Stormwind God

Cross the Sador Bridge into the Arathi Highlands, just follow the road that bends westward and you will arrive at Stromgarde's main town, Whitewater Fort.

As the ancient capital of the Arathor Empire more than 2,000 years ago, as a thick dirt road that has been trampled by countless people, horses, and various livestock for thousands of years, at this moment, everyone who stares at the road will find the road shaking.

Not only that dirt road, the whole land was shaking and shaking, as if a glass of beer was being served to guests by a waiter. No, the whole Arathi Heights seemed to tremble slightly.

If you can look down from a high altitude, you will find that three people are running on the road.

The first group of soldiers and craftsmen were nearly ten thousand people. After a night's rapid march, they were less than twenty kilometers away from the rapids. The highland cavalry of the Whitewater Fortress are covering not far from them, and there are non-stop scouts exploring backwards.

Also a small number of Gryphon cavalry members joined the reconnaissance queue.

There was not a lot of people in the middle. There were only a few small rides and a carriage.

The last wave was the green sea of ​​orcs. At least 30,000 orcs rushed away less than half a kilometer away from the middle group of people, trying to catch up with the middle group of people and crush them to pieces.

It's not that the person in the middle is faster, but whenever a wolf cavalry approaches 300 meters behind the person in the middle, a long arrow will break through the arrow shining in the morning light, like a black shuttle, all The rays of light glide across it, with a sharp whistling, no matter if the comer dodges or blocks, he will surely hit his vitals and kill him.

In the back seat of the carriage, one person with one bow, blond hair flying, and the green ranger cloak is a banner. That banner represents a name that is well known among the tribes, Sylvanas!

In front of the entire team, a knight shining with sacred golden light all over held a banner. The pattern of the banner is very simple, just like a tornado-like blue storm.

For orcs, this banner is no stranger.

This represents another orc's deadly enemy, the human mage hero Duke Marcus.

Obviously there are more other flags on the alliance side, but only a few of them are remembered by simple-headed orcs. Duke's blue storm flag is the most impressive one.

They chased Duke so wildly that they didn't even find that they had deviated from the continent and rushed to the north of Arathi Highlands.

The orcs are stupid, and the Cavaliers who just joined Duke are not stupid.

What is Duke doing? Isn't it just to steer away the orcs and avoid the orcs catching up with the last retreating riparians?

Even though their pledge of allegiance had been sworn, their origins would not change, and their memories still lingered on their deep affection for the Arathi Highlands. In a burst of excitement, the blue storm flag in their eyes changed. He Ruo became the battle flag of King Soradin who shone on the battlefield two thousand and eight hundred years ago.

Duke's thin figure seemed to coincide with the legendary King Soradin.

Just as sublime and great.

One is selflessness across the clan and borders.

For the reproduction and future of the human race, they stood at the forefront of fighting foreign races without complaint.

The knights' eyes were quietly wet.

Soon, their wet eyes widened in fright.

In the middle of the sun, the vast mountains to the north of the Arathi Highlands have been covered by the sun's rays, and the mist of the morning mist has been broken, and all the scenery on the highlands have been stained with golden light. But in the far worse scenery, a huge human figure can be seen faintly.

"My lord! Can't go any further, there is one of the only forbidden grounds in Arathi Heights, there are ..." A knight summoned Duke.

Duke smiled secretly: "Are you talking about Fuzruk? I'm looking for it!"

The Cavaliers were completely dumbfounded.

what? Is my Lord looking for Fozruk's scum?

The sun was like a violent giant axe. With one axe, the clouds in the sky were split open and poured out on the earth.

Above the Arathi Highlands, there are green grass and spring flowers blooming throughout the highland grasslands.

But above the grass, a dazzling bright green covered the grass's natural green.

Tens of thousands of orcs wore newly created armors and went side by side, and the countless rough flags were reflected in the sight of Duke and his knights.

As always, ghost art symbols.

Each of them is painted with symbols that are generally intelligible only to orcs. From a cricket to a lion, axe, hammer, tattered or intact hammer, there is no repetition.

The only Duke recognized was a flag with black teeth.

After the Blacktooth clan ’s father, Black Hand, was killed by Anduin Lothar, Red and his brother Maim insisted that Orgrim had killed their father. They vowed to Grim's hands regained power and status that belonged to his father. Their idea has been publicly supported by many orcs. In order to avoid the civil war and show his conscience, Orgrim acquiesced in all this, and the Black Clan was born.

The Blackrock clan should be said to be the first clan that the orcs once had. They have so many warriors and are so powerful. Even after the split, it is still extremely powerful.

Orgrim took the most elite Blackstone Clan warriors to the Hinterlands, and the rest joined Red's Blackfang Clan.

The commander of the Southern Front tribe, Reid * Blackhand was riding a huge black battle wolf. He is quite confident of his reaction and force, with twelve guards, near the lined Duke and Duke's knights at high speed.

Until a hundred meters away, Red * Blackhand stood firm.

"Duke Marcus! Today is your death! Seeing that your coward is finally willing to face your death, I will not cut off your head as a booty. The first level of the conspirator is not worthy to be me Wuxun. "

Duke grinned his teeth, and secretly said in his heart: Nima, I was really underestimated!

Duke laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Want my head? You hit my servant Fuzruk before you say it."

Suddenly, not only Red, but the orcs far behind him felt the ground trembling. It was a huge footstep made by a single creature.

If there is such a heavy, thunderous footsteps, it must be an unimaginable giant.

Sure enough, in the vision of the orcs, an extremely large stone giant appeared in a calm and steadfast pace.

This giant is 30 meters tall, with a body made of metallic ore and a large number of stones. The huge fist clenched is the size of Red's chieftain's tent.

He is the Forbidden Stone Giant Frazker in Arathi Highlands! (To be continued.)

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