"Miss Gianna, will we win?"

"Hmm...... Yes. ”

"Hmm!"

Hearing the affirmation, the little maid immediately relieved and happily gently put down the snack she had sent to Gianna Proudmore in the magic array. Her little face was already pursed with innocent and cute little dimples, and the corners of her mouth returned to her usual carefree smile, and then she ran away happily.

Looking at her back, Gianna's own eyes were full of worry.

This question has been asked to her by many people, and she has given them a firm and affirmative answer. However, she herself is actually the most confused one.

"Gianna-sama! Urgent! ”

Before the little maid had gone out, an officer rushed in in a hurry, so frightened that the little maid hurriedly stuck to the wall and got out of the way.

The little maid looked back, and although she was a little uneasy, she didn't think much of it, and left in a hurry.

"Huh? What's up? ”

Gianna already had a bad premonition.

The officer immediately panted and reported, "Gianna-sama... Call! Navy Emergency! ”

"The naval battle in the Okaz Strait, both sides lost. But..."

"Whew... However, in the process of retreating, our army was ambushed by the undead fleet and suffered a crushing defeat. The exact circumstances are unknown, but there is no way back to Salamo Island. ”

Gianna's face sank at first, and when she heard the end, she had already made a profit.

That fleet, which is composed of the Terran Alliance's Eastern Sea Fleet plus the Dust Swamp Fleet and the Theramore Island Garrison Fleet, is the essence of the current Terran Alliance's navy, and its commander is also Gianna's most trusted admiral. The remaining fleets in the southern and western seas of the Kalimdor continent are not responsible for heavy strategic tasks, and they do not have a combined combat strength of 30% of this fleet.

This fleet, which Gianna had high hopes for, turned out to be lost. You know, Gianna is still eagerly waiting for them to come back to help Salamo Island.

"Gianna, ...... now Now ......"

The officer who came to deliver the information was obviously more aware of the current situation than the little maid just now. And compared to the little maid blindly trusting Gianna, he himself is more rational and thinks more.

"Don't worry."

That's the only thing Gianna can say.

Seeing his flustered expression, Gianna thought for a moment and said with a smile, "We'...... Isn't there a Varian knight you admire? Oh yes, now you'll call him the Storm King. ”

"Uh...... yes......"

The officer was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered the tall figure in his heart.

"Don't worry," Gianna said softly, "Hold on and wait for help, Varian will be back for us." ”

"Yes!"

The officer then let go of his worries, took his leave, and exited the room. The future in his heart still looks full of hope.

Compared with his convictions, Gianna herself was confused.

I didn't think that one day, she would also take out Varian Ureon as the most excuse, but ......

Will it be saved?

Gianna herself wasn't quite sure.

But what is certain is that no matter whether Varian comes to the rescue or not, after the Terran Alliance, it will probably become Varian's world.

In successive battles, the fleet of the once formidable Kurtilas has suffered heavy losses, and the army in her hands is not much better, with its troops being lost and the heroes of the camp killed. The current Proudmore family no longer has full control over the power of the alliance.

In addition, not long ago, because of the problem of trafficking corpses, Gianna strongly suppressed the nobles and lords who participated in the competition. Out of sensitivity to the undead, Gianna's approach was inadvertently a little more extreme, but as a result, she has now offended the people of that class.

In contrast, Varian, who is more supported by them, who behaves more brightly, has the strength at hand and is now stronger than her. There is a real possibility that she will completely replace her and become the leader of the Terran Alliance.

Moreover, Gianna can usually inadvertently feel that Variana matches his strength...... Ambition.

……

"Ambition? That's it. Let's go, Brian, I'm going to be the leader of the Alliance, but Gianna ...... Anyway, it's my sister. ”

"Cut! Varian, Arthas is also your brother, why don't you save him? ”

"If I could, I would like to save him, too."

"Hmph, don't forget. It is probable that my second brother, Muradine Copperbeard, died at the hands of Arthas on the continent of Northrend. ”

"You've said it's possible, maybe you're not dead yet. We can't all give up that hope, can we? ”

"Humph! You human...... I just like you like that. Let's go! Let's go and rescue the island of Theramore! ”

Outside New Storm City, the army of the Terran Alliance is already ready to go, just waiting for the hero in their hearts to give them a glorious mission.

Climb the tower of Storm City, look at the dense warriors below, and feel the eyes that are brave and honorable.

Varian couldn't help but look behind him again, where there stood a child, it was his son. Looking at his son's excited and somewhat nervous little eyes, Varian couldn't help but smile.

Varian's son, Crown Prince of the Storm Kingdom, Andion Lane Wrynn, bears his name from all the glory of the Storm Kingdom.

The moment he looked at him, Varian seemed to see his former self.

It was also at that moment that Varian remembered his uncle, Andon Lothar......

"For the Alliance!"

"For glory!"

"All the troops are leaving!"

“……”

……

The Orc tribe, located in the south-central Mogaure region, is home to the Minotaur clan. And Thunder Cliff, the main city of Mogaolei, is a rare city in the Kalimdor continent dominated by minotaurs.

As the Minotaur chieftain and legendary hero Cairne Bloodhoof, he is one of the few people to stay in the orc fortress of Thunder Bluff today.

And the reason why he didn't go out to play life was because there was a very important guest sitting in front of him, and this guest also carried equally important information.

Legendary prophet, Drexar, mentor of Thrall, the Great Chief of the Orcs.

The two legendary old men of the Beast Tribe, who are watching the battle situation on the east coast of the Beast Tribe, are watching the battle situation on the east coast of the Beast Tribe through Drexall's perspective, and now they don't know how worried they are.

Drexar looked at Karin Bloodhoof and said, "Karin, if you don't send any more troops, I'm afraid even Thrall and them will be in danger." ”

The Minotaur Chief let out a heavy breath in his nose and said, "I know it's time to send troops, but ...... Who will lead it? Among the legendary heroes, Thrall, Lexa, and Chan Storm Spirits are all trapped in Orgrim, Lockhan is defeated and missing, and Samro is not a soldier to lead. Who's going to do the work? Are we two old guys? ”

"How's your son, Baine Bloodhoof?" Drexal asked with a smile.

"Whew!" Carlin's bullnose let out a few long breaths again, "Don't mess around, that little cub is far off." Although he has just risen to the strength of a faction hero, this level of combat is not something he can control at his current level, so it is better to let my old bones go to the battlefield. ”

Drexal smiled and shook his head, as if he had already guessed that he would say this, and only then did he say what he really thought,

"So...... What do you think of Garrosh? He has returned to the Warsong Tribe, and is now gathering troops. As long as you nod your head, you minotaurs merge with the Warsong Tribe, and such a battle should help solve the undead crisis. ”

Karin Bloodhoof's big eyes narrowed slowly, staring at Drexar, his expression a little unhappy and a little distressed, and said coldly,

"Drexal, you know what...... You're stirring up trouble. ”