With the help of the airship, it only took one day for Bingfeng Gang to reach Nanhai Town.

In the evening, Fuhang and the Great Chief came to Nanhai Town.

From a distance, the harbor of Nanhai Town has been completely covered by the flags of the Royal Fleet. The lion standing up in blue proves that this fleet is the ship of the lion fleet, and the golden shining armor on the ship proves that this is the royal knights of Stormwind City all the time.

"Look at the Great Chief, these human armies still haven't changed from the past. This is much more majestic than our tribe's army. Grom spoke with a hint of sarcasm. The meaning is very clear, what is said is that the alliance army is flashy and unrealistic, and it is a clean effort to save face.

The Great Chief waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the command post of Marshal Wendsol in Nanhai Town first." ”

It's really to the town of Nanhai, the head of the Alliance. Fuhang still respects the courage of Grand Chief Sal and Grom. To be honest, the leaders of the two new tribes arrived at the military center of the alliance in this way, and they had a little taste of going to the Hongmen banquet. But the two leaders did not have any special faces, let alone fear.

However, who Marshal Windsor was, Fuhang knew very well. The marshal sent out an invitation, proving that Wendthor was sincere in inviting the leaders of the new tribe to come and negotiate. Therefore, Fuhang still has no worries about this worry.

As a huge commercial trading port, since the arrival of the lion fleet, the commercial atmosphere here has become lighter, and more of a feeling of being overwhelmed by a large army. The entire town of Nanhai was immediately clouded with the smell of war.

The main streets of the town were planted with soldiers.

As soon as Fuhang and the Great Chief entered Nanhai Town, they were targeted by these soldiers. If it hadn't been for Marshal Windsor greeting him in advance, these soldiers would have rushed up and fought with Fuhang and his party.

Even though Marshal Windsor greeted him, the eyes of these soldiers still revealed hatred. In the face of the orcs, hatred and anger surged.

Sal's face was fearless. Hatred of these soldiers. Thrall and Grom didn't react at all, in their hearts, even if these soldiers did make a move, they would not be their opponents, at best, they would be just more trouble.

In the town of Nanhai, the territory of humanity. When the human army strikes first, it is the first to make a mistake. What's more, the two leaders were still invited, and some things didn't seem to be so worried.

The alliance still values face very much. Sal and Grom as guests. It is necessary to have the treatment of guests. Therefore, there is no need to be extraordinarily constrained.

Just entered the town gate of Nanhai Town. A small low-level city wall, when Fuhang came here a few days ago, this city wall was nothing more than a decoration. But after the Royal Knights came to Nanhai Town, the city wall became useful. The blue lion battle flag flew on the city wall, and a middle-aged captain saw Fuhang and his party and immediately greeted him.

Maybe it was the sentry in front of him who greeted him, and the middle-aged captain knew very well what the identity of the person who came.

"Welcome to the Great Chief from the Tribe. This side please. The middle-aged captain made a gesture of please to greet the arrival of Thrall and Grom.

Thrall and Grom were in front, and Fuhang and Valera were behind.

The soldiers around were curious, behind the two orc chiefs. How to follow a paladin and an elf.

I crossed a street and came to an inn. It's a small hotel, but it's exquisite. Outside the inn, two groups of soldiers were patrolling to see the armed guard. Fuhang also guessed that Marshal Wendsol must be inside the inn.

The soldier stood at the door of the inn and made a gesture of please. Sal and Grom leaned in. Fuhang and Valera followed suit.

Inside, a spacious living room opens into view.

Marshal Windsor was dressed in civilian clothes and sat in a chair. He was not wearing any weapons, showing full sincerity.

Thrall saw Marshal Windsol and smiled. It seems that this negotiation is not as difficult as imagined.

"Welcome to the two chiefs, welcome to the paladins and subordinates of Lordaeron." Marshal Wendsol stood up and said respectfully.

Thrall took the initiative to extend his left hand towards Marshal Wendthor. Wendthor accepted the etiquette with a smile.

After shaking hands one by one, Wendsol motioned for everyone to sit down, and the negotiations officially began.

"I'm sure you already know what I'm inviting you for, so let's have a good time." Marshal Windsor said with a smile.

Thrall nodded and said bluntly: "Marshal, our tribe likes to go straight, so let's give these official tones away, and talk about the conditions of your alliance army." ”

This statement, although a little blunt, is for Marshal Wendsor. Sal, like himself, also showed great sincerity, although the words were very blunt, but it did not hinder the sincerity shown by Sal.

"The big chief is still bold, then I'll say it." Marshal Wendthor followed Sal's meaning and spoke eloquently.

"Since the purpose of the new tribe is the same as that of our alliance army, they are all marching on Lordaeron and clearing the undead. But can our alliance know what your tribe's purpose is? As far as I know, your tribe doesn't matter whether we people in Lordaeron live or die. Field Marshal Windsor asked the most crucial question.

Both tribes and alliances are unprofitable lords. Perhaps Marshal Windsor will send troops to fight for the sake of the citizens of Lordaeron and defy Stormwind's original orders. This is also well-founded. After all, the citizens of Lordaeron are the people of the Alliance.

No soldier with a conscience will see his compatriots caught up in trouble and ignore it.

Thrall glanced at Fuhang with his peripheral vision. Now that Fuhang is present, it is impossible for Thrall to say what the tribe thinks in front of Fuhang. Of course, Marshal Windsor could not know the wishes of the tribe.

The reason why the tribe will help Lordaeron is purely to support and support the navigation. Let Fuhang become the main leader of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and at the same time, the tribe can also use the relationship with Fuhang to win over the human power of Lordaeron.

The Alliance separated a portion of its power, though it did not belong to the Horde. But Lordaeron is no longer part of the Coalition either.

The tribe has not strengthened, but the tribe has strengthened on the original basis. This was Sal's last wish.

Such a long-term plan, Sal thought very clearly.

Marshal Wendsol looked at Sal calmly. Although he knew that what Chief Sal said was not necessarily right, he needed a reason. He can get the answer from this reason.

"Marshal Windsor, in fact, you should think clearly, our tribe has no interest in Lordaeron at all. We have come to Lordaeron for the sake of this young human in front of you, to help sail. You may think that this is unreasonable, but our tribe has been favored by this young man, and we should all come and help him once, both in public and private. Sal was warm-hearted.

Truly. What Sal said, he only said half of it. Deeper words, he didn't say. As for whether the people present thought about it, it didn't matter. On this occasion of negotiations, I believe that no one will say it.

Field Marshal Wendthor glanced at Fuhang with interest. Naturally, he did not believe Sal's remarks. Rising to the tribal side, under such a high position, not to mention friendship, it is rich in interests. Sal had to think it through. Not to mention such unprofitable things.

Since the entire land of Lordaeron is unprofitable, then the only things that really deserve attention are the young people of the previous year.

Marshal Wendsol carefully examined the young man in front of him.

When he saw Fuhang's face, this familiar face. It exploded directly in his mind.

When he was in the city of Gilneis, wasn't the young man he and Khadgar saw the same young man in front of him?

Sal was really far-sighted, and put such a heavy bargaining chip on this young man. The new leader of the tribe is indeed an absolute leader.

Khadgar's evaluation of the young man in front of him at the beginning. It's extremely high. Such a talent, as long as it is cultivated, will be in the future. Definitely a one-sided figure like Tulayan, Baron Lothar. Such a talent was actually taken by the tribe.

"It turned out to be this young man, I know you." Marshal Wendsor said kindly.

Fuhang was still thinking about Sal's words, and when Wendsol said this, Fuhang became curious.

"Marshal, if I'm not mistaken, I haven't seen you once." Fuhang said a little confused.

"When I was in Gilneth City, another friend and I noticed you. Whether it's what you've done at Gilneth Auction House, or what you've done to storm the Jonathan Thieves' Guild Major, we've got you covered. Many of your talents are seen by us. ”

This Fuhang is really sharp. Everybody had seen him.

Thrall and Grom looked at each other, as if to say in their eyes, not only did we take a fancy to Fuhang, but the alliance was also paying attention to Fuhang, so it seemed that Fuhang was worth the new tribe's march this time.

"Marshal, can you tell me who that friend of yours is?" Fuhang heard it clearly, and Wendthor knew a lot of his talents. Fuhang knew very well that Marshal Wendsol was just a general, and he definitely didn't know about his magic skills. In this way, that friend is even more worthy of Fuhang to know.

In response to this curiosity, Wendsol smiled kindly and said, "Of course, the talents in our alliance territory need to be cultivated, no matter how mysterious the identity of any mage is, it doesn't hurt to tell you." "Wendsol directly regarded Fuhang as his own. The scheming Windsor knows the importance of Funail. Also know the calculations of the new tribes.

"He's Khadgar, a bland mage." Marshal Windsor said lightly.

Khadgar? No wonder, saying this, the mage attainments on his body should all be seen by Khadgar. Astral Magic was no exception, so Khadgar already knew his identity.

If he understood correctly, he must have thought that he had inherited Medivan. After all, the astral technique can be on one's own body.

You know, Khadgar was once the proudest land of Medivan, although in the end Khadgar killed his relatives. However, Medivan still did not teach the astral art to Khadgar.

Of course, Khadgar, who has no astral magic, is still the most powerful mage in the human kingdom after Antonidas.

This negotiation is nominally a talk, and while talking, it has become a negotiation to grab talent.

Thrall is not stupid, Wendsol's words, he understands very well. It's nothing more than telling Fuhang that the alliance has been paying attention to you for a long time, and I hope you can join the alliance.

Fuhang is not stupid, he still knows the meaning of Marshal Wendsol's words.

"Khadgar? I've heard that after the fall of the kingdom of Dalaran, Khadgar became the veritable backbone of the Alliance's mages. Fuhang nodded and said.

For the statement of the main backbone, Fuhang obviously did not go through the brain. In front of the tribal leader, talking about the reduction of the alliance's strength is not something Wendthor wants to hear.

As soon as the words fell, Marshal Wendsol didn't care, and said bluntly: "That was before, don't forget, now in the land of Lordaeron, there is another mage. I believe that the strength of the alliance will continue unabated in the future! ”

For this solicitation, Fuhang did not express his position. In fact, Fuhang was reluctant to join any faction, whether tribe or alliance.

In this world, the Night Elves of Kalimdor have not joined the Alliance, and the Alliance has always been in a weak position.

In the Eastern Kingdom, only Stormwind City is the backbone. Alterac ruined the upper echelons of the league.

In the Second Orc War, Gilneth was forced to break away from the Alliance.

The continent's powerhouse Lordaeron and the magical capital of Dalaran were destroyed by the Scourge Legion. All this is a precursor to the weakening of the alliance.

On the other hand, the tribe has been thriving since gaining a foothold in Kalimdor. The strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Now, Windthor knows that even the ruling class of Stormwind is in chaos. The politics of the kingdom became the politics of the aristocracy.

If talent is allowed to flow to the tribe, then the entire alliance will have little hope. One day, the Eastern Kingdom will once again fall under the iron heel of the tribe.

The first task now is to flatten the chaos within Stormwind, and the next step is to support the reconstruction of Lordaeron. When the kingdom of Lordaeron returns to prosperity, the power of the alliance will greatly increase.

This talent, Wendsol naturally knows very well, who is the best candidate. Naturally, it is difficult for the leader of the garrison like Garissus to be a big responsibility, and the knights of the older generation are only Ferdin. However, Fording is not a good person to be a leader.

In addition to these factors, the young people today are the best candidates. (To be continued......)