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Chapter 156 Target: Desolate Land

The allied troops cleaned up the battlefield, burned all the bodies, and buried them far away. Not only did they clean up the bloodstains, they also sprayed some holy water with milky white spots.

As a druid, Hamuil Runetotem knew that this was to avoid the plague. Once the plague occurred, all animals and people would be in trouble. Without the help of extraordinary abilities, it would be difficult to survive.

These humans also captured several kodo beasts that broke into the military camp. They were calmed down by a long-eared female with a huge bow on her back. They were probably prepared to be trained as beast companions or pack animals. They were not as cruel and bloodthirsty as the centaurs.

This was a coalition of several races. They were skilled in cooperation and could rely on each other. He even saw a goblin craftsman driving a machine. This was very important because it meant that this coalition, which was mainly composed of humans, could accept aliens.

After the coalition army had finished its repairs, Hamuil Runetotem prepared to meet the leader of the army tomorrow morning.

At this moment, a masked, thin female human suddenly pointed at the mound where Hamuil Runetotem was, and then the old dwarf fired a special bullet while spewing trash talk.

The long-eared female immediately cast a spell. Hamuil Runetotem knew he had been discovered. It turned out that this army had scouts monitoring the battlefield.

He lifted the transfiguration spell. It was already evening. He walked towards the leader in the sunset, holding a simple oak staff.

He bent down slightly and touched his chest with one hand: "Hello, son of the sun, may Mother Earth protect you!"

"Hamuel Runetotem, the messenger of the Bloodhoof tribe, salutes you!"

Seeing this tall minotaur, everyone around looked at him in surprise, marvelling at his height and strength, as well as shocked at his politeness.

At this time, a short dwarf suddenly raised his hand to compare his height with Hamuil, and then said: "My God, you are so tall!"

Hamuil Runetotem smiled and nodded in greeting.

When Taelan Fordring heard him call himself Hamuil Runetotem, he knew that the reputation he had gained among the Sunwalkers had worked. They would treat him as a target for communication, not an enemy.

Taelan Fordring imitated Hamuil Runetotem, bowed his head and touched his chest: "Hello, Archdruid, I am the Paladin of Azelena, Taelan Fordring, and may nature bless you."

The two sides quickly entered the camp. The minotaurs were so tall that they had to hold the meeting outside the tent.

After everyone sat down, the servants served tea to everyone. It was the first time that Hamuil drank this strange drink. It was the first time that he knew that leaves could be drunk in this way.

Next, Hamuil directly told everyone the problems faced by the Bloodhoof Tribe. Most of the Tauren were honest and kind, and never pretended.

Taelan Fordring asked Hamuil to rest first, and he left the rest of the people to discuss how to deal with the matter.

Kael'thas said: "Our most important task at present is to gain a foothold in the Barrens and Mulgore.

We should be cautious about the Tauren matter. We should send a team of elites to help them, and not mobilize the army."

As a leader, Queen Calia believed that the Tauren should be helped, as this would give them a local ally in a foreign land.

Jaina said: "I support the Queen's choice. In this strange continent, having a local ally joining us can provide us with great help."

Taelan Fording knew that the Tauren were a peace-loving race and that they were not suitable for the Horde. For the Alliance, the Tauren were not only excellent allies, but also the best warrior race. They could fill the gaps in the Alliance's warrior and druid professions. They could even learn the ways of the shaman.

After all, the Alliance now cannot get the help of the night elf druids, so it is difficult to develop agriculture and planting in the barren lands.

As a last resort, he had to contact Barborian Winterwalker, a mentally unstable member of the Ren De Society.

This guy is a pretty powerful druid, but he has a problem with his brain. He has a perverted obsession with protecting cats, fish, and birds.

Taelan Fording once played a joke on him. A cat and a fish were trapped in a different dimension. It would take a long time to be rescued. Would he choose to let the cat eat the fish and survive, or would he choose to let the cat starve to death and let the fish eat the cat?

This guy almost rushed up to punch Taelan Fordring. It was actually very powerful, but he knew he couldn't beat it. Now that he had the tauren, he didn't have to ask that protection madman for help.

Taelan Fording really wanted to tell him that overprotection of anything was wrong. For example, if there were too many rabbits, all the animals on the grassland would be indirectly killed.

Then everyone spoke freely, some opposed, some supported. In the end, Taelan Fordring chose to listen to King Kael'thas's advice. His advice was pertinent.

Now the Alliance has just defeated the Centaurs in the Barrens, and has only just established a foothold. It cannot mobilize a large army. But the Tauren are also a kind race, and abandoning them is not in line with the Alliance's camp attributes.

Finally, Tyran Fording decided to complete the mission with Jaina and Demetria, who supported his opinion. In the wild, the world is actually dominated by rangers, so Halduron Brightwing participated in this operation. Sometimes, it is a happy thing to have an old friend who can talk to you. Not only did they fight together, but they also drank together and grilled together.

Originally, Sylvanas Windrunner was a more suitable candidate, but Taelan always felt that there was something weird between her and Jaina, so it was better for them not to be together.

Queen Caria and Kael'thas are in charge of this side. Rommath is a very qualified candidate as a staff officer.

Finally, Romans concluded: "We already have a base. It's time to look for the oracle. This trip will go to the south. You can also try to find the oracle. And in this matter, you may get the help of the minotaur.

I heard Hamuil say that their tribe has wild walkers. They are experts in archaeological exploration. "

As the saying goes, an old man in the family is like a treasure. Archmage Rommath was the most unexpected and important additional support that Tyran Fordring had received.

The current alliance leaders are generally young, and everyone wants to make a difference. They are very active.

The next morning, Taelan Fording just opened his eyes. The refreshing sunlight of the Barrens shone on his face. He touched his side and found that Jaina had already gotten up.

Suddenly I had a bad feeling. Could it be that Janna was preparing breakfast again?
Facing the morning light, a group of five people set out on a long journey.

Target: Desolace.

Hamuil Runetotem received the news this morning. He actually did not sleep well the previous night. He was always worried about the fate of the tribe and felt uneasy. He did not know what the result would be tomorrow.

Was it a rejection, or a perfunctory message, or was the oracle true? The Sunwalker was not lying. The descendants of the sun would eventually save his troubled race.

In fact, in nature, where there is birth, there is death; where there is prosperity, there is decline. A race will eventually perish, and this is also part of nature.

He was ready to sacrifice himself in the battle with the Centaurs, but he still had too many things to let go of. There were still many children in the tribe who had not grown up yet and had not carried the tribe's totem and walked on this land he loved.

He walked out of the tent specially arranged for him. He saw an orderly scene. Different races were together, each shouldering their responsibilities and showing their strengths.

What is most surprising is that the first thing built was the school, and children of different races were required to go to school.

A high elf with a serious face was already standing at the school gate, preparing to scold his naughty students.

This is the life Hamuil longs for, different races, but living in peace. It would be great if the Tauren could join this group.

He felt someone with the same power as himself approaching him.

He turned around and saw a strong human and three others walking towards him.

He was wearing a beautiful armor of judgment, with a huge sword on his back, and walked towards him slowly.

Next to him was a thin little girl, wearing a rare and precious robe. She had a happy smile on her face and a cloak of the same color and style as the man.

Behind him was a man with strange long ears wearing heavy breastplate, cloth armor and leather boots, a wizard's cloak, a staff, a short knife, and a huge bow. He was simply a master of weapons.

Behind her is a beautiful girl with her eyes closed.

Hamuel Runetotem and Taelan Fordring touched their chests and said to each other: "Azeroth/Nature bless you!"

Taelan Fordring stretched out his unguarded right hand and shook Hamuil's big hand:

"The newly born Alliance is unable to send a large army to support our brothers in the Bloodhoof Tribe, but the Alliance Council has sent me and several of my close friends to support you on behalf of the Azelena Crusaders!"

Hamuil Runetotem nodded excitedly and said, "Thank you for your support. Let us hurry to the Desolate Land!"

"Kane and the kids are waiting for us!"

Everyone summoned their war horses and rushed into the wilderness of Kalimdor in the early morning light.

(End of this chapter)