In fact, for the restlessness of the tribe and the alliance, drunken wind has long been expected. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Whether from the point of view of historical issues or from the point of view of competing for resources, it is impossible for the Union and the Horde to live in harmony.

Especially now that this oath is firmly in hold of Karim, the Horde and the Alliance have set their sights entirely on the Eastern Kingdoms.

It's no wonder that the two sides don't fight like this!

It was precisely because of the anticipation that Drunken Wind had already devised some plans - even the previous communication with Fao was part of this plan, but due to the changes in Lordaeron, the plan was postponed a little, and it was also because of Nomi that the conflict between the Horde and the Alliance broke out a little earlier......

But fortunately, it was still in time.

When two people don't like each other and end up fighting, what can be done to stop them?

It's very simple, just find a guy who they both look more unpleasant to.

And in Azeroth, there are really a few of them, and their names are the Elder Gods......

That's right, Drunken Wind has been dissatisfied with these tentacle monsters for a long time, whether it is Enzos who is doing things hard against the Emerald Dream, or Yugsaron who is afraid to do anything against the Lich King in Northrend, and even Cthun who lives in Angela and Ashaji who never stops when he dies, Drunken Wind is simply annoyed with these guys!

And the ultimate purpose of the oath is to protect Azeroth, so these hidden dangers must be removed!

Drunken Wind's plan is not complicated, since the Alliance and the Horde have too much energy to fight, then don't waste your energy, how good it is to fight the Elder Gods - as long as you achieve results, the oath will reward you!

Of course, it's not enough to just talk about it, it's also quite necessary to show your fists, so Zuifeng also specially called the Dragon Army, who dares to start infighting, and the oath will not be spared!

On the one hand, Drunken Wind notified the Green Dragon through the Emerald Dream Realm and asked the Red Dragon and the Blue Dragon to gather in the Dragon Sleep Temple, and on the other hand, with the help of Medivan, he quickly rushed to the Black Stone Mountain to organize the Black Dragon.

As for Medivan, his mission is to make a trip to Cinchero to find out what caused the destruction of the city.

Although the five-colored dragon suffered a lot of losses in the battle of Mount Hyjal, it still had a clear advantage in the face of the alliance and the Horde.

Under the layout of the drunken wind, the grassroots combat effectiveness of the oath is not very strong, but it occupies absolute air superiority. Not to mention the five-color dragon legion with huge advantages, just pulling out the bipedal dragon knight of the dark spear troll and the dragon eagle knight of the High Elves will give the tribe and alliance a headache.

The alliance is fine, at least there are dwarf flying machines and brute hammer dwarven griffins to support the scene, but the Horde's air power is basically zero, and the air power is only a group of troll spearmen.

It is precisely because of the superiority in the air that Zuifeng is confident that as long as the sword is immediately slashed, the alliance and the tribe will not dare to act rashly; As long as the terms of the oath are presented, orcs and humans will once again fight side by side!

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The weather in the wetlands is unpredictable.

The cold air of the Kazmodan Mountains to the southwest is often able to pass through the blockade of the Dan Ogaz Mountains, turning the entire wetland into a cold and cold place, and even the swamp may form a thin layer of ice flowers.

However, the next day, the warm air from Lake Locke will make the whole wetland humid and muggy, and what would have been hard ground may turn into mud.

And in addition to the strange and changeable weather, the wetlands have suffered a severe curse (in Grimbaatar) that normal people would find uncomfortable.

It is for this reason that although the wetlands are located next to the dwarves' homeland, there are few dwarves here, except for a small number of archaeological excavators and exiles.

But just because the dwarves themselves don't want to come doesn't mean that the dwarves like others to come......

Especially now that the tension has become high, Brian Copperbeard is not wandering around but obediently staying at Ironforge, which speaks volumes about the urgency of the situation.

Now, the Dwarven Hill Guards have also set out, and they have formed a defensive line to the west of Orgrimmar.

In this line of defense, dwarves and gnomes are mixed, steam locomotives are the main body of the defense line, a large number of trenches are combined with dwarven mortars equipped with fragments, and there are also magical defenses arranged by black iron dwarves, which can be described as impregnable.

That's right, the brothers are against the wall, and with the help of the tribe's gods, the return of the Black Iron Dwarves has been incredibly smooth (of course, Magni's love for his daughter is also part of the reason).

Dressed in thick armor and carrying a heavy shield on his back, Jerry, a warrior of the Hill Guard, was out of breath at this time.

It's not that this dwarf's physical fitness is not up to par, it's really that there is a problem with the wetland.

"Hey, Tom, do you still have any wine there?" Jerry shook his head, which was dizzy from the stuffiness, "Give me a bite, I'm going to faint!" ”

"Come on, little bastard." Tom carried his war hammer on his shoulder, his face full of disbelief, "Who doesn't know you, these days you have been begging for wine everywhere, saying that you have a sip and a sip of light, I really can't believe that the Copperbeard Family has such a shameless appearance as you!" ”

"Eh, you can't say that!" In the face of the accusation, Jerry didn't get angry, but patted his chest with a smile, "Can you be shameless about drinking?" Isn't this because the mobilization was too hasty and the supply of alcohol was insufficient? Don't bully me for being a recruit, I've inquired before, and the Hill Guard has three times as much spirits! I wouldn't have come here if I hadn't had enough drinks here - how nice it would have been to bury myself in the snow and sleep in Danmorrow! ”

Looking at the young dwarf in front of him with a muttered dissatisfaction, Tom smiled a little.

"Okay, young man, don't complain, we are on guard duty, you know our rules, drink less when on guard, we are responsible for the rest of the troops in the rear!"

Hearing Tom say this, Jerry could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, there was no wine, and the weather was still so hot, he decided to untie his armor and relax.

"Alas~ don't take off your armor, we're on a mission."

Hearing Tom stop himself again, Jerry finally grimaced.

"I can't take it anymore, damn it - I'm not one of those black iron dwarves, I'm going to faint in this weather!"

This time, instead of preaching, Tom untied a quaint flask from his waist.

"Okay, just one bite! I don't have much stock either! ”

Jerry looked up, and it looked like the smiling old dwarf had finally taken the flask.

"Eh, just take a sip when you say it, don't drink it!"

At this moment, in the low bushes not far away, shadows were approaching - the two dwarves, who were worried about the wine, were completely unaware that the danger had arrived.

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The sterilization of the master and son is basically successfully completed, and I don't have to hold the master to run to the pet hospital to change the dressing from tomorrow, so tomorrow is five watches, in order to celebrate!