Stormwind God

Duke wailed in his heart, and groaned: Not every man is called Anoswasinger.

Alas, in general, Azeroth is still a world with poor medical care and harsh natural environment. Babies who are not particularly strong can't live as adults at all.

In a sense, the average physique of modern people is far inferior to that of adults in medieval Europe.

Said far away.

"Cough." Duke coughed a few times before breathing out.

Muradin glanced around: "Go, go back to our base and talk again."

The dwarf really got out of the ground. No one would have imagined that under the moist muddy swamp, the dwarf still opened countless tunnels.

It is not simply reinforced with wooden boards, but with standard beams and columns, and tunnels with slate as the top wall.

Looking at the water dripping from time to time, and quite lowly by human standards, Muradin apologized directly: "Sorry, my friend, we didn't mean to wrong you, after all, it was built according to the standards of dwarves. "

The most majestic dwarf will not be more than one meter sixty. Therefore, at a height of one meter and eighty meters, the dwarf already feels comfortable.

It hurts the big guy, Gavenlad, and he has to follow the cat on his waist.

Walking in the tunnel, everyone passed away. Only Marianne used the magic with a bit of disgust. She covered the entire top wall, walls and ground with frost elements to ensure that the places she walked through were relatively clean.

Muradin frowned, saying nothing.

Walking and chatting along the way, Duke finally knew why Muradin was here.

At the beginning of the alliance, Muradin remained in Lordaeron as the highest representative of the Bronzebeard dwarf in the alliance. Try to get support for your country as much as possible.

Muradin soon discovered that, in fact, he only needed to deal with Duke. Because as long as his request is not excessive, even if Duke goes to other human kingdoms for extortion, he will get the Bronzebeard dwarf and use his own fleet to send it directly to the meeting point on the north coast of Ironforge.

Medicines, food, and even iron ore.

Duke has done as much as an ally can.

One or two, Muradin and Duke also became very close friends.

Recently, the league has turned to defend, and Muradin can't sit still, leaving the work to his deputy. He rushed back to Ironforge. In the case that Magni could not deploy more manpower to him, the second brother of the Bronzebeard's family relied on his dozens of friends to attack everywhere, attacking the mines controlled by the orcs, and rescued a large number of fellow citizens .

Then, relying on these rescued compatriots, they organized a rebel army in the wetlands and attacked the orcs.

Duke couldn't help laughing: "I thought why there were flying dragons all over the sky, but I was really searching for you!"

Duke felt like he was lying down.

Muradin showed no weakness: "Not yet to prepare in advance? When you attack the Sador Bridge, we can meet you from the south!"

Duke smiled bitterly.

After walking for more than half an hour, he finally arrived at the Welga excavation site in the wetland of the resistance base of Muradin.

Unlike the later excavation site full of mess, here is just the dwarf's excavation site. Numerous potholes and intricate terrain have caused orcs to break their brains.

For the orcs, the dwarves are more troublesome than the marmots that love to punch holes. The orcs temporarily gave up here, in a sense it was a dwarf liberation area.

In the huge cave, the dwarf here noticed the guests brought by Muradin, as well as Windressa and Marianne in the line.

The eyes of a dwarf became shiny: "Oh beautiful elf lady! And two people at a time."

The dwarf ran over, and bowed in an awkward posture: "Falsted Dragon Catcher is willing to work for two, Lady Elf!"

Note that this guy is only saluting in front of Windysa.

Duke only reacted at this time. Before him, the high elves of Quel'Thalas were the only foreign ally the dwarves really trusted. Of course, this doesn't fully explain why Farsted concentrated all of his energy on Veressa, not only him, but most of the dwarves focused on Veressa, obviously a group of dwarves thought Veressa was very charming.

Uh, did you forget who?

Aside, Marianne was on her hips, with the words ‘Unhappy’ written on her face.

Duke quickly rounded off the field: "Okay, well, for your liberation cause, we still have to do business first."

The group of five ignored this episode and came to a more hidden small cave in the big cave. When entering, it was very narrow and there was a huge gate. According to Muradin, it could even isolate the dragon's breath.

When he came to Muradin's Resistance Command and saw the flag representing the orcs on the sand table, Ducre immediately realized that the situation was more troublesome than he thought.

He saw many small flags near the Grim Batol fortress controlled by the orcs at this moment.

Muradin introduced Duke one by one.

"Those abominable greenskins have long known that this day will come. Ever since Orgrim and the Horde suffered a tragic defeat under Lordaeron. The Horde's forces began to gather near here. See, this is all a Horde Of the second-class clan, each clan ranging from 10,000 to 30,000 people, are basically adult orcs. This is steel teeth, that is digging teeth, that is a broken axe. "

Duke narrowed his eyes.

Without the Red Dragon Army, it wouldn't take long for the victorious Alliance troops to advance to the Khaz Modan area.

Yes, the Lordaeron League may have to work hard to reach here, but Duke has no doubt that the Alliance can do it. Duke could almost imagine a coalition army gathering north of the Sador Bridge.

However, as long as the Horde is still the chief of Orgrim, it will be imagined that if the Alliance wants to further weaken the orcs before the army launches an attack. The easiest way is: kill the Red Dragon Queen, or rescue her.

And the clumsy Lordaeron Rogue has sounded the alarm for the orcs.

This is at least ten times more severe than the rescue operation in history. Now more than 100,000 orcs can't get Grim Batol around.

Even if these second-line clans have at least half the combat power of Blackrock and Warsong clan orc warriors, they are not much better than ordinary human soldiers, but that is not 100,000 pigs ...

"Duke, you said you want to save the Red Dragon Queen? Are you sure? If you are sure, a thousand elites here can attack you for a while." The magnificent Muradin, when a friend has absolutely nothing to say, knows at a glance It's the kind of guy who is willing to go to the sea for his brother. (To be continued.)