Stormwind God

"All the way north!" Listening to the reports of Windrunner's sisters, Duke looked at the military map and stroked his chin to think.

"Orgrim is awesome." Windsor, who also saw Orgrim's plot, sent the same emotion.

"Now knowing that the tribe's goal is Quel'Thalas, we should march in a hurry and rush to the tribe." Sylvanas patted the table.

As soon as she finished speaking, she found that everyone else had a ‘you speak well, but meaningless’ expression.

Aurelia shook her head: "This is where Orgrim is wise. We can't grasp the movement of the tribe's main force, then we are likely to be ambushed during the rapid march. The tribe's strength is far above us. Once ambushed, That is all over. "

"We can expand the scope of the reconnaissance," Queen Greek suggested impassively.

Aurelia still shook her head: "Simple warning does not make sense. Now, with this strength comparison, as long as we fight with the tribe in the wild, we are the complete defeat."

No one knows exactly how many trolls joined the tribe. The latest information is that at least three troll clans have joined. The number of trolls in each clan has always been a mystery.

In the worst case, 30,000 people from Duke met 100,000 tribal troops. Even if these people are brave, they are still just serving food. This is not a joke, because this tribe has the strongest hero in the tribe.

Orgrim, Gul'dan, Qur'gal, Zuluhed, Talon * Gorefiend ...

Regardless of whether Gul'dan will do his best, even if Gul'dan really uses 20% of his power, Duke is a mortal end, and there is no great chance that he cannot be resurrected. After all, Gul'dan is a super master of the magic of death taboo. When Duke didn't want to have a chance to hook up with Aurelia, he was arrested as a ghoul or a frost lich ...

"Then I'll get the Ranger's Ranger back?" Sylvanas said unwillingly.

Duke still shook his head: "No matter how much you have to win against the same trolls who are also good at jungle warfare, this loss of energy and physical strength alone is enough to put you at an absolute disadvantage. They all shine, and they will not know where the tribe's main force is. "

Windsor gritted his teeth. "It would be nice if Wildhammer's Air Force came early. At least we can compete with the tribal dragons."

Duke nodded: "I've sent a message to Kurdran. He promised to send us a griffin squadron within three days."

"Huh, this is the only good news."

"However, our blockade of intelligence has not been lifted. My people have found more and more troll hunters near the camp." Windsor said another thing.

Duke groaned. Now, whether you go in or stay, you have to take great risks. If this 30,000-strong unit is always stagnant, and it may have aroused Orgrim's interest, it would not be impossible to have an urgent march against them. All motives still depend on changes in the state of affairs. Once close enough to the tribe's main force, Orgrim will never mind eating this human tail first.

"We will return to the foot of the Hinterlands first, and I can resolve the matter at the latest the day after tomorrow."

Alleria opened her bright eyes: "How to solve it?"

"Dear Miss Aurelia Windrunner, are you interested in traveling with me to Dun Morogh?"

what! ? What the hell?

Dun Morogh Tourism?

Dun Morogh is the area where Ironforge of the Southern Dwarf is located. The dwarves are guarding their main city there. It can be said that the entire Dun Morogh is a tribe.

Why did Duke suddenly say to travel to Dun Morogh?

When Alleria opened her mouth and was about to say something, Duke ran a forefinger on her red lips. Well, the fingers are stuck on those gorgeous red lips, and the touch is quite good.

"Don't ask, believe me, just follow me. I promise I won't let you, the windrunner."

Some things are like this, the former Aurelia will surely give Duke a headshot. But now, Aurelia often chooses to trust Duke.

However, Queen Greek was upset, and she asked Duke with her hips folded: "Hey! Don't forget, there is a windrunner here! Why take the older sister?"

Duke grinned: "There must be a windrunner who is responsible for the reconnaissance and enemies of the camp!"

Sylvanas was almost furious, and Duke was clearly a fake public servant.

Unfortunately, she also knew that if she went, she would not cooperate with Duke so much.

"You remember to me! Hum!" Sylvanas shook his head and left: "I'm going on patrol."

Duke didn't open the portal this time. It's not a good place to open the portal. Because Duke didn't have a fixed coordinate at all. This requires Duke to use his brain and system to lock in space.

What everyone didn't expect was that Duke beckoned and asked Vanessa to come over.

"Me?" Vanessa was a little dazed.

"I need a smart and trustworthy thief."

When she heard the word "trustworthy", Vanessa, who was still a little girl, suddenly ran past Duke. Then Vanessa was a little regretful.

Because Duke clasped her claws to her waist, in fact, Duke was holding one right and the other holding him. Vanessa on the left and Aurelia on the right.

Without giving them too much time to struggle with shyness, Duke opened the teleportation directly.

The dazzling blue-purple arcane glory turned into a ring of dozens of mysterious rune ribbons in the air and began to rotate continuously. With the large amount of arcane energy overflowing, the two girls felt the surrounding scenes a little confused and Not true.

A small opening was ripped in the space, and suddenly, an invincible force sucked them in.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh", the more knowledgeable Alleria is better. Vanessa Little was so frightened that she hugged Duke tightly.

Only then did Duke realize that Vanessa had developed so well ...

Say nothing, instill Medivh's temperament directly on yourself, at least don't make a fool of yourself.

This is not a transmission in the traditional sense. The transmission between the main cities of the major kingdoms has relatively fixed spatial coordinates and stable spatial structures.

This was a teleportation with a temporarily locked target, so it was more laborious.

Duke quickly found Ironforge of the Bronzebeard Dwarf King City, and quickly sought his own target.

Fortunately, the gadget was also very large, and Duke found it without spending a lot of energy.

That was Norrie Morgan, a 35-level copy of the previous game, and now is the hometown where the gnome was forced to give up.

Once upon a time, the dwarves of Ironforge and the gnomes of Norrie Morgan, despite their better relationship, would not live under the same roof. Because a certain gnome died, his hometown collapsed. Various monsters ran out, killing all the surviving gnomes.

Most of the remaining ones have become leprosy gnomes. Well, it is right to think of them as a kind of neuropathic gnome.

Looking at the strange scene before her, Alleria was a little confused: "What are we doing here?"

"Let's find the‘ demon monster ’.”

"Scared?" (To be continued.)

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