"What? The Book of Medivan? You say their goal is the Book of Medivan?"

Tulayan used the light to torture the Death Knight's mouth about the orc's purpose for starting the war, and Khadgar was horrified when he heard it.

"I once had the pleasure of reading the Book of Medivan, which recorded all the magic of Medivan during her lifetime, and even the idea of space travel magic, when the dark door was not yet opened. After Medivan and Gul'dan started the Dark Gate, Medivan must have written this magic into the Book of Medivan!"

Tulayan frowned: "What does this mean?"

Khadgar replied, "This means that the orcs are not retreating!, but taking these treasures back to their world to open the door to other worlds!"

Danas on the side said, "That's not right, let the orcs scourge other worlds. ”

Tulayan said: "You can't think so, once the orcs get enough resources in other worlds, they will definitely return to our world!"

Danas asked rhetorically, "So what are you going to do?"

"Offense. "Attack their world, destroy their plans, and for the sake of peace in the rest of the world, and for the sake of Azeroth." ”

There was a sudden silence in the room. Fighting in the world of orcs is no better than in Azeroth, where everything is unknown.

Khadgar broke the silence: "I agree. ”

Cuong, who commanded the elves to defend the Watchtower, also said, "We have always wanted to take revenge on the collectors, and now the time has come!"

Danas also agreed with Tulayan's idea, and Tulayan nodded and said, "Then I will immediately return to Lordaeron to report the news to His Majesty the King." ”

With a flash of blue light, Tulayan returned to Lordaeron using Hearthstone, and the king agreed to Tulayan's plan and prepared to send half of the Alliance's army to support them.

Tulayan returned to the Watchtower, and now it was only a question of who to send. After discussion, it was decided that the expedition would be commanded by five generals: Commander Tulayan, Archmage Khadgar, Elven General Lothmar Theron (Ah Qiang), Cavalry General Danas, and Griffin Knight Kudran Brute Hammer.

It was late at night, and Khadgar sat in the clearing. The soldiers who volunteered for the expedition were writing letters to their families, Tulayan was still making final preparations on his rounds, Lothema and Danas were handing over their belongings to the lieutenant and saying parting words to them, Kudran was drinking with his dwarven companions, he was alone looking at the moon, the teacher was dead, his friend Lothar who had fought side by side was also dead, and after returning from Silvermoon City, Tulayan was much more alienated from himself. No one cares about me, even if he dies in Draenor, no one will be sad about it, right......

"Khadgar. ”

Khadgar was stunned when he heard someone behind him call him to turn around.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" said Richard, seated beside Khadgar.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the first time you've called me by my name. ”

"Hahaha. Richard took out a blue rune stone, "I heard you're going to Draenor, this is a gift for you, I personally enchanted it, it can increase your magic reserves." ”

Khadgar was a little moved: "Thank you." ”

Richard took out a dozen letters and a white rune stone: "These are the girls in the Golden Rose who have a good relationship with you entrusted me to send them, the letters were written by them, and the rune stones were bought by them with money, which can help you resist an injury." ”

Richard stood up and patted Khadgar on the shoulder, "I won't disturb your private time with the girls." However, Khadgar ......"

Khadgar looked at him, and Richard said, "Don't die, I still want to call you by the wrong name, just like we did when we first met." ”

Khadgar listened to him and fell into memories, remembering the first time they met

"My name is Khadgar. ”

"Hello, Kademinus. ”

"My name is Khadgar!"

"Well, okay, Kad minus. ”

At that time, I just frowned and ignored him, but I didn't expect so many things to happen later. Khadgar smiled, opened a letter and read "Dear Khadgar......"

After reading all the letters, Khadgar lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky. In the letter, those women have some encouragement, some worry, and some blessings.

"There are so many people in Azeroth who still remember me, I must come back alive......"

"They're coming!" Lexa stood beside Gromash with his War Wolf in front of the Dark Gate, one of the few warriors left who were not from the Warsong Clan.

And they came. Gromash licked his lips bloodthirstily as he looked in the direction the Alliance troops were rushing in, his eyes glinting with murder.

"Son of Lothar!" Tulayan shouted, and every soldier shouted a slogan and rushed to the Dark Gate from all directions.

"Come, little alliance, let me taste your blood!"

As the outnumbered Alliance drew closer and closer to the Dark Gate, the orc warlock who had been left behind by Hellroar's side slammed close to the side pillars of the Dark Gate, pulling out his device and preparing to attach it.

Sensing the anomaly from afar, Khadgar immediately unleashed a spell that knocked the orc warlock's arm flying, and Cuong shot an arrow at the device in the sky.

"Boom!"

The explosion shook the entire battlefield, and both the Alliance and the Horde stopped fighting. Gromash crouched down to protect his head, and the shattered rocks smashed on top of him. He felt cheated, this wasn't the equipment that could teleport back to Draenor, this level of explosion, the damn Tyrone Blood Demon wanted to kill himself and the damn Alliance!

"Catch him!" Gromash ordered his men to grab the warlock with the broken arm and fuck the tribe! Now it's time to fight for the survival of himself and his clan!

The Alliance recovered faster than the Horde, with one group of soldiers having passed through the Dark Gate while the other fended off the Horde warriors.

"So be it!" Grommash looked at the Alliance soldiers who entered the Dark Gate, and whoever emerged victorious in the end would pay a heavy price. Gromash shouted to the Warsong Clan, "Let's keep fighting, Warsong, fight like an orc!" Tear them to shreds!"

While the Warsong Clan was fighting for survival, the commandos led by Tulayan had already passed through the Dark Gate, and the red cracked plains were so similar to those on the other side of the Dark Gate, the only difference was that the ground beneath their feet was made of white bones......