It had been two days since Mera, the daughter of the chief of the High Ridge, had returned to Thunder Bluff.

For the past two days, Bane took her to Orgrimmar, a rugged orc city, where she hunted and drank with a group of young orcs.

I also went to the human city of Baita Port, where Mera saw the gorgeous and rich cities of the human empire, ate many unique dishes, and visited the church of the Holy Light Church.

The last two young minotaurs galloped along the Plain of Glitter to the desert city of Gakison, where Mera witnessed the mad gladiatorial fight at midnight, and it was on that night that the daughter of the pure chief lost her first kiss, but Bain, who was also a thief but not a thief, did not dare to cross the last taboo line.

However, Mera did not hate the enthusiastic and brave peer, and before leaving Garkison, Bane used the money he had saved to help Mela and the Takamine Clan hire a 3,000-strong centaur warband, a warband of centaur warriors who had escaped from the war between the undead and centaurs in the Barrens, and the leader was said to be a centaur shaman loyal to a certain human noble, and was considered a warband with a semi-official background.

The price of this warband is very high, but Bane, who has seen the murderous fighting power of centaurs on the battlefield of Silisus, knows that this price is actually worth the price, and Bane will already know about the conversation between his father Kane and Elder Blackhorn, and Mera is likely to become his future wife, in this case, Bane is very willing to spend money, anyway, to please his future wife.

Besides, if he and Mera really got married, they would definitely not be able to keep this private money.

Mera and Bane flew directly from Gakison back to Thunder Bluff in the goblin airship, and after Mera returned to Thunder Bluff, Elder Blackhorn had a private conversation with her.

This made Mera a little uneasy, the young girl thought that her intimate relationship with Bane was known by the Elders, to be honest, Mera was ready to be reprimanded, but to her surprise, the Elder of Black Horn, who had always been strict in this regard, did not say much about her ambiguous relationship with Bane this time.

"I met with the leaders of the orc tribe yesterday..."

Elder Noire sat by the warm hearth, and while drinking tea, he said to the Mera in front of him:

"The orcs and the Bloodhoof clan are allies, but the night elves' war also involves them, and it is said that some orc scum who have taken refuge in the demons are frantically stirring up relations between the two races, so the orcs can't spare much force to help us, but the big chief promised to send a fleet to help us, which is a surprise."

"I'll be going to the Human Empire tomorrow, but we don't have a relationship with humans, so I don't have much confidence in that."

Elder Blackhorn glanced at Mera, who had her head bowed, and said slowly:

"When I get back, we'll set out to return to the High Ridge, this time our call for help has paid off, with the 7,000 warriors of the Bloodhoof Clan, plus the Elven Warden, the Blightcaller Druids, the orc fleet, and the 3,000 centaur warriors hired by Bane for you, all combined to keep the Takaling Clan's terrible situation going... But if we want to turn defeat into victory, it is not enough to rely on these forces. ”

"The Supreme Ridge needs to make some sacrifices... Mera, do you like Bane? ”

This sudden question made the chief's daughter raise her head sharply, her dexterous eyes stared at the elder, but quickly lowered her head again, the shy girl did not know how to answer the question, but this attitude had made Elder Blackhorn understand Mera's answer, and he said with a smile:

"That's good... Since you don't hate each other, let it be, Chief Kane will personally go to the Supreme Ridge at some point to discuss your marriage with Chief Ulan Bane, and your union will make the Bloodhoof Clan and the Kaolin Clan a true ally to rely on, and even future brothers... The Bloodhoof Clan is a member of the Orc Clan, and your marriage will also make it logical for the Kaolin Clan to enter the Orc Clan. ”

"We will get new, powerful allies beyond the Broken Isles! The world is too big... The Kakamine clan can no longer protect itself on its own. ”

Elder Black Horn sighed, and he waved his hand:

"Go and rest, Mera, say goodbye to Bane tomorrow, oh yes, Bane will be the Overseer of the Bloodhoof Clan and will go to the High Ridge to fight, and you will meet again soon, and this time, he has taken you through the human world of Kalimdor, and next time, it will be time for you to take him on a tour of our homeland."

Mera obediently left the room, and the moment the door closed, the black-horned elder who was silently drinking tea stared at the burning furnace in front of him, his eyes changed, and the yellow snake eyes looked very strange in the light of the flames.

He didn't tell Mera the truth... He won't go to the Human Empire tomorrow to ask for help, it is impossible for the human race to send troops to help the Minotaurs, this is inevitable, but Black Horn is indeed going to find reinforcements, in the territory of the Human Empire, there is a special force... That's the force that Pointe-Noire can call for help.

But the elder was a little hesitant in his heart, he didn't know whether he should go or not, after all, he and those black dragons who were born after the ancient war were not real compatriots, and in these 10,000 years, the two sides had not been in contact with each other at all.

"Compatriots..."

Elder Blackhorn turned his head to look at the twilight scenery of Thunder Cliff outside the window, and after a long silence, he finally made up his mind that he had been living alone in this world for nearly 10,000 years, and he didn't plan to be lonely anymore...

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The Dust Swamp, a damp and gloomy land that has been inaccessible for thousands of years, has been home to almost no civilized life, except for a few poisonous insects and strange creatures.

Even the nature-loving druids of the Night Elves are reluctant to venture deep into this disgusting land.

Until the arrival of the Empire of Man, King Garin of the Kingdom of Stormgard. Thorbain took the ogre tribe as vassals of the kingdom, and after providing the ogres with enough food and food, the stupid big guys, under the command of the Imperial craftsmen, took up the logging axes and various tools, and began to expand the kingdom into the depths of the swamp.

The civilians of the kingdom of Stormgard followed behind the group of ogre pioneers, burning the overgrown weeds with fire, filling the disgusting puddles with mechanical tools, and reshaping the natural environment under the teachings of the withercaller druids who entered the empire.

But this effort is meaningless for the entire swamp, human activity has weakened the swamp in size, but it is less than 20 times the size of the swamp, and at this rate, it will take at least 60 years for the people of the Stormgard Kingdom to completely transform the entire dust swamp...

This struggle between "man and nature" has so far not had a fundamental impact on the land, and in the deepest part of the Dust Swamp, on the edge of the inaccessible mountains, another group of life has taken over and started a new life of its own.

The Black Dragons, to be precise, were the last black dragons to escape after the Black Rock Mountain in the Eastern Continent was breached by the undead, they followed the command of Onexia, the last princess of the Black Dragon, the direct bloodline of Deathwing, and stood on the right side in several choices of the Human Empire, and the final result was that the Human Empire accepted these homeless Black Dragons and regarded them as part of the Empire.

Of course, the untrustworthy part.

Regardless, the Black Dragons have found a new way of life under their wise leadership... They do not participate in any political activities of the Empire on weekdays, and cooperate with the Empire in the form of mercenaries, and occasionally wars, such as the Empire's westward expansion war against centaurs, such as the war of Tanaris, and the war of Silisus, all have the presence of the Black Dragon mercenaries.

However, because the number is too small, the black dragons will not join the frontal army, under the control of Onexia, who is known as Countess Presto, the withered black dragon army and the empire get along quite well, and they can regularly obtain necessary living supplies, some magic materials, enough food for the young dragons to survive, and some enjoyment from the empire.

And in the deepest part of the dust swamp, the black dragons have also established their own stronghold, of course, compared to the human city, this stronghold is a little too wild, at least in the eyes of the black horn elder, his black dragon compatriots, is living a life of hairy and blood, of course, for the dragons, the way of human civilization is not suitable for them, this kind of free and easy life, is what they pursue.

"Minotaur! This isn't the place for you, get out! I can act like I don't see you! ”

A young dragon covered in black scales flapped its wings and landed in front of Black Horn from the dim sky, the young dragon's yellow snake eyes shone with a touch of malice, according to the fierce nature of the black dragon, it should have eaten the transgressor directly, but in the rules set by the powerful Princess Onexia, it could not do so.

The Black Dragon Princess uses her power to protect the last group of black dragons in the world, but she is not a benevolent ruler. Of course, considering the current poor situation of the black dragon, the strength of the black dragon princess Onexia and the emergence of those rules to avoid conflicts between the black dragon and the empire are understandable.

The black horn carefully observed the behemoth in front of him with a body length of about 15 meters, it had the black dragon's signature black scales, and the scorching flames wrapped around the dragon's kiss, but the dragon horns of the young dragon had not really grown, and the slender dragon horns on the top of its head looked more like an ornament than a symbol of majesty.

Faced with the malice of the black young dragon patrolling the border, the Black Horned Elder in the form of a kaolin minotaur shook his head, and he whispered:

"Who is the ruler of this place?"

"Of course, the powerful and majestic Black Dragon Princess Onexia..."

The black dragon cub said in a strange tone of yin and yang:

"She's stupid to manage us like humans, to ask us to learn human culture and customs, to try to integrate us into the human empire, how can dragons live like lowly humans... I heard that our great princess also gave herself a human name and also obtained an unimaginable honorable title in the human empire, phew! She's forgotten who she really is..."

"But why do I say this to you?"

A hint of hideousness flashed in the young dragon's eyes, and it stared at the black horn:

"Get out! Minotaur, otherwise I'm going to have a delicious grilled steak today! ”

"Oh?"

The black horn snorted playfully, and he moved his wrist, and he whispered:

"Then let Onexia come to me! And, I hate your jokes! ”

"Wow"

The next moment, the light of the magic transformation technique that the black horn had fixed on the body for nearly 10,000 years shattered, and a behemoth with a body length of 35 meters appeared in front of the fierce young dragon like a small mountain, and the poor child who was blown by the wind raised his head blankly and looked at the current state of the black horn.

It was the posture of a black dragon that had reached the true prime of life, the streamlined body was covered with shield-shaped sturdy scales, and there was a series of black bone spurs on the back, on the head of this strange adult black dragon, 8 bone-white dragon horns were smoothly arranged on both sides of the forehead of the black horn, and among the 8 strong dragon horns, a triangular dragon horn that protruded forward was the most gorgeous embellishment on the crown.

The yellow snake pupils shone with a touch of depth, but without the tyranny and madness characteristic of black dragons, the scorching shadow flames swirled in the open teeth of the black horn, and it tilted its head like a bug, looking at the weak young dragon in front of it.

"Wow"

Two huge black wings spread out at this moment, and the more terrible storm brought with it blew the young dragon's eyes away, and the sturdy wings seemed to obscure the only light in the swamp.

"Prince... Another black dragon prince..."

The poor black drake cub has been scared silly... The 9 dragon horns of the black horn like a crown already represent its identity, and the dragon horns of this crown can only be derived from the orthodox dragon king bloodline, so the strange black dragon in front of him... Probably the Black Dragon Princess Onexia's... Never met, brother?

"Get out!"

The black horn thundered, it crouched on the ground, the scorching flames drying the damp earth around it, and it roared:

"Let my masked sister... Let Onexia... Come and see me! ”

The frightened young dragon turned around and flew into the depths of the black dragon's gathering place in the dust swamp, and a few minutes later, with the roar of the dragon's tooth-like interlaced stone gate below the Black Dragon Mountain, Onixia, wearing a long black dress, walked out of the Black Dragon Mountain quickly under the protection of a group of heavily armed dragon guards, and in front of her, the black dragons in the entire gathering place were alarmed.

They stood in human form on the obsidian square in front of Black Dragon Mountain, and the black dragon prince, who had never appeared before, approached Onexia step by step with the heavy steps of a dragon, and at a distance of 20 meters between the two sides, Black Horn retracted his huge wings, and in the light of Transfiguration, he reverted back to the original Minotaur image of Elder Black Horn.

He looked at Onexia in front of him, he could distinguish the temperament of that beautiful sister, but to the surprise of Black Horn, in Onexia, there was no such depraved atmosphere...

Before Hei Jiao could speak, the black dragon princess, who was like an iceberg, brushed her long hair and said coldly to Hei Jiao:

"My masked brother, please come with me..."

"A big man is waiting for you here."

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