"After that devastating cataclysm, the shattered Draenor is now left with only a piece of land suspended in the void, which your expeditionary force calls the Outlands to distinguish it from the planet Draenor once had! It is mainly made up of seven regions: Hellfire Peninsula, Zangar Marsh, Teroka Forest, Nagrand, Blade's Edge, Void Storm, and Shadowmoon Valley......"

Pointing to the map of animal skins, the Prophet Velun told everyone about the geography and climate of the Outlands, the indigenous races, cities and settlements, the distribution of demonic forces, and the strongholds of the Alliance Expeditionary Force in each region. The amount of information was so large that it took him a full two hours, even though he had tried to be as concise as possible. Marrad, the central garrison, poured water three times on him so that he could moisten his throat, which was slightly hoarse from long talking.

Imperceptibly, the listeners had completely forgotten that the subject of their original debate was whether or not to destroy the Dark Gate, and instead focused on the land that the prophet Veron had described to them. Even though it was shattered and in danger, the primitive and vast wreckage of the planet still aroused their keen interest, not to mention that the previous expeditionary forces had already made their initial explorations here and established their foothold!

When Wei Lun finally finished speaking and sat back in his chair, the eyes of every ruler present flashed with excitement and excitement - abundant natural resources, a solid forward base, natives bent on seeking help, so many favorable conditions, if you don't develop it, you will be a fool! The Burning Legion? Counting the Battle of Antiquity and the Battle of Mount Hyjal not long ago, we have already defeated them three times, what are we afraid of?

"Well, now we vote on what to do with this dark door! I propose to keep it, who is for it and who is against? King Varian was the first to break the silence, and in his opinion, there was no need for any further discussion, and a direct vote was sufficient.

The vote was quick and resultant, with seven votes in favour and one abstention. Voting in favour were Varian Ureon, Great. Law. Ronin, Sylvanas Windranger, Brian Copperbeard, Furstad Brutehammer, and the Prophet Velon. The only one who abstained from voting was Tirio Fortin, although Silver Dawn also wanted to participate in this destined expedition to the outer lands, but the first thing they had to deal with was the Lich King Arthas entrenched in the northern continent of Northrend, and according to Veron's story, the blood elves of Queldanus Island in the north are also on the side of the demons, once these demon-addicted blood elves plan to become demons, Stratholme will be the first line against them, Silver Dawn had a hard time pulling out the main forces for what could have been a protracted expedition.

"I think we need a new covenant to record this historic moment, and one that will also help unify our actions in the outer lands." Seeing the result, Varian proposed with satisfaction.

"The Undercity can join this covenant, but this covenant is only in the Outlands, and it will take effect when fighting demons, because we have joined the Horde, and we are on the side of the Horde in the affairs of Azeroth!" Sylvanas emphasized.

"Indeed, in Azeroth, Booty Bay has always been a neutral free port, and neither for the Horde nor for the Alliance, this position will not change!" The big rich man Rivigaz also added. In the eyes of goblin merchants, joining either side means losing the other's huge market.

"Of course, this covenant is limited to dealing with demons in the outer lands!" Everyone else agreed.

In fact, with the exception of Booty Cove and Undercity, the other kingdoms - Stormwind, Silver Dawn, Dalaran, Ironforge, and Eagle's Nest were all members of the Alliance during the Second World War, and are now only re-enacting, and the Draenei don't mind using an alliance to bring the human and dwarven kingdoms closer together.

The conclusion of the Covenant did not happen overnight, it required the participating countries to discuss, negotiate and finalize it word by word, so for the next few days Diego spent the next few days with the rulers of these countries at the Violet Castle. Although he rarely expresses his opinions, his presence acts as a glue and buffer between nations, so that their arguments do not escalate into a bloody and violent conflict.

Diego is happy to take on the role, and although he has always had no patience for politics, he still tries to remain calm, trying to reconcile the balance between countries, quell anger, and resolve arguments, while trying not to influence these issues by personal preferences.

In fact, many problems are resolved by Diego alone, and the rulers of these countries are very skilled in this game of power, even the brave and almost reckless King Varian is also a veteran of political discipline from a young age, they carefully walk the edge of the line, but never touch each other's bottom line, so as not to turn the good into the bad - smashing the pot and leaving no one to eat.

So, with the joint efforts of all, on the evening of the first day, before dinner began, a new covenant was made. Everyone knew that they had to come to an agreement, as the Burning Legion fleeing back to the Outlands would not give them much time to fight the frays, and once the fleeing demons regrouped and prepared for defense, it would be exponentially more difficult to attack the Outlands.

The next day, the participants spent a day determining the composition of the coalition forces. This is a bigger headache, each kingdom wants to stuff as many of its own people into it as possible, because the more people invested, the more you can ask for benefits, but not too much, otherwise the logistics of this huge expeditionary team will drag everyone into the abyss, and after this war, some kingdoms have not been able to piece together more legions! For example, the Watchfort Legion that participated in the first battle has almost been completely disabled, and the two legions of the dwarves are now only half dead, as for the Stormwind Kingdom with the largest number of people, if you count the Moon Creek Brigade, there are only two of their five legions left, and the battle loss ratio has reached an astonishing sixty percent!

After much debate and arguing, the proportions of the coalition were finalized: half a legion in the Kingdom of Stormwind, half a legion in Ironforge, a company of mages from Dalaran, a company of griffin knights from the Hammerhammers, and a company of Thunderelephant Paladins from Marrad. Although unable to send troops, Silver Dawn still sent thirty priests with them. As for the Undercity, they were the most numerous, and since the Forsaken had fewer Tacticians in the Sea of the Undead and could not exert their power, they sent an integrated army of five thousand men. It's worth mentioning that Booty Cove didn't send their pirate fleet, considering that there were almost no seas in the Outlands, and even fewer of the larger deep waters - the Zangar Marshes were more shallow-water swamps. In fact,. It's also very difficult, they can't transport the ship to the Dark Gate!

The agenda for the third day was much the same as before, with the theme of the meeting still being war, but at the very least, the conversation began to turn to the logistical issues. For example, how the army will be assembled, how it will be stationed there, how it will be supplied - at this point, the goblins, who had not been able to send troops before, said that they could handle the supply of the entire coalition army. It's just two and a half legions, and in the eyes of the almost omnipotent goblin merchants, it's not a problem at all. However, they also made their own demand, and the alliance allowed them to trade with any race in the Outlands except demons.

In the end, the big question, of course, is who will be the commander who will rule this army.

Originally, Tirio Fording was the most suitable candidate for this position, he had rich war experience, noble character, and great prestige in all countries, and in the battle to recover the Plague Lands some time ago, he also had the experience of commanding various ethnic coalition forces, he was simply a natural coalition commander! However, now Stratholme obviously needs him more, the Scourge Legion in Northrend in the north is like an unavoidable shadow, always hanging over the Plaguelands, and the Great Lord is like the backbone of the Silver Dawn, which cannot be separated from him.

While all the other rulers felt that they should be in charge of the coalition, they, like Tirio Fordin, were inextricably linked, and everyone knew the law that the security of the throne was inversely proportional to the length of time the king had been away from the capital. So they all proposed their own candidates: Stormwind proposed Duke Berval, Undercity proposed Old Norman, and Dalaran proposed the Great. Law. Si Modra, Silver Dawn proposed Tyran Fording, Ironforge was chosen by Brian Copperbeard, and the Hammer Dwarves were chosen by Flanders, the leader of the griffin knights. Essoda, for their part, did not propose his own candidate, and seemed to prefer to be a pure guide and advisor.

Compromise was difficult to reach because everyone in the room wanted to have more say in the army, but the candidates they proposed were either inexperienced or not as well-known in prestige, and Brian Copperbeard, who seemed to fit all of these requirements, was not very interested in commanding a large army, so he was not very keen to sell himself to others.

Diego looked at the discussion with a sense of amusement, and he was often drawn into the arguments by others, sometimes seeking his support, sometimes asking him to make suggestions as a spectator, but gradually, he found that his name began to be mentioned more and more, and as the high-pitched arguments subsided, he suddenly found that many people had focused on him. This made Diego feel uncomfortable.

"I suddenly found that next to us, there was a better candidate!" Varian sat up straight and leaned himself back in his chair relaxedly.

All the rulers nodded, much to Diego's surprise - how easily they had come to an agreement? He had a vague hunch, but he wasn't so sure, he didn't even know if he would be able to take on the task.

"Well, what are you waiting for, say your opinion!" Varian exclaimed. In the eyes of this king, who likes military affairs more than politics, Diego is a nobleman of the Kingdom of Stormwind, his own person, and even more to his liking than the Duke of Berval - Berval still has to help him with state affairs, but he can't let it go!

Tirio Ferding was the first to agree, because it was no different from the candidate he had proposed—nothing more than a change from the eldest son to the younger son. Furstad and Brian immediately agreed, the young man's friendship with the dwarves and his many battles alongside him had proven his reliability. Sylvanas also expressed her approval, this human was one of the few living people she looked at pleasantly, well, maybe the word could be removed. In the end, Rivigaz also expressed his support for his big client, and as for Ronin, after seeing so many people agree, he felt that he didn't seem to need to be this bad guy.

"In you, I see hope for the Draenei!" The eyes of the prophet Veron, who had gone through thousands of years, shone with a white light, as if he really saw through Diego in its entirety. This made Diego, who had crossed over, feel weak for a while.

"Then, I declare that Count Diego Aznar will be the Supreme Commander of our coalition forces! Command all the battles of the coalition forces in the Outlands! At last the king stood up and spoke aloud.

As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause rang out in the hall.

Diego stared at his king with some anger, because the latter clearly knew that he preferred to fly the waves rather than fight with a large army. And he thinks that he doesn't have this talent either, and is more likely to lead everyone to the ditch.

"It's the only option." The King of Stormwind leaned a little over his side and whispered, his voice soft enough for Diego to be sure he was the only one who could hear the words, "If we had more time to waste, I wouldn't mind having a better fit than you - I don't think that's likely - but the Burning Legion won't continue to be in a mess for us to attack, and every minute we delay, we'll have to suffer more bloodshed and sacrifice in the future!" Would you like to accept this appointment? ”

Varian's last words were loud, his voice became serious and formal, and the room was filled with silence as everyone else waited for Diego's answer.

Diego was a little bewildered by the sudden seriousness, he had no choice, and Varian understood it. There's no way he's going to get away from it, at least not after he's done so much for it.

"I accept this appointment." He replied, "I will lead the armies of the Alliance into the Outlands!" ”