Chapter 58: The Controversy (Page 1/1)

The moon shadow is dim. Distant mountains, lonely crows, black clouds, late at night, when Ares looked into the distance, a cold wind hit, and he suddenly felt a chill to the bone. He had never been so weak, he had always been physically strong, and the holy light flowed through his body all the time, plus the power of the remaining sun well. He was the most powerful paladin in Lordaeron, but at this moment, he really felt the cold. The wind and snow of Northrend beat mercilessly against the Alliance's camp and Ares's heart.

He didn't know where Sylvanas would go in the middle of the night, he was the best hunter in Quel'Salas, and he had been tempered for a long time. Superior craftsmanship. However, that was in Quel'Thalas, in Northrend, where there was no grass, flora and fauna, and it was difficult to find prey if it was not the indigenous population of the area. Even more worrying for Ares is the Lich King, as well as the ubiquitous Scourge of the Dead. No matter how powerful Sylvanas is, they are only one person after all, and they have a few followers at most, but they can kill ten, twenty undead, and they are still powerless in front of hundreds or thousands of undead warriors. Once, like that day, encountering a Scourge Lord like Anubarak, the Windranger will be doomed.

Thinking of this, Ares was sad. Unconsciously, there were a few more gray hairs, fluttering in the cold night, and a sense of vicissitudes and sadness arose.

The white lady and the blue child hung high in the night sky, and the moonlight lengthened his figure and his thoughts. The time when Sylvanas was on the back of a griffin and hugged sweetly behind his back seems to be vivid. In Lordaeron, the images of their intimacy and skin-to-skin kiss also kept flashing.

Ares didn't know how he fell asleep until dawn, when their commander was found lying on a large rock, his eyebrows frosty......

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"We have to speed up the march! I suggest that we don't have to wait for the scouts to come back to report the information, and proceed at this pace, and by the time we reach Dongyong Lake, the treasure there will have already been robbed by the tribe! ”

Inside the huge Alliance headquarters, the dwarf Jarrin. Gondoris sat in his place and proposed loudly. After joining up with Varian's Stormwind Legion, the Alliance Expeditionary Force became unusually large. However, as Ares and Jean had predicted, the larger the legion, the slower the march. Because the larger the size of the legion, the larger the logistics team required. After all, when fighting outside, there are very few supplies that can be obtained locally.

Therefore, tens of thousands of people must be difficult to manage if they want to act in unison. Due to various factors, although the size of the army has become larger, it is far less flexible than before.

This is what the dwarves are most anxious about, the treasure of the winter hugging lake, as if there is some kind of magic, these few words alone are enough to make them extremely excited all day long, tossing and turning, and unable to sleep. It seems that you can't wait a minute.

Seeing his close relatives in Ironforge Castle so crazy, the Hammer Lord Vorstad was worried, however, the alliance was not his alliance alone, it was not his own decision, and there was nothing Furstad could do about it.

"No! You must be clear, Yarlin, that Northrend is not Lordaeron or Danmoro, and we know very little about this continent. We don't know the terrain, and we don't know how many natural disasters and undead are hidden in this land. It is absolutely not okay to act rashly without investigation! That's too dangerous. ”

What Furstad wanted to say, let Ares say. Of course, the same words, spoken by Ares, also seem heavier.

It's just that it looks like the dwarves don't agree.

"Too dangerous? I don't think so. Marching at such a slow pace is the real danger! Such a large legion is advancing at a high speed on land, and it is easy for the enemy to spot. Besides, if the treasure falls into the hands of the Horde, then we are passive, and don't forget, both the Horde and the Lich King are our enemies. The Horde is only temporarily allied with us, but once the threat of the Scourge is removed, it will still be the Alliance's greatest enemy! ”

Arrin replied excitedly.

It can be seen that the faces of Ares and Jean and others are getting more and more ugly. Obviously, the dwarves' advice is insane. Not once since the Coalition was founded had it sent troops without reconnaissance. Dwarves are adventurous, and humans are equally adventurous, but this is also planned and limited. It's like this, there is no bottom line.

"It's better to be slower than to be bold. Yarlin, you are risking the lives of the 100,000 brothers of the Alliance! ”

Ares said aloud.

The atmosphere at the scene became more and more tense.

Varian sat there, silent. Ronin frowned, staring at the dwarves who had been devoured by greed.

"Don't use the Alliance to press me, Ares. The Alliance is not yours alone, there are 20,000 dwarves of Ironforge, 50,000 Stormwind soldiers, 10,000 elven troops of Gilneth and Quel'Thalas, 5,000 warriors of the Brute Hammer Clan, and the rest are yours. You are reluctant to attack, you are unwilling to advance towards the lake of Winter Hug only for the sake of your wife, we all know, Sylvanas is gone, you are anxiously looking for her, and you have no intention of directing the legion on the march......"

"Enough! This matter has nothing to do with Sylvanas! ”

Before the dwarf could finish speaking, Ares interrupted him with a roar.

Arrin was stunned for a moment, but then he came back to his senses, and then taunted—

"I've heard that you've even used a griffon knight to help you find the Windranger. At the moment of the great enemy, because of your personal feelings, you should really reflect on yourself. ”

"Arrin, how can you talk to Ares like that?! You are also the one who has been helped by him, and without him, the Scourge Legion would have advanced beyond Danmoro! Without him, there would be no Lordaeron Republic today! Without him, the people of Lordaeron would still be displaced, the targets of the Scourge undead. No matter what he did, you have no right to laugh at him like that! ”

Finally, Jean couldn't take it anymore, and he slapped the table with his big rough hands, and slammed himself to his feet, shouting at the dwarves for madness and impoliteness.

Everyone waited for Ares to defend himself.

However, after a moment of silence, Ares had no intention of defending himself. You can see the stern look in his eyes.

Finally, Ares spoke again—

"I will never allow the march to Dongyong Lake without receiving reconnaissance information, this is an order."

Ares said fiercely.

He stared at Yarlin like a vicious wolf.

However, the dwarves did not hesitate.

"Your orders are not valid for me! Ironforge's army would not be at the mercy of outsiders unless ordered by King Magni himself. ”

Responding to Ares' back, Arrin yelled in response.

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