In the evening, Perinold, who had always been shrewd, walked around his council hall incessantly. He already knew that Salene hadn't sent his contract to the Horde, and he had never been more distressed than he was today.

"My lord, Sir Lothar has arrived." The guard outside the door said.

Having foreseen this outcome, Perinord put on his formal attire, sat down in his former office and said, "Let him in." ”

For a minute, the sound of metal armor clashing in the quiet chamber was heard. Sir Lothar has arrived.

Stepping into the chamber, Sir Lothar looked at Perynolds with a calm expression.

Without any exchange or greetings, Sir Lothar slapped the letter in his hand directly in front of Perinord. The light letter was placed on the simple and heavy table, and the position was a little crooked. However, Perinoldr did not pick it up immediately, even though it was something that had been sent out of his hands the day before yesterday.

The letter also had the emblem of the Kingdom of Alterac on it, and it looked so glaring that Perynord tried to calm himself down. After taking a deep breath, Perrinod did.

"Sir Lothar, I'm sure you've read this letter." Perionoord retains the demeanor of a lord.

Lothar sat down, and he held the Great Royal Sword in front of him. He said, "Of course, Lord Perrynord, I want to hear your next decision now. While only a few people know about it. ”

Additional conditions were attached, much to Perinold's surprise.

"I'll admit it's a very unpleasant thing, but I've thought about it for a long time. To this day, I'm still thinking about it. Perrynold said calmly.

"I just want to hear your answer," said Ser Lothar. You still have time to think about it, the Horde's orc army is still two days away from arriving in Alterac at most, and no matter what choice you make, you're running out of time. ”

It seems that in these few minutes, Perinord has aged a lot. In the kingdom of Alterac, a country made up of aristocracy, he never liked to make his own choices. It was so before, and it is still so. The nobles feared that war would destroy their interests, and with it, their interests.

But today, he saw Sir Lothar, who had come to Alterac alone. He seemed to feel something, it was a strange feeling, there was no fear, no depression, the only thing that could make him feel was the courage of the leader.

From the time he held his memories in the Seven Kingdoms of Lordaeron, he was willing to believe in this general who had Arashi's blood in his body. However, the tribe moved him.

Now, once again, this strong feeling made him make a choice. is still influenced by others, this time is different.

Perinold himself lifted the shade of the oil lamp and then lit it. He didn't cover the oil lamp for the first time, he was thinking.

Half a minute later, he picked up the letter. Taking off the emblem of the kingdom of Alterac, a soft voice lingered beside Perrynord's white beard.

"Sir Lothar, the army will come to the aid tomorrow. Alterac Valley won't let any orcs go easily! "Perinord has made up his mind, he is old, he has been the king of Alterac for so long, it is time to think about his own people for once. He is the ruler, and he knows it deeply. To whom the interests of the kingdom belong, and to whom the kingdom belongs.

Lothar was silent for a moment, then he stood up. Still with a calm countenance, Sir Lothar slowly walked to Perynold's side.

"History may change because of today, Lord Perionod."

After a long time, the magician outside the council hall saw Sir Lothar come out.

"Thank you, Lorraine, for accompanying me here. I thought it would be a dangerous thing to be in Alterac, because it was just the two of us. Sir Lothar said with a smile.

Waving his hand, Rollin said, "It's worth it anyway, and we get an optimal answer." At the very least, we will have a better chance of winning and fewer losses. ”

This magician seems quite realistic, he is different from Khadgar, who thinks about everything all day long, Rollin is different, removing his status as a magician, he is more of a leader.

Three days later.

The orcs of the tribe passed through the Alterac Mountains, and they came to the Broken Ridge of the Alterac Kingdom. Here, the orcs of the Horde met with stubborn resistance.

The confrontation was what Doomhammer wanted to see the most, and the tribe united the orcs of the Dragonmaw Clan from Grimbaatar and a large number of dragons to frantically storm the Alliance defenses of Shattered Ridge.

In just one day, the alliance's makeshift defensive line collapsed in an instant. The tribal chiefs drove straight in, and their target was already Lordaeron.

A day is not much, but it is enough in such a tense war situation.

Lordaeron received news of the Horde's march into Alterac and began to quickly gather forces, from Fort Riptide to Alterac and Dalaran, all remaining forces quickly converged on Lordaeron.

In addition to these kingdoms, even Gilneys, who had always been self-contained, sent a part of his troops to aid Lordaeron.

Now, the true strength of the Alliance is beginning to gather, and the soldiers of both camps are moving closer to Lordaeron, and the final battle is on the verge of breaking out.

"If that letter had really reached the tribe, it is possible that these refugees would not have retreated with us by now." Aurelia said as she looked at the people around her who were retreating in the direction of Lordaeron.

Rollin stood to the left of Aurelia and said, "Yes, but after the war, we may not even see these faces around us. ”

Aurelia stroked the face of the child in Rollin's arms and said, "That's true, but many times, we only see the benefits of the near and ignore the future disasters. It was a difficult decision, even if you knew it was wrong. ”

"Don't express your feelings anymore, is the help of the Elven Kingdom coming?" Rollin asked.

Aurelia nodded and said, "Sylvanas and Lotherma have already arrived at Lordaeron with a group of rangers, and they are riding dragon eagles, believing that they will arrive in Lordaeron soon. ”

"It's the final battle!" Aurelia said, clasping Rollin's left hand.

"We're going to win." Rollin looked in the direction of Nanhai Town. Gul'dan's plan will help the alliance at the most critical moment.