The horde army pressed the border, coerced Terenus Minahir, and asked him to hand over the warriors of the Blackstone Clan, if he handed it over, the tribe would be in the name of clearing them of the threat of the undead, and act cheaply in the territory of the kingdom of Lordaeron, if he couldn't hand it over, it would be better to do it, and the fight would be over.

The tribe has been recuperating for so long, and the alliance is no longer their opponent, and Izzy believes in the power of the tribe that will surprise all the forces in this world!

He felt that his plan was foolproof, but at the same time he knew that his plan was a scoundrel, and that Lothar's situation would become very awkward and dangerous.

But in fact, he never verbally promised Lothar anything, everything was just Lothar's wishful thinking, and he thought that if Izzy returned to the Horde, he would stop the war.

But what if the war is stopped? Let the kingdom of Lordaeron, and even the human kingdoms in the north, all become the minions of the undead and attack the tribes?

No! Izzy had said that they orcs would make their home in this new world no matter what, and in order to protect this new home, they would not hesitate to break their bones and go to the fire!

News of the Horde's expedition has spread through the streets of Delanottar, and the tribe is largely known to everyone, and the warriors of the tribe have shown more enthusiasm than Izzy could have imagined.

"Blood and thunder, war and glory!For the Horde!" were all sorts of impassioned speeches that filled the streets of Delanottar.

With little thought work on the part of Izzy, the morale of the tribal warriors was already high, and the pace of raising the war supplies needed for the expedition was incredible.

The tribe is like a high-speed machine, almost beyond the control of Izzy, running fast, and Izzy, who has arranged everything, can finally return to his warm home.

Walking down the street home, Izzy could see Leah waiting for him at the door like a lookout stone from a distance, and he suddenly felt a great sense of guilt in his heart.

Izzy clearly remembers his previous life, once said in his heart that he must not become the kind of person who neglects his family for the sake of work, but it backfired, and now he has to do everything for his "work", otherwise the world will be destroyed and his family will no longer exist.

As soon as Izzy thought of this, she noticed that Leah was running towards her in the distance, and she had obviously noticed his presence at the first moment.

Shaking his head, Izzy shook off the sad thoughts of helplessness in his mind and ran towards his beloved, his hands open to meet the soft, charming familiar embrace.

And Leah also threw herself into his arms like a milk swallow returning home, as Izzy wished.

"Maybe all my hard work and hard work is for such a happy moment. ”

Feeling that his wish was fulfilled, Izzy sighed, he hugged Leah horizontally, and with a lovely exclamation from Leah, he walked towards the love nest of the two of them, the two of them had endless things to talk about, and there were many important life events to do.

And Izzy, who has been holding back for more than 20 years, and some special parts of his body have regained his flesh and blood, can't wait to go crazy at this time!

...... Boundary......

The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time, and Izzy's happy time is also very fucked up to be divided, and the war preparation materials of the Tribal Expeditionary Force took only three days to be completely prepared.

And for this good news, Izzy is a mixed bag, he likes the efficiency of the preparations, which saves a lot of time, and the more time is always better.

As for the sadness, it is naturally because he has not had time to be happy, so he must leave his "utopia," reluctantly bid farewell to his beloved, and once again devote himself to the that bored him.

At this time, outside the bloody wolf dock of Delanottar, large and small ships floated on the sea, this fleet, most of them were transport ships and frigates hired goblins, but the three steel giants newly made by the tribe were also among them, and this was the time to set out.

However, Izzy found that the big chief of the tribe did not seem to be very popular.

Gromash glared at Izzy viciously, and said through gritted teeth: "Didn't you say that I should be the commander of this expedition, why did you have to set off with me, this is to tie a rope around my neck, and insult me?"

As soon as Izzy heard this, he immediately exploded, and he let out an irritable "tsk", and replied in a voice that overpowered Grommache's loud voice:

"Grommash, are you delusional about being killed? Since I have made my own judgment and am convinced that you are the best commander of this expedition, then I will not let you be restrained, and the first thing to ensure this time is the safety of the lives of those dozens of Blackstone warriors, do you think you are a good candidate for negotiation?"

Grommash was speechless when he was stunned by Izzy, and even he could see that Itchy was unusual, and he felt like a woman who had come to menstruation, either coaxing or hiding.

"Great Chief, Hellroar Overlord, the fleet has been assembled and is waiting for your orders!" said Garrosh as he suddenly trotted over, the excitement in his eyes the same as his father's.

Grommash immediately glanced at Izzy, apparently preparing to wait for him to give the order, while Izzy glanced at all the orc warriors in the fleet, and suddenly drew his devouring greatsword and raised it high above the top, shouting:

"Come, my warriors, for the Horde!!"

At the same time, in Lordaeron's royal city, an illusion crystal that exudes the breath of death is playing the image of the tribe going on an expedition.

The old mage, dressed in a gorgeous mage robe, said to a mirror, "Master, the tribal army has been dispatched, how should we deal with it?"

The figure in the mirror immediately replied: "Hold them back, let the tribe spend all their energy on the human kingdom, my affairs in Northrend cannot be disturbed, the power of the Titans hidden under the frozen soil of Northrend will help us conquer this world." ”

"Yes, master. The old mage sent his master's will away, and turned his head to look at the believers of the Cursed God Cult.

"Distribute the grain and grass with the undead plague to all the affected areas of the Eastern Continent, and speed up the transformation of King Terenus, make him one of us as soon as possible, and rescue the leader of the Zuaman trolls as soon as possible, Zurkin, and unite the power of the Zuaman trolls so that the High Elves of Quel'Thalas have no time to hinder our cause. ”

"Yes!" The believers of the Cursed God Cult left one after another, and the old mage pinched his palm, and the disgust in his eyes flashed away, and it all turned into expectant eyes, he would soon bid farewell to this rotten and festering body and welcome his new life.