The Dagger of Cowland, a mountain plateau on the border of the Alterac Mountains and the Hillsbrad Hills, from which you can enter the cold Alterac Mountains through the foothills, is one of the only places where order is still preserved in the chaotic kingdom of Alterac.

Many of the peasants who had to flee from the bandits' rebellion were hiding here, but it was not the long-extinct royal power of Alterac that protected them, but a group of dwarves who protected these poor and homeless people in this chaotic country.

The Thunderspear Dwarves are one of the large clans of the Copperbeard Dwarves, they have lived in the Celsama region southeast of the wetlands for generations, they are one of the most adept of the dwarves in prospecting, digging and melting, when the iron ore of Cersamar is about to be mined, they are eager to find new veins, so many Thunderspear Dwarves have explored all the way to the north of the continent, and finally found a variety of minerals with extremely high reserves in the cold Alterac Mountains.

The Thunderspear Dwarves took root here, but it is said that they did not have a friendly relationship with the former royal family of Pirenod, and King Aiden forbade the dwarves to explore the depths of the mountains, resulting in several clashes between the two sides.

In order to avoid the conflict from intensifying, for a while, the dwarves evacuated Alterac, but after Aiden's death, when Alterac was about to usher in a new rule, the wise Lord Presto invited the dwarves to come and share the minerals, so the Thunderspear Dwarves returned to Alterac, but the good times did not last long, and after Lord Presto mysteriously disappeared, the whole of Alterac quickly fell into chaos.

Bandits were everywhere, and the Thunderspear Dwarves had to bring back a lot of soldiers from Ironforge in order to protect themselves from the chaos, and there was even a fully equipped steam tank warband, those lawless bandits tried to attack the Dagger of Kaulan, but were beaten by the mortars of the dwarves, and after coming and going, it became a temporary residence for many refugees.

The dwarves only cared about their own minerals, and they had no intention of helping the exiled refugees, only allowing them to live near the dagger of Cowland, but in this way, a lot of new farmland was opened up near the highlands, and the farmers exchanged crops with the dwarves, and the dwarves did not resist this, so in the last year, almost all the farmers of Tarenmere have gathered here, and even "moved" the entire town.

And now, Tails was wrapped in black robes, walking the streets of New Talen Mir, his face was a little weak, in the past week alone, he had been ambushed 22 times, and more than 200 people were chasing him, which made the High Assassin mentally exhausted, although he was not injured, he really couldn't hold on.

He looked around at the new town, where human life seemed to be good, some vendors were selling goods, and the crowd could see a lot of dwarves with muskets on their backs and wearing military uniforms, it seemed that the relationship between dwarves and humans here was still very good, but out of the instinct of an assassin, Tails could find a lot of peeping eyes in the crowd.

"It's ghostly!"

He cursed, wrapped his black robes tightly, and walked quickly to the end of the town, the dwarves did not directly interfere in the rule and management of the New Tallenmir region, which meant that there must be many spies from various forces here, and it must be very unsafe for him to operate here.

"You have to go to the valley as fast as you can."

Tails gritted his teeth, and at the end of the town, he patrolled left and right, quickly flicking off the "tail" that followed him, and then walked into an ordinary warehouse as fast as he could, and the assassin who was in a hurry to get out did not realize that the name of the inn was "Taresa and Sal's Cabin".

"Hey, guest, what do you need?"

Tails pushed open the door of the warehouse, and he heard a crisp greeting, and when he looked up, he saw the human girl busy in the warehouse, she had beautiful long brown hair, she looked like she was only 15 or 6 years old, wearing a plain blue dress, with lovely freckles on her face, and those light blue eyes were very gentle, with a kind of feminine delicateness.

Tails didn't answer the greeting, he just strolled over to the girl in front of him, who seemed to sense something was wrong, took two steps back, she looked at Tails vigilantly, and the hand behind her clenched a handful of iron fibers that were used to open the wooden box.

"What do you need? Guest? Don't come near me again! ”

The girl let out a scream, and the next moment, Tails' figure suddenly disappeared in front of the girl's eyes, and when it reappeared, the cold dagger was against the girl's neck, and Tails whispered in the girl's ear:

"I'm sorry, kid, take your hand off the iron, that thing won't protect you, but I don't want to hurt you... Just do me a little favor and tell me, who are you? Who does this warehouse belong to? ”

"I... My name is Taresha, Taresha. Folkeston. ”

The girl was a little frightened, but to the surprise of Tails, the girl quickly calmed down, raised her hands, and replied softly:

"This warehouse belongs to me and my brother Thrall, we are transporting some medicinal herbs and minerals between New Talenmere and the Alterac Valley, the commander of the Thunderspear Dwarves often visits me, I don't want to get in trouble, sir, I don't want to know what happened to you, you see, the gold coins are in the cupboard, you can take whatever you want, don't hurt me, okay?"

"Huh?"

Tails pursed his lips, and he whispered:

"You don't act like a normal girl, maybe... Maybe you're also the eye of some force here, and you say, should I kill you? ”

"You're laughing, sir."

The voice of the maiden named Talesa trembled slightly, and she whispered:

"I'm just an ordinary girl, but I've experienced a little more things than ordinary people, believe me, killing me will only bring you more trouble, you say you need help? But your current posture is not like the attitude of a person in need of help, you can't scare me, sir, with all due respect, I've seen people who are 100 times scary than you... So why don't we sit down and talk? ”

"Well, good offer."

Tails let go of the dagger against Taresha's neck, he took a step back, leaning against the wooden box behind him, he looked at Taresa with his wrist moving, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:

"You say you and your brother Thrall are transporting goods between the valleys? Then you must have a fixed trade route, and all I want is very simple, just hide me in your goods and send me to the valley... As for remuneration. ”

"Huh"

With a flick of Tails' wrist, a dozen gold coins landed neatly in Taresha's open palm, and the young assassin raised his eyebrows:

"Is that enough? My businessman's eldest lady, the name Sal sounds a little strange, you don't know that it actually means "slave", right? How could your parents give their son that name? ”

Taresa put away the gold coins, and a dark smile flashed across her face:

"Because we ourselves were slaves... That's all, all right, sir. ”

The girl crossed her waist with her left hand, pointed to a row of wooden boxes beside her, and whispered:

"Find a comfortable box to lie down in, I know you're worried about something, but your dagger could cut my neck at any moment, and... You have secrets, I have secrets, you don't want to get in trouble, and I don't want to, so for now, we can trust each other. ”

The eyes of the high-ranking assassin Tails fell on Taresha's eyes, and after a moment, he put away his dagger, opened a wooden chest, and curled up in it, and the moment the box closed, he smiled slightly flirtatiously:

"You know what? Maiden, I appreciate you more and more now, and I hope we don't need to say goodbye in the worst possible way. ”

Taresa responded with a gentle smile, brushing her long brown hair and smiling:

"I'm starting to like you too, sir, believe me, my brother Sal will like you too."

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"Bang"

The cold hammer whistled through the air and slammed into the head of a fleeing assassin, and with the blessing of great force, the heavy hammer easily flattened the skull, and the disgusting blood mixed with the white brains flew everywhere, and the lifeless body was slammed into the snow in the wind and snow of the Alterac Valley.

Orgrim stepped forward, he picked up his hammer from the ground, the former orc chief now looked very down, he was dressed in linen, his original black hair had turned gray, he had been operating in Alterac since he escaped from Lordaeron, and the hunt for him had never stopped.

"How many batches is this?"

Orgrim wiped the blood from the warhammer from the corpse behind him, and he sat down on a stone a little tiredly, and took out a piece of frozen jerky from the package behind him, and thought about his own affairs as he struggled to eat and regain his strength.

He knew it was dangerous for him to stay here, and he knew that Grom and Fenris, far away in the Arathi Heights, were sending people to look for him, but he was unwilling to respond, and with the defeat of the horde army, Orgrim had long lost interest in the word conquest, and he had survived until now to fulfill his promise to his former brother.

"Durotan... My brother, I swear, I will get Goyle back. ”

Orgrim clenched his fists, he closed his eyes, and let his spirits be lifted again in the cold wind, and after a few moments, he stood up and wiped the pockets of his clothes with some dismay, in a previous encounter, a group of human knights found him, and after a fierce battle, Orgrim fled alone, but lost the most important thing on the battlefield.

It was a relic from Durotan that had been given to him by the Frostwolf Great Shaman, Elder Drektar, and the most important token for the search for his poor nephew, but now, it was gone.

The figure of the Great Chief is a little far away in the snow, his body is already a little rickety, but he will not fall, he is not a whim, he is not looking for it in the territory of Alterac on a whim, the reason why he stays here, risking his life, and walking through every corner of Alterac in the pursuit of various forces, is because the Frostwolf Clan has received accurate news.

In the past few years, the frostwolf orcs living in the valley will occasionally send scouts to observe the movements of the thunder spear dwarves on the other side of the valley, and the orcs living in seclusion in the valley believe that these dwarves will find them sooner or later, and at that time, it is difficult to say whether there will be a war between the two sides, but during a certain reconnaissance, the frostwolf scout, who was lost in the wind and snow, saw a strange orc.

It was a very young green-skinned orc, probably not an adult, and he lived with a human maiden, and the news was brought back to the clan, and it was quickly taken seriously by the Great Shaman, because according to the scout's report, the young orc happened to be about the same age as the lost son of the Frostwolf Chieftain.

But the young orc was wary, and when the frostwolf scout tried to approach him, he was quickly noticed, and then the former dwelling place was destroyed by the young orc, and he and the strange human maiden disappeared into the valley of Alterac, much to the great shaman's chagrin, and Orgrim stubbornly stayed here because he heard the news.

He believed that the young strange orc must be the Gouyle he had been looking for, the only heir left behind by his brother Durotan who had been murdered by the Shadow Council.

But he has been looking here for a long time, and he has not received any news, which makes Orgrim feel hopeless, but a person like him will never bow to a bad fate, he wrapped his clothes tightly and walked forward in the wind and snow, he is indeed old, but the light in those eyes, without a trace of frustration, is still as determined as the original Great Chief.

"It's time to return to the Frostwolf Clan, and hopefully there's news of Elder Drektar's search..."

"Guy, no matter what, no matter what you suffer, I will definitely find you..." <

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