Chapter 281: The Beginning of a Break (First Record)

As the sun sets, the sky darkens, and the remnants of afterglow spread over the entire snowy peak.

If someone were to look down from the sky at this time, the two coalition forces of the Alliance and the Horde would be like moving ants, retreating densely from their respective defensive lines to the rear.

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"Speed up and go through the portal!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

At the intersection of the passages behind the two defensive lines, the teleportation node set up in advance by the Magister Legion was busy, and the eardrums were filled with the slightly anxious urges and orders of the generals of the coalition forces at all levels. The tribal alliance that arrived first was already in a hurry to use the Guò portal to reach the last line of defense built by the Night Elves.

"Here they are. Hmph, it's the jailers......"

Beside Thrall, the Blood Elf Prince Kael'thas and another Blood Elf warrior dressed as a spellbreaker stood side by side, watching the smoke and dust from the alliance troops rushing not far away, and whispered.

"Lord Illidan, exercise restraint." Noticing the Watcher troops at the forefront, the elven prince whispered in the ear of the "Spellbreaker": "Now is not the time to clash with them, wait until you defeat the Burning Legion!" ”

This "spellbreaker" is none other than Illidan, the demon hunter who wore the fraudulent orb that he seized before the old Tang and disguised himself as a blood elf spellbreaker. After all, Illidan had escaped from the Watcher's Prison by illegal means, and had been labeled a traitor by his brother, and it was not appropriate to show himself in front of the Night Elves at such a delicate moment. At least until the most critical moment of the form, he cannot show his true identity......

"Hmph, Mavi...... The shame of being imprisoned for 10,000 years, I will slowly settle it with her! Taking a deep breath, Illidan barely calmed down his emotions and said in an unkind tone.

"Thrall! Have you all arrived? Gianna, who had led the troops to the meeting place, had not had time to recover the effect of the magic teleportation on her, so she gasped and asked Thrall, who was commanding the cross-border portal, and the female mage was anxious to care about the progress of the battle in the other line of defense.

"Go to the last line of defense, the elves are waiting for us there." Sal gently tugged at the reins of Frostwolf Snow Song to meet a few steps, and did not greet him and went straight to the point: "We must speed up our movements, the cavalry troops are buying us time with their lives......"

"Huh, despicable High Elves?" While they were talking, the Night Elf rode the Nightblade Leopard to their side, his eyes behind the mask like two cold stars, and he looked at the elven prince beside Thrall and Illidan disguised as a spellbreaker without blinking, and his tone was full of unconcealed disdain.

Mavi used the lingua franca, and Gianna and Sal and all the bigwigs present could hear it clearly.

"Warden, watch your words." Kael'thas flashed with anger and hatred in his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "The shame you inflicted on Quildore at the beginning, we Sindore will slowly settle it in the future. But now...... I hope you still have this concept of taking care of the big picture in your head, and I hope that your IQ can figure out who is the real enemy of the coalition! ”

"Darth Rema's heir, you are looking for death!"

Being robbed and ridiculed by the elven prince, Ma Wei*'s full chest under the robe of Shadow Song rose and fell violently because of anger, and he pulled out the moon blade and said in a cold voice in anger.

However, despite Ma Wei's bad attitude, he even drew his weapon to show hostility. But what answered her was the elven prince's ignorance......

"Sal, get the troops up to speed. I'll go to the portal. I don't want to deal with women who are not in their right minds. With that, he nodded to Sal, then Kael'thas turned around and pulled the "law breaker" who was also unkind to the side, and strode away.

"Phew!" Seeing that this domineering female elf was deflated, Woking, who had been watching coldly, let out an undisguised sneer.

"There are disgusting trolls." Mavey Shadow, who had just been deflated in front of Kael'thas, did not restrain himself at all, and his disdainful gaze swirled on Woking, but Woking was furious.

"Stinky woman. You repeat! Woking gripped the spear behind his back in his right hand. His eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Woking!" Although Sal's face was pale, he still raised his hand to stop Woking's actions: "We are allies now, huh? ”

Thrall said as he looked at the Night Elf Warden in front of him, who had made it straight to the coalition meeting. And the word ally is bitten very hard, and the last one also seems meaningful.

"I know, if it weren't for that...", Warden Ma Wei Yingge held a strange weapon like a circular tooth saw in his right hand, pulled it on his throat, and then rushed over with his men without looking back.

"If that's not the case?"

Woking is also a troll who doesn't like to lose, and as a hero, he is completely enraged by Mavi*Shadowsong's domineering behavior. The light flashed all over the body. With the help of his waist, he quickly threw a spear. However, he knew that Thrall didn't want to get into too much trouble at the moment, and he knew that it was a critical moment to fight the Burning Legion to the death, so the spear landed only in front of the female elf. Two seconds later, it would stick to the Nightblade Leopard's ear and stick it into the ground.

Thrall also watched the spear's movements with amusement, and he would be a little too much to say about such a malicious provocation if he stopped Woking again. As the leader of the tribe, he had to take care of the overall situation at such a critical time, but if the Night Elves were too deceitful, he didn't mind giving them a warning.

The majesty of the tribe is not to be taken lightly!

Not even allies who are about to fight side by side!

Seeing that the spear was about to hit the ground in the blink of an eye. And the Night Elf was still facing away from this, as if he didn't notice it, and he was about to make a fool of himself. Just as Wojin was smiling very comfortably, suddenly, Mavi's hand seemed to move, and the next moment, a cold light quickly grazed Woking's chest, plunging deep into the ground in front of him, leaving only a deep hole.

"The strength is not bad." Woking replied mockingly at the Night Elf Warden, "What's the matter, coward, how many more times?" He had already sensed that the spear could not really hurt him, it was nothing more than the Night Elf's response to his actions.

"Enough, Woking, she's strong." Sal held the hammer of destruction and stared coldly at the back of the female elf, ignoring the movement of her men holding weapons in front of their necks. Stopped the murderous and-for-tat response of the Dark Spear headhunters.

"Very strong, how strong? Is it stronger than Manolos? Woking, who has always been a man of few words, did not back down when facing the Night Elves, squinting his eyes and teasing with disdain.

"That's not it, don't worry about her, now is not the time. Let's speed up. Thrall's palms tightened, the true strength of this Night Elf woman who had a relationship with each other before was probably even higher than herself, because she couldn't throw Woking's spear back with a heavy lift. However, Sal then thought to himself that he was thinking about what he was doing, after all, they were currently his allies, and the stronger they were, the better it would be for them.

"Her subordinates are all elites, and the strength they showed in the previous battles definitely deserves such a title." Gianna also turned her head to look at the confrontation between the two sides, focusing on the formation of the Night Elves, turned to Sal's side and explained: "Just like you said, Sal, we now have a common enemy, and we focus on the overall situation. But you don't have to mind too much about her behavior, after all, ......"

Gianna didn't say it all, she knew that Thrall could understand what she meant, and with the hatred between trolls, blood elves, and night elves, and expect others to be kind to you?

The blood elf mages who were mixed in the team felt that Wojin's "dirty" troll had taken a bad breath for them this time, and they were also very unhappy with this night elf cousin who dared to provoke His Royal Highness the Prince. The reason is simple, national blood feud!

"I understand." Thrall grinned, his sharp canine teeth opening and closing: "At least until this battle is over, we are allies with them." ”

Gianna was not surprised by Thrall's answer, due to the alliance of common interests and the fragile ties that held it together, it would be almost the same by then, and I am afraid that there will be war between the tribes and the Night Elves soon after Mount Hyjal, including between humans and orcs......

This is the case between nations, where today's allies may be tomorrow's enemies, and mortal enemies with blood feuds will fight side by side before a common crisis...... One qiē, the interests of their respective races come first.

Of course, the female mage could not have imagined that in the "right flow of time", the first counterattack launched by the orcs after Mount Hyjal was not a fight against the Night Elves. It was fought with the Kul Tiras navy led by her father. And in that battle, she sided with the orcs and watched her father die at the hands of the orcs......

A small farce between several heroes vanished and became invisible. In the eyes of the vast majority of people, this is nothing more than a petty dispute based on the filth between the various races, and the past is over.

But the leaders of all races knew in their hearts that some hatred could not be resolved. In fact, the so-called petty disputes should be the foreshadowing of a full-scale war in the future......

The contradiction is not eliminated.

Rather, in the face of the crisis brought about by the Burning Legion, the enemy of all races of Azeroth, a minor contradiction must be sidelined.

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"Let's go! There is no way back in this battle! There is no escaping! Now, let's guard the World Tree! The glow of Gianna's crystal staff in her hand and the thunder of Thrall's ruined hammer in her hand guided the coalition warriors through the portal in the dark shadows.

"All the troops speed up and don't waste the time that the cavalry units are desperately buying for us...... Q