Chapter 890: No Enemies Under the Circumstances (Allied Elroborg)

As Tyrande's deputy, Merland has always been the most loyal of her boss, but at this moment, she is also aggressive.
If translated into Du someone, she now feels like: holding grass! A lot of information! Really messy 10,000-year version of your circle?
Isn't it?
In the thousands of years before the War of the Ancients, in the eyes of outsiders, Tyrande must have picked one of the two Brothers of the Stormrage. Who knows that after the breaking incident in the War of the Ancients, both Tyrande and the Brothers of the Stormrage, they were very taboo about it and refused to talk more.
After that, Tyrande began to alienate their brother if they could.
You know, they did n’t need to report when they entered the Moon Goddess.
Anyway, Merland's face was full of helplessness!
However, it seems that the gossip triangle love that has continued for thousands of years has made new progress? Is it true that the one who ruined the three feelings of them is the ancestor of the alliance leader who seems to be coming? ...
The night elves are a very closed society. Although the number of night elves is more than one million, what gossip did not spread for 10,000 years?
Not only Merland, but even the temple guards who seem to be loyal all around secretly raised their ears, their gossip souls are also burning!
Tyrande stared and swept the square!
Suddenly every archer and hunter looked down, afraid to look at them.
Tyrande bowed deeply: "Sorry, Lord Marcus, because of a mistake that frightened you. This is my rudeness as the leader of the night elves. If you think you need compensation, you can Proposed."
Leaning down was originally the most seductive angle for women, because of the relationship of gravity, the temptation will be infinitely enlarged.
Fortunately, Mr. Du saw more Hyjal peaks or something from long-term bow training. After all, the three sisters of the windrunner in his family were female rangers, and two and a half of them had already eaten in the stomach.
Finally, how much immunity has been cultivated, otherwise the previous Duke would not dare to look at it.
At this moment, Duke, who looks like a gentleman, exerted his character as a film emperor, and he smiled chicly: "Master Yufeng is too heavy. Since it is a misunderstanding, there is nothing offensive or offensive. Now the enemy of the Burning Legion is Shouldn't we put aside differences and cooperate sincerely? I'm here for that. "
Duke's generosity made many night elves secretly relieved.
The following words from Duke let his image be infinitely elevated: "If you have to make any compensation, I hope you can forgive the tribe for accidentally killing the demigod Cenarius. It is demonic after all conspiracy."
As soon as this word came out, the heart of every night elf in the audience seemed to be severely grasped by two invisible big hands, tearing the two halves.
Even Tyrande said that Cenarius wasn't really dead. However, at the moment when the enemy is killed by such an own strong man, the orc tribe can only be blamed if they are not angry!
Many elves were so excited that they almost raised their arms again.
Tyrande reached out and stopped his restlessness.
Tyrande raised her head, her delicate chin was slightly lifted, and her eyes were full of complex light: "I have seen your student Luo Ning. If his narrative is correct, your human-based alliance and orcs are The Lord's tribe, before that, should be the enemy of the enemy? "
"That's right!" Duke admitted frankly: "Since the Dark Door opened fifteen years ago, the tribe invaded the storm kingdom on the southernmost tip of the eastern kingdom, and it was also my motherland, the alliance and the tribe never really reconciled. Under the action of the burning village slaughter city, no less than five million human compatriots died under the hands of the violent orcs. It is no exaggeration to say that our alliance and tribe have deep blood and hatred. "
"then you……"
Duke spoke sharply: "Actually, from the past to the present, the tribe has a total of four chiefs, and the first three chiefs of the black hand, Orgrim, and Ner'zhul have died in front of me, even if I am not the mastermind. It's because of me! "
If it weren't for the fact that the scene was too serious, there might have been a night elf beauty laughing and spraying.
This scene is really strange.
An alliance leader who killed three major chiefs and had deep blood and hatred against each other, actually begging for the enemy?
However, Tyrande and Malfurion involuntarily lifted their chests and abdomen, respectfully. They are waiting for Duke's answer!
"Maybe it sounds contradictory, isn't it? But neither the alliance nor the tribe, no matter which of us wins, it is just a change of a dominant race for the planet Azeroth. But the Burning Legion wins, then Azeroth The planet will be completely destroyed. "Duke uttered every word, decisively.
This is the relationship between small contradictions and maximum contradictions.
In the face of the existence of the planet, the deaths of hundreds of millions of people in the past fifteen years are just trivial contradictions.
What is the big picture?
That's the big picture!
Duke's words made Tyrande feel ashamed! You know, two weeks ago, she was still delusional to rely on the power of the night elves to resist the Burning Legion led by Archimonde! ?
Compared with Duke's consciousness to join forces with the deadly enemy for the sake of the big picture, her previous thoughts are simply small to humble.
At this time, Malfurion put one hand on the triple carved shoulder armor on Tyrande's left shoulder, and Shen said, "Even human beings can have this awareness, and we night nerfs should not be too stingy. Besides, After the last war, we have spent 9,000 years and have not completely cured the wounds of the earth. "
The scars of the earth ... This is the biggest pain in the night elves who believe in the doctrine of druids.
Tyrande nodded strongly, and then swaggered towards Duke, and she stretched out her hand: "I heard that you humans use handshake as a symbol of friendship and unity, so I think, under this great crisis, we dark night The elves and the alliance, and even the tribe, should work together. "
"Right!" Duke shook Tyrande's hand.
This is a historic handshake!
In the eyes of later historians, this is also a handshake that foreshadows the night elves to join the alliance.
The tone is set, the rest is easy to say.
"Yes, I haven't asked yet, Marcus, why are you here this time?"
"Don't have to go outside that way, call me Duke, I'll be more used to it."
Well, my name is actually Du, not Ma.
"Then, Duke ..."
Duke spoke roughly about what he knew about the Burning Legion, and finally focused on his goal.
"You said, the Scourge's strongest minions killed his father, destroyed four kingdoms, and half of Lordaeron's death knight Arthas came to Kalimdor alone?"