I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

The so-called "tongue" is the captive.

Alleria Windrunner and her Farstrider rangers are adept at lurking in the darkness.

Under the cover of darkness, they were surprisingly successful in capturing a Death Knight.

By the time Turalyon and Khadgar arrived, Alleria had already plunged her dagger into the death knight's shoulder.

But the Death Knight still sneered and looked at the elf with disdain.

"Leave it to me, Alleria,"

Kade quickened his pace, and Turalyon drew out his dagger, wiped it, and returned it to the elf.

The Death Knight didn't bleed a single drop after being stabbed.

Alleria sheathed her sword gracefully, staring at the Death Knight fiercely without asking any questions, like an angry female leopard.

"What's your name? Death Knight?"

"UI ah 妅u 发2......"

The Death Knight spoke a few words, seemingly in Orcish. Everyone looked at each other. Could it be that this guy didn't know the Common Tongue? Wasn't it a waste of effort to capture him?

Khadgar chuckled, stretched out a finger, and a small flame shot out from his finger.

Without saying a word, he stabbed his burning finger into the wound on the Death Knight's shoulder. The Death Knight's eyes suddenly widened and he roared heartbreakingly.

"I know that you are the spawn of evil spirits. Your souls are those of dead orc shamans, and your bodies are those of human warriors. You possess the dual knowledge of humans and orcs. You understand the Common Language."

Khadgar said this, circling his fingers in the blade.

"I will use the flames of magic to burn your soul directly. If you still want to remain mysterious and refuse to say anything, I tell you clearly that I can continue to do this all night long."

"I said! I said! Stop! You damn wizard!!"

The Death Knight made a hoarse sound in his throat, and his pronunciation was not very clear. It was not known whether it was because the orcs were unfamiliar with the common language, or because the tongue in the corpse's mouth was stiff and unable to utter the correct pronunciation.

"Very good. Only by cooperating can you survive. Of course, if you think you can be considered alive in your current state."

Khadgar gave Turalyon and Alleria a "done" look and continued questioning.

"What's your name? Why does the tribe want to seize the three sacred artifacts?"

"Our tribe will teach you maggots what power and glory are! Those who only know how to attack in the dark are despicable!"

The Death Knight suddenly began to scream and struggled violently to break free from the ropes around him.

"It seems you still don't understand your situation,"

Khadgar twisted his fingers harder, and the Death Knight began to scream again, but his face, which had already become stiff and purple, had no expression at all, which seemed very inconsistent.

"Jazz Soulbreaker..."

The Death Knight gasped and replied,

"The three artifacts are what Ner'zhul sent us to retrieve. With these things, the Warchief can open a portal to other worlds!"

"What? You guys want to invade other worlds?!"

Upon hearing this, Alleria immediately stood up and drew her dagger. The news made her tremble unconsciously. How long would this war last? How many more innocent lives would be sacrificed?

"But unfortunately, you failed. As far as I know, you probably didn't get all the artifacts."

"Ah? How do you know?"

Jaz Soulbreaker said in surprise: "The Warchief has only got the artifact called the Eye of Dalaran, and the others."

"fine......"

Turalyon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, do you know what this means? It means we will fight you to the death! Since we can't go to other worlds, we can only conquer your world! You maggots will eventually have your heads smashed by the hammers of my compatriots! You are all our food... Ahhhhhhh!"

Khadgar became angry after hearing this and continued to increase the intensity of the burning.

"Don't ask anything I haven't asked you! I have one more question! How did the Dark Portal open? Why did it suddenly expand from a spatial rift into such a huge portal?"

"Hoohoohoo..."

"It's the Skull of Gul'dan! Ner'zhul used that guy's skull to open the Dark Portal!"

Khadgar nodded and turned to Turalyon and Alleria. "That's possible. The last time the Dark Portal was opened, it was Gul'dan and Medivh who worked together. That guy's relics must contain the knowledge to open the Dark Portal... The remains of such a powerful warlock are also powerful tools for people like them."

"This thing is too dangerous. If we don't destroy the Skull of Gul'dan, the Horde can open the Dark Portal and enter our world at any time!"

Alleria said angrily, her pale cheeks flushed with anger, and her long green hair swung as her master spoke.

"Calm down, Alleria. We will defeat the Horde and destroy the Skull of Gul'dan."

Turalyon patted the elf's shoulder. The elf looked at him and gradually recovered.

It was this man in front of him who led everyone to victory in the First Orc War.

I still remember the first time I met him in Southshore. He was young and shy. He blushed when he saw me and even stuttered when he spoke. But Sir Lothar discovered Turalyon's talent in military affairs and entrusted him with important tasks.

He was authorized to lead half of the Alliance's elite troops to fight in the north, where he fought back and forth with Orgrim Doomhammer and repeatedly saw through the tribe's military intentions.

Finally, during the decisive battle of Blackrock Mountain, when Sir Lothar died and the Alliance was in serious crisis, he picked up Lothar's broken sword, triggered the miracle of Holy Light, defeated the arrogant Orgrim, and then led the Alliance to a Jedi counterattack and defeat the Horde, finally ending the war.

As for the elf herself, she didn't know when she went from teasing the shy man to falling deeply in love with him, and then to being dependent on him for life and death.

"Death Knight, I now understand why you keep attacking Nethergarde, but I still have a question."

Turalyon came in front of the Death Knight and looked down at the guy kneeling on the ground.

"Why did your attack suddenly stop during the day? What the hell is the tribe doing?"

"Hmph, I won't tell you...Ahhhhhhh!! I'll tell you everything! Stop burning it!"

"Huh...huh..."

"New trebuchets have arrived, and our troops are assembling them, so we've suspended the attack. Haha, you'll soon be reduced to ashes by our engineering weapons! Hahahahaha!"

"A trebuchet? Does it take so many people to build one?"

Turalyon was puzzled. He had seen the orcs' catapults in the last war. Whenever those scary big guys arrived at a place, they liked to cut down the local forests and use wood to build catapults and other engineering weapons. It seemed that there was nothing to be afraid of.

"That's a brand new thing you've never seen before! It's huge! I guarantee that with just one shot, this city will be destroyed! Hahahaha! You're doomed to destruction! The trebuchet is almost finished! Soon you'll feel your heads exploding! Hahahaha!"

As the Death Knight spoke, he suddenly jumped up. It turned out that he had secretly broken free from the hemp rope that bound him!

He grinned fiercely and stretched out his hands to strangle Turalyon's neck.