"I hope it can be like this, this palace in the sky is indeed not something that the current Lordaeron can resist." Tyran said worriedly.

Looking at Tailan's worried look, Fuhang also knew what Tailan was thinking. The interests of the top echelons of the alliance are very complicated, and even if Lordaeron faces extinction again this time, the alliance will not completely go all out to attack Naxxramas.

The top of the alliance said that the tribe was cunning and cunning. In fact, if Fuhang really asked the tribe for help, the Great Chief would definitely take his new tribe to the east and gallop to Lordaeron. The alliance is different, they have a lot to worry about. Sometimes, the league's top brass will be short-sighted, outrageously short-sighted.

"There is no endless road, you can rest assured. Lordaeron will definitely cross this hurdle. Fuhang comforted Tyran on the side and said.

"If Lordaeron could have more leaders like you, then I don't think Arthas would have breached the royal city of Lordaeron so quickly and plunged our country into dire straits." Tyran said.

There is no regret medicine for everything, and besides, Tyran's idea is completely untenable. Fuhang is a world that he came to after Arthas conquered the royal city of Lordaeron.

Fuhang did not feel honored by Tyrande's words of appreciation, on the contrary, from Tyran's words. He sensed Tyran's fear. Such fear, of course, the aura of death emanating from this palace in the sky is less than one-tenth of that of Stratholme.

On the col, the sun is warm. Fuhang, who had been on the road all night, quickly fell asleep. Tyran also breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and the two of them lay down together. The view here is the only thing in Lordaeron that doesn't go bad. Perhaps here, you can still feel the scenery of Lordaeron in the past.

Orgrimmar, Great Chieftain's Chamber.

The main city of the new tribe has been built, and the leaders have arrived at Orgrimmar by order of Thrall. The Great Chief's order was very urgent, and everyone sensed that something serious was about to happen.

Thrall stood in the center of the chamber, with Grom on his left and Sarufar on his right.

On the edge of the chamber. Woking, Kane. Bloodhoof, Itrig, and many other commanders all assembled.

This was after the construction of the main city. It was the first time that the tribe had convened such a solemn meeting.

"Just today, our secret agent in the Eastern Kingdom sent back the news that in Lordaeron of the Eastern Kingdom, there is a huge undead main city flying by." The Great Chief is not angry and arrogant. Said in a steady tone.

After the goblins modified the simple hot air balloons made by Fuhang, the goblins began to develop more convenient and faster airships. Moreover, the first batch was put into the military use of the tribe. Therefore, the news of the Eastern Kingdom can reach Orgrimmar in a tight one day.

Grom was a little excited about such a great opportunity. The blood roar slammed into the ground and roared, "This opportunity is just right, our tribe has now regained its strength, and it is just right to catch the alliance off guard." ”

For the invasion of the Eastern Kingdoms. Grom has always had an attitude of encroachment. Neither of the two orc wars has conquered the human kingdom, which has kept Grom haunted.

Kane rejected Grom's offer: "Great Chief, this time, it's better for our tribe not to interfere. We are now stationed on the continent of Kalimdor, we need to cross the sea to send troops, and since our new tribe has just established itself and is not suitable for war, I recommend not sending troops. ”

Sal shook his head and said sternly, "Send troops." Of course, troops will be sent. ”

Kane frowned and did not continue to contradict the Great Chief.

Grom was shocked, how could Sal, who had always been calm, change his personality today. Going to send troops to attack the Eastern Kingdoms?

Let's be honest. This opportunity now is to intervene at this time when Lordaeron was attacked by a natural disaster. Lordaeron will definitely be attacked on his back.

"Then I'm going to be a pioneer and go straight to the city of Lordaeron." Grom offered to ask.

It had been some time since the end of the Third World War, and for Gromlai, he had been staying in his new home. It's even worse than killing him.

"Yes, grant the rank of Vanguard Officer of Grom." Sal said cheerfully.

Woking, who had always been silent, stepped forward and said, "Great Chief, I still oppose sending troops to Lordaeron. We've just signed an agreement with Alliance Stormwind to live in peace. Our tribe was also able to make peace and build a new main city in Kalimdor. When we cross the river and tear down the bridge like this, we have lost the grace of our new tribe. ”

"Ahem, Woking. If you don't know the usefulness of this agreement, you don't want to be righteous here. War is to be profitable, and agreement is a piece of waste paper! Grom was unhappy with Woking's construction.

Sal smiled: "Everyone is worried, this time to send troops to Lordaeron is to help!" ”

As soon as Sal finished speaking, all the tribal leaders were dumbfounded. What did the Great Chief just say? Rushing to the aid of Lordaeron?

Sal was well aware of the situation in Lordaeron. This decaying kingdom has not received much help from the Alliance, but the Alliance's top brass does not seem to care about the lives and deaths of the people here. Sending troops at this time is not only a help to Lordaeron, but also to change the perception of the people of Lordaeron about the tribe.

In addition to these factors, one of Thrall's most important issues is that the Knights of Fuhang are also in Lordaeron. Maybe this time sending troops can help Fuhang. Help an old friend of the tribe.

If this war can be used to push Fuhang to the position of leader of Lordaeron, then it will be an extremely crucial matter for the entire tribe, and even for the entire alliance and the balance of power between the two tribes.

Sal has his own ideas and what he wants to do is a win-win situation.

"Great Chief, you're not wrong." Grom had just picked up the blood roar and lowered it back into the ground.

"The Great Chief's orders, you can't be wrong. Actually, in Lordaeron, there is an old friend of our tribe. He needs our help. Sal said.

Grom has a bit of a straight head, and when it comes to fighting, Grom is a cunning fox. But when it comes to thinking about political issues like this, his brain is somewhat short-circuited.

"Who is it?" Grom asked.

The other leaders of the tribe all nodded, already aware of it. Only Grom was still asking stupidly.

"Fuhang!" Sal said calmly.

Grom said boldly: "Don't say anything else, the matter of the Fuhang brothers, our new tribe still has to help, this time, the big chief's mention, I fully agree." ”

The Great Chief unfurled the chart, his face was majestic, and he ordered, "Tribal leaders, we will be in the next two days. To the northward coast of the Eastern Kingdom, the fleet was drawn out. After that, they camped in the Silver Pine Forest, where the Knights of Fuhang camped. We will be there, stationed in the first camp of the new tribe. ”

"In addition, the soldiers of the new tribe are not allowed to destroy the places where humans live in the Silver Pine Forest, and those who violate the order will be dealt with by military law!"

"Obey the orders of the Great Chief. Great Chief! The tribal leader said in unison.

"Fuhang, wake up!" Tyran shook Fuhang's shoulder vigorously.

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Fuhang, who was asleep, was soon awakened by Tyran's alarming voice.

"What's wrong, what's going on?" Fuhang rubbed his eyes, got up from the meadow and said.

Tyran pointed to the location of the Psychic Academy and said, "Look at those psychic mages!"

The door of the psychic academy was opened for a rare time, and a small group of psychic mages wore purple mage robes and black hoods, walking quietly. Fu Hang counted carefully, there were a total of twenty psychic mages.

This psychic academy was originally the force of the Scourge, this time. With the arrival of Naxxramas, the Psychic Academy will definitely take corresponding measures to meet this natural calamity flying fortress.

"Walking under the noses of our knights in broad daylight, it's too indifferent to take our knights seriously." Fu Hang rubbed his hands. A big fish is about to fall into the hands of our Knights.

"Let's go back to the troops first, and we're going to do their vote." Fuhang said confidently.

This was an instant decision, so that Tylan didn't even react.

The opportunity is fleeting, and Fuhang doesn't want to give up such an opportunity. Although we can't enter the Psychic Academy, you psychic mages don't stay in the Academy. Make a shrunken turtle. If you want to be stronger, then don't blame our knights for fighting more and less.

"Old knight, there is a situation."

Ferding was dozing off the stump when he shouted. Immediately brought Furding back from his sleep.

"What the hell is going on?" Fording asked.

"Old knight, do you know the Psychic Academy on Lake Daron Mill?" Fuhang explained.

Old Ferding was certainly no stranger to the Psychic Academy, he nodded. However, in Ferdin's memory, the Psychic Academy had always kept a low profile, and it seemed that they had been staying in this huge cellar and had not come out to act.

Before. The Crusaders and Garethus also encircled and suppressed the area, but in the end it was not very successful.

"I know, but I don't know much about it." Fording replied truthfully.

"None of this is the key, the key question is, psychic mage." Fuhang said with some excitement.

"Psychic?" Old Fording became more and more incomprehensible.

"It's just that a pair of psychic mages have come out of the psychic academy, as if they are going to that palace in the sky." Fuhang said.

The matter of the palace in the sky, Ferding also knew. After all, such a big fortress flies in the sky, as long as you are not blind, you will see it.

However, Foding didn't have much of a reaction. Lordaeron is already like this, and he is not afraid of being caught in the war again.

"You mean, eat this squad of psychic mages?" Old Ferding understood what Fuhang meant.

"However, after eating this team, we will have to evacuate from this place, and the strength of the Psychic Academy, with our army alone, cannot resist." In the end, Ferding is experienced, and he thinks about the back road first, so as not to be when the time comes, when the Psychic Academy counterattacks. The knights and soldiers became headless flies.

"What are you afraid of, go north." Fu Hang said decisively.

The undead of Andohal have been dispatched. That means that, except for the Psychic Academy, in the southern part of this western plague land, there is no existence of the undead.

If the Psychic Academy sent a team to pursue the Knights and advance north, it would be the best way.

Now in the land of the Western Plague, as expected. That is, the place south of Andohar was not destroyed by the war, and the place north of Andohar must have been overturned.

Advancing north can also aid the armies in the northern part of the Western Plaguelands.

The current enemy is the undead scourge and the Naxxramas floating in the air.

"Everyone, get ready, we're ready to attack!" Fuhang shouted.

The paladins quickly began to pack their gear and prepare for the battle that was to come.

The psychic mages move slowly. Fording and Fuhang soon caught up with them.

Seeing their swaggering appearance, Fuhang was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

Damn, arrogant what. Even if all of your undead forces occupy the Western Plague Lands, you must be worried about the threat of other forces to you.

But the psychic mages didn't notice the threat at all, and south of Andorhar, the Psychic Academy was the master here. No one would be stupid enough to get through the attention of the Spirit Academy here.

But Fuhang doesn't care about these, when he sees something, he has to take a bite first. It doesn't matter what kind of force you are!

The knights slowly touched it, and the psychic mages were not stupid, they could still notice the existence of a knight order.

"Paladin friends in the back, let's be generous enough to come out and meet each other." The lead psychic mage said.

Elite seventh-order, the strength is not bad. Fuhang the heart.

"Isn't the weather nice today? Why, there is no sunlight in the psychic academy, and the psychic mage has to come out to bask in the sun? Fu Hang said with a thorn in his words.

The psychic mage basks in the sun, and Fu Hang says it.

The paladins laughed at the funny leader.

Originally, these psychic mages were people who gave up hope in the lives of the living, and at this moment, when they saw these self-proclaimed righteous paladins laughing, they took these smiles as resentment. The laughter of the living is the greatest mockery of the undead!

"The light that professes righteousness? Today, we psychic mages accept your gracious offerings. The leading necromancer said.

Fuhang didn't understand very much, tilted his head and asked Tailan: "What does he mean by this?" ”

Tyran said truthfully, "He's going to kill us all and transform our corpses into undead soldiers." ”

Nima, it's so arrogant!

"Talk about a fart, up!"

Fuhang spurred the arcane impact. A shot of Ao Chong landed directly on the black robe of the leading psychic mage.

The leading psychic mage was also taken aback. A mage with holy light in his body, and the power of spells is so pure!

Good fodder for a necromancer. The lead psychic mage seemed to see another shadow of Kel'thugad. At the beginning, when I saw Kel'thugad for the first time, I also felt that the mage in front of me was the existence of the peak of the mage.

The more powerful the mage, the more powerful he will become.

The leading psychic mage didn't seem to think about whether he could beat it or not, but first turned Fuhang YY into a necromancer.

While the psychic mage was thinking, the four arrows rushed out. (To be continued.) )