"Westfall Emergency Report!

Demonic portals have appeared throughout the region, but no legion-level rift has been found so far. The commander of Xiquan Fortress has sent soldiers to join the Yuexi Town militia to start clearing out the demons."

"Emergency report from Night Town!

A large number of demon hounds appeared in Dusk Forest and were rushing towards the first line of defense of the Night Watch. In addition, the wizards of Night Town observed that a large rift was formed in the sky near Karazhan Tower.

They are applying for royal mage support."

"Watchfort Military Report, no changes have been observed in the Dark Portal. The news from Honor Keep is as usual. The war situation in Draenor is stable today, and the demonic side has not suddenly increased its power."

In the command hall of the Royal Fortress in Stormwind City, military reports from various places were gathered in front of the command table by communication mages, and Emperor Varian Wrynn, who was wearing lion armor, was also discussing with his commanders.

in the form of mutation.

However, the atmosphere of the conversation between the commanders was not solemn, which seemed to mean that the suddenly started war was not heading towards an extreme point of collapse.

Facts have proved that Azeroth's decision-makers are not just for nothing.

After several discussions, top strategists from all races accurately predicted the Legion's action plan this time. The demons did not adopt the plan of first occupying the world of Draenor and then invading Azeroth through the Dark Portal.

It's in full bloom.

Their target is Azeroth first, which means that this wave of Draenor world has not been able to block the sword for Azeroth.

"The overall situation is okay. It seems that the strategic significance of the Argus expedition is more important than we previously imagined."

Duke Bolvar Fordragon planted a small flag representing the demonic forces in the western wilderness of the Eastern Kingdom's map in front of him. In front of everyone's eyes, the entire eastern continent was densely planted with flags.

If a layman came to take a look, he would probably think that the entire continent had fallen.

but it is not the truth.

The demons that rushed the fastest in the first wave used the tactics of spreading in all directions to cause trouble all over the world. They were like sowing seeds and they were so chaotic that they had no deterrent effect.

Those small flags on the map represent mild threats, and the truly powerful ones are yet to come.

"Azeroth is not a big world, but it is not a small one. Now that the demon star Marton and the base camp of the Burning Legion, Argus, have long been destroyed, the Burning Legion's troop projection is unparalleled among the stars.

Big problems have also arisen, and coupled with the lack of and confusion in the command system, it is difficult for them to launch large-scale landing operations.

But please don’t relax your vigilance, the arrival of these demonic cannon fodder indicates that the countdown to the real invasion has begun.”

Opposite the young emperor, the Royal Archmage Marin personally maintained a magical communication, and what appeared on the projection was General Maraad, the commander of the Draini garrison.

The latter said to the commanders of the Eastern Continent with a serious face:

"The prophet had a glimpse of the future last night. He told us that the demons in the sea of ​​stars have emerged in full force, and the world's defense line will face a real impact this afternoon at the latest.

This is going to be a long battle, folks.

Call for support when necessary, and our frigates will respond at any time. The warships of the Holy Light Legion have also taken off. They will be responsible for blocking the first wave of demon fleets entering the world.

But our number of spaceships is small, so you must be prepared for bombing."

"Well, thank you for your full help."

His Majesty Varian nodded and thanked General Delaney. When the communication ended, he looked back at Valeera Sangunar, who was wearing Warden armor and holding an owl helmet, and said:

"What's the situation with the elves?"

"Everything is safe now."

The Watcher’s instructor in the Eastern Continent said in a capable tone:

"The demons who broke out of the rift couldn't even break through the Raynor Bandil barrier. His Majesty Sunstrider applied for wartime permission from the Blue Dragon to channel the magic power of the magic network into Quel'Thalas. He is confident that he can survive it.

The early invasion does not require the support of human allies."

"very good."

Varian breathed a sigh of relief and looked to the other side.

There stood a hunched young troll, who was carrying a wooden spear and a spinning blade unique to trolls. He was wearing a set of natural-looking wooden armor and had a troll-style wooden mask painted on his face.

With the weird graffiti of the troll god of death Bwonsamdi, it looks majestic.

This is an old friend of Varian's.

"Wo'jin, please also inform the Divine Warriors Chapter in Stranglethorn Valley and ask them to be ready to support the Dusk Forest and the Cursed Land at any time, which may be the key areas for invasion."

"I'll keep in touch."

Wo'jin stretched his body and asked again:

"Is there really no need to invite a few loa to sit in Stormwind City? Your Majesty Varian, the demons are not stupid. They may carry out beheading tactics against you."

"unnecessary."

Varian smiled and shook his head and said:

"This is the land of the Holy Light, and the Holy Light will protect its people."

These words made Lord Shore, who was watching and responsible for protecting the emperor, secretly curl his lips. His young emperor was now becoming more and more capable of telling lies.

The fact that Stormwind City is as stable as Mount Tai is obviously due to the preparations made in advance by him, the chosen god of the Silent Ones. The entire city is engraved with nightmare runes, and once the demons invade, they can be pulled into the nightmare world of the Silent Ones.

When necessary, you can even summon the projection of the Sunless Sea to drive those violent destroyers crazy.

Although there was help from the Holy Light, most of the credit should belong to the Evil God.

"I heard that you and Princess Talanji are getting along well. Are you planning to get married after the war? Do you need me to send you a congratulatory gift?"

Varian was still in the mood to joke, but the young troll chief waved his hands repeatedly and said in a strange tone:

"It would be great if you could come to the wedding, but my Loa Bangsandi specially told me not to talk about marriage before the war. He said it is unlucky."

"The customs of trolls are really strange."

His Majesty the Emperor curled his lips, and finally turned back to the naval commander, Colonel Taylor, and said:

"Has the support fleet from Kul Tiras arrived?"

"They will arrive at the designated area at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Taylor, who had returned from studying at the Kul Tiras Naval Academy, answered with a soldier's decisiveness:

"There are not many ships coming, but each ship has prepared 'secret weapons' and the coordinates of the defense line have been sent. We are just waiting for your order to implement the battle plan."

"The Sword Comes"

"Very well, let the fleet wait for orders."

Varian flexed his fingers and said:

"Those secret weapons that we spent a lot of money to rush to produce are our trump cards. This time we are going to give the devil cubs a big surprise!"

There was an atmosphere of eagerness and excitement in the command room. Ten minutes later, a dwarf officer hurried into the command room, wiped his sweat and shouted:

"There is a large-scale evil energy reaction in the airspace of Khaz Modan, and it is suspected that a legion-level portal is brewing. Your Majesty, the demons are preparing for a general attack."

"So fast?"

The emperor who was drinking tea suddenly stood up and walked to the map. After a few seconds, he turned back and said:

"Is the subway running normally?"

"Everything is normal, Your Majesty."

Shaw, who put on the assassin uniform, played with a double-sided gold coin and said in a calm tone:

"The Seventh Legion is on standby at the military camp in the Old City and can provide reinforcements to the Khaz Modan area at any time. But IMHO, the dwarves may be able to withstand the first wave of invasion without our support.

Their steam tank army has just been refitted. Mechagon's new weapons are very powerful, and those crazy gnomes have buried mines under almost every snowflake in Dun Morogh, and they have the support of the Wildhammer Sky Knights.

.

The demons will bruise their heads and bleed."

"No, I don't intend to support them."

Varian looked at his master assassin strangely, and whispered:

"I mean, if our front is tight, I plan to have the dwarves come over by subway to support us.

This is great stuff!

I haven't realized it before, but I plan to ask Mechagon's architects to design a subway line for the empire that runs from north to south after the war is over, to truly connect the entire human world together.

Think about it, Shaw, if our legion can reach Lordaeron from Stormwind City within three days, then the empire that Marshal Lothar longs for will be truly unified."

"Well, Your Majesty, it's a good thing to pursue something."

Shaw reminded softly with a serious face:

"I also know that you think we have a great advantage, but when it comes to our war, why don't you put your imperial dream aside first?"

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"Bah! Those bastard demons actually touched my boat. It's really disturbing to me even when I'm sleeping! Hack them to death!"

The majestic air fleet is flying in the Zandalar airspace in the South China Sea. Captain Gaboa, who was drunk last night, is currently sitting on the luxurious chair he placed on the stern of the ship, cursing.

He scolded his incompetent crew.
To be continued...