The battlefield of the conquest plain fell into an eerie silence for a while, and everyone's eyes were on this guy who fell from the sky and forced the entire battlefield to stop with the power of one person. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This tranquility was broken for the first time when the heavy griffon's swift feathers, flapping its wings, hissing and landing beside Dick, with its eagle-like beak, gracefully arranging the lion's mane.

The old orc strode forward, the orc warrior beside him wanted to protect him, but was stopped by the old orc, this shaman with black cloth on his eyes can see everything around him with his "heart eye", facing this shaman who has left his footprints in history, Dick's expression finally changed for the first time.

"Who are you?paladin, why are you meddling in the war of the Frostwolf Clan?"

Drektar's voice wasn't strong, like his body was already weakening, but the elemental powers were helping him, and in Dick's perception, everything in the world seemed to come to life when the old shaman approached him.

The snowflakes became colder, but the cold wind took the initiative to ignore these two people, looking at this orc who had never met before, Dick actually felt a trace of affinity, the way of shamanism, it was really magical.

Even though Draktar was already dying, he was still an orc, and when he approached Dick, his two-meter-tall body, although it was a little hunchbacked, still put a little pressure on Dick.

"I am the High Knight of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the Warlord of the Stratholme Warband, Dick Don, IMHO, this war... Pointless!"

Dick glanced back at Vandal Thunderspear, who was also approaching him, and said in a cold tone,

"Orc, just when you were indulging in war, the black hand that once lured you to fall and caused the death of your world has descended on Dalaran, which is only a mountain away from you, and your elemental power has not told you that the stench of demons has filled that plain?"

Drektar's face changed drastically, but Dick stopped paying attention to him, and instead turned his gaze to Vandal Thunderspear, and although Dick sensed the old dwarf's hidden kindness, his tone did not soften because of this,

"And you, Thunderspear Dwarves, you just asked me why I hurt the soldiers of the Alliance, so do you know that Dalaran, who is also on the side of the Alliance, is under siege by the undead, and the day of the destruction of the city is in danger, and your allies are desperately in need of your help, but you are using your precious power in this stupid war!"

After saying that, Dick looked at the old dwarf's not very good face, and simply added another fire,

"When Lordaeron perished, even the Hammer Dwarves who were driven away by you came to help, but we, who are also allies, did not wait for a single soldier from Ironforge Fortress, this is your attitude towards allies?"

“...”

Vandal tried to refute, but the old dwarf blushed, but he never said anything, the government of Ironforge was not the word of King Magni, although he and King Magni agreed to send some of the mountain rangers to Lordaeron at the time, but the Council of Elders vetoed the proposal, he was just a martial artist, and he had no choice.

After successfully suppressing both sides, Dick breathed a sigh of relief, his purpose was not to humiliate the frost wolf orcs or the thunder spear dwarves, he wanted to use the power of these two forces, and now the first step has been completed.

Dick knew that he wasn't the kind of hero who could convince everyone to bow down with a mouth, and he had hardly dealt with anything like it, but Dalaran could be broken every minute and every second, and he didn't have so much time to waste on mediating between the two sides.

So a few minutes later, Dick withdrew the flame burning on the flame of righteousness, and also took back the holy energy outside of his body, and calmly said to Drektar and Vandal Thunderspear,

"This is the end of the war, I have something very important to tell you two, if the name of the Silver Hand can still be trusted by you, then please take a temporary truce, and after listening to me, you can choose to continue fighting, or use your strength to do something meaningful. ”

The old orc didn't speak, obviously, he didn't want to take the initiative to give in in front of the thunder spear dwarf, while Marshal Vandal took a deep breath, and the old dwarf touched his beautiful beard and said in a deep voice,

"That's all for today, orcs, let's gather our wounded soldiers first, and in three hours, in... Well, at the Stone Furnace outpost, I'll be waiting for you there, do you dare to come?"

The provocation was almost overwhelming, but the old orc did not sneer at him, but snorted coldly.

"Orcs are never afraid of a challenge! Wait for me, dwarf, I'll be on time. ”

After saying that, the old orc turned his attention to Dick again, he looked at Dick with his "heart eye", waved his hand, and the orcs who could still stand up began to help those fainted and injured kindred, and the dwarves were doing the same.

Dick's sky impact deliberately chose the place where Balinda and Galvan fought, where there were almost no other soldiers, and the brilliant light was not a particularly lethal force, so most of the soldiers were knocked out because of the impact of the air explosion and the "storm" that followed, only a few unlucky people were stoned and their heads were broken, but no one died.

After beckoning the chaplains to carry the mortally wounded Captain Balinda back, Vandal Thunderspear extended an invitation to Dick.

"Come with me, young man, it's still a little way from the stone furnace outpost. ”

Dick, who was helping Xun Yu to fix his mane, heard the invitation of the old dwarf, and froze, but then nodded, he handed the reins of Xun Yu to the dwarven falcon trainer who rushed over, and rode on the armored horned goat beside Vandal, followed by Vandal, and was surrounded by the guards, and walked in the direction of the stone furnace outpost.

The only constant in the Alterac Valley is the snowy scenery that spreads all year round, this valley surrounded by mountains, those green pine trees covered with snowflakes, clear ice rivers, and cold sunlight reflected by the snow, beautiful and pure like a paradise in the snow.

"Behold, this place always reminds me of the scenery of Danmorro, by the way, have you ever been to Danmorro?"

The dwarven marshal took off his helmet, his brown hair neatly combed, and he looked back at Dick, who shook his head, and a gentle expression appeared on his indifferent face.

"No, I haven't been there, but I've heard from Mister Kurtaz about the same snow-covered land, and the brave dwarven brothers of the Order, who miss their homeland. ”

Lord Kurtaz, the Knights of the Silver Hand Knights' liaison in Ironforge, is one of the knight lords recognized by King Terenus, and is a powerful dwarven paladin, who led hundreds of dwarven paladins from Ironforge to the front line of the Crusader fortress when the battle situation in Sidaronmir was dangerous.

During the time Dick returned from Quel'Salas, it was this kind dwarf who taught him the art of the Crusaders.

Hearing Dick's words, Vandal laughed and said in a very nostalgic tone,

"Haha, that old thing from Kurtaz, he and I were born together in the Coldridge Valley, we grew up in the ice and snow of Anvimar, and we went to hunt ice trolls together through the coming-of-age ceremony, and then we met Lothar in the orc war, so we fought with Lothar, and after the war, I went back to Ironforge Castle, he went to Lordaeron, and he hasn't seen each other for more than ten years, tell me, Dick, is that old thing okay?"

Dick nodded,

"Mr. Kurtaz is in great health, and now he is the Silver Hand's Senior Commander in the Eastern Theater of Operations in Sidaron Mill, and he has taught me martial arts. ”

"Hmm..."

Vandal Thunderspear rode on the goat, he was a little silent, and after a few minutes, the old dwarf lowered his voice,

"Dick, don't hold a grudge against Ironforge, there are many things that we soldiers can't decide, and King Magni also supports aiding you, but the Presbyterian... They always have to think about the whole kingdom, and on the eve of Lordaeron's destruction, the city of Nomorigen of the gnomes suffered a catastrophe, and all our strength was used to help the gnomes, so..."

"No, the Silver Hand has never blamed you, not even the eldest princess of Kalia. ”

Dick comforted the grieved old dwarf, "What I just said was just to bring the war to an end, Ironforge is too far away from Lordaeron, and we can't always rely on others. But this time, Marshal Vandal, this time the situation does not allow us to hesitate any longer, once Dalaran is breached, the armies of the Hills Brad Hills and the Arathi Heights will not be able to stop the wreak of the undead at all, and if they go south, the first one to stand in their way will be the Ironforge Fort. ”

The old dwarf nodded.

"I know, in fact, when you appeared, I knew why you came. But these things, just convincing me, but not enough, and that old orc, Dick, that is not a good character, don't underestimate him!"

"Well, I know. ”

Dick gripped the reins of the docile Horned Goat, and he glanced back at the Plains of Conquest, which had been left behind, and crossed it, towards the north, where the Frostwolf Clan had lived for almost 20 years.

There are the footprints of Thrall, the great chief of the future orcs, the legendary shaman, and one of the absolute protagonists of the next 20 years of history. This is probably the first time Dick and Sal have crossed paths.

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The dwarves liked to live in stone-made forts, and their culture of thousands of years had developed quite fine construction techniques, in the fortresses of the stone hearth sentry, several large braziers were placed on stands, and the cold rooms were heated, and the dwarven-style tables were filled with fragrant roasts and berries, as well as clear ale.

It was a meeting, but in the dwarven culture, all meetings were part of the feast, but this one was special because it was a special one because it was the enemies of the Thunderspear Dwarves, the Orcs of the Frostwolf Clan who lived together in the Alterac Valley.

Draketal sat on the left side of the table, Dick on the right, and Marshal Vandal in the middle, no one had the heart to eat, and in fact, even Galvan and Balinda, who were staring at each other with hatred, were focused on the war described by Dick.

From time to time, the coal in the brazier would make a thumping sound, but this sound set off the atmosphere of the whole room, and it became more silent and quiet.

"Dalaran is under siege by nearly half a million undead! ”

Dick glanced at the solemn Drektar and continued, "Although the mages are confident in their enchantments, it seems to me that without the standing army of Dalaran, their fall is only a matter of time, Arthas is not a fool, he can think of a way to conquer Dalaran sooner or later. ”

"Now that Dalaran's space is blocked, the mages can't spread the news at all, my idea is that if we can, we should join forces, although there is still no way to break the blockade of those undead, but at least when Dalaran is breached, we can rescue some mages!"

As soon as Dick's words were finished, the hot-tempered Captain Balinda snorted coldly,

"I can understand the matter of rescuing the mages, but Dick, I don't see that those mages need our help, they are so arrogant, in fact, I don't see the use of what you said at all, even if Dalaran is breached, just relying on the Thunderspear Dwarves, we can defend the entrance to the hills of Hillsbrad, and the undead still can't attack it!"

"No... If things were as simple as you think, it would be much easier. ”

Dick shook his head, he wasn't angry at Balinda's rebuttal, in fact, he was about to say something really important.

"Mr. Drektar, I heard that you used to be a famous wise man in the Draenor world, and you also experienced the destruction of Draenor yourself, so, have you seen the power of the Great Demon?"