Vanessa had already consulted with Bolval about this when she came, and there was nothing more to say about the two of them at this point, her attention was mostly on Garrosh Hellroar.

Brown-skinned, muscular and slightly hunchbacked, green-skinned Sal is more like an orc in line with his values.

Garrosh Hellroar's father, Grom Hellroar, is also a plus, bravely and fearlessly facing his own shame, fighting to the last moment of his life, putting aside his position, Grom Hellroar is a real warrior, Sal's father is almost meaningless, disobeying, running away, and finally dying at the hands of a few assassins, not an orc at all!

However, Garrosh Hellroar is a bit unlike his dad, Grom has a long face and messy long hair, and Garrosh has a round face and still looks bald.

Several members of the alliance watched from the sidelines, and Sal had to voice his concerns: "Garrosh, please listen to me"

"Thrall, I think we should fight, it's the honor of the orcs, kill their hometown, and kill all those demon cubs!"

Garrosh didn't have the idea of 'saving face for the big chief in front of outsiders' at all, and he said whatever he thought in his heart.

Thrall hesitated for a moment, feeling that Garrosh's words made sense.

Grum Hell roared and slashed the Abyssal Demon and washed away his own shame, and if the orcs were able to defeat Argus this time, it would be the shame of the entire clan.

Plus he also intends to cultivate Garrosh Hellroar's abilities and prestige.

"I see, I appoint you as the commander of the Horde Expeditionary Force, with full authority over the Horde's army, Garrosh, and regain the honor of our fathers!"

"Yes, Grand Chief."

On the other side, Boval and Vanessa also stood up.

Boval didn't have the same high morale as Garrosh, he just felt the pressure, the Outlands were far enough for him and for the Stormwind Kingdom, and now he had to launch an expedition from the Outlands as a springboard.

He hadn't seen the Draenei recently, let alone Naru, and as a legendary paladin, he had a hard time imagining what a creature of light would look like.

But he still made a decision, this matter had to be done by him, and it could only be him.

"I'll take the Alliance army to Argus, our logistics and Shadowmoon Valley's side."

"I'll take care of the logistics." Vanessa volunteered, the logistics are mine, and the war is yours!

At Khadgar's high hopes, the Alliance and the Horde reached an agreement, with Bervar in charge of the Alliance's army, Garrosh Hellroar in charge of the Horde's army, and Vanessa in charge of the logistics of both sides, building the Dark Temple, and the large rear base of Shadowmoon Valley.

"Hopefully, we can work together to defeat the Burning Legion." Bolval didn't like Garrosh Hellroar, this guy seemed to him to be a wild man, with no sign of civilization in sight, and neither side was very good at first glance.

However, the current Garrosh Hell Roar has not yet proven itself on the battlefield, and it is somewhat almost confident, although he feels that Berval's eyes are unfriendly, but he still endures it.

Vanessa came out and said, "As long as the Alliance and the Horde are united, we will definitely be able to defeat the strong enemy!" ”

According to her original intention, she wanted to 'don't send it, let's defend a wave', and didn't agree with the current tactic of 'don't be cowardly, let's give it a go', but there was no reason to oppose it, the big deal was to completely abandon the Outlands and go back to Azeroth, even if the Burning Legion killed the Dark Gate, the Stormwind Kingdom would be in front, far from Lordaeron

The coalition forces are in unison, and this time the speed is much faster.

Thrall began to issue mobilization orders to the tribes, but it was too far to travel by boat from the continent of Kalimdor to the Eastern Kingdoms, and then pass through the Dark Gate and detour most of the outer lands into the Valley of the Shadowmoon.

There are not many mobile forces left on the Alliance's side, and the main force at this stage is still the coalition forces stationed in the Dark Temple.

Among them, there are 30,000 alliances, 20,000 tribes, and 10,000 miscellaneous troops, for a total of 60,000 troops.

After Garrosh Hellroar and Bervar each took over the army, they found their soldiers red-faced and morale-unusually high, and both expressed gratitude to Vanessa for their logistics.

Boval and Garrosh each prepared for their own preparations, and a day later, they went through the portal to support the Draenei and Illidan in the final battle against the Burning Legion.

Another day passed, after arranging the affairs in the Dark Temple, Vanessa also walked into the portal, and in any case, she had to at least go to Argus to have a look, saying that it was okay to be curious, or to observe it herself.

The moment she stepped out of the portal, she sensed that the gravity here was stronger than that of Azeroth and the Outlands, and the air was heavily polluted, with a pungent smell of sulfur.

The other side of the portal can be called lively, and the races that Azeroth can talk about can basically be seen here.

There are tents everywhere, the Alliance and the Horde have her supplies, and there is no shortage of tents, and it is not so good to come to Illidare for three days.

Far away from the coalition camp, they camped in the northwest, and for all reasons, the Draenei supported them with supplies.

Vanessa found Khadgar and asked casually.

"Illidan must have chosen this place to enter Argus for a reason, right?"

Khadgar sighed, "Yes, he calculates very accurately, unimaginable spatial attainments. ”

Makere, that's the name of the continent beneath your feet, which is equivalent to two-thirds of Kalimdor, and this is only the smallest of the three continents of Argus.

Illidan's choice of Makere, of course, was not chosen by chance, as this was the base of Kil'Gardan, and the fraudster had been living in the huge building of the former Ereda Three, the seat of the Consulium.

The area beneath them is a building called the Arcane Palace, but it has long since been abandoned.

"The Prophet believes that the key to defeating Kiljadan is to find their clan's Crown of Rulers of the Hallows, which consists of the Prophet's Eye in the Prophet's hand, the Enlightenment Mark of Akmund, and the Laurel of Knowledge in Kil'Gardan's hand, and Ackmond's Enlightenment Seal is in this ruin beneath our feet, and we need to pass three trials to obtain the Seal." Khadgar said with interest.

He was particularly interested in this kind of pass-type trial, and his eyebrows were full of fighting spirit.

"Come on, I'm supporting you spiritually!" Vanessa's heart trembled when she heard Akmund's name, trial? Don't tease! You're busy, I'll go first!