As Hamuul said, he did not stay too long in Orgrimmar, and left in a hurry after informing Thrall of the possible disaster - he had to go to other places to inform. dip
Within the huge fortress, only Thrall, Saurfang, and Eitrigg remained silent, as well as the silent Kor'kron elite guards outside the door.
After a while, Thrall was the first to speak, "What do you think, Saurfang?"
Saurfang turned to look at Eitrigg. When Eitrigg nodded slightly, he probably knew that the other person had almost the same idea as him, so he said, "I think... we have to send reinforcements, and we have to go all out. , attack immediately."
"Why?" Thrall asked thoughtfully.
"Because this is our last home, we have no way to retreat. If Silithus is defeated, the civilians of the night elves and tauren can still go to the old world to seek asylum from the Alliance, but our compatriots will only have Ogg. Rhema." Saurfang said the heavy and cruel reality in a nonchalant tone, "If we don't want the orc race to completely disappear, we must go all out in this battle for survival."
"..."
Eitrigg also echoed, "Saurfang and I have similar thoughts, Warchief."
Thrall rubbed his temples with two big green hands. He also understood that this war, which seemed to have nothing to do with the tribe, was actually related to the future destiny of the tribe. It was easy to say that the night elves would win, but once they failed, the front line would be defeated. After that, the next unlucky ones are the tauren and the tribe.
Silithus seems to be quite far away from Durotar, but Hamuir told Thrall very clearly that once the front line is defeated, the bugs will sweep half of Kalimdor within a month. Time, it is simply impossible for the current tribe to have enough time to evacuate.
And judging from what Hamuul meant, the situation on the front line was very pessimistic. During the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago, the night elves and the dragon allies all paid a heavy price to win, and this time the dragons Not even appearing on the battlefield, no one knows how long the Kaldorei can last with their martial prowess.
This means that the Horde actually has no choice at all. The orcs will not sit in Orgrimmar and wait for the outcome of the Battle of Silithus, so the only thing left is to go to the front line and fight alongside their former enemies.
But Thrall also understands that neither enemies nor friends are eternal. What's more, Azeroth has many common enemies, whether it's the Burning Legion or these ancient bugs that come out of nowhere, so the final answer is only One already.
"Mobilize and rush to the rescue of Silithus."
Thrall's face was illuminated by the brazier in the fortress, and the shadows outlined by the flames danced across his face. dip
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A few days later, Theramore.
Jaina looked at the dusty Archdruid Hamuul and brought him a glass of water to quench his thirst.
"The Battle of Quicksand... I seem to have read the relevant records of those insect-men in some classics. They seem to have had similar disputes with trolls in ancient times - well, I'm not sure how many people we can send to support Xi Lissus.”
Jaina had already learned the news about Silithus from Hamuul, but she obviously had more headaches than Thrall.
There was no other reason. Aegwynn had only told her about the Tomb of Sargeras a few days ago. This complicated situation made Jaina a little undecided. Whether to fight against the Burning Legion or to support the night elves, it seemed that both sides were indispensable.
So she chose to help Hamuul spread the news to the Eastern Kingdom, hoping that they could spare manpower to fight against the swarm army that was constantly emerging. dip
"Silithus is a desert surrounded by mountains...otherwise I might be able to persuade my father to dispatch the naval forces of Kul Tiras." Jaina is also helpless. At present, the only alliance in the alliance has almost nothing during the expedition to the outer lands. What was lost was Kul Tiras, which had no use before. Unexpectedly, new troubles came, and Kul Tiras was still beyond its reach.
"It's okay, Ms. Proudmoore. In fact, these are all within my expectations." Hamuul did not complain about this, "But I still hope that you will be prepared. The situation on the front line is getting worse. I don't know about Senna." How long can the Rio Council and the Sentinels last?"
"The Burning Legion won't negotiate with these bugs... damn it," Jaina rarely used some uncivilized words. The recent emergencies have become more serious each time, and even she has a hard time maintaining her composure. .
Aegwynn urged her to quickly find a way to contact her allies to deal with the Burning Legion together. She had already gone to the Broken Islands to investigate the situation, but now...
While the room remained eerily silent, several "tuk-tuk" noises were heard. Jaina looked up and found a dark raven pecking at the glass of the mage tower with her sharp beak.
"Sorry, please wait for me."
Jaina quickly stood up, opened the window, and let the raven in. She said helplessly, "Teacher, can't you go through the main entrance next time?"
"Time is running out, do you think I want to go through the window?" A pleasant female voice came out of the raven's mouth, and then her feathers quickly turned into a simple linen robe, and her body returned to human form, "It seems we have guests? "
"Good day, ma'am, I am Hamuul Runetotem, the archdruid of the Cenarion Circle." Hamuul didn't know Aegwynn's specific identity, but he saw that Jaina called him her teacher and respected her very much. Naturally, she knew that her identity was extraordinary.
"Cenario Circle? It seems we have other troubles. Let me introduce myself first. I am Magna Aegwynn. Well... maybe you will be more familiar with the title of the previous Guardian of Tirisfal?"
Aegwynn even had the time to introduce herself in a joking way, without any of the nervousness she felt when she left before. Jaina noticed this, and she immediately realized that her teacher might have brought back some good news.
"Teacher, it seems there is no big problem in the Broken Islands? Is it really just that the seal is aging?" Jaina guessed that the Legion did not discover this contaminated temple.
Aegwynn said in a rather playful tone, "That's not true. Someone has indeed broken the seal I set, and the outside of the temple is already full of demons with their teeth and claws..."
The smile on Jaina's face suddenly solidified, "Then--"
"But don't worry, Suramari across the sea from the ancient Moon Temple is bustling... Guess what I found, the four guardian dragons, their legions, and your little boyfriend are all here. over there."
"Arthas? Nothing happened to him?" Jaina thought of her lover whom she hadn't seen for a long time. "Ever since the incident in Northrend, he has been secretive. Even Uncle Terenas said he looked nothing like him. He is a prince, more like an adventurer, and often puts himself in danger, so he wants to pass the throne to Caliya."
Of course, this was just a joke on Terenas' part. Although Arthas was homeless all year round, he was almost perfect as an heir. Terenas even begged for Arthas to be the next King of Lordaeron.
"Don't worry about your prince. I also took the time to visit Dalaran. Antonidas finally realized that he is indeed old. Now the speaker of Dalaran has been replaced by Khadgar. Antonidas He no longer cares about government affairs and concentrates on studying his magic." Aegwynn had very complicated emotions when she mentioned this matter, especially when she saw the familiar staff held by Khadgar, which reminded her again She and her poor son's ill-fated life.
Although most of the mages in Dalaran don't like to see each other, it has to be said that Khadgar, the "disciple", is quite interested in Aegwynn. Although Khadgar looks serious on the surface, he actually hides his love for being old-fashioned. The rebellious heart of the magic inheritance, it is not in vain that Medivh spent his only sober time teaching this apprentice with all his heart.
Khadgar's magical achievements have almost surpassed most of the magic masters in the history of Dalaran. Apart from Jaina and Kael'thas, probably no one in the younger generation can compare with him. It is this kind of achievement that makes Khadgar Aegwynn had no problem with Khadgar holding the Staff of the Keeper.
After briefly understanding the situation in Silithus, the expression on Aegwynn's face was no longer as relaxed and joyful as before. When she traveled to the continent in her early years, she also had some vague understanding of ancient civilizations that were older than the elven era. She was very It is clear what kind of evil existence is hidden behind those insect-men. In other words, it is a danger as terrible as the Legion. dip
It's a pity that Aegwynn has not completely unearthed the existence of those ancient gods. Now it seems that it is probably a good thing. Otherwise, if the seals left by those Titan guardians were accidentally broken, it would be no less difficult for those ancient gods to reappear on the continent. The disaster that befell the Legion.
"It seems I have to make another trip," Aegwynn said. "I originally thought I wouldn't have to go to the blue dragon to retrieve my chatty staff."
"Since we don't have to worry about the Broken Islands anymore, I must immediately inform the kings about the situation in Silithus again." Jaina said to Hamuul with certainty this time, "We will never fight in the battle of Silithus. We will be defeated, and the blood of the Kaldorei and Shu'haru allies will not be in vain."
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