The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Warchief Lor'themar, I believe that you..."

"The regent of the blood elves... Lor'themar Theron. Please call me Aqiang. This will help to distinguish between you and me."

"Yes, Chief."

"The Alliance is waiting for us outside. We must..."

"The tribe is more united than ever at this moment, and we will all embrace the glory."

"Captain, I think we..."

"Relax, I'm not deaf... and I'm not blind."

After repeated interruptions from Chief Aqiang, Lor'themar became withdrawn.

Chief Aqiang, could you please listen to my advice carefully? My voice is neither loud nor soft.

What I'm saying is, you need treatment, we need to send someone out to negotiate, and we can't waste any more time.

You are... not angry. I am the regent of a country. I should be graceful and polite... How could our Sin'dorei produce a weirdo like you?

Come to think of it, there seem to be a lot of weirdos in our Sin'dorei... This must be Aqiang's... What was I thinking? What happened?

"Warriors of the tribe, don't worry, I'm fine."

After experiencing a set of dragon services from Avian next to him, Aqiang, who has returned to his original state, makes a brilliant appearance.

The scars on his body disappeared, and the golden phoenix armor reappeared on his chest. His right eye opened again with golden light, but his left eye still had scars... and could not be closed.

The eyes of my powerful chief are golden, completely different from those of Lor'themar Theron.

Not only are my clothes completely different, my weapons are different too. I am the great Aqiang, an ordinary ranger from Silvermoon City.

The transformation of Chief Aqiang made some of the blood elves excited. They once again confirmed that this person was the previous Regent Lord.

I didn't expect that not long after I came back, you and General Avian came directly here. Our wish has come true. You have become the Great Chieftain of the Horde, and Quel'Thalas will surely become great again.

"Okay, lead the way, let's go and see the alliance's army."

"At your command, Warchief."

"Let's go, this is a historic moment."

It was indeed a historic moment, for an elf to become the great chieftain of the tribe, and to fight to that extent, and yet you walked in front of them almost intact.

I always feel that the armor on you should belong to me. Are you really from the future? And the two unexpected dragons from the past.

Is it really okay for you and that ranger lady to change other worlds like this? And some of my compatriots always look at you and that ranger lady with a strange look in their eyes.

Do you know them? They couldn't have summoned you here... Maybe it has something to do with the appearance of the two dragons before?

Seeing how you look, I even asked Romans to secretly check a few times, and it showed that it was me and Ming Yi... The future Halduron won't become like that, right? Although I'm unmarried, I have no plans to find a wife at the moment.

"Lor'themar, don't be in a daze. A dangerous battle awaits us."

"Why are you staring at me? I feel like the way you're looking at me right now is a little weird... I really don't have any other sisters."

Lor'themar felt a chill down his spine when he was suddenly stared at. Halduron held Lor'themar's shoulders and asked a question.

If you see that Ms. Mingyi, you will have special feelings for my immediate relatives...but I only have some cousins.

You actually encountered love at first sight, so do I have a chance to fight for Liadrin?

"My good friend, General Halduron Brightwing, there are some things I hope you will never think about."

Lor'themar, who could tell what Halduron was thinking at a glance, simply pushed away his friend's hands and gave him a reminder.

"What is it? Are you worried that I will compete with you for the position of regent?"

"Who cares! Are you uncomfortable being my Ranger General?"

Halduron, who had the wrong idea for a moment, retorted loudly, but fortunately, with Romans' silencing barrier, no big trouble was caused.

At this moment, Romans thought of something and pulled Halduron, wanting to tell him his opinion.

"Halduron, Lor'themar is not worried about you taking the position of regent, but he is worried that you will..."

"My great mage, Rommath, please be careful with your words. Some things are better left unsaid."

Lor'themar, who had been riding his white chocobo a few steps forward, heard Rommath's whisper to Halduron and his expression changed immediately.

I now seriously doubt that if a powerful chief is my future, you, Archmage Rommath, must be the one behind this.

Because of you, Silvermoon City has been brought to shame. Perhaps I should find an opportunity... to make your future spell fail and backfire on me first.

"If you say it out loud, don't blame us for breaking up with you."

"I think I understand. You guys actually want to plot against me."

Halduron, who had thought of the thoughts of his two friends, was immediately horrified and quickly ordered his golden chocobo to take a few steps back, not wanting to walk with the two.

Just like Romanth just now, Avian supported Halduron and expressed her own views.

"Hmm! I think you guys are just imagining things."

"Brother Halduren, I am your biological sister. You three should stop imagining nonsense."

I am considered Vereesa's sister, and Halduron is Sylvanas's younger brother.

Then, he is naturally my younger brother, I am right.

"Or do you want to tell me, Avian Brightwing, that you don't like female elves?"

"Is it that Miss Liadrin is not handsome and heroic, or that the girls of Quel'Thalas are not beautiful and dignified?"

"So, this is the reason why you three brothers have been single?"

"Somehow, I seem to have discovered the truth."

Faced with the teasing from the lady Mingyi in front of them, the three giants of Silvermoon City reached a rare consensus that they must not let this woman ruin their reputation.

"Mrs. Theron, we actually..."

"It's not right to make so much noise on the march. A war is waiting for us. Keep quiet."

"Yes, Liadrin."

With the arrival of Baroness Liadrin riding a red chocobo from behind, she succeeded in shutting up the three giants of Silvermoon City with just a scolding.

What the other person said does make sense. It was just that the three of them were too reckless. This is the responsibility of the three brothers themselves.

"Sorry, I won't bother you anymore! I'll be leaving first."

Feeling bored, Avian turned around and smiled at the four blood elves behind her, then rode away on her bear.

I can’t hear any more gossip. It’s time to change places. Where should I go?

And where is Chief Aqiang? He is crying. He is the bear, the three-meter-long and one-meter-high rune war bear.

His phantom was riding Soranos in front of the main force and advancing with the army. As the son-in-law of the sea, he was forced to use the druid's bear transformation technique and became what he is now.

I have to say that Avian's transformation spell has improved again. It is true that without her doing anything, others cannot see any flaws.

Haha… She feels comfortable playing two roles at once. If I didn’t have enough energy, would I be able to handle it?

The big chief Aqiang still remembers that day. The fat man who was not fat ate 800 plates of barbecue, but how come his weight didn’t change?

"Sylvanas Windrunner, are you saying that your new warchief intends to speak to me in detail?"

When Chief Aqiang led the tribe to march, Rommath and other mages informed the three leaders of the matter.

Because Chief Aqiang said that he had a very important matter to discuss with the Alliance, which concerned the survival of Azeroth.

Therefore, they did not dare to delay and quickly passed the matter on.

The Riddler will not reveal everything unless it is the right time and place. As heroes at the tribal leadership level who have been in this business for many years, they naturally know what to do.

It was great when I was the Riddler, throwing a bunch of quest chains to the Warriors, but when I was the Warrior, I wanted to beat people up...

"You want to talk to me about peace between the Alliance and the Horde? You were the ones who started the war, Banshee Queen."

"Varian, who destroyed the Taozura camp? Wasn't it your alliance that started the war?"

When Baine heard Varian blaming the Horde, he couldn't help but asked, "How many tauren have you, the Alliance, slaughtered?"

There are still some innocent souls wandering around the ruins of the Taozula camp. Don't you feel ashamed?

"That was a conspiracy by the Twilight Cultists... You clearly knew who was behind it, yet you attacked our northern fortress."

"After that tragic battle, Alliance warriors like me were ruthlessly abandoned by you to die."

Hearing Bain's accusation, the former naval commander Aubrey limped and hurried to Varian's side.

He drew his sword with his left hand, murderous and angry, and pointed his right finger at Bane's head in retort.

"If the Alliance's search and rescue team hadn't rushed to rescue us in time, they might not even have found our bodies."

"What about you? Have you ever apologized to my innocent minotaur compatriots?"

Bain could only express sympathy for Aubrey's experience, but he still needed an explanation.

Garrosh was in power at the time. Would it have been useful for us to persuade him not to start a massacre? We were all in danger at the time.

You, the Alliance, feel that you are suffering, but don't we, the Horde, suffer? You are not even willing to apologize.

"If Mother Earth hadn't protected us, we wouldn't even be able to find out the truth of that time."

"When you massacred our Shuharu, did you carefully inquire about the truth?"

"Obviously, if we just communicate with each other, we can find the problem."

"Communication? Your tribe has even created a lava giant. Aren't you afraid that the Cataclysm will happen again?"

"You enslave the elements and cause riots in the elemental plane. You are truly a good tribe."

Muradin came out riding a goat, carrying a battle axe and a war hammer. Right now, he couldn't stand the word "communication" the most.

He could feel the wrath of the earth, and the scent of dark shamanism among the tribal army approaching from the front.

However, he was a little hesitant. The female blood elf ranger riding a bear seemed to be deeply loved by the elements and had a strong affinity.

It seems that his status is not low. How can a tribe with such people allow dark shamans to take root there?

I heard that Garrosh just stepped down, and Lor'themar has been elected as the chieftain of the tribe...

"This is not the intention of most people in our tribe, dwarf. We have long banned members of our tribe from doing this kind of thing."

In response to Muradin's question, Vol'jin stood up and told the Alliance that this had nothing to do with most members of the Horde.

"We Darkspear trolls also worship nature. Garrosh has fallen."

"The Horde's request for peace this time is full of sincerity, Your Majesty Varian."

When Muradin was about to speak up to refute Vol'jin, Vol'jin turned around and bowed to Varian.

If what the new Warchief of the Horde says is true, then the Horde and the Alliance must put aside their differences.

Fight for Azeroth as you did against the Old Gods, the Betrayer, the Lich King, and Deathwing.

The constant bloodshed and sacrifice is not what most people want, but only a few...

"Vol'jin, you are not your warchief. Let your new warchief, Lor'themar Theron, come and talk to me."

"Why is King Varian Wrynn of Stormwind so angry?"

"And my fellow comrades, there is no need to argue with them. There is no accident that I am here."

Speaking of which, Aqiang Aqiang has arrived. The fake chief Aqiang has come with his sincerity.

The real Aqiang just looked up at Avian and silently sent a few words in the private chat channel.

Even if it's not my real self, there are some things I still want to say.

According to the plan, I will have plenty of time later, so let my wife have fun first... Later on, I guess she will just be an auxiliary who takes advantage of the situation.

"What good will do you bring to me, Lor'themar... the mighty chieftain?"

Looking at the sign held by a bear next to him, Varian was stunned and subconsciously read it out loud.

“The tribe listens to you.”

However, Aqiang was not angry. He just smiled and put aside his grudges, and said these words loudly.