Instead of ordering the army to disembark, Quelsala hired the fleet steward and chartered their merchant ships to take a detour by land and sea to the Swamp of Sorrows, where the goblins had established the town of Slurry.

Gakison, now it's actually the Horde that controls their military power. So, Quelsala decided to take a detour by sea instead of crossing through the Valley of Thorns. This will avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble, after all, it is not easy to make a big conflict by passing through the Night Forest, the territory of the Alliance, from the Valley of Thorns. Since Varian's disappearance, it seems as if the entire alliance has become on fire, and no longer cares about the peace pact that was signed earlier.

When the ratchet city manager left and set off, Gazruwe had said that he should obey Quelsala's command in everything, so when Quelsala said that he wanted to use the ship, the steward did not say a word, hurriedly unloaded the cargo, took it and set anchor and sailed.

The fleet lifts anchor, and Quelsala sends orders to watch out for the notorious Bloodsail pirates in this sea. All the soldiers stood in the bow of the ship, their swords unsheathed, ready for battle.

The fleet sailed all the way, quite peaceful along the way, and was not harassed by the Bloodsail pirates. As the fleet passed along the shores of the Valley of Thorns, the tall walls of Zulghrab built on the mountain wall were in the eyes of all Sindore.

Quelsala asked Sallene, the troll scout general standing beside her, "Sallin, have you heard of Zulgrab?" ”

"I've heard about some fragments before, but I don't know much about them." Sallyn said.

"Well, you're still young, and it's okay if you haven't heard of it. I'll take you to Zur Grab for a while, it's a mysterious place. There are only so many left of the once Gulabash Troll Empire. Quelsara said.

"Brother Quill, Zur Grab has a place like Zul Falak!" Anvena asked.

"Zur Grab is much stronger than Zulfarak, and the troll leaders in it are not simple. This time we came back from the temple, and we probably had to make a trip to Zur Grab. Quelsara said.

"Why?" Eldara and Sefir asked.

"I guess this visit to the temple should be to investigate the matter of the blood god Haka, if that's the case, Zur Grab must come here." Quelsala explained.

Everyone chatted with the fleet, and time passed quickly.

On this day, the fleet came to a sea area, where they could see the coastline of the distant land, and could clearly feel a very strong dark energy in the air.

"Your Highness, what is that place?" Hawksbill asked.

"Where was once the dark swamp, now the Cursed Lands. It was through here that the orcs invaded Azeroth. To this day, there are still scars, demons roaming around, and ogres. The space is extremely weak, and powerful shadow energy can be seen everywhere. Quelsara said.

"Your Highness, if you put us here, I can guarantee that within a month, the combat effectiveness of all soldiers will rise in a straight line." Summoner Lord Sanion said.

"Sanion, now is not the time. When we're done with this journey, I'll leave you in the Cursed Lands for the time being. However, remember not to try to communicate with powerful demons, or there will be no trouble! Quelsara said.

"Obey the teachings of His Highness!" Sanion said sincerely.

The conversation about the Cursed Lands was nothing more than a time interlude, and the fleet did not stop, following the route marked on the map, and on the fourth day of departure from Booty Bay, the fleet docked at the port of Megalosh Town.

Grich, the captain of the Slurry, entertained Quelsala and arranged for the army to be stationed in the camp guarded by the Town. Garkisen had already announced to all the strongholds on the mainland about the tribe taking over the defense of Garkisen, so for the safety of Garkisen's relatives and friends, the leaders of the outlying strongholds were respectful to the tribe's army and leaders.

"Your Highness, please sit inside, I have arranged a banquet, and there will be a dance party tonight to catch the wind for Your Highness." Captain Gridge respectfully let Quelsala into the inn's ballroom.

"Captain is polite, we are here this time just to rest for one night, and tomorrow we will leave for the temple of Atahaca." Quelsara said.

"Your Highness, I have a lot of words. It's better not to go to the temple. In the past, there was a green dragon guarding it, and it was quite peaceful, and occasionally we would go there for mining and medicine collection. However, it has not been quite peaceful in recent times, and neither the price mining team nor the medicine collection team we sent out have been able to come back. Captain Glick said, "Finally we retrieved the Captain's diary, only to learn that they had been ambushed by a group of trolls, and that he had recorded that some green dragons were involved. ”

"Thank you, Captain, for the reminder. However, we have a mission to go to the temple this time, and we are relatively well prepared, so don't worry. Quelsara said.

"In that case, I won't say more. However, you must be careful of the troops of the Alliance when you go to the temple. There have been a lot of Alliance scouts there, and not long ago, the humans here fought with the Orcs of Stonerd. There are still a few small battles going on. "Captain Glick is in the swamp of sorrow.

"As far as I know, the orc Stoner has just been established!" Quelsara said.

"It's that the orcs were ambushed by humans when they landed!" "At that time, we hadn't received a subpoena from Gakison, so we weren't involved," Glick said. ”

"It's fine, if they don't mess with me, I won't go looking for trouble. But if they break in on their own, I'll let their power disappear in the swamp of sorrow. Quelsara said.

Hearing Quel'sala's words, Glick suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back, and he couldn't help but shiver when he was blown by the wind of the swamp of sorrow.

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The Alliance's swamp tide outpost, where Commander Joanna Bruhart is working on his desk. A few days ago, in a battle with the orcs, the alliance side suffered a lot of damage. The orcs seemed to be trying to establish an outpost in the Swamp of Sorrows, and in order to protect the strength of the alliance, Joanna chose to let the main orc force go over and turn to small groups of guerrilla warfare. Now he's about to send a message to Stormwind for help.

"Report!" The voice of a herald rang out outside Jona's door.

"Come in!"

"Commander, the front line scouts have reported that early this morning, a group of elven troops has landed from the coastline and is heading in our direction." Herald report.

"Elves? Is it Kadore? Or a blood elf! Joanna asked.

"According to intelligence, it has always been a blood elf army, with complete configurations for each class, and the combat strength is not bad." The herald said.

"Now that the Blood Elves have joined the Horde, they must have come from Quel'Thalas to support the Orcs. The order went down, all the troops were assembled, and we ambushed them halfway. "Commander Joanna Bruhart has given orders to ambush Quelsala halfway.

(End of chapter)