Chapter 1452 The Courage of the Commander (Please Vote for Me)

"Here, the Burning Legion uses the Death Forge to mass-produce hellfire. We must destroy this Burning Legion arsenal. But please note that because this place is very important, there are not only a large number of punishment walkers and terror masters, but also several Legion machines. The magic mecha, as well as the abyss lords Machazaton and Mogorolon, the prophetess Kaviline of Xivalla and other powerful people are sitting here."

The hoof is a bit broken. She was just put on the shelves three days ago. She suddenly transformed from a newbie who had never even led five soldiers to a big boss leading two thousand people and an experimental small squadron.

How many days has it been?

Are you going to ask her to lead 10,000 people again soon?

And it was also an important fortress for storming the Burning Legion?

According to the intelligence, not to mention the powerful ones, there are nearly a thousand Heavenly Punishment Walkers and Terror Lords of mid-level demons alone. Normally, a mid-level demon requires at least five junior professionals to form a team to compete with it.

Not to mention those Pit Lords who can single-handedly destroy entire regular infantry regiments.

Even though the Allies have artillery support from flying battleships, the combat power is not proportional at all!

Not to mention her and the two dwarf leaders, even Maraad, whose bounden duty was to obey orders, opened his eyes as big as copper bells and was speechless.

"I...I...I..." Hoof said the word "I" three times in a row, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

"What are you afraid of! If something happens, I will naturally take the responsibility." Except for the top leaders of the alliance, no one knows how much power this so-called special envoy of the alliance has.

"Speaking of which, if there are ten thousand people, where will the ten thousand spare troops come from?" the great lord Uregar asked in return.

Duke pointed his finger directly at him: "Don't you still have your troops?"

"Damn it! Mother Rock is here, the fortress has not been built yet, you actually asked me to pull out the defense troops?"

Duke shrugged: "There is no way, that legion fortress has threatened our transportation route of construction materials. There have been no enemies attacking the fortress recently, so we might as well pull half of the garrison out to clear the rear."

Uregal was almost so angry that he jumped to his feet.

At this time, Yrel's eyes were bright and he was firm: "It's okay. I believe that Mr. Special Envoy must have his confidence to make such a seemingly unintentional decision. Maybe... it will be like the last royal... Royal Like the Yaozi Team, there are some things we don’t know, but they are actually powerful beings who help us destroy the enemy.”

Yirel puffed out his chest and tightened his abdomen, and said these words with a passionate expression, which actually made it difficult for Duke to continue acting.

You yayo! You already have the air of a fanatic and a martyr, and I'm still pretending to be a ghost!

By the way, **, do your parents know that you are so smart?

Originally, Duke really wanted to develop Hoof's ability, and also wanted to develop her trust. Now that everything has been seen through, there is no point in hiding it.

Duke smiled slightly: "You see through it? That's fine. Since you were smart for once, I will see if you are smart but have been mistaken for it."

"Well……"

Hooves haven't finished wondering what Duke's words mean.

Duke waved his hand, and a huge green arrow appeared on the vast three-dimensional map in the fortress command room, extending from the western entrance of Shadowmoon Valley to the front of Legion Fortress.

"This is……"

Brian clicked his lips and said, "Greenskin."

Duke's eyebrows rose.

Sure enough, hatred is not so easily forgotten. Twenty-four years is at least one generation for humans. For longer-lived dwarves, it is just a growing experience in a generation.

It’s not that Brian doesn’t know who Mark is, but he still can’t control himself, which really explains something.

Sure enough... Has the dissatisfaction with the Alliance's recent efforts to vigorously support orcs and rescue millions of orcs spread from bottom to top?

Wise people will of course pay more attention to the threat of the Burning Legion in the future.

But the senses of the people and soldiers below were more direct.

Think about it, even old members of the alliance like the dwarves are like this, not to mention the draenei who were still fighting the orcs a while ago. Even a little girl like Hoo Zi, who is kind-hearted and not too understanding of the world, has a look of confusion on her face.

Duke bared his teeth in Karazhan.

Then, in Wildhammer Fortress, Mark smiled.

"Maybe...someone will ask, isn't this part of the valley entrance of Shadowmoon Valley flooded? Or maybe someone will ask, when will the Alliance have to rely on greenskins? I want to say, you are all wrong."

Got it wrong?

Unknowingly, when Mark Dooku stood up and placed his hands next to the three-dimensional imaging map table, the aura he showed when he leaned forward slightly frightened everyone.

This is no ordinary momentum.

This is a kind of momentum that points the country in the wind and the clouds!

This is a momentum in which everything in the world is for my use!

When this oppressive momentum suddenly erupted, everyone had a premonition that what the alliance envoy would say in the next second would be extremely shocking, even earth-shattering.

really……

"The mouth of the valley is flooded? Haha! The Alliance said that's a lake!, that's a lake! It said that's land, that's land! Don't forget, where did the water come from in the first place? Similarly, regarding relying on green skins... you They all think too much. Wherever the Alliance wants the Horde to fight, and wherever they want their warriors to die, they must go! Because this is the general trend!"

"Remember! The Alliance has never been a pitiful organization for weak people to stick together for warmth! If we want to avoid the persecution of the Burning Legion, we can hide in Azeroth, which has a planetary protection circle. Why organize an expedition to the outer world?"

"We are here to chop off the claws of the Burning Legion! If you dare to reach out to Azeroth, you must be mentally prepared to have your claws and even your head chopped off by us. The Alliance can protect women and children, but it will not protect cowards! No matter if they are humans , dwarves, or draenei, all those who join the Alliance and Allied Forces must be mentally prepared to sacrifice for this."

"You don't have to be afraid of Kil'jaeden! The Alliance Commander Duke Marcus is already a demigod! He killed the Demon King Sargeras and stabbed the legion commander Archimonde to death! If Kil'jaeden If you dare to come, he will definitely kill Kil'jaeden as well."

"What matters on the clouds will naturally be taken care of by the great gods on the clouds. Let's do our thing well, do you understand?"

The words came out like a barrage of words, which severely suppressed everyone in the command post.

No matter he is a high-ranking king or a general who has climbed up from the ranks of the common people.

Yirel couldn't help but cover his mouth.

What a heroic spirit!

Moving mountains and rivers, driving enemies to one's own advantage, cutting off the claws and scales of the nightmare of the universe, is this courage that stands at the end of the world's power the supreme courage of the commander-in-chief whom he has never met?