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Chapter 154 New Hope
Under the command of Tandre, the fleet quickly headed westward and they safely passed the whirlpool.

A month later.

Taelan Fording stood at the bow, watching a yellow line appear in the distance, dividing the sea and the blue sky. The line was getting closer and closer, getting thicker and thicker, and soon filled his vision. The earthy red rough ground, scattered fertile oases, lonely trees, and from time to time one or two chocobos and ferocious coyotes would run by.

A simple goblin town came into view. The low walls could only block the wind and sand, and a few short goblin guards were patrolling.

They wore simple armor and carried special short swords. They soon discovered the fleet.

A scarred guard hurried into the laboratory in the center of the town.

Tandre came to Taelan Fording: "My mission is complete! In a few days, I will return to Kul Tiras. There are still a lot of troubles to be solved there."

Taelan Fording said, "I'm not worried about anything else. With me here, they won't dare to do anything. But you have to remind my mother that Ashvane's problems are not just child labor. She hides it very deeply."

Tandre looked at Tyran Fording in surprise: "You actually know such a secret thing?"

"You are the only one in the family who doesn't know. Once the Alliance has dealt with the crisis in Kalimdor, I will go to Kul Tiras myself and uproot that annoying giant octopus."

"It has hidden long enough, lived long enough, it's time to die."

With the Nephalem's unlimited power growth, even angels and demons have to bow down to them, and the Old Gods are no exception.

At this time, Jaina also came out of the cabin and stood beside Taelan Fording.

Tandre looked at Jaina and said to Taelan Fording, "Take good care of Jaina."

Jaina said, "Be careful. And drink less."

A large-scale team began to land, and the Knights of the Silver Hand, led by Paladin Davy, rushed into this primitive and desolate land.

They would set up a stronghold at the crossroads and clear out the surrounding boarmen and centaurs.

At this time, Carlin Redpath, the chief guard of Tyran Fording, came over to report: "Lord, the goblin craftsman Gazlowe from Ratchet City wants to see you."

Tyran Fording knew that he was a professional architect, and he was the most humane among the goblins. He was not yet the master of Ratchet City, and he had no hostility or affection towards the Alliance.

But now he is the leader of the alliance and needs to consider all aspects of the situation.

An hour later, Gazlowe met the leaders of the large army.

The leader was a tall young man, and next to him was a beautiful wizard wearing a precious robe. On the other side was an elf wizard with three magic balls spinning on his head. On both sides stood several knights and priests.

One of the older elves looked at him with scrutiny, and a beautiful woman with her eyes closed had a frightening power.

These two people should be the important figures in this group.

Gazlowe didn't like these humans, but he didn't hate them either. After all, goblins never had a problem with gold coins.

It first greeted Taelan Fording: "Hello, respectful stranger. Welcome to Ratchet."

Tyran Fording said: "I am the Grand Marshal of the Alliance of Lordaeron and the Commander of the Silver Hand. Since you are here, I will inform you in advance."

"From today on, the entire Barrens and Mulgore will belong to the Alliance."

"All foreign forces have only two choices. The first is to leave and I will give them some compensation. The second is to join us." "I don't want to start a war, but I will never tolerate an unknown foreign force existing around us and controlling our seaport."

"Can't we choose to be neutral?"

"No, because the demon army is coming. This is a battle between two worlds. It is a life-and-death struggle. It started with blood and fire, and it will end with blood and fire."

"We don't have the energy to fight demons while watching our side. You only have three days. Go or join us as a goblin force."

Jaina was a little uncomfortable with Tyran Fording's changes. But she chose to accept it silently, because she knew that he had to do it. Once he made the wrong decision, it would not only be the humans who would suffer, but also the high elves and the dwarf allies who followed him.

Gazlowe looked grim, but had to accept it. Although he was not a powerful hero, he was also an extraordinary being. He knew that the young man in front of him was an extremely powerful creature.

Even the sea monsters in the Endless Sea are not as terrifying as him.

Seeing the hesitation of this nice goblin, Tyran Fording said, "The Alliance needs to build a city here, two fortresses and a large city. If you really want to join us, I will let your people participate."

The goblins had no resistance to gold coins, except for Gazlowe. He hesitated and said, "Can I go back and discuss this with them?"

"Of course! Let us know when you've made your decision, and I promise to let you leave safely. But don't break our laws. We value real materials and fair exchange."

Watching Gazlowe leave, Jaina asked, "Are we going too far by driving him out of his home as soon as we get here?"

Sylvanas said: "Taelan is right. There is no absolute fairness in this world."

"He has already given compensation. The goblins love gold coins. He also guaranteed their personal safety. This is already very good."

"If a group of orcs came, they would have to work as construction workers for a few years. They might not even get paid in the end."

Jaina felt that Sylvanas was targeting her. She didn't want to blame Tyran, but she was not used to his changes. He was much more domineering than before. He changed from a paladin to a leader.

It is not easy to manage a large army of tens of thousands of people. Different races, different living habits, and different cultural beliefs are constantly colliding with each other, and disputes often occur.

Fortunately, the external pressure was too great, allowing them to adapt to each other. A new national power was slowly established, and this was the new hope of the alliance.

Three days later, Gazlowe finally made a decision. He joined the Alliance with some of the goblins in his personal capacity, but the rest of his colleagues could not accept the Alliance's philosophy. They received compensation, and with great sadness, they boarded Tandre's ship and left.

With the addition of Highsmith Gazlowe and his robots, a sturdy fortress rose up at the crossroads.

Dawi led his team south to Taurajo, where they set up camp. Gavinrad Doom led a troop into Mulgore, where he would lead the vanguard to establish a forward base. Once the stronghold was built, they would begin to clear out the centaurs and dangerous beasts in the territory.

Taurajo is a key defensive region. Not only does it control the entrance to Mulgore, it also faces several dangerous centaur clans, and it is very close to the savage quilboar in Razorfen.

Tyran Fordring was going to personally lead the army to launch a cleanup operation to completely defeat these ignorant centaurs.

The war is about to begin, and a messenger carrying an important letter is speeding towards here.

It is called Gamuel Runetotem, and it is the archdruid of the Bloodhoof clan. The reason why it came here is due to a legend of the Tauren: Anser, the sun god. It is the son of the goddess of the earth.

There is a small organization among the Tauren called the Sunwalkers. Recently, a prophecy about a dream has spread among them: the son of Anser has come to Kalimdor, and he will save the Tauren tribe!

The Tauren are now being harassed by the Centaurs in the Desolate Land and are living a precarious life. The Archdruids, carrying the token of their chief, come to the Barren Land to seek the help of the Sun God.

(End of this chapter)