Days of pouring rain finally stopped at midnight, and the abundant rain almost turned the Elwyn Forest into an impassable watershed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And at this moment, the Mogu cavalry from Shining Gold Town moved silently on the muddy road.

After learning that the Xiquan Fortress was attacked, the Four Kings finally sent a rescue team, and at this moment the Four Kings were heading towards the Xiquan Fortress with two thousand Yanggu Iron Cavalry elites.

The road under the horseshoe began to spread to the west and to the north, branching off into two distinct roads.

To the west, is the western wilderness, the tribe's current granary, but also the tribe's strategic materials to raise the place, and to the north, the Yanggu Iron Cavalry who rushed here can already see the western fortress, in the dark night, the lighthouse above the Xiquan fortress in the distance is flashing a dim light.

At this moment, the four kings seemed to be preoccupied with the fortress that was about to fall, and they really did not notice the strangeness of this area in the slightest.

It wasn't until they were about to approach the fortress of Xiquan that the troops in front were attacked, and in the middle of the night, a large number of Alliance soldiers surrounded the Four Kings and their so-called reinforcements.

In a moment, the arrows covered the support army, and in a moment, the Yanggu Iron Cavalry was in chaos.

"Assemble!"

The hoarse cry of the Witch King Tian was so small in the mournful screams and shouts of the ancient iron horsemen.

With a deep uneasiness in his heart, the Witch King pulled the reins violently, rode his horse and galloped a few steps before snatching a huge horn from the flag officer's hand, blowing it with all his might, and in a hurry, he even subconsciously used the power of the blessing of the King of Thunder and Lightning.

"Whew!"

Fortunately, the long and low sound of the horn still resounded throughout the battlefield, but unfortunately, the Witch King woke up too late.

As if in response to the sound of the trumpet, the continuous sound of war drums suddenly sounded from all directions, and in an instant they intertwined into a magnificent symphony. The deafening sound of drums and trumpets swept through everything like thunder and lightning.

Under the shocked gaze of the Yangu Iron Horseman, groups of heavily armed Alliance soldiers stepped out of the jungle in the distance with swift and silent steps.

The shiny blades of the tomahawk shimmered white in the moonlight, and the light came from all directions and instantly joined together,

Thousands of Union soldiers gradually closed into a seemingly impregnable defensive line, blocking all the retreat and diversion routes of reinforcements.

Especially in the place close to the Xiquan Fortress, thousands of elite Alliance Human Paladins had unknowingly set up a sharp arrow formation, roaring towards the Yanggu Iron Knights who were trying to reorganize their formation.

"Whole team, meet the enemy!"

There was no time to wait for the disorganized subordinates to regroup, and the witch king, who had come to his senses, had already brandished his staff and shouted orders, and the war horse under his crotch galloped out.

Behind him, some of the fast-reacting Yanggu Iron Cavalry followed closely behind him without hesitation, and gradually adjusted their formation during the charge, but more continued to scurry around in a daze.

The distance of hundreds of meters was only a fleeting moment for the cavalry, but in a matter of moments, the Alliance Paladin Legion rushed into the army formation of Yangu Iron Cavalry.

rushed to the front of the Witch King like this, and at this moment, the four kings didn't have time to think about it at all, they barely had time to reorganize their formation.

Thousands of elite paladins, plus countless alliance infantry, two thousand Mogu cavalry were no match at all, although the Mogu clan tried to break through, but the alliance did not give them the slightest chance.

With a portion of the Mogu cavalry killed, the situation began to take a turn for the worse.

The defeat of the four kings is already doomed, to be precise, the defeat of the Mogu clan is already doomed.

Since then, Westspring Fortress and Shining Gold have returned to Varian's rule, and the only thing the Alliance has had to deal with is the orcs stationed in Stormwind.

……

A few days later.

Allied Army Garrison, Conference Hall.

In the hall, the leaders of the Alliance, led by Varian, were seated on the left side of the meeting, while an orc and a troll sat on the right.

The rugged fangs and linen robes simply wrapped around the orc's strong body, and the red shaman beads hung from his neck and shone brightly, teaching people to feel his incredible strength at a glance, and the orc sitting here was none other than Thrall, the former chief of the tribe and now the leader of the Ring of the Earth.

The troll beside him, with huge fangs, long dark red hair, brown trapper armor, and a scimitar, was none other than the current Great Chief of the Horde, Woking.

At this moment, the Alliance and the Horde are talking about "solving" Garrosh and his "Iron Tribe", and now Garrosh has caused more than a little crisis to Azeroth, and the return of Garrosh has also made the tribesmen of Orgrimmar feel the crisis.

You know, the blood feud between Woking's tribe and Garrosh can be called an undying blood feud, just like the panda people and the Mogu clan.

A few years ago, Sal and Chief Woking were about to kill Garrosh in Orgrimmar's underground fortress, and Woking and Sal would not forget, let alone Garrosh.

"Welcome, Gouyle (Sal), Chief Woking."

At King Varian's beckoning, the meeting began, and the leaders of the alliance greeted the two tribal representatives.

"On behalf of the Horde, I greet all of you, Garrosh is trying to destroy the world, and at this time, the Horde is willing to fight alongside the Alliance." Grand Chief Wojin was the first to speak, and he recounted solemnly, "I believe everyone understands that we must solve Garrosh as soon as possible, with the rise of the Iron Tribe, Garrosh's power is getting bigger and bigger, if it continues for a long time, it will be more and more difficult to deal with Garrosh." ”

As the Grand Chief of Woking spoke, the leaders of the alliance present exchanged their heads with each other, and the buzzing discussion rang out, and it was clear that everyone agreed with Woking's words.

"I deeply regret what happened to Stormwind, Garrosh is not worthy to rule Stormwind, and he is not worthy to rule the royal city that belongs to the Alliance." Amid the discussion, Sal said, "It is incumbent upon us to stop Garrosh's conspiracy, and the Ring of the Earth will contribute its own strength to this world." ”

Saar's words also shocked everyone's spirits.

"Thank you for your support."

Varian spoke on behalf of the Alliance, his gaze full of determination.

"Once the Horde and the Alliance joined forces to defeat Garrosh, and now, we will join forces again, Leaders of the Alliance, and at this time, we need to be united."

"Seconded!"

"Agreed!"

"The Three Hammers Council is willing to send troops!"

At this time, no one would refuse the help of the tribe, and the leaders of the alliance expressed their approval.

"Agreed!"

Monsoon's answer is the same.

Now, in addition to humans, draenei, night elves, werewolves, dwarves, and gnomes, the pandarens have also joined the alliance, not only monsoon, but also the armies of farodis and assuna have joined the alliance and become new members of the alliance.