After saying that, amid the fighting rage of the legion warriors shouted in unison, veteran Jevanen had already charged forward with agility that was no less than any young man, and roared out an attack order:

"With the Dragon's Legion, charge... Under the afterglow of the sunset, the endless sea, a huge fleet of hundreds of warships is hovering quietly above the rare and peaceful sea.

The huge magical ship, the flagship of the Navy of Kurtiras, and the car of Admiral Delin Proudmore, the "Sea King" reflects the unique light of metal, and looks particularly majestic under the guard of the group of ships.

"Knock!"

"Come in!"

In the captain's room of the "King of the Sea", the admiral who was studying the map of Kalimdor at his desk, heard the knock on the door and said without raising his head.

"Your Majesty!" A naval lieutenant dressed in a blue naval robe walked into the room and bowed and reported respectfully: "The envoy of the Storm Kingdom has returned and is waiting for your reception."

"Oh? Let him come in!"

After hearing the report from his subordinates, General Dai Lin finally withdrew his gaze from the map, sorted out his appearance, and quietly looked at the gate of the captain's room.

In a short while, a young man with black hair, a firm face and agile figure like a cheetah walked into the captain's room without being humble and arrogant. After bowing, he spoke with a smile on his face:

"Admiral Dailin, I'm disturbing you. But my spies have already sent the news back, and I think you should be interested in listening to my report."

"Haha, it is worthy of being the top intelligence organization in the alliance, and its efficiency is amazing." Hearing the black-haired young man's reply, General Dai Lin looked at the "Storm Kingdom Special Envoy" with great interest for a long time, and then spoke in a tone full of majesty but could not hide it:

"I hope you bring me good news... Mr. Storm Kingdom Special Envoy."

“Or…Mintias Shore of MI7…Ogrimmar, Chiefs Hall.

Thrall, who was sitting upright on the throne of the chief, looked at the secret letter carrying the "emergency military information" in his hand with a serious expression. After reading the whole article, Thrall, who had always been calm and wise, had a gloomy face and frowned, as if water could drip out.

"Good, come and have a look at this!"

After analyzing the information on the secret letter for a moment, Thrall couldn't help but snorted coldly, and walked to Old Tang, who was discussing the current situation with Yitrig in front of the huge sand table. He handed the secret letter in his hand to Old Tang, who looked at his bad-looking face with a surprised look, without saying a word.

After glanced at Thrall, Old Tang pressed the surprise in his heart, focused his attention on the secret letter, and quickly browsed. But the more he looked, Old Tang became more surprised. After waiting for the ten lines of reading, Old Tang's ugly expression was already comparable to Thrall beside him...

"Is the message accurate?"

Looking at Thrall with a serious expression, Old Tang didn't know what his mood was like at the moment. He was both angry at being plotted against, and curiosity and surprise at the person who took action.

"It's true that Wojin's handwriting is written, and the secret letter also contains the password we agreed upon."

Thrall nodded and sprinkled an elemental force on the secret letter. The next second, a blood-red pattern suddenly flashed on the secret letter's letter paper - it was a tribal emblem.

"Since the secret letter is not a false statement, the contents on the secret letter must be taken seriously!"

Old Tang's heart tightened, and he quickly turned around and marked it on the sand table. After a moment, Old Tang, who had forgotten everything, narrowed his eyes, stared at the situation on the sand table, calmed down, and sneered at Sar beside him:

"It involves our Shuharu's energy by trying to win over or buy the wild boars to harass the barren land; it involves the energy of our Shuharu; it sends or forces the fishman and the blood-sail pirates to attack the Echo Islands, so that the Dark Spear clan has no time to take care of..."

"Relying on a group of scattered soldiers and rascals, he really restrained the two tribal reinforcements on the road to Kalim that could provide support to orcs..." Holding his arms, Old Tang sarcastically said, "Who said that the admiral was impatient and greedy for meritoriousness?"

"Isn't this quite smart?"

"I just let him play a big game of chess with no chance of winning!" (To be continued) q!~!
Chapter completed!