After the depths of winter, the armies of the Alliance and the Horde continued to fight with the natural scourge, and the information brought back by the scouts seemed to be contradictory, but it just illustrated the anxiety of the situation, in one day, the Western Wilderness People's Army launched a counterattack, victorious, advanced, and was beaten back to the starting line, Silver Dawn attacked the huge undead fortress floating in the sky several times, but all of them failed, and the undead were still being created, but Loria felt that the curtain of this undead invasion was gradually closing...... Outside of Stratholme, there were very few dead people to be seen, and as long as she didn't go out and hang around, the Scourge didn't seem to have the strength to take special care of her.

Stratholme still looked dilapidated, building materials and weapons were scarce, and it was common for soldiers to go hungry, but the intervals between convoys were getting shorter and shorter, and the location of Tyran's last report was very close to the Eastern Plaguelands.

There was a dent in the lid of the old pocket watch, a small piece of gilded surface had been scraped open, and the shortest hand pointed to the number nine, but she couldn't tell if it was morning or night, in the plague lands, where she could only feel the warmth of the day at noon, and hung the pocket watch gently to her chest, and the noise from the square in the distance was noticeably small, and she could tell that it was night, and later she turned into a secluded alley, lined with slightly repaired and crumbling houses, and farther away, those still smelled of decay。

Loria frowned slightly, the Crusaders were understaffed and short of supplies on the long fronts, the large scarlet letters on the ledger had driven several administrators crazy, and months had passed, and Stratholme's reconstruction work was still stalled.

But what can she do, she can't conjure up a group of people out of thin air.

Pausing in front of a small inconspicuous house, she knocked lightly on the door, but when no one answered, she pushed the door and entered, the dim light did not prevent her from navigating the chaotic aisles, until a momentary reflection of metal interrupted her steps—the one-armed girl with a straight face squeezed a smile out of her stiff face and ducked back into the shadows.

She still had many of her old habits, such as lighting candles that she didn't need, the dim light of the candles that immediately illuminated the four walls of the room, which were densely covered with notes, and Loria leaned close to one of them and looked up to read the contents, the various handwriting on the various pieces of paper filled with words and phrases—the Crusaders, who spread hate speech, and the organization who had the same interests as us in foreign warfare.

A few steps to the right, she could see information about the Nord in the Silverwind Islands, some rather vague, some specific to the person's name and occupation, and even his residence and relationships...... Loria reads with interest, as if she were watching the life of another person who has nothing to do with her, the owner of which was once one of Renault's agents and spies, but now he leads a small group of people who are far less powerful than they once were, and who can no longer arrest, torture, or assassinate their own people except to inquire about it.

'On the island, the park is built and it's fun. ’

There was also this inconsequential but happy news for Loria, she moved a few more steps, and her face became solemn, this area was pasted with all about the movements of the Alliance and the Horde, and after a little browsing, there was no news that surprised her.

Whenever there is important information, Ragnes will always submit it to her as soon as it is screened.

"Haven't you heard from the north yet?" asked Loria, without looking back, "have they found their way to Quel'Thalas? It's been months, what happened?"

The ghostly figure appeared in the corner of the room at some point, and simply replied, "No news, I don't know." ”

"Don't you agree with my proposition, once the blood elves form an alliance with us and have their backs to their territory, we can easily control the entire Eastern Plague Lands, and the shortage of materials can be greatly alleviated...... In a few years, the north will be firmly in our hands. Loria clenched her little fists, "The Alliance and the Horde, and all the dead, we want to drive them out of our homeland one by one." ”

"Leave these words to the speech. "You're getting more and more popular, but the aliens aren't the simple soldiers who love you, so what can we offer them?"

"Of course it's security and a reliable ally to advance and retreat together!" Loria replied without thinking, "We have a common history, we have fought trolls and tribes together, and we have been poisoned by natural disasters, I know that these pointed ears are very stubborn, but isolationism has cost them dearly more than once, first the forest was burned by the orcs, and then the capital was breached by King Meow, and even the king was killed, I don't believe they would be so stupid to face countless enemies on their own again." ”

In fact, she felt that since everyone had a blood character in their names, it would be a pity not to have a red blood alliance.

"Then why didn't they choose the Alliance?"

"So we have to go on a diplomatic offensive before the Alliance!"

"That elf you locked up in the basement probably doesn't think we have any diplomatic advantage. ”

"So I can only ask her to stay until it's over!"

"I still think that even if the blood elves reopen their magic shell, they will only choose the alliance, the alliance is much stronger, the blood elves were once a member of the alliance, and we ......"

"Then what do you say you are going to do?"

"Why do you ask me? You're the leader, that's your job. ”

“……”

Miss Loria will not be easily convinced, she still has to follow through on her diplomatic course, and now she only hopes that the Scourge will be over soon, so that she can free up her hands to patrol the territory herself (wow, the park!), and then go to Quel'Thalas to get the Blood Elves (wow, the Elven Tree Sea and the Sunwell!).

If the Scourge doesn't end soon, then she'll help them.

……

The convoy finally came, and many people climbed the repaired walls and looked at the caravans, and the cavalry who had been asked to answer the task rushed out of the city like crazy, if it weren't for the soldiers in charge of the escort, they would have almost thought that they had been attacked by bandits, and soon Stratholme's cavalry conveyed a strong longing to the rhyming warriors with eager eyes and shy smiles.

After receiving the wine and jerky, the cavalrymen finally began their task, and they rode through the long convoy while drinking, and one of them found the large cage covered with a curtain, and could not resist stirring up the curtain with his sword.

His horse was almost frightened to the ground.

Hidden in that cage was a huge white beast with a fierce eye.