Outlands, Hellfire Peninsula, Dark Gate Ladder Platform.

"That's what the Orcs call the path of glory, the whole path... It's all made of the bones of the Draenei, and I feel it, the pain and wailing of the soulbinders from another timeline, my compatriots. ”

Garrison Ariel led the Auginny Guards of the Prophet Velon's faction across the Dark Gate, targeting the city of Shattrath in the Terokkar Forest, to join the Light Naru there, and report on their escape from the world of Draenor.

Although they are a member of the Alliance, the main force of the Velen faction Draenei does not follow the Alliance, and it is known as establishing a stronghold in Shattrath City for the Alliance, so the Alliance is too lazy to say anything, and let them go, after all, there is no shortage of these people.

Seeing the group of Dawnlight Casters Draenei standing on the edge of the staircase of the Great Gate, looking out at the Hellfire Peninsula below, the Light Garrison Ariel immediately strode up to Turani's side, pointing to the gray-white road in the scarlet land not far away.

The Path of Glory, which is also the words of the old tribe of the Evil Orcs, this bloody road has no glory at all, and the gray-white ground materials are all Draenei's bones.

Soulbinder Tulani looked angry, her body trembling slightly, and her fists clenched.

Misery... In this timeline, it's not just a different form of expression.

"It shouldn't be our fate to have to suffer so much pain and suffering, no matter which timeline our fellow Delanees have to suffer. ”

"But we never gave up the fight, did we. As he spoke, Irel glanced at Tulani, "It's just that you've chosen a more relaxed, somewhat escapist path. ”

With that, the Guardian of Light beckoned his Auginny Guards to mount the armored thunderbolt and join the fierce battle of the Path of Glory below.

Tulani frowned slightly, looked at the Auginny guards who rushed down the stairs, and did not answer anything.

This Irel garrison, she is still a little immature compared to the prophet Velon, although she is kind-hearted and full of a sense of justice, but her overall thinking does not seem to be as rational as Veron, if she is in a high position...

"On behalf of the new tribe, I apologize to your people, who have been corrupted by evil powers, and who have done nothing glorious at the behest of Gul'dan, and we hope for your forgiveness. ”

A deep, deep voice interrupted Turani's thoughts, and the Nazgorin Overseer strode over with his battle axe, the Horde's army now successfully controlling the position to the left of the Dark Gate.

"Strictly speaking, this has nothing to do with our Dawn Light Forge Draenei, and if you have to get an attitude from me, it's that we don't compare the New Horde to the Orc tribe of our world, which has proven itself in the Battle of Angela. ”

"Thank you for your understanding, Grand Chief Thrall will be pleased that the new tribe is more than happy to establish diplomatic relations with the Dawn Light Forge Draenei, just as they did in the world of Draenor. General Nazgreen nodded and gave a chest-beating salute.

"But I'm a little strange, it stands to reason that you should go to the Draenei of the Prophet Veron's faction for this matter. Tulani was a little confused.

"You too, uh... We'd rather be in contact with your Dawn Lightcast Draenei than those of the Holy Light Priests, and with all due respect, the political attitude of the Prophet Velony is closer to the Stormwind Kingdom. ”

Tulani chuckled a few times and nodded.

Although she is not a qualified supreme leader, she still has a basic political IQ.

The new tribe's initiative to show goodwill, the orcs' repentance for the past is of course the main reason, but the deeper factors are naturally to further divide the two draenei, especially when the prophet veron's faction draenei is stationed in the area of Azhara.

If you have to make friends with one of them, then the first choice is naturally the Dawn Light Forge Draenei, which is close to the Night Empire.

Distant friendship and close attack, the truth of this sentence is an unchanging truth in any world.

"Warriors of the Horde, are you willing to assist the Dawn Light Forge Draenei in occupying the Path of Glory and destroying the path that has brought a stain on the Glory Tribe?"

The Horde's soldiers immediately responded to the call of the Nazgorin Overseer, raising their weapons and roaring as they pounded their armor.

Tulani nodded again, "The Soulbinder will heal the warriors of the Horde, thank you for your noble deeds, Grand Overseer Nazgorin. ”

The temporarily allied forces of the Horde and the Dawn Lightcast Draenei rushed down the stairs and marched straight ahead, marching towards the path of glory ahead.

On the stepped platform, a group of griffon cavalry flying in from the direction of Fort Glory in the distance was hovering low altitude, and of course they spotted the massive battle beneath the Dark Gate, and their emotions were extremely excited.

"It's the army of Azeroth's homeland, it's the banner of Stormwind! they're finally here, Glory is saved, hahaha!"

The griffin cavalry circled a few times before landing in the Coalition's makeshift camp to the right of the Dark Gate platform, where simple fortifications and large-caliber cannons had been erected, and behind the camp, a team of gnome mages was opening and securing a large portal to Stormwind.

"We are the Third Legion of Lordaeron, now the Expeditionary Corps of Fort Glory, welcome to the Outlands, friends of the Stormwind Kingdom, may I ask if our army of Lordaeron is here, is it His Royal Highness Prince Arthas who leads them?"

The soldiers of the alliance fell silent when they heard this, you look at me, I look at you, and for a while they didn't know how to answer the questions of these great expeditionary legionnaires.

This kind of thing is better for the bigwigs to worry about, so after landing, the griffin cavalry was immediately taken to Marshal Wendsol, and the generalissimo of the alliance was also silent for a while.

"As for Lordaeron, when the battle here is over, I will personally go to Glory Castle to tell you more ... Now, soldiers, return to Fort Glory and report on the battle at the Dark Gate, and the Alliance will visit soon. ”

When the griffin cavalry heard this, they immediately had some very bad premonitions, but they were all extremely good elite soldiers, and when they heard this, they saluted, and then rode back to their griffons and returned to Glory Castle.

High in the air, the Dark Gate successfully crossed the spatial passage, and had moved all parts to the Floating Island Fortress in the outer world, and at this moment began to shoot energy beams towards the ground, and the main forces of the Dark Night Border Guards and the Holy Cult Army began to land.

Their mission is to attack Kil'Gardan's Throne in the north of the region, which is the largest Burning Legion base on the Hellfire Peninsula.

The demon legion led by Kazak and Zakun also crossed the Dark Gate, and the tyrannical demon group immediately rushed forward, killing all the way in the direction of the Hellfire Fortress in the distance, not caring who the enemy was.

A team of Dragon's Throat Breakers flew over against the hellfire that kept whistling and falling in the sky, holding a white flag in their hands, and Boss Hu immediately stopped the surrounding soldiers who wanted to attack this group of evil orcs.

"The army from the world of Azeroth, don't attack the Hellfire Fortress, it's the territory of Lord Illidan!

"How is Illidan now?" Boss Hu didn't care about the rude roar of the evil orcs, they didn't recognize that they were facing a Titan god, and they were Illidan's top boss.

"Lord Illidan is now fighting the main forces of the Burning Legion in the Valley of Shadowmoon, where there are the largest number of demons, and they want to breach the Dark Temple!"

Success asked for a rough map of the outer lands, Boss Hu looked at it for a while, and he already had a rough plan in his heart.

In the current situation, then first ...

"Evil Battleship!

At this time, shouting in the distance interrupted Boss Hu's train of thought, and then looked up at the sky.

A massive Evil Battleship is slowly heading towards the Dark Gate, and hellfire is still being dropped around the battleship, which looks like a Mobile Fortress-class troop carrier.

The Hammer of Argus, the Hammer of Agus, did not yet understand what fate was going to befall him.

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