Speaking of a very ironic thing, Izzy himself clearly understands that war is definitely the stupidest way to achieve peace, but at the same time, Izzy is also very clear that once war is inevitable, only the winner who has the last laugh can enjoy the hard-won peace.

I don't want to start a war, but I want to win when I start a war.

Faced with his own contradictory thoughts, Izzy felt guilty from the bottom of his heart, but his guilt was nothing compared to the future of the orc race, and he did everything he could, and the rest could only do his best and resign himself to the fate of God.

Izzy shouted out the door, "Herald, gather all the commanders of the warbands to me, I have something important to announce." ”

It didn't take long for the commanders of several warbands to gather in the largest stone house in Sunshine Town, which was once the residence of the mayor of Sunshine Town.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Izzy said straight to the point:

"Tomorrow I will return to the Dark Swamp, open the portal again, send reinforcements from a warband, enter this world, and then this war will officially begin. ”

As soon as Izzy's words fell, he saw these generals who were deeply trusted by him, and they all showed expressions of eagerness and impatience.

Under normal circumstances, it would have been a good thing to see the morale of his officers high, but the thought of the fact that all of them were being used by others made him feel extremely sad.

Looking at the excited expressions of the soldiers, Izzy began to think crankily again.

He knew very well in his heart that these fighters were not wrong, only themselves were wrong, and what was wrong was their own incompetence.

I have always hoped that the orcs would fight for the right cause, but in fact, the current identity of the orcs is that they are invaders who suddenly start a war for no reason.

As the chief of the orcs, he may be able to say in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner that this is for the continuation of the orc race, and he has no choice but to do it.

But as a traveler who has been educated in Chinese culture, is it the right thing to say that he can invade other countries and start wars?

Immersed in entanglement and depression, Izzy sighed deeply, patted his face, and put aside those self-pitying thoughts, things have come to this point, no matter how entangled he is, it will not help.

Take one step, count it as one, Izzy only hopes that his efforts will bear fruit in the end.

With this in mind, Izzy recounted his plan to the commanders of the armies.

After the meeting, Izzy set off to return to the Dark Swamp, ready to open the portal for the second time, he had already been confused and hesitated, and now that he had made up his mind, he should be quick and quick to fight.

In the afternoon, Izzy arrived at the Dark Swamp, looked at the Dark Gate in the center of the camp, and rode the Blue-Eyed Wolf King away.

The dark gate built by Medivan is smaller than the door of hope built by Draenor, but it is several times stronger than the door of hope built by Draenor orcs and draenei in terms of materials, so all Izzy needs to do is recite the spell.

Still feeling the same as last time, Izzy was able to sense Medivan who was cooperating with him in the distance, and at the same time, he could also feel a terrifying energy coming from the direction of Karazhan.

That energy was like a light energy that could not be seen by the naked eye, and it was extremely fast, and in an instant, it shattered the spatial barrier in the middle of this stone gate, opening an unstable spatial passage between the portals in the two worlds.

The desolate Draenor appeared in the stone door, and he was thrilled to see the orcs of his homeland again, and Izzy was no exception, but he didn't stop the spell, after all, he couldn't be sloppy about opening the portal.

As the last note of the spell landed, the portal stabilized, and Izzy walked into the long-lost home, and after feeling a dry breeze in front of him, Izzy's eyes lit up, and the orcs were ready to go, and they were neatly assembled in front of him.

Izzy is not afraid of what Medivan will do, he will close the portal at this time and leave him in Draenor, this magic net energy enters the portal, like a meat bun that falls into a dog's mouth, only in and out, and his own tribe has not yet appeared a role that can replace him, maybe people's hearts are fickle, but that does not mean that all orcs' loyalty to him can be tampered with in an instant.

However, the portal will only be stable for thirty minutes, and the actions of the teleporters are still urgent.

Izzy walked up to the high platform, looked condescendingly at the orc warriors who were upright and energetic, and then cast his eyes on Grommash's body, and shouted:

"Blood and glory await you, warriors of the Warsong Clan!"

"Finally! I can't wait!" Gromash roared excitedly, raising his legendary battle axe blood roar, pointing at the portal from afar, and roaring loudly:

"Warsong orcs, forward!"

Gromash responded, and the warriors of Warsong flocked to the world of the portal, for whom the Chief's Blade was the land of Warsong.

Izzy nodded in relief, and an elemental wind drift floated over the crowd towards the Havalori orc camp, where he only wanted to see his family now.

............

At the same time, in the Elwyn Forest, the capital of the Stormwind Kingdom, a majestic griffon fell from the sky, and Sir Lothar jumped off the griffon's back and galloped all the way to the Stormwind Fortress.

King Ryan looked solemn when he saw his old friend who was coming straight for him.

"Ryan, an army of races never seen before in Azeroth has invaded the Stormwind Kingdom, they have taken over the Sunshine Forest, and Sunshine Town must have fallen. ”

King Ryan listened to Lothar's words and said incredulously, "How is this possible? How did they get through the upwind trail? It was right under the nose of Medivan!"

The look of disdain on Lothar's face flickered at the hearing of Medivan's name, and he spoke, "We haven't seen Medivan in six years, and I've heard that he is now indulging in alcohol and dancing every day, and living a life of drunkenness. ”

Lothar looked King Ryan in the eye and continued, "I think our friend has changed, he has abandoned his duties as a guardian and has degenerated into a bastard who only spends his days drinking. ”

King Ryan groaned, took off the ring from his hand, and spoke, "No matter what has become of Medivan, he is our friend, and as a friend, we should give him a hand, and besides, as the guardian of Azeroth, it is his responsibility to explain what is happening under his nose no matter what." ”

With that, King Ryan handed the ring to Lothar and said, "I need to summon the Guardians. ”

Lothar sighed, took the ring, and prepared to turn away.

"Lothar, Karen, is he okay?" King Ryan's question made Lothar shake and stop.

Lothar was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, and hurried out of the Storm Fortress with a quicker pace.

King Ryan looked at his friend's slightly trembling back and whispered, "I'm sorry, my friend. ”

(End of chapter)