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Chapter 152 All Parties Arrive

"live!"

As soon as the troll finished speaking, Havers's eyes flashed, he raised his hand and ordered loudly

Thousands of cavalry were seen as if they had arms, and the horses under their crotches stopped neatly. Although the soldiers in the back row were half a beat slower than them, there was no chaos in the entire team. From the galloping of thousands of horses to silence

Silently, this transformation was completed in less than two seconds, which made people feel in awe of the rumored ace powerhouse of the league.

"Stand up and answer, troll!" Looking at the frightened troll who fell to the ground, Havers waved his riding crop impatiently, "Your name, title, unit number, and why you are here.

The reasons... tell me honestly!"

"Yes, General," the troll climbed up from the ground, took off the leather bag from his waist, took out a letter, and handed it to Havers on the horse with both hands, "This is the Kalimdor Alliance Army.

Your Excellency, please read carefully the first military order issued by the Commander-in-Chief after taking office!"

Havers was stunned when he heard this: "The Kalimdor Alliance... Commander-in-Chief?"

"Yes, sir!" The troll bowed and replied, "The Seventh Legion of the Alliance, the Darnassus Rangers, the Horde Orgrimmar Front, and the Saurfang Guards. These four forces are

It is the main combat force of the Kalimdor Alliance, with Overlord Varok Saurfang as the overall commander!"

"Ha ha…"

The cavalry of the Seventh Legion were stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter, "Oh, holy light, how come we didn't know that the leader was actually replaced by a green skin! And actually...

It takes such a fanged monster to inform..."

"Hey, fang monster, are you hallucinating due to the insect's venom? How dare you come here to entertain the Seventh Army? Is it because you don't want to live long?"

Faced with all kinds of ridicule, the troll remained unmoved at all. He still stood at attention like a subordinate meeting his superior and looked at Havers, as if waiting for him to open the envelope.

"That's enough, stop it!" Havers felt vaguely uncomfortable in his heart. He frowned slightly, tore open the seal with the emblems of the Horde and the Alliance, and read the contents of the letter.

As expected, in addition to Saurfang's appointment of Havers as deputy commander, the letter also contained the signatures of Varian and Thrall. It seems that Stormwind City has reached an agreement with Orgrimmar.

Handed over command of the coalition forces to the Horde

Although I don’t know why Varian, who has always been tough, would make such a big concession, Havers’ mood at the moment can only be described as a mess - he traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Continent to Kalimdor, but he didn’t expect that he would still be there.

Before the war started, all the men under his command were taking orders from a notorious green-skinned butcher. The most cruel thing in the world is this.

"Sir, have you read the contents of the letter?" the troll urged ignorantly.

"So what after reading it?" Havers glanced at him, "The matter is so important, how can I believe what you said just because of a mere letter? What's more, before I led the troops to Silithus, Varian

His Majesty has never given me such an instruction, so why did this so-called order come just as the Seventh Army Corps took off?"

Havers' reason is not far-fetched. Logically speaking, the most taboo thing in the army is to change generals on the battlefield, and Varian himself is a battlefield veteran, and it is even more impossible that he does not understand this truth.

"Uh..." The troll began to sweat a little on his forehead. How could he, a big-headed soldier who was responsible for running errands, think of all the twists and turns? He thought he could just put the letter away and go back to deliver the mission, but how could he know that this human general

To be such a bitch, even if you see the autographs of your own king and chief, you won’t let go. It’s really unlucky...

Just as the troll was sweating all over, a light cavalryman who looked like a messenger came galloping from the rear and whispered something in Havers's ear.

Because the distance was too far, the trolls, who were barely able to speak Common Language, naturally couldn't hear what they were saying clearly, but they could see Havers's expression changing, as if he had encountered something that made him unhappy.

Just as the troll was guessing, the black-faced Havers suddenly pointed at himself, making him startled: "Just give this guy some dry food and water, enough for him to walk to Cenarion Fortress! Don't mention it.

Sometimes we ignore our 'allies' until they die!"

Having said that, Havers turned his horse's head, and thousands of cavalry followed him as he roared towards the Cenarion Fortress in the south, leaving only the countless dusty backs of the trolls.

"Ahem...Thank you, thank you so much, brother!" The troll took a large bag of supplies from the human soldier and thanked him hurriedly, "May your holy light protect your path!"

The soldiers who were left to provide supplies were about to mount their horses and leave, but they heard the troll say this and asked with interest: "Do you also know about the Holy Light, troll? People there all say that you only believe in demons and demons."

Evil God"

"Of course... the Holy Light is a good thing..." The troll took out a piece of ham from the supply bag and stuffed it in. He mumbled something unclear in his mouth, "Oh, my ancestors, you humans are really good at eating.

Great, if our army cook is half as good as this, it would be no problem for me to convert to the Holy Light!"

"Haha, interesting troll," the human soldier laughed, "Okay, I'm going to catch up with the big army. Can I know your name before that? Are you a foreigner who is willing to convert to the Holy Light?"

The troll tried hard to swallow the ham in his throat, waved to the other party and said: "Have a good trip, kind brother, my name is Zan Xiaoxiao. Su, I hope we will never meet each other on the battlefield again!"

"Haha, I hope, brother!" the human soldier said with a smile, imitating the tone of the troll, and rode towards the large army. "My name is Layburn. Even if we meet in battle in the future, please remember your opponent.

name!"

The troll licked his fingers, smacked his lips, looked towards the place where the humans disappeared, and shrugged.

"Neuropathy"

——————————————————————————June 13th, sunny and bright

The Crimson Storm Wing, with a strength of 5,072, finally arrived in Silithus in the afternoon of this day.

Not only the dwarves who have lived in the land of ice and snow for a long time have no good impression of this deserted area, but even the high elves whose hometown is in the temperate zone also complain. If their colleagues from the Seventh Legion had not arrived here two days before them, it is estimated that these guys

It will drag on slowly for a while

Regan stood on a sand dune and looked around at the endless yellow sand. In this desolate land, only the ambitious Qiraji and the sneaky Twilight Hammers could stay here. Who else could stay here?

An intelligent race would probably find it unbearable

Similar to the Tanaris Desert in the east, the desertification in Silithus basically covers the entire area, and there is no neutral city like Gadgetzan that can provide water. For a long time, only the guardians of Cenarion can show their kindness.

, let the adventurers who come here take a sip of water

In addition to the alien bugs that can be seen everywhere, the elemental creatures and Twilight believers wandering around here are also a major threat. Although the situation has improved due to the presence of alliance and tribal troops, in general, Silithus is a threat to any race.

It's not a stronghold that can be defended for a long time or worth capturing.

"Brother Regen! There is a messenger from the Seventh Army looking for you outside!" While the regiment was resting collectively, Shana, who was in charge of peripheral security, shouted to Regen on the sand dunes from a distance.

"Let him come over!" Regen was slightly stunned and said loudly, and he couldn't help but admire the meticulousness of Havers: It should be noted that the Seventh Army also set foot in the desert for the first time, and he did not expect that it had already been pulled up in just two days.

With the intelligence network, the alliance's most powerful army truly deserves its reputation!

Since this dispatch of troops was related to the survival of Kalimdor, Varian and other alliance leaders naturally did not dare to take it lightly. Not only did they send the most elite Seventh Legion to Silithus, but they also sent them from Darnassus.

Use a very tight force to squeeze out some rangers to support the war in southern Xinjiang to the maximum extent

As Varian's most valued confidant, Regan naturally understands the Lion King's thoughts, so this expedition has brought almost all the troops in Morning Mist Town. At this moment, the only people in the town that can maintain operations are Grandseau's men.

Just some security guards and dozens of militiamen

Originally, Regen really didn't expect that the troops would be so tight. After all, there is Theramore next to Morning Mist Town. Even if the situation is bad, it would be good to ask Jaina to send some people! But he didn't expect that because of the defense change of the Seventh Legion, Ji

Anna could only rush to the cursed land with a group of mages in a hurry, without even having time to discuss it with Regen.

Just as Regen was thinking secretly, a plain-looking messenger was brought to him.

"What are the instructions from General Havers?" Reagan asked directly.

"Commander Captain, General Havers has ordered that you and all the soldiers under your command immediately go to the alliance station to the east to camp. Remember not to camp in the desert to the west!" the messenger said with great caution.

Regen frowned: "What's east and west? Isn't there something special about the location of the camp?"

"To be honest, sir, this operation is a joint effort between us and the tribe. The troops led by Overlord Saurfang are stationed in the camp to the west. That's why General Havers gave such instructions. This is also to prevent anything from the two sides.

Conflict," the messenger explained.

"Well... I understand. You stand down and tell the general that all the Red Storm troops will be here soon!" Regan waved off the messenger, thought thoughtfully for a moment, tore off a page from the march diary and wrote something down.

After making a few strokes, he handed it to Sam, the guard beside him, and said, "Go to Cenarion Fortress and give my note to Commander Marlys, asking him to do a favor for my old friend."

"Yes, sir!" Sam took the note and retreated, not to mention going to Cenarion Fortress.

And Regen summoned Eric and others, took the baggage and war horses and set off towards the alliance camp to the east.

——————————————————————————Classmate Xiao Su, haha, I don’t object to getting you a character, a troll or something like that, and there will be some in the future

Drama...

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