As a result, Lothar's plan to lead his troops through the Dark Gate alone changed a little. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the dinner was over, Khadgar approached Lothar.

"Sir Lothar, you may have to take me with you as you walk through the Dark Gate." Khadgar tried to say this in a helpless tone, but Lothar could clearly see the excitement in his eyes, "My teacher, the powerful astral mage Medivan, left a message about how to close the spatial rift like the Dark Gate - unfortunately, it needs to be sealed in both ways, so I'm afraid you'll have to take me with you." ”

Lothar knew that Khadgar might be hiding something, but when it came to mage matters, especially space magic, as Medivan's former apprentice, Khadgar was indeed the most vocal.

"So be it." Lothar thought for a moment, "After passing through that gate, you just stay where you are and establish a stronghold, and find a way to seal that gate. Charge into battle or find out the last black hand, or leave it to me. ”

In Lothar's eyes, even if he died on the other side of the Dark Gate, he would have died a well-deserved death - but Khadgar was different, he was still young (though he looked older than Lothar due to the curse), and he was Azeroth's tomorrow.

"But I don't think Sir Lothar will refuse the help of a hot-blooded young man, will he?" Khadgar didn't wait for Lothar to refuse, and directly teleported away, leaving Lothar alone with a helpless wry smile.

Khadgar had just left when Lothar heard another knock at the door.

"Please come in."

Drunken Wind pushed the door in, followed by Onexia.

"Hey, Lothar! I think you need to add two names to your departure list! ”

"Drunken Wind, you really don't need to wade through this troubled water. And Count Presto, we already have a strong mage Khadgar involved in this operation, and we don't need a second mage. ”

"Lothar, things are not what you think. If only two people can make it through the Dark Gate to Draenor, it's me and Onexia! She's a dragon, and this time she's on a mission. ”

"I've guessed that. But...... We all know that Deathwing is so powerful that even if she's a dragon, it's actually hard for us to resist. So I just hope not to provoke the Black Dragon King, but to fulfill our mission - to close the dark door once and for all. ”

"No, no, no......" Drunken Wind began to shake his head, "You haven't heard of Onexia's name, but I tell you, she's no ordinary dragon, she's the Black Dragon Princess, the daughter of Deathwing!" The two of us participated in this operation to stop the fall of Deathwing! ”

Lothar was visibly shocked by the news, and he had thought that the beautiful lady was a blue dragon - after all, Onexia appeared in the form of a magician.

"Lothar, this is what we have to do, just like you have to charge to defend Stormwind, so remember to take us with you."

Lothar had a lot of questions for the dragon, but he couldn't open his mouth - even a legendary warrior, it is undoubtedly very dangerous for mortals to get involved in the dragon's affairs, and he believes in the drunken wind, so he will not live up to the drunken wind's kindness to protect him, and he also believes that the drunken wind can handle this problem.

"Okay." Lothar nodded, "Tell me anything you need." ”

Having just sent off Drunken Wind and Onexia, Lothar welcomed King Kul Tiras, Admiral Dalin Prodmoor. This strong warrior, who does not like to call himself king, but prefers to call himself by military rank, gets straight to the point:

"Sir Lothar, I hope to take part in this raid as an ordinary warrior and avenge my son!"

During the Orc War, Dalin's son was burned to death in front of his eyes by a red dragon manipulated by the Dragonthroat Clan, which made the Admiral have an indissoluble hatred for both the Orc and the Dragon. This raid may meet with both of his enemies, and Dai Lin is naturally unwilling to miss this opportunity.

"Go back, Dalin!" Lothar's qualifications qualified him to call a king by his name, which he did not normally do, but which was clearly not the case now, "Can you still walk through that gate with your fleet?" Well? ”

“…… Enough for myself! ”

Lothar picked up the cup on the table and poured a glass of cold water on Dalin's face.

"You need to wake up! You are not only an admiral, you are also the king of Kul Tiras! ”

Dai Lin was silent, but he still couldn't give up this good opportunity for revenge.

"Well, Dalin, I swear! When I come back, I'll lead someone to raid Grimbaatar, and you'll be a striker when the time comes! ”

Dai Lin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say that you may not be able to come back alive, but this kind of thing could not be said, so he could only sigh and leave a little lonely.

That night, several groups of people came and went in and out of Lothar's room, hoping that they would be part of the great raid, but most of them were rejected by Lothar.

Finally, the personnel of the raid battalion were as follows:

Ser Anduin Lothar, commander of the raid battalion, Drunken Wind Ironclaw of the pandaren, Onexia, the black dragon princess, Sylvanas Windranger of the High Elves, Kudran Brutehammer of the dwarves, Khadgar, the mage who closes the door, and, of course, Kilrog who chooses to go to Oginny to meet death.

Tulayan and Aurelia, who were also bent on seeing the raid, did not agree to them because they had just gotten married, and Sylvanas had no choice but to volunteer to fight on behalf of his sister and brother-in-law, as well as the High Elves; Considering that he might split up with Drunken Wind after passing through the Dark Gate, Lothar agreed to the skilled griffon knight and allowed him to fight as a representative of the Dwarves - and then naturally refused Brian Copperbeard's offer to fight.

……………………

Just when the Alliance was ready to raid the Dark Gate, the small actions of the orc tribe also paid off.

With the help of the Black Dragon, the Death Knight reached the port of Minethil and found a ship sturdy enough to make it to the Broken Isles - and they managed to find the Scepter of Sargeras at the Tomb of Sargeras, and the process went so smoothly that it was simply unexpected.

You know, the tomb of Sargeras is dangerous, and the demithetic sorcerer Gul'dan tries to go in search of treasure, only to be torn to shreds by the demons there......

Early the next morning, a strange group of seven (2 humans, 1 pandaren, 1 black dragon, 1 orc, 1 dwarf, and 1 elf) rode griffins to the Dark Gate, and with the most elite Alliance soldiers, they began to attack the Dark Gate.