Stormwind God

"Is this the trend?" Queen Greek repeated thoughtfully.

The trend.

From ancient times to the present, how many people are sober and sensible enough to see the trend?

Countless idiots who are in high positions and think that the world must take him as the center, can't see the trend, and make him, his people, and the entire race pay the worst price for this.

She knew Duke's efforts.

How many sleepless nights did Duke spend to persuade leaders of the nation to temporarily lay down their hatred of the tribe?

In order to link the resources of the various factions and give play to their advantages, how many benefits do Duke give up?

With his not-so-broad shoulders, Duke almost carried the future of half of Azeroth's planet with one hand.

Maybe he has all sorts of bad problems, but as a person and as a leader of the alliance, Duke has done the best he can.

"Let's go. Now that the night elves and the tribe have agreed to our request, we don't need to re-do the battle readiness plan. Just go and see the soldiers."

"Hmm!" Queen Hea and Jaina around Duke nodded at the same time.

On the beach of Azshara, huge towers stood up, which were temporary mage towers. Of course, it is not as good as the genuine mage tower, but as a pure magic increase, it is already amazing.

A little further away from the mage tower are modular blockhouses. These are the same size, about 20 square-sized bunkers, just a few days ago, one by one steel bars. After being transported here thousands of miles from Ironforge, it was quickly poured onto the on-site stirred cement.

The bunkers that are now taking shape are being covered up by human engineers with sand and gravel.

Inside the bunker, a dwarf artillery can be placed, or a few crossbowmen using the exorcism arrows blessed by the Holy Light.

Covered by the bunker group, in the middle of Azshara, there were scattered artillery positions.

If there is enough time, Duke is even willing to lay an east-west railway in Azshara. Unfortunately, this is a position destined to give up, so human engineers and dwarves are busy, just a huge asphalt road that can accommodate 8 carriages in parallel.

"How long will it take to get everything ready?" Duke asked Brian Bronzebeard, responsible for defense.

The dwarf prince, who takes adventure as his life goal, wears **** eyes: "You can fight at any time, but the longer you are, the better your brothers will survive. They are all good men in the alliance!"

Looking at the distantly prepared soldiers, Duke was filled with emotion.

He also didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring here the elite of the alliance that was not used in history.

These soldiers are not ordinary recruits.

Most of them were veterans who participated in the First and Second Dark Gate Wars. When they joined the army, the youngest soldiers were fourteen or five years old, and the oldest were only eighteen or nine years old.

They come from all countries, most of them have experienced the most brutal capital defense wars, and most of them have participated in two convention wars of more than 200,000 people.

In the wild countryside, deep in the dense forest, and in the swamp, they set up bonfires, set up camps, endured mosquito bites, gnawed stinky jerky and wheat cakes, and then forgot their lives far more than their size Huge enemy battle.

Orcs, trolls, ogres, and even several floors of Goron.

They have never been timid.

Repeated in the baptism of the war every day, a little bit from the unknown rookie into an elite veteran across the major battlefields.

Only in this way can they be awarded the rank of sergeant after the Second Dark Gate War.

But this is just the beginning. Then, for this day to come, they are also arranged to various demonic areas, and continue to sharpen their skills and tactics with the bloodiest battles.

Played Sartre, worked in the Void Trolls, and even organized to face the "Hellfire" specially called by human warlocks.

In a flash of time, it was fifteen years.

After such a long period of time, most of them have entered middle age, and the youngest are also nearly 30 years old. They have their own family and children.

In many kingdoms, they can't afford so many full-time soldiers, and they will choose to retire them and send them back to become farmers.

But Duke ordered a paper order to leave these elite soldiers who had already passed their peak physical age in the Dark Gate Guard.

Just for this day.

Because they have the best martial arts, and the most mature heart.

You will not lose your courage for a moment because you see a huge and horrible demon, and you will become a waste left to be destroyed by the devil.

Duke Shen said, "Let the soldiers gather. I have something to say."

Half an hour later, in addition to the left-behind troops, 50,000 soldiers arrived from a vast position with a length of more than ten kilometers from north to south, forming five huge square arrays.

Duke took the alliance's generals (kings) and senior and minor generals, stepped onto the high platform, looked at the entire army, and took a deep breath.

The weather was getting colder, and the slightly cold wind was blowing on the face, making the nose a little painful.

But Duke could feel the hearts of the soldiers were hot, and their hot eyes said everything.

Duke raised his hand, struck his chest, and performed a military salute.

Each general follows the marching ceremony.

Immediately following the military salutes of the generals was the sound of uniform iron and steel strikes.

On the high stage, Duke took a step forward, watching the alliance in front of his eyes, a low-level professional with more than 30%, armed with various black technologies, a true tiger and wolf division.

From their eyes, Duke saw vigor, pride, and rising morale.

There is no manuscript, no manuscript, and the fifteen-year commander-in-chief has trained Duke's extraordinary ability to release speeches.

Standing in front of a silver magic microphone, Duke's voice spread throughout the army.

"Why are you all here in this strange land to prepare for the fight? This is not our land, not our family, the land where our people live and thrive, why should we fight for it?"

After a pause, Duke asked himself.

"Let me tell you, this is for the survival of the world!"

"It's not a joke! It's not too far away from us!"

"Because we are about to face the Burning Legion, the largest demon army in the history of the world! Once the Burning Legion has led Archimonde to capture the power of the world tree on Mount Hyjal behind us, life in the entire world Will be polluted and destroyed. "

Speaking of which, a whispering rumour came from the five huge squares, but it quickly disappeared ...

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