Looking back suddenly, before I knew it, many people who should have died in battle early were saved by Duke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without Duke, Tulayan was supposed to counterattack Draeno after the second Dark Gate, missing with the big explosion. Eight times out of ten, nine times it is hanging.

If Kalia hadn't been hidden, then Kalia, who had completely lost hope in life, would have chosen to live in seclusion after the destruction of Lordaeron. The scattered Lordaerons will fight their own battles, composing a tragic and touching death war song step by step:

The mad Scarlet Crusaders will be born.

Saidan Dasohan will be robbed of his body by the Dreadlord and wreak havoc on all directions.

Abidis would die tragically in the Valley of the Hearth.

And Alessandros Mograini is even more tragic, he will be killed by his own son Renault. Tricked by the Dreadlord in the guise of Saidan Dathohhan, Renaud deceived his father and left the elder Mograini in the trap of the Scourge and eventually exhausted. Renault picks up the Ember Messenger and kills his own father.

Although Renault's fall also has the root of old Mograine's bane, but throughout the ages, killing one's father or something has always belonged to the deepest and deepest sorrow.

and Queen Xi beside her, at this point in history, she is already a death banshee, restrained by Arthas like a dog, instead of still having bright skin and a hearty and proud expression, jumping around herself.

Thinking that this time if he didn't do well, he would destroy the world, Duke let out a long breath of turbidity, and secretly felt fierce in his heart—you damn it, Akmund, you must die!

Duke's inadvertent appearance of pressure was seen by the two queens at the same time.

Gianna's eyes rolled, and just as she was thinking of something, she caught a glimpse of the salute flower pinned to her breastplate.

That's right, that's a little white flower for a funeral.

She deliberately didn't stay there, just to remind herself of the enmity between her father and brother.

Pursing her lips vigorously, Gianna was half a step slower after all when Sylvanas caught up with Duke.

But......

She doesn't regret it.

At this moment, Mount Hyjal has become a huge pre-war construction site.

At the foot of the mountain, the onlookers watched with pain as the rude orcs cut down the hundred-year-old trees, using the thick trees as pillars for the huge bunkers, sharpening the slightly smaller branches, and sticking them upside down into the ground as antlers.

Orc-style towers of arrows rose from the ground, and taller, more slender trolls deftly climbed up. They shoved large pieces of iron from the goblins in the direction of the outer edge of the tower as a shield for their own cover, and then lined up the muskets provided by the humans into their handy positions. The tip of the spear made of stainless steel glistens in the twilight.

At the pass, the two wings of the vast ground are enclosed by stakes and thick ropes, on which are inserted signs made of various languages, and even scrawled images of goblins.

Grom carried his love axe [Blood Roar] and muttered, "Sal, I don't believe those dwarfs at all. Although their skin is also green, look at it, since noon, that group of idiots has blown up more than a dozen of their own people. ”

Sal patted the senior's shoulder, who was almost alive: "Grom." First, it wasn't orcs who died, nor trolls or minotaurs. Second, they themselves are not afraid of death, so should we worry about them......"

Before Sal could finish speaking, there was a loud "boom!" from there.

At least half a dozen goblins were blasted into the sky, then disintegrated into green and red parts, evenly scattered across a radius of 100 meters.

Then the nearby goblins raised their mouths and watched their companions die like fireworks, and even whistled a few of them.

Without the orc's accusation, a goblin sitting on top of a three-person-tall thick iron robot directly raised his iron horn and scolded, and his sharp and ugly voice could be heard within a radius of hundreds of meters.

"Frank! I said, don't let those idiots run to the same place where the mines were planted!and—I repeat, don't eat cigars while the mines were being laid!!"

The goblins below looked at their boss with a puzzled and amused expression.

The goblin was furious: "Bastard, who else dares not listen to me!

This time, the group of goblins below suddenly all of them seemed to have been whipped as if they had been whipped fiercely, and they all obeyed their orders as if they were facing a great enemy.

Over there, Grom slapped his head, and the expression was clearly telling Sal - look!

Thrall couldn't help but bared his teeth, but he changed his words: "But...... If there is a future in this world, I will consider bringing goblins into the tribe. ”

"Huh!?" exclaimed, even someone as bold as Grom.

Thrall pulled out two axes from the chest beside him.

One was a rough stone axe made of sharp stones and thick branches.

One is a steel axe with an icy cold light on the blade, and at a glance you know that it is a killing weapon.

"One is what we can do now, and the other is what humans have just given us. What I want to say, you understand. ”

Grom was silent.

The backwardness of the orcs in the field of forging and metallurgy, he knows best. In the more than ten years that he has lived in the Tirisfal Glade, an axe forged by a black iron dwarf, even if it has broken many holes, is still a treasure in the eyes of orc soldiers.

The most exaggerated thing is that an axe has changed a full fifteen owners, and none of them have been eliminated.

Why?

Compared to the stone axes and stone hammers that are crushed by humans, of course, the sturdy dwarven products are more trustworthy.

In the final analysis, isn't this the backwardness of science and technology?

If you fall behind, you will be beaten, this is inevitable!

Woking stepped up and dispelled Grom's last extravagant hopes with one sentence: "It has taken eight thousand years for the trolls to prove what a sad end it is to fight a higher civilization with flesh and blood." The continent of Lordaeron, which you ravaged fourteen years ago, and the capitals of those human kingdoms that you destroyed, were all once the territory of the Amani Troll Empire. ”

Grom no longer objected.

Sal set the tone for the matter: "Those things will be talked about later." Now the Burning Legion is our true enemy. We are now fighting not for the Alliance, but for the survival of the Horde. Since Duke Marcus treats us with sincerity, we will surely return the favor with a warrior's gift. ”

"Understood!" replied in unison from several of the tribe's top executives.

It's just that, looking at the noisy goblins, Thrall was thoughtful.

Late at night, the tribes at the foot of the mountain and the alliance on the mountainside were still preparing for war all night under the lights.

Duke suddenly receives an urgent call from Sylvanas.

"Second sister is in a hurry! Come on!" Lilath nervously informed Duke.

Who knows, as soon as he entered Queen Xi's tent, Duke was hit by an arrow in the knee.