Ten points of light flew up into the clouds in a string, coiling around the pillar of soul-attracting incense, forming a circle. Cheng Xiaotian opened his mouth and sprayed, and a strong spiritual power was sprayed on the incense, and the incense immediately burned extremely quickly, and in an instant, a large amount of smoke came out, wrapping Godring's three souls and seven spirits.

Next, Cheng Xiaotian held the smoke with both hands and gently pressed it, and then released it, and a colored pebble appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Now, I've put away its soul, and I'll help it reshape its body later." Cheng Xiaotian handed the pebble to Vanessa, Vanessa was full of curiosity, grabbed the pebble and observed it carefully, and tried to bite it with her teeth.

"Cheng Xiaotian!"

There was a crazy roar from below, and Cheng Xiaotian looked over, only to see Jean Greymayne getting up from the ground and looking up with a hideous face. Only then did he realize that Prince Liam was killed twice by himself, and it was strange that he, a father, was not crazy.

"Come down, I'm going to fight you to the death!" Jean Greymane pointed at Cheng Xiaotian and roared, he was now standing in the middle of a corpse, his hair was flying all over his head, his eyes were split, and his spirit seemed to be a little abnormal.

"King Jean." Above, Malfurion's words came, "Your country is close to being destroyed by yourself, and you are not repentant?" ”

As Malfurion spoke, the people on the high wall began to string ropes and fall down from the wall. As they searched for their relatives and friends who might still survive, they gathered around King Jean, looking at these former people and feeling their hateful gazes, and Jean Greymane couldn't help but shudder.

However, this trace of remorse was quickly replaced by madness, he grabbed Lailar who was lying on the side, pulled out his sword with his backhand and crossed Leilar's throat, gritted his teeth and said: "I only want a fair duel, no matter whether I win or lose, I will apologize afterwards, otherwise, I will kill this man."

Lylar wasn't dead, and after all this tossing, he finally woke up.

Coughing up two puffs of black smoke, looking at the sword resting around his neck, and listening to King Jean's shout, Lyral smiled. "Betrayed everyone, do you think, still qualified to ask for a duel?"

Indeed, as Lailar said, the matter here is finally over, and Cheng Xiaotian, who has been delayed for too long, now just wants to go home and return to the Arathi Basin. But before that, he needed to make a trip to Dalaran.

The clouds flew northward under the tutelage of his magic, and he never looked at Jean Greymane again, this man was no longer his opponent, nor was he worthy. Tens of thousands of people below bent down and bowed at the same time, sending Cheng Xiaotian away, and they didn't look up until they disappeared into the sky.

Bang bang!

The sword fell to the ground, and Jean Greymane covered his face with his hands, slumped on the ground and began to cry. Ambitions, dreams, loved ones, fame and status all left him. In the midst of his own people, he felt lonely.

"Let's go, we should go too." Malfurion, who had not been seen, said.

Dozens of green clouds peeked out of the green clouds above, stretching down like streamers, tethering all the former sickleclaw druids and carrying them high into the sky. Malfurion_ Fury's body didn't come, he didn't even wake up completely, this green cloud was actually the entrance that the Emerald Dream had temporarily opened up.

As soon as they entered, the green clouds began to shrink dramatically, revealing a clear blue sky. The people who have committed the sins of Lelar and others will go into a dream and sleep, which is both atonement and practice.

"King Jean, you have turned your back on this land, and this land will not take you in any longer, so take your men and go to Kalimdor. I will carve out an area in Teldashir for you to thrive. Malfurion_ Fury's last words came, and the green cloud finally disappeared completely, and the golden sun shone down.

In the sun, people gathered their bodies and treated the wounded, and no one looked at the former king anymore, as if he did not exist at all. The same treatment was given to the remaining blue-eyed werewolves, who had voluntarily become werewolves and stood in opposition to the people.

Too many people have died, too long has been suffering, hatred has not faded, but people are tired of killing. They did not forgive these people, but they could no longer kill them.

"Go away, and you will never return to your homeland." Vincent Gofrey said solemnly.

The former blue-eyed werewolves looked at each other, bowed their heads, and walked over to King Jean.

They were banished by this awakened land.

At the same time, the square of Stormwind Fortress in Stormwind City, as on the day of the alliance meeting, was once again full of people. More than 100,000 inhabitants gathered here to see off their armies on the road.

This time, in order to attack the Arathi Basin and the Kingdom of Stormgard, the alliance formed an unprecedented army, and the first batch of them were put into battle alone, there were 50,000 people! And immediately after that, it was determined that they would go to the front in batches, and there were 100,000 horses!

In the past few days, there has been a saying in the taverns of Stormwind City: The soldiers of the Arathi Basin are more terrifying than the evil orcs, and the kingdom of Stormgard is even stronger than the Burning Legion!

There is a reason for this, since Azeroth had never amassed such a large military force, whether it was fighting back against the evil orcs surging from the Dark Gate, or against the demonic Burning Legion invading directly from the Void.

Of course, this is just nonsense that ordinary people can't see the substance, and anyone with a little insight understands why. With so many men and horses, there are very few combat missions that they really need to undertake, and most of their functions are actually occupation.

There is no doubt that such an unprecedented army will sweep across the north, and the human settlements of Lordaeron will be completely emptied. Such a vast land is three times larger than the existing territory of the Stormwind Kingdom, even if some fractions are given to other allies, the kingdom's territory will be at least twice as large, so many territories naturally need a lot of garrisons to maintain law and order.

"Don't you dare to spread this, the secret agents of MI7 don't eat dry food, and we have an iron relationship, so I dare to tell you this." In a tavern next to Stormstorm Fortress, an old man said in a low voice, and across from him was a middle-aged man, who could listen attentively.

"We're really good brothers!" The middle-aged man raised his left hand and patted the old man on the shoulder, "There's nothing to say, I'll invite you to drink this wine today!" ”

After that, the middle-aged man groped in his arms with his left hand, threw out a silver horn, and coaxed: "Don't look for it!"

The reason why he always uses his left hand is because he only has his left hand, well, don't guess, this is old Dawson......

After saying goodbye to the "iron buddies" who had just known him for 10 minutes, old Dawson turned around and his face became gloomy, he didn't expect that the alliance would pour so much manpower and material resources into this battle. But think about it, there is also a good reason for this, as long as the war can be won, the war dividends brought after the war will be ten times the investment! And it will continue.

Of course, the premise is not to lose the battle.

However, will the 150,000-strong army be defeated? As long as you look at it from a neutral point of view, the most conservative people will not think that the alliance will be defeated, and from the day of the declaration of war, the result is already doomed.

Perhaps, only the Arathi Basin and Stormgard in all of Azeroth don't think so, but how many of them are together?

Walking out of the door, a wave of sound greeted him, and the cheers shook the earth, it was the Northern Army that participated in the parade. After they have been reviewed, they will go straight to the underground and reach Ironforge to join their allies, and make a direct attack on the Sadol Bridge from Lokmodan.

There were people in front of them, and old Dawson stood on the side of the street and couldn't see anything, but he wasn't interested in looking, just lazily leaning against the wall and basking in the sun. A young man dressed as a porter walked past him, and old Dawson raised his left hand and coughed, and no one noticed that he had shoved an origami bird into the young man's hand.

About half an hour later, before the parade was over, a five-colored bird flew up from a dirty corner of the Stormwind Folks, circled around, and flew north. (To be continued.) )