The horde army had retreated, and by three months the mountain fortress was half-finished, and although it had not yet formed a complete defensive system, the towering walls had been erected. Can withstand the small onslaught of the tribe. Seeing that the wind was making the rudder, the goblins saw that the alliance had won for the time being, and secretly made a deal with Dalin. Only this time, Dai Lin did not let them sit on the ground and raise the price, but purchased stones and various materials at normal trade prices. It should be said that the admiral did not remember the grudge of the goblins, and was already very tolerant and generous.

Everything seems to be back to normal, back to the beginning, not the beginning. At the very least, the Alliance had stumbled ashore and established its own castle on the ancient continent of Karimdor. Although no one knows how long this Union fortress, built on high ground, will hold out.

However, when everything returned to calm, Admiral Dalin's obsessive revenge was awakened again. Taking the initiative and attacking the tribe's lair, the topic of attacking the tribe's lair was once again brought to the table for discussion.

But this time, many are no longer silent. Including the Marshal of Stormwind who came from afar, Reginald.

"My people are suffering, Stormwind is in dire straits under the control of that wicked countess, and the institutions of the kingdom are paralyzing. The entire kingdom of Stormwind is in danger, and you are here to discuss how to attack the Horde? Admiral Prodmoor, let me ask you, with our current strength, can we capture the base camp of the orcs? The city of rock and terracotta was home to millions of orcs. With the amount of troops we have now, even if we wait until we die here, we won't be able to capture that orc city. You should come to your senses, ladies and gentlemen, we have not come to Kalimdor this time to trouble the orcs, not to destroy the orcs, but to find my king Varian. The true king of Stormwind. That is the purpose of our trip, and you have gone further and further in the fury of vengeance! ”

In the castle meeting room, Reginald spoke loudly against Dalin's suggestion in front of everyone. This army is essentially composed of four forces, Ares can be said to represent the Lordaeron side, Jean represents the Gilneth camp, Daillin represents Kurtilas, and Reginald is more special, although he is only one person, he also represents the Stormwind Kingdom. Daylin essentially did not have the power to command him.

In the face of Reginald's unceremonious questioning, Daillin was obviously annoyed, but he couldn't do anything about the former Marshal of Stormwind.

"Look for Varian. Yes, I also know that the purpose of our trip is to find Varian. But you know, Lord Reginade, it's been a long time since our spies have heard from us, and the gates of the tribe are tightly sealed. People who are not tribesmen can't get in at all. There is only one best way to find Varian - and that is to siege the city, drive out the orcs, raze the city to the ground, and then we can search on a large scale and find Varian. ”

Dai Lin then said.

And hearing this, Ares and Reginald can say that they really want to crush this crazy admiral with one palm. Reginald said so clearly just now, the current strength of the alliance is only a few hundred thousand, and it can be said that the city has just been built under the nose of the tribe. It is difficult to protect himself, but Dai Lin wants to attack the base camp of the tribe, which is tantamount to killing himself. Ares understood what Reginald hadn't finished, so he almost pointed to Dalin's nose and said-"An alliance with Stormwind is called an alliance, and an alliance without Stormwind is just a group of miscellaneous soldiers...... but out of etiquette, Reginald couldn't bear to say it.

It can be said that Reginald was originally excited and excited to fight side by side with his childhood idols and heroes, but things have evolved to this point today, which has exceeded the maximum that Reginald can tolerate. Every time the Alliance wastes time here, the slimmer Stormwind's hopes become. Thinking that his kingdom was dividing and sinking, Reginald sat on pins and needles.

"It can't be. I still insist on my opinion, General Prodmore, that we do not have enough troops and do not have stable logistics. That tribe's stronghold is absolutely impossible to capture. ”

Reginald retorted.

"What do you mean? Are we just watching the orcs regroup right under our noses? Marching towards the newly built castle? ”

Dai Lin asked rhetorically. His brows were furrowed, and it was clear that anger had come uncontrollably into his face.

"It is only a matter of time before the Horde counterattacks, and we should fortify the castle and prepare supplies and food for war. And not to be proactive again. Alternatively, we can take advantage of the present short-lived victory and make a request to the leader of the tribe, Thrall, to surrender King Varian. ”

In the face of Dalin's difficulty, Reginald replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hmph...... By doing so, you're exposing Varian to the Horde's swords, and no orc will let go of the king of the human kingdom. Not to mention that he is Varian. ”

Dalin scoffed.

"We don't say, who knew he was Varian? Only a few of us present knew about that clue. Ordinary Union soldiers don't know, let alone the Horde? If Sal wants to hand over that man, we will make peace with them, and Sal will not refuse to accept such conditions. As far as I know, orcs need to recuperate, too. And this person, we can fabricate his identity, a nationally wanted criminal? Amnesiac nobles or counts? In short, just make an identity and ask the tribe to give some war reparations to dispel their concerns. ”

Reginald tried his best to control his emotions and replied calmly.

"Then your wishful thinking, Sal will not agree. There is no peace between humans and orcs! Also, even if Sal agrees, how can you guarantee that the person in the clue is Varian? Maybe it's just someone who looks like Varian and has a similar experience. ”

Dalin continued to stubbornly refuse. This is no longer the words that a sane person should say. Reginald was almost so angry that he gritted his teeth and couldn't speak.

"What do you think, Ares?"

Seeing Reginald's face red, he had nothing to say. Daillin turned his gaze to Ares, wanting to hear what his son-in-law had to say. Yes, in his heart, Dahlin already recognized Ares as his son-in-law. In the battle of the Alpine Fortress, this paladin played a triumphant song of the alliance and saved the legion from collapse.