Grom Hellscream led their Warsong Clan warriors to defeat the demigod Cenarius and the Sentinel troops led by the other party. Now, they returned to the night elf village where the spring was found in Ashenvale and established a Their new camp. They are currently here to relieve the pain after the battle and at the same time recharge their batteries, ready to wait for an opportunity to fight again!
Well, to put it bluntly, after they drank the demon's blood and killed the night elves and demigods, the effectiveness of the demon's blood began to slowly weaken. They were now a little weak and tired, and needed a good rest. , when they are almost recovered, they will take drugs again, and then go shopping with those night elves!
Facts have proven that these orc warriors who drank the blood of demons have enough power to defeat those seemingly powerful night elves!
Their violent attacks can often directly chop the elf sentries into pieces together with the night sabers under the opponent's seat with a single slash! Their charges and collisions only require one, and they can directly smash the opponent's formation into pieces! Even for the forest demigod, the natural defense the other party relied on was reduced to paper. In the end, he suffered under the bloody roar of their chief Grom Hellscream...
Facts have proven that as long as they have enough power, even demigods can be killed by their orcs! And the power lies in their current camp. As long as the Warsong Clan continues to sit on this spring, perhaps, with the power of the Warsong Clan alone, they can finally defeat the night elves and win? In this regard, the orc warriors, who are simple-minded and simple-minded, are full of hope for the future of the tribe!
While Grom Hellscream was discussing with his senior warriors of the Warsong Clan, preparing to decide on the next night elf camp to attack, a discordant laughter suddenly sounded in the forest outside.
"Hahaha... Stupid orcs, I finally found you! Hahaha..."
The Abyss Demon King Mannoroth led two demon guards and broke into the warning circle of the Warsong clan camp. He laughed loudly and watched the red-eyed, bloodthirsty orc warriors surrounding him. .
However, Mannoroth just looked at them without any concern, his eyes full of contempt. He was now confident and didn't mind at all that these orcs had surrounded him.
Now it seems that the Dread Lord's strategy is indeed quite effective. These powerful and bloodthirsty orc warriors have now entered his urn and can no longer escape from the palm of Mannoroth!
"As expected, it's no wonder...Devil! If I guessed correctly, it was you who put the blood into this well water, and then let people lure us here and drink it, right? Bar?"
Hearing the strange movement outside, Grom rushed out of a night elf tree house with his blood roar and several followers. With just one glance, he saw the tall and ferocious figure surrounded by orc warriors. It was a powerful and ferocious demon - the Abyss Demon King!
"Hehehe... You are right! Although this is the plan of that little insect Tichondrius, it is not impossible for you to regard all this as my doing. Hehehe..."
Abyss Demon King Mannoroth looked at Grom Hellscream with Blood Roar with some admiration. He was very satisfied with this orc chief!
In fact, even he himself did not expect that after drinking the demon blood in his body, this orc would still have the strength to kill a demigod! This really surprised him! That's why he couldn't wait to come here, ready to receive these orcs.
"Enough talking nonsense! So, now, orcs! I, Mannoroth, am here to announce: From now on, all the warriors of your clan will be taken over by me, Mannoroth! Hahaha..."
Mannoroth waved his halberd and laughed wildly. He only paid a small amount of blood, but finally gained such a powerful group of violent orc warriors. No deal would be more cost-effective than this one.
"Demon! Don't even think about it! Warriors, follow my orders and come with me to chop these three demons into pieces!"
Seeing this demon trying to control himself and his Warsong clan, Grom became anxious. He quickly raised his Gorehowl and ordered the orc warriors to attack with him! In front of them, what came to their camp was just a seemingly powerful abyss lord and two demon guards. Grom felt that they had a good chance of defeating each other!
"You guys...what's going on?"
Looking at the tangled, confused, or dull faces of the warriors of the clan, Grom, who was clenching the blood roar with both hands and preparing to charge, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He had just given the order, warrior. Why do they stay there so deafly?
"Hehehe... It seems that you still don't understand... Is the blood of Mannoroth so delicious? Since you drink it, you will accept my control forever and burn for us. Legion fight!"
The reason why these orcs surrounding the Abyss Lord did not attack immediately, but stayed in place one by one, was because Mannoroth had just used the power of demon blood to directly control them. Now, they are just a group of violent puppets under Mannoroth, and they are also the most obedient and good at fighting!
"No! Devil, don't even think about it! I will definitely kill you!"
Unexpectedly, this was the result. Anger instantly filled Grom's chest. He began to burst out with all his strength, preparing to charge and deliver a fatal blow to the abyss demon, just like killing the forest demigod not long ago. The same time!
"Hmph! You still want to resist? Just kneel down and beg for my mercy, my new pet!"
After Mannoroth snorted twice with disdain, he narrowed his eyes slightly and began to use the demonic blood control ability on the strongest orc warrior. In just a moment, the opponent had to drop his weapon and kneel down. Kneel down.
"No...what exactly did you do to me?"
After kneeling on the ground, Grom held his head with both hands and tried to struggle to get up to attack. Unfortunately...the inexplicable evil force had already controlled him in his body, and he couldn't even fight. He couldn't stand up again, let alone raise a weapon to fight back.
"Oh? You still want to resist now? It's interesting..."
"So, after using my power to defeat the night elves, I now order you to attack the orcs themselves. What do you think of this proposal? Is it fair? Hahahaha..."
Abyss Lord Mannoroth began to laugh wildly again. He thought his idea was very good, so he just let this group of violent orcs turn around and attack their own tribe. Anyway, they could kill as many as they could, and he wouldn't kill them all. How distressed!
"No……"
Grom was almost lying on the ground. His own consciousness was constantly being washed away by those violent forces. He began to become more and more confused, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier. In the end, everything fell silent... He, Now it has been completely controlled by the demon Mannoroth...
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In the hidden valley of Ashenvale, in the vanguard camp of the Burning Legion, when the Dread Lord Tichondrius was wondering why he couldn't find Mannoroth, when he was doubting and wondering, he discovered that Mannoroth's The two demon guards walked straight back from the camp.
"You two, come here! Let me ask you, where is your leader Mannoroth? Why can't I find him?"
The Fear Lord subconsciously felt that these two demon guards who had just returned from the outside seemed to know where their big leader had gone.
"Lord Mannoroth just went to receive the group of orcs. After seeing what happened without us, we came back first."
The two demon guards replied to the Dread Lord impatiently. They were the demon guards of the Abyss Lord, and they were not under the control of this big bat!
"Take, accept the orcs? Those Warsong clan orcs who drank the spring water? Why did Mannoroth want to accept them?"
Tichondrius felt very puzzled. This seemed different from what they had planned before.
Wasn't it agreed upon that the orcs should be allowed to attack the night elves as they pleased? There is no need to accept control, they will fight by themselves, right? What does Mannoroth want to do? There is nothing to do now. Those orcs will also go to the night elves to cause trouble. Isn't it unnecessary for him to do this? Or is it that the big guy is panicking?
"How do we know what the leader is thinking? However, before we came back, Lord Mannoroth had already issued an order for the orcs to turn around and attack the orc camp!"
After saying that, the two demon guards, who were already very impatient, turned around and left, no longer caring about the Dread Lord who was in a sluggish state.
"..."
After hearing this, Tichondrius was completely stunned! He didn't know what words to use to describe that idiot Mannoroth!
Now, the orcs of the Warsong Clan are fighting well against the night elves. Can't we just let them continue to fight like this? On the one hand, it can continue to consume the vitality of the night elves; on the other hand, it will further deepen the hatred between the two sides, making the conflict between the orc tribe and the night elves bigger and the fight more brutal! Isn't this great?
And now, Mannoroth, that idiot whose strength is inversely proportional to his brains, actually controls the orcs of the Warsong clan without permission, and then in turn lets them attack the orc tribe? What kind of trouble is he trying to make? Is he a spy sent by the night elves? Or maybe his IQ has dropped to the point where it's on par with the quilboar people in Kalimdor?
…
At the same time, Archimonde, who is far away in the King's City of Lordaeron on the eastern continent, has no idea what the situation is like on the other side of Kalimdor, nor does he know the Abyss Demon King he is optimistic about. Mannoroth was so stupid that he completely messed up the plan carefully planned by the Dread Lord Tichondrius to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight...
He, Archimonde, had no time to think about anything else. He had just rushed back to the Royal City of Lordaeron from Stratholme and immediately summoned the two Dreadlords Aneseron and Desai who were still stranded in Lordaeron. Locke, the death knight Arthas and the legendary lich Kel'Thuzad, as well as some senior generals who have been sent over by the Burning Legion.
He had been beaten for hundreds of rounds by a little girl who opportunistically treated her like a sandbag in Stratholme, and had been holding back his anger. Now he urgently needed to divert his hatred and speed up his original plan. He no longer wants to wait too long here in the Eastern Continent. He wants to reach Kalimdor as soon as possible and get the more powerful power he needs, which is the Well of Eternity!
"Arthas! Tomorrow, you will lead an army of 200,000 undead to clean up the Silverpine Forest and the human kingdom of Gilneas. I need you to turn all the living people in these two places into undead before the end of winter. , and then bring it back to me, do you understand, little bug?"
Archimonde is in a very bad mood now because of a certain little girl, very bad! Now it's best to pray that no one will touch his bad luck, otherwise, that person will definitely die in an ugly way!
"As you wish, my lord! It's just that... the Kingdom of Gilneas has a majestic Greymane Wall. If you rely solely on the power of the undead, I'm afraid it won't be easy to break through them in a short time..."
Arthas did not dare to refuse or contradict him. Now anyone could see that Archimonde the Defiler was in a bad mood. It is said that he rushed to support Stratholme today and only returned just now.
But now, with this angry and gloomy expression on his face, anyone who is not a fool would probably know that he has failed in Stratholme! Could it be that... he was attacked by the enemy in Stratholme? Or suffered a defeat? I’m afraid everyone present has this idea, right? However, no one is stupid enough to ask about this now, certainly not Alsace.
After thinking about it, even though he knew that Archimonde was angry at the moment, there were things that he, Arthas, still had to say. It is obviously a bit of a fantasy for him to lead a mere 200,000 undead army to capture the Kyrgyz Kingdom protected by a magnificent city wall!
Arthas knew very well that since the end of the Second War and the Kingdom of Gilneas withdrew from the Alliance, those stubborn lunatics began to actively cede the territory in the southern part of Silverpine Forest, and at the same time built the majestic Gray Castle. Wall of Mine! From then on, no one could find out any news about this country, because the gate of their city wall had never been opened!
Arthas thought that after the end of the Second Orc War, the Kingdom of Gilneas, as the third largest kingdom in the human world, would definitely have a population of about one million. Now, with his undead army of only 200,000, It would be too difficult for him to attack an enemy with a huge defensive advantage!
"Hmph! Useless thing! This time... I will send Deselok to lead part of the Burning Legion's army to go with you. I will give him the power to destroy the city wall. Now, little bug, do you have any questions? ?”
Archimonde stared at Arthas for a while, and finally decided to reluctantly send a Dreadlord and part of the Burning Legion to assist him.
"Your will, my lord, I will completely destroy the Kingdom of Gilneas before spring comes."
As long as he can destroy the majestic Greenmane Wall, he will be confident of conquering Gilneas! Therefore, Arthas quickly lowered his head deeply to show his compliance with Archimonde's order. However, the resentful look in his eyes gave him away, but no one could see it when he lowered his head.
"And you! Kel'Thuzad! You lead a hundred thousand natural disaster troops and are responsible for cleaning up the Hillsbrad Hills and the Arathi Highlands! You also need to bring me enough undead troops before the end of winter. There must be no trace of them. Delay, did you hear that?”
After explaining the death knight Arthas, Archimonde turned to look at the legendary lich. He, Archimonde, needs to march westward and attack the continent of Kalimdor after the winter is over!
As for the south... I may not care about it for the time being. After all, it may be too late in time, so he has to wait until he gets the power of the Well of Eternity, and then go back and destroy this place. Of course, by then, that cunning little girl will be indispensable!
"As you command, the great Lord Archimonde!"
Kel'Thuzad simply complied with the order without any rebuttal. As far as he knew, the humans in these two places were almost gone!
There is only some resistance from Nanhai Town in the Hillsbrad Hills. When he leads his army, it will not be too difficult to break it!
The Arathi Highlands are not to mention. In addition to the Syndicate and some ogres, there is also a small army of the fallen Prince Garin Trollbane. With their small number of troops, They are all vulnerable to the natural disasters of the undead!
What Kel'Thuzad should be worried about more is how he can get back to Lordaeron before the end of winter, right? But thinking about it, it shouldn't be a big problem. Winter has just begun, and the undead army doesn't need to rest, so there should be enough time.
"Very good! Then, you can get lost now! Set off tomorrow. Remember, I need to see the army I need before the winter is over!"
After handing over the military affairs, Archimonde waved his hand like shooing away flies, beckoning these unsightly guys to disappear from his sight.
"Anasalon, you have to hurry up on matters here in Lordaeron, especially the legion's portal! You have to collect more materials and summon more legionnaires. When the winter is over, I will lead They directly crossed the sea to destroy those hateful night elves, do you understand?"
After explaining the matter to the last Dreadlord still stranded here, Archimonde also waved his hand, indicating that the others could get out together with the others! Now, Archimonde himself needs some quiet time...
"That's right! Remember to restrain the undead Scourge and our soldiers of the Burning Legion. Before we take the continent of Kalimdor... let them not temporarily cross the line of the Sodorir River!"
This is one of the agreements made by Archimonde and Little Annie, that within three years, Archimonde and his undead demons will not be able to go to the Western Plaguelands. Er river is the boundary.
The reason why this contract was made was that little Annie needed time to wait for the space gem to be recharged. In her opinion, three years should be enough. When the time comes for her to pack up and run away, even if this big devil thinks of a way to crack the time stone, what can he do to her? Where will he find her when he arrives?
For Archimonde, he also needs time so that he can conquer the continent of Kalimdor and obtain the powerful power of the new Well of Eternity!
Therefore, Archimonde plans to abide by this agreement for the time being. He needs to free up his hands to go to Kalimdor to destroy the night elves first, and then absorb the endless power of the Well of Eternity... By then, he Kermund swore that after he gained powerful power, he would definitely come back. He would definitely catch that hateful little demigod girl, extract her soul, and take her back to the Twisting Nether to torture her for ten thousand years!
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The night passed quickly. After Annie dealt with the big-mouthed monster named Yogg-Saron, she quickly fell asleep again. Until the next morning, her maid Lana, Then he carefully pushed her awake in the queen's bedroom...
"Sister Lana...oh...didn't I tell you...don't wake me up before the sun reaches the foot of my bed..."
Little Annie raised her head sleepily, looked at her maid Lana, and then turned to look out the window. Well... the sunlight was still very soft and did not shine in... It was not yet noon, so she continued to sleep. Well... Then, she pulled the soft silk quilt and directly covered her cute little head.
"Your Majesty the Queen, I don't want to wake you up right now... However, there is a very strange black-robed wizard outside. He said that he is a prophet and has something very important to ask you to see, so..."
After Lana saw Anne wake up, she quickly explained that otherwise, her queen would fall asleep again in a while. Her Majesty was very angry when she got up, and she did not dare to wake her up for the first time. Twice!
"Let Shane...Knox... handle it..."
Little Annie's muffled voice soon came from the quilt. Nothing was more important than her sleeping now! Anne said she didn't know who the prophet was, and she would go and see whoever she wanted to see!
"Grand Steward Shane Knox is still in Stratholme. You came back alone last night..."
Lana said a little dumbfounded.
Yesterday, she had just learned the news about Stratholme's great victory. Until now, Lord Shane Knox is still preparing for a major construction project in Stratholme in the distance! In the current Flame Canyon, apart from Her Majesty the Queen, there are only three to five thousand fire elements left. Oh, and there are about a thousand humans who are planning to build a town here, and many of those fire eagles have also flown back.
"Then... let that nephew... go..."
Annie was very sleepy. Covered in the quilt, she closed her eyes and almost fell asleep in a daze. Without thinking, she directly named the leader of the fire demon...
"My Majesty the Queen, Chief Hunter of Shatulu, it's also in Stratholme and hasn't come back yet!"
Lana almost laughed out of anger. Now, Queen Anne must not be conscious yet, right? Why are you talking such nonsense in your sleep?
"Let the royal...guard...leader go..."
Annie was in a daze and was about to fall asleep again...
"The Guard Commander doesn't quite understand human common language, so he asked me to call you!"
The Queen's maid, Lana, is going a little crazy now.
The guard commander's lingua franca had been learned from her, Lana. Apart from being able to understand some basic conversations, where could she go to receive a seemingly important visitor? Of its ten sentences, at least half will not be understood!
"Let...that...human...leader...go..."
Come on, it's better now. There was a gentle snore from the quilt, and little Annie finally fell asleep again. Now, Lana no longer dared to wake her up...
So, about a quarter of an hour later, a very interesting scene appeared in the main hall of the Flame Queen's Palace: Here, the person who came to receive Medivh, the great magician and prophet, on behalf of the Flame Kingdom turned out to be a human maid in a maid uniform; A leader of the fire demon royal guards who still doesn't understand the situation; plus a former veteran of the Kingdom of Lordaeron who seems to be in good spirits because he thinks he has received the Queen's attention, and is currently the future mayor of the Fire Town under human construction in the Fire Canyon. ——Old John!
"..."
Medivh looked at the three funny combinations in front of him speechlessly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say...
The three people standing in front of him now, a maid dressed as a maid, a fire demon in a state of confusion, and a bearded veteran, no matter how he looked at it, none of them seemed to be able to make the decision, right? ? What on earth are they doing in this Kingdom of Fire?
"I'm sorry, mysterious prophet! Our Majesty the Queen is still resting, because yesterday she led an army to fight in Stratholme. Not only did she annihilate all the undead, she also drove away the powerful demon! So, Now she needs enough sleep time. If you have nothing important to do, you can tell me now. I have been authorized by Her Majesty the Queen to handle this matter with full authority."
After Old John patted some dirt off his armor, he took two steps forward and stood on the first step below the Queen's throne. He looked up at the man in front of him who was wearing black robes and holding a wooden staff. of prophet.
Not to mention how excited Old John is now! Look, he was originally just a little second lieutenant in charge of twenty people. After coming to Flame Canyon, he became a garrison officer in charge of ten thousand people. Although he is almost done in the refugee gate now, he is still the future mayor of Flame Town who manages thousands of people.
What he never expected was that the position of mayor had not been popular for two or three days, and he actually made a temporary guest appearance as the chief consul of the Fire Kingdom? If this treatment were told, many people might die from envy!
This is Hong Guoguo's qualifications. If he plans to continue to work in the Kingdom of Fire in the future, he only needs to write down the current affairs on his personal form. Look, Her Majesty the Queen has even let him be a consul once! In this case, it is guaranteed that his official career, old John, will be smooth and smooth!
"..."
Medivh didn't speak. He came here this time, but he had something very important to do, and the veteran in front of him... Looking at the other's armor and the obscene look on his face, Medivh couldn't do anything. To trust the other person!
"Sorry, can I take the liberty of asking? The armor you are wearing seems to be the standard equipment of the Lordaeron Infantry Corps, right? And... the rank... seems to be second lieutenant?"
After being silent and confused for a long time, Medivh finally asked cautiously. Anyway, he would never tell the purpose of his visit casually if he didn't understand clearly.
"Oh! You read that right. Before the undead disaster broke out, I was indeed a guard tower guard in the Kingdom of Lordaeron! However, I am now the mayor of Fire Town. Moreover, I was just appointed by the Queen as The temporary ruler of the Flame Kingdom has full authority to handle your visit! If you have anything to say, you can tell me now."
Old John held his head high again, looking proud of himself.
It's so pitiful that old John, a bastard with weak legs, could one day become the ruler of a kingdom, and even stand in the queen's palace to receive a powerful mage visitor! Regarding this matter, after he goes back, he can brag about it with his gang of bastards for a hundred days!
"...I think I'd better wait until your Majesty the Queen wakes up..."
After hearing that the other party was indeed what he thought, Medivh almost cursed!
What he was about to say was a major matter concerning the life and death of the entire world of Azeroth. How could he tell this little former second lieutenant of Lordaeron in front of him? Can you understand you? Isn’t this playing the piano randomly? Anyway, Medivh would never discuss major events in the world of Azeroth with this veteran! no way!
"Hmph! Then just wait! Let's wait until Her Majesty the Queen wakes up! Don't blame me for not reminding you. It's morning now. If you can see Her Majesty the Queen before the sun sets, I'll count you lucky!"
Damn you, this mysterious old guy still dares to despise his own identity? Old John was so angry that he threw away his hands, snorted coldly, and walked directly out of the palace.
This guy is dressed in black and looks down upon others! How dare you look down on him, old John? This is really unreasonable!
It's not that he is bragging. If this old man wants to discuss national affairs, his old John will definitely be much more reliable than Her Majesty Queen Anne!
His old John still remembered that two days ago, when they were preparing to clear the rugged land on the new site of Flame Town, and when construction was about to begin, Her Majesty Queen Anne wanted to come over and help out because she was extremely bored.
But in the end, she waved her hand and a big fireball exploded into a big hole in the land they had planned to level for the town square, causing them to spend another whole day. I just managed to fill the big hole back...
"..."
Medivh ignored Old John who cursed and turned around to go out. Even if he had to wait until night today, he would definitely see the Queen of the Fire Kingdom! It was only a day, but he could still afford to wait.
After all, what he wants to say can really only be said to this magical and powerful queen. It would not be suitable to be replaced by other people, whether it is these fire elements or the human steward who just left.
