The next time I saw Brian Copperbeard was on the way to Fort Watch. An army of dwarves on goats followed him, everyone running out of breath and their armor scattered.

"Hey, guys, you're doing this job too fast, we're done before we even arrive!" The old dwarf greeted him and complained dissatisfiedly, he also saw Masrae behind Diego, and greeted him familiarly, "Long time no see, elf, you look stronger!" ”

"Long time no see, Brian, may Elune light your path!" Masrae said with a smile.

"Well, it would be better if Madam Bai could be merciful and reward me with a pot of ale." Brian brushed the dust off his beard and quipped, "My throat is smoking!" ”

Several people laughed, Elune's teachings have always been generous, and the followers of this generous goddess will never be angry at a mortal joke, as long as you don't mean to offend.

"What's that?" Looking at the huge weapons of the Abyss Lord dragging behind several war horses, Brian asked in surprise.

"You can't even guess what we killed!" Masrae played a trick.

"With such a heavy weapon, it must be a big guy who can wield it, a doomsday guard?" Brian blinked, guessing.

"No!" Masrae shook his head.

"Could it be the Demon Guardian? It can't be the head of the Abyss Lord, right? ”

"You guessed it!" The Night Elves nodded and smiled.

"Oh my God! What a ......," Brian almost jumped to his feet—if he hadn't ridden on the back of a goat, he must have done that—and shouted, "You know, the bones of the Abyss Lord that Grom Hell's Roar killed back then are still hanging at the gates of Orgrimmar's Grommash Fortress, and the orcs even made up a song about that terrible battle in Rockweednord, which has been sung ever since!" ”

"Not all Abyss Lords are as powerful as Manolos!" Diego explained that these Anihelan demons were born from the purest hatred of the Twisted Void, and that Manolos was their leader. This Abyss Lord is certainly not as powerful as Manolos, and his position is not as important as the latter, you must know that in Draenor, Manolos' demonic blood has polluted almost all orc clans, pushing them into the abyss of madness.

"That's amazing enough! Diego, you could have added another pattern to your family crest, and to be honest, you're the most powerful hunter in all of Azeroth, the Ogre, the Lich, the Dragon, the Hellfire, the Dreadlord, ......, and now with the addition of an Abyss Lord, what monster you can't kill? Brian exclaimed, snapping his fingers.

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When the victors returned to the Watchtower, Masrae was surprised to find that it had been completely transformed into a huge military camp, with the Watchberg Legion, the Moonstream Brigade, the Second Legion of the Stormwind Kingdom, and two Dwarven Legions, a full five legions crammed into the thick rocky walls, squeezing it like a canned herring, and there was barely a place to stay. As the master, Commander Waynes had to move half of the Watchberg Legion to a mine outside the city, so that the place could be more relaxed.

In the evening of the same day, the commanders of the various regiments got together for the first joint meeting.

The first thing that was decided at the meeting was the command of the coalition forces. Although Diego has the Second Legion and the Moon Creek Brigade in his hands, and Brian Copperbeard commands two dwarven legions, both of which have more troops than Waynes, Diego does not think that he has the ability to command large legions to fight, and Brian prefers to charge on the front line, so the command of the coalition finally falls on Waynes, after all, this veteran has fought demons for most of his life and has more experience than anyone here.

However, everyone knows that when Varian Ureon arrives with subsequent reinforcements, the command will naturally be handed over to His Majesty, after all, more than half of the army will be his subjects, and Varian is not a rookie who knows nothing about how to command the army. But Waynes would still serve as the king's aide-de-camp and assist him in commanding the war.

On the agenda for the rest of the year, the commanders were very divided over whether to attack or defend, especially after Masrae recounted what he had seen in the Demon Fortress

"We should take advantage of the demons' foothold, defeat them in one fell swoop, and then drive them back to the Dark Gate!" Brian was the first to speak, he was a real man of action and couldn't wait to make a big splash.

"Unfounded? Didn't you hear from the Night Elves, they've even built a fortress! "It was the commander of the Second Legion, a veteran of nearly fifty years old who had always been steady and never took risks.

Diego glanced at him, but did not stop him from speaking - the pre-war meeting can have the effect of brainstorming, and a group of stuffy gourds have a meeting, what good countermeasures can be held?

"And we also lack the heavy weapons to storm the fortress, which, as far as I know, is built of solid rock and may be protected by evil magic!" Masrae also said with some concern.

"Who said we don't have heavy weapons? The dwarf engineers' steam tanks could have smashed that damn fortress to the ground! Brian said proudly.

"Can I say a word?" In the corner of the conference hall, a crisp voice suddenly rang out, it was a dwarf, and that baby-faced face made it difficult for you to tell his actual age. Diego recognized him as the chief technician of the mixed legion of dwarves and gnomes. Seeing everyone's surprised eyes, the dwarf was a little nervous, but he still insisted on expressing his opinion.

"In fact, our small steam tanks were designed against the living forces of the enemy and were not suitable for storming fortresses. Siege the city, that's the work of a large siege tank! The chief technician said matter-of-factly, not thinking about saving some face for his boss at all. Uh, that's what technology is so straightforward, what to say.

Brian, who was still emotional, suddenly froze, and his face turned red. However, he didn't get angry at the chief technician for not following his words, he just picked up the cup in front of him and poured it hard.

"But we can't afford to be stubborn, at least make sure that the road from Fort Watch to the Swamp of Sorrow to the north is clear, because that's our back road, and reinforcements and supplies from Stormwind will pass through it." Diego interjected that if the pass leading to the swamp of sorrow was controlled by demons, the Watch Fort would be a lonely city, with five legions crammed into it, and without supplies, they would starve to death.

"In my opinion, the best way to do this is to build a line of defense in the middle of the Cursed Lands," Waynes stood up, gesturing on the skin map on his table, speaking of the terrain of the Cursed Lands that he was more familiar with than anyone else, "From the Storm Altar to the Polluter Heights, to the Valley of the Serpent, the terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and we can build a defensive line with them as support, so that we can gain strategic depth and ensure the security of the rear." ”

This was almost the most reasonable plan, and everyone present nodded their heads and agreed to the plan.

"Now, then, let's discuss where each legion is to be garrisoned!" Waynes looked at everyone present and said solemnly. To be honest, the biggest headache for the commander of a coalition force is not how to command the battle, but how to deal with the coordination between them and put each unit in the position that suits them best.

"Wish I could do it!" He said to himself in his heart.