Anomaly Of Warcraft

From the Dark Portal through the Elwynn Forest, from the East Valley to the Redridge Mountains, and across the Redridge Mountains into the Burning Plains, Morgan's Point is stuck at the main passage from the Redridge Mountains to the Burning Plains.

How can the orcs tolerate the throat being stuck, so when the orcs entered the Burning Plains the first day, the offensive against Morgan's sentry has not stopped.

Unfortunately, Cheng is also the big cousin, and defeat is also the big cousin.

Morgan sentry was built behind a steep rocky cliff, and there was only an 18-fold path to go up, which was easy to defend and hard to attack. The warlords of the burning plains of the orcs are not stupid, and they will not force the warriors of the tribe to use their flesh and blood against the endless falling rocks. Therefore, it is time for the Dragonmaw clan to play again.

However, the skies of Scorching Gorge and Burning Steppes belong to the Black Dragonflight.

The black dragon prince Nefarian knew his father's tactics, so he allowed the orcs to pass through the Blackrock Tower into the Searing Gorge, and then went north to work in Khakaz Modan, but never allowed the red dragon and the orcs to pry into the mystery of the Blackrock Tower.

Without assistance from the sky, the orcs' attacks were powerful but not fatal. While the Morgan Militia was absorbing the survivors of Stormwind, while struggling to support them, the nail was firmly nailed to the lifeline of the tribe.

Recently, due to the return of the orcs' troops northward to Lordaeron, the power struggle between Orgrim and Reid Blackhand has become increasingly fierce. The orcs did not even have the time to send troops to continue to suppress Morgan's sentry. Carlos and his party have nothing to worry about. Arrived at the destination.

"His Royal Highness Carlos, and Your Excellency Brian, your arrival has made this small camp radiant."

The old acquaintance Steve Watson put on a combat attire, and the repair marks of the sword and axe on the half-length armor were clearly visible, which was obviously not what he looked like.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Watson, you are not only a successful businessman, but also a great fighter."

Carlos nodded in greeting, and then praised with a pun.

"Everything is for sacred revenge. Madam has been waiting for your majesty's presence for a long time, but for a king, due etiquette is necessary. We have prepared some hot food and tents. Please your majesty and your warriors to rest first. moment."

Steve Watson finished speaking, bowed, and left the scene to arrange food and accommodation for Carlos and his party.

"How does he know we will come and when?"

Brian Bronzebeard looked at Carlos suspiciously.

"Speaking will come, you take it seriously."

Carlos shrugged his shoulders, slackened his muscles, and prepared to accept Steve Watson's hospitality. Take a good rest first.

Brian Bronzebeard thought about Carlos's words, suddenly realized it, and laughed hahaha.

As for the onlookers of the Morgan Militia, Carlos and his soldiers didn't care.

Long-distance travel is the most exhausting energy. Originally, Carlos just wanted to take a nap, but when he opened his eyes again, it was almost midnight.

Walking out of the tent, the sky was already crimson.

Burning plains and searing gorges are formed by the mighty power of Ragnaros, Lord of the Balrogs. Volcanoes and lava are the main theme of this land. Even because of Ragnaros’s deep sleep, many volcanoes on this land subsided, the magma solidified, and the climate of the burning plain was still hot.

Breathing the air containing volcanic ash, Carlos smelled red and black.

It is red when it flows, and black when it dries up, carrying hope, but also bringing destruction, the smell of blood.

"Your Majesty, drink some water, the air here is terrible, dry and unpleasant."

Seeing Carlos leaving the tent, the chief guard immediately walked up with a water bag.

The crimson sky hides the black mountains in it, and from a distance, the sky and the mountains are all in one. However, even in such a night, Heishi Mountain is still different from other mountains and is clearly visible.

Because the Black Rock Tower that stands in the sky divides the field of vision and cuts through the sky.

Without rejecting the kindness of his subordinates, Carlos took a sip, and found that the water in the water sac was slightly sweet, and asked curiously.

"There is a deep well in the back mountain of Morgan's Outpost, which is a sweet well."

Nodded, Carlos stopped talking. Even if it seems that the two sides are in a cooperative relationship, the heart of defense is still necessary, and the most appropriate way is to eat and live together.

"How is Ashcandy now?"

Looking at the sky, it was very boring. After standing for a while, Carlos motioned to the chief guard to return to the tent with him.

"That bird...Arakkoa, contacted once after nightfall."

The missionary Ashkandi refused to go to the human settlement with Carlos, leaving only the contact information and promised to contact once a day. If Carlos needs his power, he will appear. No need, just let Carlos shouldn't stop him from continuing to trouble the ogre.

"That's good, it's no better than imposing. What do you think of the Morgan Militia organization."

Carlos asked.

"A mixture of fish and dragons. There are veterans who have experienced many battles, and there are also farmers who don't know how to hold swords. If it weren't for the special terrain here, with our current people, I could defeat them on the plain."

The Chief Guard commented unceremoniously.

"They have at least a thousand people."

Carlos said pointedly.

"There are more than a thousand of them, and there must be a base camp in places we don't know. Although we won in the north, the orcs are definitely not softhearted. With these thousand defenses, it does not take five days to break this place."

The chief guard believed that he was a qualified professional soldier, so he almost made a positive judgment.

Carlos also didn't believe that this was the full strength of Mrs. Morgan, and he nodded nonchalantly, and took out a pair of Gwent cards to play with his head of guard.

At noon the next day, rushing to the meal, the orcs sent two teams of centuries to push the catapult to carry out routine suppression.

"Your Majesty, the Morgan Militia actually quarreled."

The chief guard reported to Carlos.

"what?"

Carlos became puzzled.

"That Mr. Steve Watson is not here. The Morgan Militia is now in command by a guy named Julius. But it seems that his prestige is insufficient. Some people want us to participate in this defense, while Julius is Rejected on the grounds that we are Mrs. Morgan’s distinguished guests, and the two groups are quarreling."

"Hahaha."

Reading without a smile, Carlos gave the order.

"Let the gang of turtles see the difference between the regular army and the militia regiment, and prepare the whole army. Let us give them some majesty, as a meeting ceremony for them."

"Yes, my majesty."

When the head guard heard this, the whole person became excited.

Walking out of Carlos's tent, pulling out the horn around his waist, he blew the command of the highest combat readiness.

The bleak and stern horn echoed at the guard post. The orders of the militia were different from Alterac. Many people were at a loss. However, some of the scattered soldiers of the former Stormwind Kingdom felt a sense of tears streaming down their faces.

The command of the alliance was formulated by Anduin Lothar, who directly followed many of the traditional commands of the Stormwind Kingdom when formulating it.

"This trumpet?"

Julius waved his hand to stop his subordinates from continuing to argue and listened.

[Hurry up and kill, not leave one! 】

This is the trumpet for a decisive charge!

Which idiot is blowing on J8?

As the highest commander of the Morgan Militia at this moment, Julius is angry. Isn't this a mess?

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