After Xu Mochao finished the first battle after the official landing, he divided the army brought from Kalimdor into three and prepared to start going north to regain the lost territory.

"As before, our troops are divided into three routes, each regiment is responsible for one route, and the division headquarters and I follow the first regiment."

They had fought similar battles countless times, so it was not surprising to everyone that this arrangement was made.

Now the question is who to choose the commanders of the three regiments.

Grom glanced at Muladin, the king of the hills, who was blowing his beard and glaring, and then at Wen Lesa, who was looking at Xu Mochao with affection, and wisely did not speak.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Muradin, and Winlessa grabbed the position of commander of the first regiment.

"This is my hometown, and it is the most suitable choice for me to follow His Majesty the King."

"You can't say that," Winlessa said, shaking her head, "Quel'Salas is also my hometown, and I've been here much longer than yours. ”

Although saying this would reveal her age, in order to be with Xu Mochao, Wen Lesa couldn't care about it.

Besides, she's still a maiden in terms of elven lifespan, but Muradin is already an uncle among the dwarves - there is no comparison between the two sides.

Muradin was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I am a good friend of His Majesty Arthas, and I am still his teacher. ”

Although it is a bit inappropriate to put on the shelf of elders at this time, but since the words have been said about this, Muradin's will also be open.

However, he didn't expect Wen Leisa, who has always been introverted, to be more ruthless than him this time: "I am Your Majesty's woman!" ”

Muradin: "......"

Well, you win.

In the end, Muradin obediently became the commander of the second regiment, and Grom naturally took over the commander of the third regiment.

"I said, dude, why bother with a woman?"

Seeing Muladin's sullen appearance, Grom stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and couldn't help but enlighten, "Wouldn't it be better to lead the group by yourself, and you can fight as much as you want when the time comes!" ”

"How can it be so easy to ......"

Mu Ladin shook his head when he heard this, "It's not that you don't know the current situation in the Eastern Kingdom, the supplies are seriously insufficient, and the supplies we originally brought are not much, it is better to follow the division headquarters, once you work hard, I am afraid that it will ......."

"What are you afraid of!"

Grom, a battle maniac, didn't care, "It's a big deal to feed the war with war!" ”

"I'm afraid you're out of your mind!"

Muradin said angrily, "The other party is an undead, except for gold and wood, which are the same as our needs, they don't need anything else!" How do you feed your war with war? ”

"Uh......"

Grom couldn't help but froze when he heard this, he really didn't think of this stubble.

The main reason is that they have been fighting in Kalimdor before, and that is the base camp of the Night Elves, and all the resources are managed, and they don't have to worry about logistics at all.

"It's easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it's hard to go from luxury to thrift! I'm used to living a life where I don't have to worry about it, but I didn't expect to have a headache for these trivial things now! ”

Muradin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, tiptoed and patted Grom on the shoulder, and in turn comforted him:

"Don't worry, the people of this continent still support us, as long as we are fast enough to save the undead before they can scourge them."

Grom was right when he thought about it, and he was a little relieved.

With the victory of the three-way army, a piece of news quickly spread throughout the entire eastern continent as if it had grown wings.

The former Prince of Lordaeron, now His Majesty the King, leader of the Alliance, and member of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the man who defeated the Dreadlord Melganis is back!

When he heard that His Majesty had returned triumphantly after defeating the demons that had invaded the world, all the people who heard the news expressed their joy and joy, and the whole world celebrated and rushed to tell each other.

"His Majesty Arthas is finally back!"

"Great, we're saved this time!"

"He's the man who fears the most from the Scourge of the Dead!"

"The true savior has not forsaken us!"

"I said he'd be back!"

In the hearts of all the people on this continent, Arthas, who once stabbed the creator of the Scourge undead in Northrend, the Dreadlord Melganis, is the nemesis of the undead, and as soon as he returns, the raging plague and the murderous undead will surely disappear.

"The leader is really fine!"

When he heard the news that Xu Mochao had led a large army to Lordaeron and began to regain the lost territory, Malfurion said to Tyrande, "If we can stay a few more days, we will be able to meet him." ”

"That's a good point."

Tyrande nodded.

It's about the same time.

"Now that the Leader has come to Lordaeron, we are more certain in our actions," Malfurion frowned, "Mavi and Illidan must be found as soon as possible." ”

"Malfurion......

"What's wrong, Tyrande?"

Noticing Tyrande's pause, Malfurion asked, puzzled.

"Do you feel it...... Mavi was a little too paranoid. ”

"Paranoia?"

Malfurion didn't react for a moment, "What are you referring to?" ”

"Illidan, naturally."

Tyrande was a little unhappy with Malfurion's sluggishness, but patiently explained, "She's too obsessed with catching Illidan and putting him back in the dungeon." ”

Malfurion was silent for a long time, and then spoke, "Illidan was originally a prisoner, and as a jailer guarding prisoners, it is not surprising that she did this. ”

"But there's no need to cross the ocean to hunt down, right?"

Tyrande's tone was a little dissatisfied, "The Third War has just ended, and we are at a critical juncture when everything is in ruins, and she didn't think about how to rebuild her home that was destroyed by the arrival of demons, but she traveled thousands of miles to capture a prisoner - and she is also a hero who has contributed to the war. ”

"Illidan did make a lot of contributions to the war, but that doesn't make up for the damage he did to us," Malfurion clearly disagreed, "his obsession with magic is too heavy, and it will bring us disaster!" ”

"But at least he didn't do anything unfavorable to us after he was released from captivity, did he?"

Tyrande stared into Malfurion's eyes, "You can't just arrest him for another 10,000 years just because you suspect something hasn't happened yet, can you?" ”

"It's not me who wants to arrest him, it's Mavi."

"But you're rooting for her."

"I just want to be able to make Illidan stop making mistakes and not forgetting that he is also my brother."

"Good, I hope you'll remember that when you see him again."

Looking at Tyrande's distant figure, Malfurion shook his head.

As long as he is at this time, he will miss Xu Mochao even more.