived, enough to be expected.

The Shadowmoon Valley Training Ground, a training ground established by Illidan on the battlefield in the northern part of the battlefield that was almost flattened by flames after the last invasion, is where demon hunter recruits will take on advanced challenges, so there are more than 4,000 demons of all kinds imprisoned here.

But right now, there is another legion in this training ground that is being drilled, they look like ordinary humans, shorter than the people of the Eastern Kingdoms, and their training officers are the heroic spirits from Valagar, these guys who fight to the death and still fight after death have real kung fu in their hands, but because everyone has learned the skills of the brutal war, so the way they train is also very simple.

Fighting! If you don't get tired to death, then if you persist for 3 months in this kind of time when you are fighting except sleeping, these trainees will become qualified soldiers.

Fight veterans, fight beasts, fight demons, fight heroes... This is not an easy job, more than 150 people have died in the last 2 months, but many more have persevered, or rather, they have not given up power.

At this moment, in the center of the large training ground, a tall Viku man with two training tomahawks in his hands was sparring with 10 heavily armed trainee soldiers.

"Come on, softie!"

Calvincent haughtily hooked his fingers at the ten soldiers holding various weapons, and he stood there relaxed, looking flawed all over.

"Hey!"

The captain of the soldiers was the first to rush forward, using a standard warrior charge, and a touch of blood red that shrouded his body made Gavincent nod, not to mention strength, but simply momentum, these guys are already qualified.

"Bang"

The heavy sword he slashed made a whistling sound in the air, but the moment the blade landed on Calvincent's shoulder, the tall Viku man's body was lightly sideways, and the blade almost grazed his body, but soon, the warrior captain pulled his hands outward, and the blade changed direction and slashed down at his arm, but it was immediately blocked by the training tomahawk that was wielded.

"The consciousness is good, but the strength is too bad. ”

The Viku man waved his other hand and slapped the captain of the soldiers out with the axe side of the tomahawk, and then in a playful gesture in the siege of the remaining nine men, the tomahawks in both hands were picked up like a storm of blades, and the bells and bells rang together.

"Come on, you softass!"

"Is this kind of sissy offense you've learned here?"

"Hehe, my grandmother is better than you can fight!"

"Did your king send you here to be beaten?

"Go back and eat X!"

In the face of the foul language of the heroic spirit, the soldiers who were sent flying again and again did not refute, but only wielded their weapons more silently, harder, and more frantically.

Under this extreme pressure, they have become more and more proficient in understanding and using anger, and it is clear that this is a training for anger manipulation, and although the trainee needs to bear both physical and mental blows, it is undoubtedly very useful.

At the same time that groups of soldiers walked up to the training ground to be "abused", at the edge of the training ground, two people standing at the observation post on the top floor were also talking.

"Frankly, the effect of this rude training style is really something I didn't expect. ”

Dressed in the traditional garb of Shakan, Maltai whispered, "The legion I rebuilt last month drove those demons out of the Witt Mountains, which is good news for my people to go down in history, and I intend to spend two years sending all my loyal legions here for retraining." ”

"Of course, it's just a trivial matter. ”

Dick sat on the side, playing with the Eye of the Storm Ring on his finger with one hand, and he casually watched his old friend Gavincent practice the "new army" sent from Shakan, the war in that world had been over for a year, and now they relied on themselves to push those remnants of demons to a desperate situation.

Azeroth's First Fleet returned at the end of '26, the day after Maltai was sworn in as the defense leader of the newly created continent of Virtus, returning with all of Azeroth's soldiers and samples of all the minerals that Shakan possessed.

Maltai was not a good warrior, but he was a good politician, and he knew what it took for a civilization that was nearly destroyed, so he secretly commissioned the King of the Outlands to help him train a group of soldiers at the level of Azeroth, as the basis for his rebuilding of civilization.

What could be more admirable and obedient than a leader who leads a people who have lost everything to rebuild civilization?

The Shakan civilization was gradually recovering, and Dick and Illidan were happy to see this, they were more than willing to accept a servant civilization of their own strength than a mere 40 slaves, and Dick was not here to discuss these soldiers with Maltai today.

The first large-scale exchange of resources between the two sides is about to begin, and the major powers of Azeroth will provide everything the Shakan civilization needs, books, knowledge, ready-made weapons, and even enough mentors to teach a full-fledged power system.

And Shakan gives everything they can, luxury goods with the characteristics of their civilization, cherished samples of flora and fauna, obscure knowledge from the age of dragons, and even the population... The elves, dwarves and... Dragons, these are the things that Shakan can exchange.

The largest is their world's mineral resources, Mimiron has identified 17 important minerals, and 125 minions of secondary importance, and it took Maltai a year to hoard a huge amount of exchange, and both sides are waiting for this transaction to take place.

"Three days from now, Master Dick, I'll personally bring my soldiers to deliver those supplies to Void Storm... I heard that you've set up a trade zone there?"

Maltai was very interested in the trade between the two civilizations, he was a smart man, and Dick also chose a positive answer in the face of this question, he nodded,

"That's right, it's a region dedicated to our friendship, where all future exchanges will take place, and you can discuss with the leaders what you said about the envoys of the nations to the various factions of Azeroth, and they will be there. ”

Dick looked at His Majesty Maltay, and he saw some kind of worry in those eyes, and he shook his hand,

"Don't worry, Mr. Maltai, we will follow that guideline, regarding the Xiakan civilization, the official will not do business with other forces other than you, so what you need to pay attention to is those additional smuggling behaviors... But I think it's better to let it go, because it's good for us to connect. ”

The ruler of Shakan's eyes lit up, and he took a step back respectfully, and bowed down,

"Shakan under my rule will be the most faithful servant of Azeroth, and we will follow you for eternity. ”

Dick stretched out his hand and gave it a gentle lift,

"Alright, Mr. Maltai, you and I, and Illidan, we're friends, aren't we? ”

However, just when His Majesty Maltai was about to exchange some more easy-going topics with Dick, the world administrator, the figure of the dragon Das appeared at the door of the room, he stepped forward with a solemn expression, and said something in Dick's ear, and the eyes of the world manager narrowed at this moment.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malte, I need to return to Azeroth to deal with some emergencies, don't worry, this Mr. Demytil is my loyal retinue, and he will keep you safe for these 3 days. ”

Dick stood up, and Maltai hurried to his feet, and he looked at Dick with an apologetic smile before turning away, and the ruler couldn't help but nod.

Although the primary and secondary relationship between the two sides has long been determined because of the strength of both sides, an easy-going master will still make the servants more at ease, which is also the reason why Maltai finally chose Dick between Dick and Illidan, the iron and blood temperament of the king of the outer lands really makes Maltai feel at ease.

But Maltai was also curious, what could make a noble world manager have such obvious mood swings?

Was it a war that broke out suddenly?