After two days and nights of brutal fighting, the Ahn'Qiraj War finally ended with the victory of the coalition forces. The Qiraji Empire, which had existed for tens of thousands of years in Azeroth's history, was completely destroyed. Most of the nobles and generals refused to surrender and chose to
Resist until death and be buried with the empire
Correspondingly, the coalition forces also paid an extremely heavy price. The number of casualties alone exceeded 10,000, and nearly one-third were lightly or seriously injured. Among them, the number of mid-level officers who followed Saurfang and Regan on the beheading mission was even higher.
It was a total loss, and only four people from the team of more than a hundred people returned.
Therefore, although the results of this battle were fruitful, the faces of several commanders from Saurfang down were not necessarily good-looking - the Seventh Legion and the Org Front were both elites in their respective camps, and among the Dragon Clan and Cenarion
Even with the help of the Parliament, the fight was still so brutal, which was obviously not what Havers and Saurfang wanted to see.
After cleaning the battlefield, most of the remains of the fallen warriors were found. Except for some that were seriously damaged, there were basically not many missing. Originally, according to the military regulations of the alliance or the tribe, these respected remains had to be brought back to their homeland.
However, due to the hot weather during this period, I am afraid that it cannot be carried out according to the regulations, so I have to cremate them nearby so that the heroic spirits can return to the pure land of God as soon as possible.
The incinerated ashes were divided into three places, two parts were taken away by the Horde and the Alliance respectively, while the other part was buried under the ancient city wall of Ahn'Qiraj, quietly guarding the peace they had bought with their lives.
After the last joint operation, the coalition forces silently mourned their lost comrades, they spontaneously divided into two distinct sides. Although fighting side by side for two days and nights made many people change their impressions of each other, in any case, the Alliance and the Horde still remained.
There is a subtle gap
"Everyone, let's say goodbye today. I hope you and I will never meet each other on the battlefield in the future." Saurfang rode on the warg and greeted Havers and Regan.
"I hope so." Havers also returned the salute and said with a solemn expression, "Alliance soldiers will not provoke any unnecessary battles, but they will never be afraid of facing these battles!"
Saurfang smiled: "Of course, the same goes for my tribe's men. I hope that both parties can work together to protect this hard-won peace..."
"Peace requires concrete implementation rather than just a few words, Your Excellency Overlord." Priest Shiroma suddenly spoke up, breaking the somewhat routine parting words of the two commanders.
Regan frowned without noticing, he had already guessed what the elf was about to say.
"Oh, then according to the wishes of the officiant, how should peace be implemented specifically?" Saurfang asked with a smile without changing the expression on his face.
As the chief priest of the Moon Temple, Shiroma is not wearing the traditional moon-white robe at the moment, but is wearing a warrior-style hard leather armor, which is still stained with insect blood that has not yet been wiped off - it seems that this person
The priest is not a purely auxiliary profession, and he can kill enemies in battle with style.
"Ashenvale, I'm talking about Ashenvale," the heroic priestess said. "Because of the Holy War of Hyjal, we didn't take that land back from you, but now that times have changed, you orcs have cut it down.
Many forest resources must have already met Orgrimmar's needs. I hope you can advise Chief Thrall and formally consider returning Ashenvale."
Saurfang shook his head very firmly, without a trace of hesitation: "There is no need to inform the chief, I can officially answer you here now - this is absolutely impossible, Lady Ashvale is of great significance to us, and in Hellscream
Before arriving at that land, no elves claimed its sovereignty, so your statement is not valid."
"But it has belonged to the Kaldorei since ancient times. It was like this thousands of years ago, and it was like this millions of years ago," Shiroma added calmly, "and it is naturally like this today."
"No, madam, not an inch of land has been owned by anyone since its emergence. Maybe hundreds of millions of years ago before the birth of the night elves, it was just a paradise for plankton." Saurfang insisted on his own statement, although there was some sophistry.
suspicion, but no one can really refute it
Shiroma frowned with some dissatisfaction, and her voice unconsciously raised a lot: "You are trying to make excuses, Mr. Orc! Take a step back, even if we have doubts about its sovereignty, but now you are deforestation indiscriminately.
The same approach will destroy the entire Ashenvale! Could it be that the tribe’s interest is to occupy the entire land and then turn it into a wasteland like Durotar?”
Saurfang's face changed slightly, and all the tribal generals around him started shouting, obviously very dissatisfied with what the elves said. Seeing that the tribe was bullying the minority, many people in the Alliance army also started to make noises, and the atmosphere became a bit tense for a while.
become nervous
"Stop it all!"
Regan suddenly shouted loudly, suppressing the noise around him. Although it was undoubtedly a bit over the top for a major general to do this, his achievements in the battle were personally recognized by Overlord Saurfang.
Members of both the alliance and the tribe were vaguely in awe of this mysterious dragon-slaying knight, so when Regen shouted, they actually stopped.
"The war with the insects has just ended, do you want to have another one with each other?" Regen looked around at the various faces and asked loudly, "You want to kill and bleed in front of these warriors who have not yet laid eyes to rest.
Let their efforts for peace and tranquility be in vain?”
Many people in both armies lowered their heads in astonishment and quietly looked at the tombstone standing quietly. It seemed that the still heroic spirit of Pao Ze was watching them there.
"Your Majesty Overlord," Regan turned his head and said to Saurfang, "Ashenvale has been a barrier for the Children of the Stars since ancient times. Because of loving freedom and peace, we have not made too many interpretations on the boundaries, and this is also
It led to the tragedy of Patriarch Grom and Cenarius. I think today, neither the Horde nor the Alliance want this to happen again."
Saurfang nodded and said nothing, but he naturally understood the meaning behind Regan's words. The knight was obviously euphemistically pointing out: compared to the night elves, the orcs are definitely latecomers, and this later
The author also killed the elves' demigods and took a large piece of wood as his own. If we really want to calculate this account, our theory is obviously untenable.
"Lord Siroma," Regen turned to the elf priest, "The issue of Ashenvale has been dragging on for a long time. Both the elves and the orcs have their own arguments, and Lord Saurfang is not here to resolve this matter.
The one who really makes the decision is Chief Sal... I think it’s better to put it aside for now and discuss this matter when the leaders of the two tribes meet in the future.”
In fact, Xi Ruoma was not ignorant of the general situation. She only made a blunder when her blood rushed to her brain for a moment after the battle. Seeing Regan admonishing her so earnestly, obviously because she did not want conflicts between the alliance tribes, she couldn't help but feel soft in her heart.
Then he nodded and said: "What the general said makes sense, I didn't think about it before."
As he spoke, the elf priest gave a slight greeting to Saurfang and said, "Your Excellency Overlord, Siroma just didn't think well, please don't blame me."
"What are you talking about? These brats really deserve a beating. They were all startled. It's better that they didn't scare the priest..." Saurfang borrowed a donkey to go down the slope and comforted him. He was solemn just now.
The atmosphere gradually disappeared
——No one is willing to fight for no reason. Even for orcs who regard fighting as life, wine and friends are far more precious than killing.
"In that case, I won't stay too long and say goodbye to you all!" After some words, Havers was eager to return to the Cursed Land to take over the defense, so he waved goodbye to Saurfang.
"Cherish it!" Saurfang saluted the alliance army by beating his chest, "May your blades be always sharp!"
"Goodbye!"
Watching the Seventh Legion gradually go away, the old orc patted a large box next to him, which contained the ashes of the tribal warriors.
"It's time for us to go home."
——————————————————————————The news of the Seventh Legion’s victory quickly spread from Kalimdor to Stormwind City, and the entire country was as excited as if it were a festival.
, although most of the people did not know what the Qiraji looked like, what kind of enemies they were, and some even heard their names for the first time, but this did not hinder the people of Stormwind City from celebrating - originally.
, you need a reason to relax after work, nothing better than winning a battle or something.
Contrary to the joyful scene in the city, the atmosphere in Stormwind Keep was solemn. Varian was sitting on the throne with frowning eyebrows, listening to a report from a messenger from Nethergarde Keep.
The messenger was sent by Duke Leoric, the deputy commander of the Seventh Legion. This veteran has been serving Stormwind City since the first war. Varian has always trusted his calmness and perseverance, but he did not expect this time.
To actually force him to return to Stormwind City to seek help must be an extremely serious turn of events.
And this matter started from the ambush of the guards of the Dark Portal by the Watchfort troops two days ago.
Originally, with Sophie's deliberate guidance and Leoric's perfect cooperation, this demon army had been surrounded by the Watchburg army and was only one step away from being completely destroyed. But unexpectedly, something unexpected happened at this time: Before
The missing doomsday lord Kazzak quickly appeared, leading another part of the demon army to break through the siege from the outside and rescue his colleagues who were besieged inside.
Originally, this matter would still be an uneventful situation, but I didn't expect that this girl Sophie insisted on pursuing her. As a result, Jaina was not worried about her safety and followed her with a group of mage guards. The situation was chaotic at that time, and Li
Orric's troops were too busy to catch up. It wasn't until they followed the traces of the defeated demons that they caught up, only to find that they and Kazak had disappeared in front of the Dark Portal!
But what is even more worrying is that the Dark Door, which originally had only a few cracks, is now half broken, allowing more demons to enter Azeroth. Although the old Duke is worried about the safety of the two ladies, he still has to shoulder the responsibility of blocking it.
The heavy responsibility for the entry of more demons meant that we could only temporarily set up a temporary military camp outside the Dark Portal and send a messenger to report this huge bad news.
At this time, Havers and Regan also led the Seventh Legion, which had returned from the victory, and had just arrived outside Stormwind City.