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Chapter 911 Elite (Leader Gavemepower)

"Is this the general trend?" Queen Xi repeated thoughtfully.

General trend.

Throughout history, how many people have been sober and rational enough to see the general trend clearly?

There are countless idiots who are in high positions but think that the whole world is centered on him. They cannot see the general trend clearly, which makes him, his people, and even the entire race pay the most tragic price for this.

She knew Duke's efforts.

In order to convince leaders of various countries to temporarily put aside their hatred of their tribes, how many sleepless nights did Duke spend?

In order to connect the resources of each faction and give full play to the advantages of each faction, how many benefits does Duke give up?

Duke used his not-so-wide shoulders to carry almost half of the future of the Azeroth planet.

Maybe he has all kinds of bad little problems, but as a person and as a leader of the league, Duke has done the ultimate he can do.

"Let's go, since the night elves and the tribe have agreed to our request, we don't need to make another preparation plan. Let's see the soldiers."

"Yeah!" Queen Xi and Jaina next to Duke nodded at the same time.

On the beach of Azshara, huge towers rose from the ground, which were temporary mage towers. Of course, they were not as good as the genuine mage tower, but as a simple magical increase, it was already amazing.

A little far from the Mage Tower are modular bunkers. These bunkers of the same size are about twenty square meters. A few days ago, they were just steel racks. After being transported from the Iron Fort to the place, they were quickly poured onto the stirred cement.

The bunker that is now in shape is being concealed by human engineers using shovels to slapped sand and gravel above.

In the bunker, a dwarf cannon will be set up, or several crossbow archers who have used the exorcist arrows blessed by the Holy Light.

With the bunker group as a cover, there were scattered artillery positions in central Azshara.

If there was enough time, Duke was even willing to pave an east-west railway in Azshara. Unfortunately, this was a position that was destined to be abandoned, so what the human engineers and dwarves were busy was just a huge asphalt road that could accommodate eight carriages in parallel.

"How long will it take to get everything ready?" Duke asked Brian Bronzebeard, who was in charge of defense.

The dwarf prince, who aims to take risks as his lifelong goal, held his big black-eyed bags: "You can fight anytime, but the longer you spend, the higher your chances of survival. They are all good men in the alliance!"

Duke was deeply moved when he looked at the soldiers skillfully preparing for combat in the distance.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring the elite leagues that were originally not needed in history to come here.

These soldiers are not ordinary new recruits.

Most of them were veterans who participated in the First and Second Dark Gate Battles. When they joined the army, the youngest were fourteen or five-year-old young soldiers, and the largest were eighteen or nine-year-old young soldiers.

They come from all countries, most of them have experienced the cruelest battle to defend the capital, and have participated in two major battles with more than 200,000 people.

In the wilderness, deep in the woods, in the swamps, they set up campfires, hang out camps, endure mosquito bites, eat stinky jerky and wheat cakes, and then sacrifice their lives to fight enemies who are far larger than their size.

Orcs, trolls, ogres, and even the many-story high Goron.

They have never been timid.

He repeated day by day in the baptism of war, and gradually changed from an unknown rookie to an elite veteran who roamed the battlefields.

Only in this way can we be awarded the rank of non-commissioned officers after the Second Dark Gate War.

But this was just the beginning. Then, for the arrival of this day, they were also arranged to various areas where demons were rampant, constantly honing their skills and tactics with the bloodiest battles.

He has fought Sartre, fed the Void Troll, and was even organized to face the "Hellfire" specially summoned by the human warlock.

Time flies for fifteen years.

After such a long time, most of them entered middle age, and the youngest were nearly thirty years old. They had their own families and children.

In many kingdoms, they cannot afford to support so many full-time soldiers, and will choose to retire these people and send them to become farmers again.

But Duke ordered to leave these elite warriors who had already passed the peak of his physical strength in the Dark Gate Guard.

It's for this day.

Because they have the best martial arts and the most mature heart.

You will not lose your courage in an instant because of seeing the huge and terrifying demon and become a waste that will be slaughtered by the demons.

Duke said in a deep voice: "Let the soldiers gather. I have something to say."

Half an hour later, in addition to the left-behind troops, 50,000 soldiers arrived from a vast position with a length of more than ten kilometers from north to south, forming five huge square formations.

Duke took the Alliance's generals (kings), as well as generals and officials of all sizes, and walked up to the platform, looked at the entire army, and took a deep breath.

The weather is getting colder, and the slightly cold wind blows on the face, making people feel a little painful.

But Duke could feel that the soldiers' hearts were hot, and their hot eyes showed it all.

Duke raised his hand, blew his chest and saluted.

Each of the generals below followed the marching salute.

The military salutes of the generals were followed by the uniform sound of gold and iron strikes.

On the platform, Duke took a step forward and looked at the elite alliance in front of him. More than 30% of the low-level professionals were armed by various black technologies. He was a real tiger and wolf army.

From their eyes, Duke saw vitality, pride, and a rising high fighting spirit.

Without manuscript paper, no manuscript paper is needed. After fifteen years of leadership career, Duke has developed the ability to speak without manuscripts.

Standing in front of a silver magical voice transmission microphone, Duke's voice spread throughout the army.

"What are we gathering in this strange land today to prepare for battle? This is not our land, not our family, and our tribe's reproduction. Why do we fight for it to die?"

After a pause, Duke asked and answered.

"Let me tell you that this is for the survival of the world!"

"This is no joke! It's not a thing that's too far away from us!"

"Because we are about to face the largest demon army of Burning Legion in the world's history! Once the Burning Legion commander Archmond seizes the power of the world tree on Mount Haigal behind us, the life of the whole world will be polluted and destroyed."

Speaking of this, a low commotion came from the five huge square formations, but it quickly disappeared...

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