"What?!"

Solas jerked to his feet, the heavy wooden cup shattered, and the ale and sawdust spilled everywhere, "The orcs have appeared in the Tirisphath glade?

The relationship between Fort Riptide and Alterac has always been rocky, but as the saying goes, it's not your friends who know you best, it's your enemies. Solas is well aware of Alterac's military prowess, and while their leader is a coward, not all of his kingdom's men and people are mediocre.

At the very least, it wouldn't be difficult to hold back the Horde with the help of Alterac's rugged terrain until the rest of the Alliance responded.

But what is the situation now? Without the slightest news, the orcs swaggered out on the outskirts of Lordaeron?

Tyrenus had no other effective way to defend against the tribe than to close the gates. Troops must be sent as soon as possible!

"Send the order, inform all the soldiers who can set off immediately, target Lordaeron!"

Regardless of what went wrong on Alterac's side, the most important thing right now was to save the capital city that was vital to both the Alliance and humanity before the Horde toppled the gates of Lordaeron.

As for Perynod, it's not too late to deal with it after that's done.

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"Has the news been sent?" Standing on the city wall, Terenus looked sadly at the jungle outside the city, sniffing the disgusting sweat of the orcs in the wind, his face became more and more gloomy.

"The pigeons have been released and the rest of the league should be able to respond soon. ”

"I'm not going to hear 'should'. The king straightened his back, his gaze like a torch seemed to sweep the sharp blade of the green wave in front of him, "Tell me, all the men who can afford to hold a sword and shield move, we have a war to fight that we can't lose!"

"Yes!" the guards did not question the sculptural king. He, like all the people of the capital, had unshakable trust in the wise monarch.

And the foundation of this trust comes from the indelible positive impact and contribution of Terenas to the country.

Even though most of the soldiers were sent out, they still believed that as long as the crown was still shining, Lordaeron would never fall!

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"Look, it's the coast, we're almost there. Looking at the dark shadow slowly emerging at the end of the horizon, Gugar's face showed a look of ecstasy. Sailing on the seas these days, surrounded by the same blue sea, he has long been on the verge of throwing up.

"Nope. Gul'dan smiled, "We're already there." ”

Without waiting for the ogre to ask, the warlock waved his hand, and the fleet immediately dispersed, forming a huge circle in a short time.

Gul'dan stepped onto the bow of the ship, and as the intricate incantations slowly recited one after another, the chaotic magic quickly overflowed from him, and he poured into the sea as if he didn't want money. The rippling waves were his signal, and the orc warlocks on the ships around him followed suit, constantly exporting magical energy around the empty sea.

The sky darkened, the dark clouds kept rolling and colliding, rolling and muffled thunder hit, and the green thunder lit up the sky again and again.

The sea was churning, and circles of waves were pouring out of the center, pushing the ship away again and again.

"I feel it, it's right under our feet!" Gul'dan laughed, and as a majestic magic rushed into the sea, a dull loud bang came from the deep sea, and all the ships trembled violently at this moment. It was as if something huge was about to break through the waters beneath our feet and manifest beneath the sky.

No, not as if......

Green flames and billowing smoke tore through the water, and a loud roar resembling the roar of a beast came into Gul'dan's sight.

Through the flying dust and steam, the orcs could see that something was slowly and unstoppably emerging from the water.

As the waves grew stronger, a mountain erupted in flames, dust, and steam. Then a smaller mountain also surfaced, then a third, and then a fourth......

This is a huge island, a barren and rugged continent!

Eventually, the sky overhead changed from a swirling brownish green to a more stable leaden gray, and the waves gradually receded, no longer as if they were about to overturn everything and engulf everything.

Gul'dan opened his eyes, and he held on to the gauntlets on the deck for a few moments, and when he saw that his feet were not shaking, he looked puzzled, until he looked to the bottom of the ship. It was no longer the sea, but a dark land.

Gul'dan breathed a sigh of relief, although it was stranded, but at least he didn't have to worry about the impact of the still howling waves on the shore on the landfall: "Send a signal to the others to gather here at once." ”

"We're running out of time, both to prevent that idiot from Ogrim and to find our destination on this complicated island. ”

"It must be as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

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Truth be told, pinpointing a few tiny ships at sea is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Although Lanlos had already marked all the ships that the orcs had stranded in the hills of Hillsbrad in advance, and had rushed to the sea near the town of Nanhai as fast as he could, the man was not as good as the sky, and by the time they arrived, Gul'dan had already led the team away from the coast.

As for the magic marker, it was too far away for even Lanloth to track it. To do this, he could only accelerate all the way in the direction of the Gul'dan flotilla. After all, what Gul'dan lacked most was time, and for whatever reason, he couldn't take a long detour.

Between two points, the straight line is the shortest. As long as the direction is right, with the speed of the scorching sun, sooner or later they will be able to catch up with them.

Besides, he knew exactly what was going to happen next. The ups and downs of an island, such a big movement, he must have felt it unless he was in another hemisphere.

As it turned out, he was right.

"What's going on?!" Winlessa gripped her handguard and looked at the sudden tumbling sea with a look of horror. It's clear just now, what's going on now?

"Little girl, does it scare you with such a little wave? What kind of wind and waves are you going to encounter, can't you even stand on your feet?" said Kellysendra chuckling as she skillfully commanded the sailors to stabilize the balance of the ship.

"You ......"

"Alright. Lanlos shook his head helplessly, "We're almost there." ”

"Aren't we out to scout?" said Winlessa, frowning.

"Do you believe that?" Kelly laughed even louder, "Young man, you really have to teach your little girlfriend well, if you go outside, won't you be abducted in minutes?"

Wen Lesa was speechless for a moment, blushing and bowing slightly, and her voice became weaker and weaker: "I'm not his little girlfriend......"

You're not focused, are you?

Lanloth sighed and didn't explain anything, just looked at the sky in the distance. The clouds in the distance became more and more solid, and the smile gradually expanded on his face.

The Tomb of Sargeras, a forbidden place full of dangers, the advanced technology and various strange devices left behind by the Titans have created a deadly trap full of tricks, and with Egwen's repairs and enhancements, no one can walk in it unharmed without anyone leading the way.

Of course, Lanlos is self-aware, he is not arrogant and covets the power of Sargeras like Guldan, and his purpose is in Guldan.

The Skull of Gul'dan, the only possession left behind by the orc sorcerer after he walked into the tomb of Sargeras. Shredded by demons, Gul'dan was left with only such a skull remain, but the demonic energy contained in it retained a little of the warlock's soul, and the knowledge and wisdom contained in it were not only about demons, but also Medivan.

These things are immeasurable treasures for Lanloth, who is good at both arcane and evil powers.