After a month-long wandering on the Endless Sea, Drunken Wind finally led the Minotaur warriors to the end of this time, the Eastern Kingdom. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to get to Stormwind as soon as possible, Ghazruwe did not choose to dock the ship at Treasure Bay, but made it all the way north along the west coast of the Eastern Kingdom.

"It's a shame." After getting the news, Zuifeng looked very sorry, "I originally wanted to go to the Valley of Thorns to see how the tiger in the Valley of Thorns tasted, I don't know if there is any difference between the tiger meat here and the Emerald Forest, but I haven't tasted the taste of tiger meat for a long time." ”

Since the humans did not allow the goblin ships to enter the harbor of Stormwind, Drunken Wind finally disembarked with the Minotaur and the goblins in Long Beach in the Western Wilderness.

As a result, the anticipating drunken wind did not welcome the messenger of Stormwind City, but received a special welcome.

"Woo whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Woo~"

"Whew, wow, wow!"

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In the First Orc War, not only the humans, dwarves, and high elves were greatly damaged, but even the fish people, jackals, and kobolds suffered greatly everywhere the orcs went.

At this time, the orcs abandoned their shamanic teachings and chose to use and believe in the power of evil powers, which caused serious ecological damage in many parts of the Eastern Kingdom; Orc warriors, on the other hand, who have lost their shamanic guidance, have become more and more frantic and irritable, and creatures of any other race can be suddenly overwhelmed by the hordes of orcs, making all creatures in the Wild West, the Elwyn Forest, and the Twilight Forest learn to be human with their tails between their legs.

The most ironic thing is that the fish-men and gnolls that had plagued the farmers of the western wilderness for many years were basically eliminated when the orcs took over the land, and now that Stormwind is back in human hands, the long-beach fish-men and riverclaw gnolls are starting to move again.

Hordes of fish-man tide hunters and fish-man warriors, led by a blind fish-man, suddenly appeared and charged.

The minotaurs were taken aback by the warm welcome from the Long Beach Fishmen, but only by surprise.

These fish-men, who were less than the waist of the minotaurs, had clearly chosen the wrong target to attack. The minotaur warriors have been suffocating at sea for the past month, and now they finally have a chance to move, and the lads cleanly use their totem poles to teach the fishmen a lesson called "choose your opponent".

Drunken Wind didn't make a move, but just quietly watched the famous trumpet killer from behind, and shouted "Mmmm He rushed at the Totem of Cole Fury, and was slapped into a fishcake by the epic warrior who was second only to Kane Bloodhoof in the Minotaur warriors, wielding a totem pole......

"Alas, poor old blind, the minotaurs are the strongest warriors under the stars, and the difference between them and the trumpet is a bit big~ I hope you won't be a fishman in your next life~"

In the midst of Zuifeng's insincere mourning for the old blind eye, the Minotaur ended the battle and happily eliminated the Long Beach Fishman with zero casualties.

Just when Drunken Wind was still lamenting that he hadn't seen Mukra but had seen the old blind eye, a group of Stormwind cavalry appeared from afar.

"These fighters are pretty good." Cole Fury Totem spoke behind Drunken Wind, "The strength is only average, far less than these minotaur boys of our clan, but if we want to really fight, it will take a bit of effort for us to take them down." ”

Drunken Wind rolled his eyes helplessly.

Along the way, Drunken Wind has completely understood, this angry totem chief is not brainless, he is just a brain full of muscles, along the way he has been nagging in Drunken Wind's ear, what shaman is always mysterious, hunters rely on babies, stalkers are just thieves, and druids sleep specially...... In short, I want to say that the warrior is the greatest, and the man - no, the romance of the bull is the muscle.

This guy even has a dissatisfaction with Drunkenwind's fighting style that favors agility and skill, even if Drunken Wind really can't help but teach him a lesson, he still doesn't change, but his lines have become "You have the ability to fight Kane alone" and "What kind of ability is it to bully someone lower than you".

At this time, Drunken Wind realized why there was still an epic warrior with him--this was not to take care of himself, it was just that Kane Bloodhoof wanted to get rid of the trouble-anyway, the current Minotaur was not fighting, and it was better to go to the Eastern Kingdom to show his muscles.

Stormwind's cavalry entered, led by an elderly warrior. The warrior was not handsome, but his face was resolute, and his eyes were bright and not cloudy at all. Dressed in Stormwind's signature blue armor, he didn't choose to wear a helmet and let his white hair flutter in the wind of the Wild West.

Seeing the drunken wind, the warrior jumped off his horse and walked like a lion.

"Drunken Wind, it's really you!"

Behind Drunken Wind, Cole Fury Totem was already dumbfounded: although this human looked old, his momentum was still above that of his Great Chieftain Kane Bloodhoof! This is a warrior at the pinnacle of legends!

As we all know, the various races on Azeroth have their own characteristics, which are fully reflected in the choice of profession and the growth of strength - for example, as a mage, the powerful blue dragon is a skilled spellcaster by nature; The next High Elves are also very strong in the use of magic; Then the human caster talent is average, but he is good at learning, so there are still some powerful spellcasters; Like a minotaur, as far as Zuifeng knows, there is not even a single mage.

Although the inauguration of the warrior is not so difficult compared with the noble mage, it has also received a huge impact on the talent of the race, the minotaur is known as the strongest warrior under the starry sky, and the adult males of the whole clan are less than 10,000, but they are basically above the sixth order, and the same warriors, the goblins have no warriors to reach the sixth order! When it comes to humans, a sixth-order warrior is enough to serve as a garrison officer in a place, and he is also qualified to command a squadron of five hundred people to fight in wartime. In other words, the unattainable strength of the goblin warriors and the squadron leader of the human warriors only correspond to ordinary minotaur warriors.

A legendary peak warrior of the Terrans, which made Cole awe-inspired, and rarely quieted down.

"Sir Lothar, it seems that you are in good health."

"Call me Anduin!" Anduin Lothar stretched out his fist and hammered Drunken Wind's round belly, "It's not thanks to you, my old bones can still see Stormwind standing on this land again." ”

"It's really a coincidence." Drunken Wind also smiled, "I can't watch a great warrior fall in front of me, can I?" And if it hadn't been for the sudden breaking of the sword, I'm sure you would have been able to clean up that orc. ”

"No, please don't say that." Before Anduin Lothar could answer, the adjutant behind him, Tulayan, spoke first, "Lord Drunkenwind, you saved Sir Lothar, and you are our great benefactor in Stormwind. ”

"Haha, Tulayan, why don't you blame me for promising the goblins to repair Stormwind?"

Tulayan's face was suddenly full of embarrassment.

In the Orc War, the goblins behaved as "robbing while the fire was burning", these green-skinned short men peddled food at a high price, but the Human Alliance had to pinch their noses to buy this batch of food, because the goblins claimed that humans would give it to the orcs if they didn't buy it. Although this made the Prince of Hot Sand the richest prince of goblin trade, it also completely offended the human race.

When Anduin Lothar received a message from Drunken Wind that he wanted to help rebuild Stormwind, everyone objected because of their disgust with goblins. Anduin Lothar, who had gone through a lot of life and death and was successful in his recovery, made a rare joke and did not say that it was a drunken proposal - of all the opponents, Tulayan was the loudest.

Amidst laughter, the Minotaurs, Goblins, Pandarens, and Stormwind knights ascended to the lands of the Wild West and headed for the Elwyn Forest.

"Thank you so much, Drunkenwind." Anduin Lothar couldn't help but thank you many times along the way, "I won't hide it from you, Stormwind City is in ruins right now, and the most lacking thing is the manpower to do the work, last year's winter was too cold, and now it's May, and the farmers of the Wild West and the Elwyn Forest have just planted their wheat." The Brotherhood of Stonemasons had promised to send people to restore and rebuild Stormwind as soon as possible, but when the land was revitalized and people were finally free, it could be next year. Now, with your help, we might be able to build Stormwind before this winter! ”

"Anduin, this is a mutually beneficial action: you can build your home quickly; The Minotaur warriors had advanced their pay last winter to survive the cold winter; The goblins earned their gold, and I gained the friendship of two great races. ”

Anduin Lothar smiled mysteriously at Drunkenwind's blunt answer: "Actually, there's another person in Stormwind, and he's been waiting for you for a long time!" You must take him away this time, I can't afford to serve this one anymore. ”

With a stomach full of doubts, Drunken Wind finally arrived in the Elwyn Forest, in front of the former site of Stormwind City.

"Hey, buddy! You're Anduin's reinforcements, aren't you? Hahaha, come on, don't run! ”