Blackstone Tower, the top of the tower.

Instead of sitting on his throne, Nefarion, the current King of the Black Dragons, was standing on the edge of the top of the Blackstone Tower, gazing at the land known as the Scorching Canyon to the north of the Blackstone Tower, and in the distance as far as his eye could see, a mixed army of bronze-bearded dwarves and humans was marching along the road, and their destination was the Blackstone Tower.

Although according to the known information, the target of this army is only the Black Iron Dwarves, Nefarian is still faintly uneasy and irritated.

It's been the fifteenth year since Nefarian came to the Blackstone Tower to incorporate the old tribes, and over the years, although the Black Iron Dwarves and the tribe have been fighting back and forth from time to time as before he came, Nefarian doesn't mind this little bit of petty fighting between mortal races, in fact, the Blackstone Tower is perfect in all aspects of Nefarian's eyes, so he has set up the lair of the Black Dragon Legion here.

Home to the largest volcano in Azeroth, the sulphur and scorching environment is crucial for the development of dragon eggs--- especially the black dragon eggs, which Nefarian needs to breed and experiment with young dragons.

What's even more perfect is that in the past three hundred years, most mortal races such as humans, elves, or dwarves have also avoided this place because of the volcano, which can make it easy for the traces of the Black Dragon Legion not to be leaked, and it will not be found by the enemy and disturb Nefarian's experiments.

This is especially important because of the reason for Deathwing, the king of the black dragon, the Black Dragon Legion can be described as full of enemies.

Their worst enemy is the other four-colored dragons, and for the past 10,000 years, the relationship between the black dragon and the other dragons has been completely life-and-death, and since fifteen years ago, the Black Dragon Legion has begun to be hostile to all the races of the Alliance.

After the Battle of Grimbaatar, most of the Alliance became aware of Deathwing's inglorious role in the Orc Wars, and it was then that the Dalaran Six began to openly reward any clues about the Black Dragon Legion, forcing Nefarian to be careful.

In order to ensure secrecy in the vicinity of the Blackstone Tower, Nefarian even sent his sister Onexia under the alias Katrana to the most powerful Stormwind Kingdom near the Blackstone Tower, to stir up the situation and ensure that humanity would not have time to focus on the worthless land of the North.

Onexia's actions have had a good time at some point.

She designed to assassinate Queen Tiffin, and the queen's death had also made the young king sad and decadent for a while, and when the king had finally recovered, the undead disaster that broke out in the north destroyed most of the countries of the alliance, and the kingdom of Stormwind was also trapped in the civil unrest of the western wilderness, Nefarian thought that the alliance would not be able to slow down for at least twenty years, so he relaxed his vigilance like Onexia.

But in less than half a year since Onexia returned to the lair to rest, the situation changed unexpectedly, the once invincible Lich King fell into a deep sleep, the Defia Brotherhood was pacified, and a new alliance was re-established.

This made Nefarian a little uneasy, so he accepted Onexia's offer to kidnap King Varian and arrange the next blow, hoping to plunge the country into chaos after losing his brain.

But things didn't turn out as Nefarian had expected, and at the critical moment, Varian's new queen stepped up, blocked the next few attacks, calmed people's hearts, and the whole country was not only restored to its former stability under her leadership, but even faintly showed signs of more prosperity.

In this case, Nefarian can only hope that the last hole card will have some effect.

Onexia had told Nefarian about her latest progress two days ago, she had used magic to split King Varian into two identical people, the weak one had been successfully controlled by her, and the other strong doppelganger had fallen into the sea and disappeared, as long as the right time came, Onexia would bring the weak Varian she controlled back to the Stormwind Kingdom and make waves again.

But before the right time for Onexia had arrived, the Stormwind Kingdom had already sent an army, which made Nefarian a little worried, even if it didn't seem out of the ordinary.

According to Nefarion's knowledge, a few days ago, the Black Iron Dwarves rebelled, and they, along with an army of water elementals, drove out Ragnaros.

After learning that the Black Iron Dwarves had lost the Lord of Fire, King Magni almost immediately launched a request for help from the Stormwind Kingdom, asking the Stormwind Kingdom to send troops to help the Copperbeard Dwarves teach the Black Iron Dwarves a lesson.

The regent of the Kingdom of Stormwind did not refuse the request of her allies, she sent Duke Bervar to lead a part of the elite troops to Ironforge by subway, under the command of King Magni, in the following days, King Magni and Bovar joined forces and marched to the Blackstone Tower, until just now, Nefarian could see the vanguard of the human dwarven alliance.

This seems to be no problem, the hatred between the Copperbeard Dwarves and the Black Iron Dwarves is well known, and it is unlikely that the Alliance's army will let the Black Iron Dwarves not attack the other forces attacking the Black Stone Tower, and the Stormwind Kingdom does not send many troops, but Nefarian is still a little vaguely uneasy.

In this state of mind, Nefarian called out to his men.

"Dakisas."

"Yes, Your Majesty." A dragonman general stepped forward.

"What are those Black Iron Dwarves doing now?"

"Just like two days ago, they are hiding in the fortress and are busy preparing for battle, Your Majesty, it seems that this group of black dwarfs is going to be unlucky today." General Dakisas's voice was filled with unconcealed schadenfreude.

"Okay, Dakisas, you inform Wimsalak and tell his army to be on guard and keep an eye on the Black Iron Dwarves and the Alliance."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After General Dakisas led the order to retreat, Nefarian was also reassured.

In terms of the Alliance's strength, it is unlikely that they will have the spare strength to march to the upper echelons of the Blackstone Tower after defeating the Black Iron Dwarves, and the strength of the old tribe under Nefarian is actually not weak, and they are very brave and good at fighting, even if the target of this alliance army is the old tribe of the Blackstone Tower, it is difficult to take the Blackstone Tower.

Nefarian has already determined his attitude towards the arrival of the Alliance forces this time, and he will focus on careful observation and try not to clash with the Alliance forces.

But if the Alliance army crosses the border, his attitude will not be weak, and he will make the Alliance understand that the Blackstone Tower is a hard bone, and that the Blackstone Tower itself is not of much value to humans and the Copperbeard Dwarves, and the Alliance will not fight the old tribes in the Blackstone Tower here.

Under Nefarian's gaze, the Alliance's troops gradually approached the Blackstone Tower, and one after another pieces of information were sent to Nefarian by his subordinates, and soon Nefarian felt that something was wrong.

"You're saying that instead of tortoises in their fortress, the Black Iron Dwarves have run out of the fortifications and are lining up?" Nefarian looked at General Le Shrell on the other side in surprise, "Do they want to play a decisive battle with the Alliance?" ”

The dragon man general was also puzzled, and he was puzzled: "That's right, Your Majesty, I also think this is very unreasonable, but it is the case. ”

Neither Nefarian nor Le Shrell could understand what the Black Iron Dwarves wanted to do, their movements were very abnormal, and the current approach was completely to promote their weaknesses and avoid their strengths, but according to their understanding of the Black Iron Dwarves, although the Black Iron Dwarves were stubborn, they were by no means stupid, why did they do this?

Nefarian's question was answered shortly after, and a dragonman herald rushed to the top of the tower, panicking, "Oh no, Your Majesty, the Alliance did not fight with the Black Iron Dwarves, on the contrary, they joined forces with the Black Iron Dwarves to launch an attack on Hodmar City in two directions, and General Wimsalaq asked you to send reinforcements as soon as possible." ”

"What did you say?" Le Shreel said incredulously, "How could the Black Iron Dwarves join forces with the Alliance!" ”

The herald hurriedly argued: "This is true, General, this is what we have seen with our own eyes, and now there is an emergency below. ”

"But ......"

"Alright," Nefarian stood up, his expression extremely serious, and in a short time he understood the gravity of the situation, "Whatever the reason for the Black Iron Dwarves to join forces with the Alliance, it is now an established fact, the Blackstone tribe alone is not so attractive to the Alliance, I'm afraid their real target is us, Alazam-"

"Yes." The herald responded loudly to the Black Dragon King.

"Go and give General Dakisas an order to bring the Broken Shield Legion to support Wimsalaq, orc trolls and the like are good no matter how many deaths they have, and they must hold the city of Hodmar."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The herald was ordered to leave, and Nefarian then looked at his general: "Le Shrel, you go and lead the other dragonmen to prepare, it is estimated that we will have to relocate." ”

The news caught Le Shreel off guard, and he opened his mouth wide and tried to justify:

"Is it that serious, Your Majesty? We've been here for years, and we've controlled so many orc trolls, isn't it a shame to just give up? Even if the Alliance and the Black Iron Dwarves join forces, it will not be so easy for them to capture the Blackstone Tower. ”

"That's not the case, Le Shrel," Nefarian shook his head, his face was not very good at the thought of giving up years of work, "Regardless of whether the alliance can take down the Blackstone Tower or not, this place is no longer safe, and the dragons of mortals and other races will definitely come to the door one after another, and even if we can repel a few attacks, sooner or later we will not be opponents, rather than rushing around at that time, it is better to take the initiative to evacuate some of them depending on the situation." ”

Reluctantly, Le Shreel asked, "But, Your Majesty, where can we move?" ”

"Don't worry, General, I arranged a retreat a few years ago," Nefarian looked north, "and we're going to build another lair in Grimbaatar." ”