Anomaly Of Warcraft

At the dock of South Blue Town, the Lion King banner of the Alliance was fluttering in the wind, and Alleria stood beside Anduin Lothar, welcoming Quel'Thalas' fleet.

After a long dispute and waiting, the high elves finally fully joined the military operations of the alliance. Quel'Thalas' attitude gave Anduin Lothar strong support. The participants of the alliance finally reached a consensus of opinions and completed the basic unity.

There is no hindrance to the southern march, and the restoration of the country is just around the corner.

In the distant sea, many black dots can already be seen. Based on experience, it will take at least an hour before the fleet landed. So Alleria suggested: "Marshal Lothar, the fleet will be docked for a while, go first. Take shelter from the wind."

"It's okay. Blowing will help keep your mind clear."

Alleria was noncommittal and left the pier on her own, found a shelter from the wind, and sat down with her cloak.

She respects Anduin Lothar's charisma and noble character. But unlike Turalyon's group of brain-dead fans, Alleria would not firmly believe in the "two whats"-everything Lothar said was right, and all Lothar's decisions must be resolutely implemented.

And Alleria's special status also gave her a reason to enjoy special treatment.

Relying on the power of the Alliance, Alleria can calmly interrogate the prisoners of war and collect information on her beloved brother Lilas.

Because he is a high elf, a ranger general of Quel'Thalas, and a distinguished volunteer. Every general and soldier of the alliance has basic goodwill towards him. Therefore, even if certain inhumane methods are used in the interrogation, humans who hate the orcs will be treated as if they have not seen it, and they will even provide some convenience for themselves.

However, when my compatriots come, everything will be different.

He is the hero of Silvermoon City, the role model of countless people, and the benchmark of the moral altar. Alleria Windrunner must be perfect, selfless, and kind, and kidnapped by public opinion.

Thinking about it in a certain way, Alleria didn't even want the arrival of Quel'Thalas' army.

Unlike Alleria Windrunner in another world, Alleria did not see the fragmented body of her brother Lilas in this world. Although the statements of witnesses and survivors of that battle proved that Lilas deserved the title of Querdore, he did not humiliate the warrior until his death.

but.

but……

But Lilas does not see people or dead bodies!

just in case!

In case Lilas was only seriously injured and captured.

What if my beloved brother is still alive?

Although hope is slim, Alleria has a hope in her heart like a candle in the wind. This small hope kept her from falling into the deepest abyss of despair.

As Gul'dan pierced his sword into the tribe, the orcs who went north to Lordaeron fled south with the pain of two knives stuck in their backs, and a large number of orcs who had not had time to transfer became prisoners of the Alliance.

Under constant interrogation and data sorting, the Alliance gradually figured out some things they didn't know before.

Such as Gul'dan's betrayal, such as Orgrim's plight, such as the possible whereabouts of Lilas.

Alleria looked up at the sky, thinking about what she should do next, when suddenly, a big face blocked her sunlight.

"Aren't you going to accompany Lothar?"

Alleria put her ears together, lowered her head and asked.

"The Marshal is just not satisfied with the generals' slackness, and use this opportunity to make them a little embarrassed. To someone who is hardworking like me, don't blow the sea breeze. Here."

Turalyon handed out a bottle of mead to Alleria, then sat next to her, and found that Alleria moved unnaturally, and realized that she was sitting too close, which caused the goddess' discomfort. , So he moved his hips to adjust a suitable distance for the two of them.

"Your attendant said you haven't eaten breakfast yet, drink some honey bar, and nourish your stomach."

Turalyon said warmly.

"thanks."

Alleria had no courtesy, pulled out the cork and took a sip, the taste was not bad.

Turalyon likes herself, and Alleria knows the likes between men and women. But Alleria didn't like Turalyon so much, and it had nothing to do with ****. Hundreds of years have made Alleria's mood calm and indifferent. After she has become famous, she has long lost the urge to die and live for love. Compared with this, family affection is more important to her.

His mother died early, and his father was obsessed with family fame and power. A group of relatives relied on their reputations to fake their prestige. The second sister always wants to surpass herself, the third sister is rebellious and ignorant, only the fourth brother Lilas can bring the warmth of her home

My mother died of illness shortly after giving birth to her fourth brother. I still remember that my mother took her hand and asked her elder sister to be like a mother, so that the younger brothers and sisters would take care of themselves. Alleria accepted her mother's request with tears in her eyes.

For Lilas, Alleria gave the double love of her sister and mother, and Lilas did not live up to Alleria's expectations and grew up into the sunshine boy Alleria expected.

How many people know that the bond between the siblings is the continuation of Alleria's beautiful expectations, and it is another form of life inheritance.

Lilas is the other self who has no regrets, no defects, and no confusion in Alleria's heart.

Hearing the news of Lilas's death, Alleria not only had a deep-rooted pain of losing her child, but also a wound torn apart her body and spirit.

Under such pain, Alleria couldn't bear a relationship, a relationship with a short-lived species.

"I really envy Carlos, recovering the glory of Ironforge. It's great to be a king. You don't need to worry about so many messy things, you can fight where you want."

Turalyon first opened up the topic. If you don't talk about work or love between men and women, you can only start talking with friends that both of you know.

"Hehe, if I meet again, I will relay your evaluation."

Alleria couldn't help but laughed, smiling like a flower.

She knew Turalyon just wanted to make her happy, but it was a bit unnatural to arrange friends like this.

The entire league now knows how much Carlos is dissatisfied with the league. The whole league is watching, Alterac is fighting, the whole league is losing, but Carlos is winning. Although anyone with a discerning eye knows the twists and turns inside, they know that this is not a manifestation of the true strength of the alliance.

However, Carlos undoubtedly became a victim in the internal disputes of the alliance, and the division became the main force. This is the situation.

According to the original plan, the Alliance launched a full-scale attack on the wetlands two months ago. However, an inexplicable wave of fighting came so swift and violent that for a while, the situation was deadlocked.

The kings and lords met, held meetings, held meetings, communicated, exchanged, and connected together, fully embodying the nasty politics.

However, the soldiers did not care.

Because the previous battle was too hard, taking a break is also an excellent choice.

Therefore, although Carlos did not attend the previous Kingdom Conference, no one was harsh with Alterac in terms of benefit distribution. After all, Carlos' old father-in-law Terenas was the league's largest sponsor.

All the leaders of the alliance know that the orcs must fight and the tribes must fight. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him is the basic law of war. But how to fight and how to fight is more important. In the previous Hillblad battle, the beneficiaries were the kingdoms of Lordaeron, while the southern expedition, the Kingdom of Stormwind, was a hurdle that could not be circumvented.

This is the crux.

That's why Lothar values ​​Quel'Thalas' attitude so much. The bargaining chip of the High Elves is too important, and it has completely changed the balance of the balance within the alliance.

"He is also very hard in the south, although the orc is Damn it, it is not an enemy that can be easily defeated."

"Who said no? When your fleet in Quel'Thalas is in place, the pressure on maritime transport supplies will be much less, and we can draw out the fleet to participate in the offensive against the Saldo Bridge. The difficulty now is to get through Arathi and The land contact of the wetland. According to intelligence, the tribe’s defenders set up an explosive device on the Saldo Bridge. Once the situation is unfavorable, they are ready to blow up the bridge. Now the fighting situation is deadlocked there, which is very uncomfortable."

As Turalyon spoke, the topic extended to the situation of the battle.

"That's why I have proposed it a long time ago, and the direct attack is good, and I am ready for the Saldo Bridge to be blown up."

Alleria said unceremoniously.

"Oh, it is militaryly correct. But the Saldo Bridge was built by humans and dwarves for more than 50 years. At that time, it was the Arathor Empire. Now, who wants to bear the burden of repairing the Saldo Bridge? Cross-sea bridge, that is astronomical repair costs."

Turalyon shrugged helplessly.

"However, just such a small group of orc defenders dragged at least your 50,000 human army to Arathi. The pros and cons of this are not easy to calculate."

Alleria tilted her head and looked at Turalyon, wanting to hear how he explained.

"So it's my turn to play."

"what?"

"The big figures above have unified opinions. In fact, things are still easy to handle. The Alliance will organize a fortified battle with the Silver Hand as the vanguard, and surprise the orc defenders of the Saldor Bridge."

Turalyon smiled confidently.

Either succeed, or the bones are not there! To put it bluntly, what cutting-edge combat is to expect the Paladin to use their personal strength to crush the orc defenders. But this battle plan is to dance on the burning gunpowder keg, and once it fails, it will end in shreds.

Alleria originally wanted to say don't die...

When it came to my lips, it became: "Good luck!"

After speaking, he took a sip of mead and handed the bottle to Turalyon as an advance practice. At this point in time, Alleria knew that she could not walk away.

"Thank you for your good words."

Turalyon blows the bottle boldly.

Drinking and drinking, the face blushes.

Does this count as indirect kissing?

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