Chapter 1684: Aftermath of Betrayal (four more)

To the northwest, Marigos taught Carregos to do dragon battles, and also ended when Alekstasza arrived. Today's Dragon Lich can torture his own younger brother, but he is absolutely afraid to head-to-head with his older sister.
This time the battle is over.
It's hard to say who is the real winner.
The Lich King Alsace's ice-crowned glacier defense line, which was originally operated as an iron bucket, was completely broken. Although the west and northwest sides were not penetrated, the east defense line, the alliance still gained the importance of Scourge City on the plateau. Strategic Fulcrum.
Originally, the Scourge Army could use the terrain to form a terrible strangle strangle with the gate of death as the center. Now, once the coalition forces attack, they have to fight against the Alliance on a relatively narrow bridge surface.
On the other hand, the strength of the Scourge Corps has not decreased but increased.
In addition to the loss of many flesh and blood giants in the direction of the iron wall dam, in the battle of Scourge City, when the new plague developed by Marigot and Prof. Tricede spread, the tanks removed by mechanical dwarfs were removed. The destroyed ones received a total of 50,000 elites. Most of them are low-level professionals.
Even for the Scourge Corps, which has a great career and a great cause, it is a major improvement.
Before leaving, Alsace also removed the ice wall surrounding the Scourge City, hoping to further pollute the surrounding environment.
The well-prepared Duke rushed to the Red Dragon Army and burned the entire Plague City together with the Plague.
The battle on March 5 is over.
The aftermath is still fermenting.
"What? You said that the alliance seemed to have been prepared, and only sent mechanical gnomes that would not be plagued into the Scourge City, and then each of us found that the alliance lost its bag?" In Orgrimmar, I received a report Thrall clenched his fists.
anger?
Maybe there is.
But it is more disturbing and doubtful!
As soon as he turned around, Thrall's tall body was moving towards magic mirroring, where a giant magician who was in charge of communicating with the Alliance Command immediately bowed his head to Thrall.
Trolls also have mage. As the ancestor of the night elves, trolls also have mage qualifications. It is just that there are not many trolls with the mage qualification among the dark spear trolls where Vol'jin is located. Coupled with the lack of magic civilization, giant magicians are even more scarce.
However, with the destruction of the Army of the Forgotten, and now the Dread Lord Varimathras, who has substantially controlled the new Undercity, joined the Scourge, the Forsaken Mage has actually been forced to be stripped from the Horde battle sequence .
The tribe actually has less than a thousand forsaken left.
Giant magicians are generally not strong, and there is not even a brilliant moon master named.
Can only be used now.
Thrall sighed, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Woking's voice coming from behind him.
"Chief, do you want to meet Duke?"
Without turning his head, Thrall turned his back on Vol'jin's back to Vol'jin: "Yes! That's right! I just can't swallow this breath, and I want to ask Duke why he did it. Now that he has discovered that the tribe has possession Plague Weapon, he can tell me! "
Woking's voice was low, and his emotions were obviously quite low: "Don't ask. What about the question? It will only widen the rift between the alliance and the tribe that has finally begun to heal. The chief, he only did so for one reason. Alliance is alliance, tribe is tribe. "
Thrall seemed to be stabbed by the thunder, his body was stiff, and his mouth full of sharp teeth was full of bitterness.
Woking was indeed a man of great wisdom.
He pointed out the key point in one sentence.
Even after ten years of relatively friendly and peaceful cooperation, we cannot completely eliminate the gap between each other.
Alliances and tribes are now allies. But these two behemoths are also two multi-ethnic coalition regimes that have suffered brutal wars and have different interests.
The alliance has given in too much, too much, even the chief warrior of Sal is a little paralyzed, many times forget the hatred and unhappiness of the past, and wishfully thought that this peace and cooperation can last forever.
Don't ask this time, it must be that the alliance is defending the tribe, only then has Duke suddenly ordered the withdrawal of Varian's Eastern Army and replaced it with Mimiron's mechanical gnomes.
The other way around, isn't the tribe guarding the alliance?
Among the tribes, the voice of clamoring for war against the alliance has never stopped. Recently, with the issue of poor land resources and other issues, this voice has not only decreased, but has become more and more intense.
As a dove, Sal fired everywhere, but the more the fire, the more fire.
Thrall was struggling.
Woking points out the main points of the problem, but knowing the problem does not mean that the problem can be solved.
It is entirely foreseeable that the contradiction will be even greater in the future
Throughout the history of the orcs, it is not difficult to find that the orcs are also very capable of giving birth. When there is a large population, it will expand to the outside world and talk of foreigners. There really was no place to expand before civil war. From ancient times to now, how many clans have disappeared in the long river of history.
Orcs don't care, it's been like this for billions of years.
The clear-headed Thrall knew that this way of living was extremely dangerous.
The Alliance is already a behemoth that is far superior to the Horde. Since the Second Dark Gate War, the Alliance has not waged war on the Horde not because of not wanting it, but because of stronger foreign enemies and Duke. The wise leader is suppressing the voice of opposition.
Once the war is ignited, most of the alliance will not be burned to death, but the tribe is bound to be destroyed.
Thrall is working hard to maintain this fragile balance, trying to maintain peace with the alliance. If the following group of traditional orcs haven't thought about it, then ...
Thrall dared not think about it.
In his mind, the thoughts turned hundreds of thousands, and eventually Saar was discouraged: "Wojin, inform Duke for me. It said that the tribal expeditionary force was severely damaged and it took a long time to rest in situ. I hope to supply the supplies."
"Understood." Woking humbly raised his chest with one hand, bowing sal to Sal.
However, when he saw the figure of the chief warrior, he became extremely lonely.
"Ugh!"
At the same time, in front of the Frozen Throne.
A burly, a skinny, two figures exuding horrible dark energy fluctuations, just so in front of the high white throne.
The supreme voice of the Lich King floated down from the top of the throne: "Anastrian, don't you agree?"
The former King of the Sun jerked a bit, and finally uttered a sentence in his teeth: "Dare."
"Oh, just do not dare?" With the cold voice, the slap printed on the right face of the King of the Sun was darkened. Obviously dark black, but exuding an extremely hot soul burning, Anastrian rolling on the ground.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"