"What do you two think," Danas asked, "Normally, Shattrath has no affiliation with us, but now that they have sent envoys to ask for help, we have no reason to sit idly by... After all, A'dal has extraordinary appeal in the outside world.
, almost all races regard him as a beacon against the Burning Legion. If the Alliance ignores his request for assistance, it will probably disappoint others."
Havers pondered and nodded: "Of course I have to help, but the defense of Hellfire Peninsula cannot be neglected. If Lord Danas has no objection, I want Regan's Red Storm to stay and strengthen the defense of Glory Castle, and the second
The main force of the Seventh Legion will go to Nagrand to resolve the matter, what do you think?"
"Of course I have no objection, but I don't know if General Regan agrees." Danas looked at the knight aside.
Regan thought for a moment and replied: "I think it is better to leave the mission to Nagrand to Crimson Storm. After all, the Seventh Army has many types of soldiers and heavy equipment, and it is extremely inconvenient to travel around. Most of the soldiers in the army are cavalry. In Nagrand,
Grand Prairie is where our strengths can be fully utilized.”
"Furthermore, this mission is mainly to negotiate with the Mag'har orcs to resolve the misunderstanding between them and the Tara Breakers," Regan tilted his head towards Roxas, who was not far behind him.
"It's better to leave trivial matters like dealing with the tribe to the lower officials."
"In that case... then I'll do as you say," Danas nodded when he saw that Havers didn't object, "But you should be more careful in Nagrand. Although the Burning Legion's power there is not very large, it is
The Mag'har orcs have no favorable impression of all foreign races, and this cannot be changed by just a few words from your orc friends."
Lei Gen lowered his head slightly and said: "I have learned my lesson, but please rest assured, sir, that this operation will be completed successfully!"
"Then we will wait for your good news," Havers joked with a smile, "then don't let the orcs beat you back."
"Don't worry, we won't bring shame on the face of the Seventh Army," Regen said with a smile.
The three of them talked about some specific matters about the march before ending the meeting. Because it was already getting late in the evening, the two commanders called their adjutants to organize their troops and return to camp. Regan was no exception and was preparing to lead Red Storm back to Glory Castle, but
Not wanting to see Roxas winking furtively at him midway, out of curiosity, he ordered Herod to continue leading the army while he drove his horse to catch up with the orcs.
"What's going on? It's so mysterious." Regan and Roxas walked side by side, but saw that the tribal army had already marched several miles away, and they couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Of course I have something to ask you, old man..." The orc's face collapsed, and he pretended to be pitiful and begged: "Brother, I haven't been back to my hometown in almost twenty years, and now I finally have the opportunity to go to Nagrand.
Let’s take a look on the grassland, but that damn Nazgu wants me to continue to eliminate the evil orcs, with the intention of making things difficult for me... You must help me this time!”
Regen couldn't help but gloated and smiled: "Help you? Is there any benefit?"
"Fuck! As a brother, you actually said such a thing. I'm really...ah, I was wrong, a hundred times wrong. Boss, just show mercy and save me..." Seeing Regen preparing to turn the horse around, Roxas
His tone immediately softened, and he asked carefully, "How about I introduce some beautiful orc girls to you in the future?"
"Go away!" Regen glared angrily and amusingly at this living treasure, a beautiful orc girl, for God's sake, the orc woman's majestic appearance makes people recoil away just thinking about it, and she might even vomit if she has a shallow stomach.
It's a shame that this guy Roxas said he would introduce some to Regan.
"Forget it if you don't want it, why are you so fierce..." the orc said in a depressed tone, "You don't want me and I'm reluctant to give it away!"
Regen waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, tell me why you need my help. Doesn't it mean that Nazgu doesn't want to go back to his hometown?"
"That guy has no homeland a long time ago, why don't you go back and look at it!" Roxas said angrily.
It turns out that Nazgu, who is the commander of Thrall's cavalry, was born in the Dark Scar clan. This clan was once one of the oldest clans in the world of Draenor. It gave birth to orc heroes such as Kasla'kel. However, later
In the tragic Battle of Blood River, the Dark Scar clan was almost wiped out, leaving only Nazgu and a handful of clan members alive.
After that, this orc and wolf cavalry hero followed Thrall in the north and south, made great achievements in battle, and was reused by Thrall as a cavalry commander and security advisor. However, he also deliberately forgot his original clan.
Identity, status, and serving the new tribe wholeheartedly. Therefore, in Nazgu's view, the so-called homesickness was nothing compared to the safety of the tribe's base on the Hellfire Peninsula. Naturally, he did not agree to Roxas' request.
"But even so, I can't get him to agree to let you go," Regen shrugged. "Unless I am a tribal chief, maybe this general with his nostrils turned upward will reluctantly agree."
"I knew you would say that!" Roxas chuckled, took out a letter from his arms and gave it to the confused Ragen. The knight took it and looked at it, but saw that the envelope had even been signed for him.
"What does this mean?" Regen asked in confusion.
"Of course it's your personal letter to our Lord Nazguru," Roxas said maliciously, "The terrain of Nagrand is complicated. If you, the Crimson Storm, want to eliminate demons, you can't just rush around like headless flies, so
Of course, we need some indigenous people who are familiar with the roads to serve as guides, and the person who chooses this guide... Well! Of course, it’s up to me!”
"Whoops!" Regan threw the letter far away, causing Roxas to panic and jump off the warg to pick it up.
"Damn it, sir!" the orc yelled, "I have been unlucky for eight generations to have a brother like you..."
"Really?" Regen's eyes squinted, and he shook the reins as if to leave. Seeing this, Roxus put on his disgusting smile again, and the speed of his face change was really amazing.
"Don't, don't, don't! You have something to say, something to say!" The orc hurriedly grabbed the knight, "Didn't I just joke with you... In this way, you can do whatever you say, and I will listen to you, right?"
Regan glanced at the orc and said slowly: "It's not like I don't have any ideas..."
"Ah, tell me what it is!" Roxas looked at the knight eagerly, almost sticking out his tongue like a pug.
"But you have to agree to one condition!" The corners of the knight's mouth turned up slightly, which made the orc feel wary. He knew that nothing good would happen when Ragen made such an expression.
"First tell me what the conditions are. If there is no problem, I can agree to you!" Roxas kept a distance from the other party with caution.
"Well..." Regen touched the short beard on his chin. The evil light in his eyes made Roxas shiver from head to toe. The orc couldn't help but touch his anus secretly, for fear that this guy would be angry with him.
What's on your mind
"I heard... that the blood elf named Evelyn from before is now serving as the scout captain in your hands?" The knight bared his big white teeth and had an extremely eccentric smile on his face, which made Roxas speechless.
————————————————————Two days later, on the road of Hellfire Peninsula, a troop carrying the Lion Heart flag of the Alliance was marching slowly. It was obvious that this was naturally leaving Glory.
Fort is preparing to head to Nagrand's Red Storm.
But if you look carefully, you can easily find that there are a few orcs mixed in the queue, and the leader is Roxas, who is a little guilty.
eyes
Needless to say, you can guess who the owners of the two pairs of beautiful eyes are with your toes. However, their grievances against the orcs are somewhat different: the first "killing beam" was sent by Evelin, and she did not expect Roxas.
Si actually colluded with Regan and deceived himself into a pirate ship.
In fact, speaking of this, the blood elves were still a little secretly happy about this, but what made them unhappy was that a dull-witted orc actually deceived his smart self! What a shame and humiliation! So Evelin secretly swore that she must
Find some leverage with Roxas and deceive him when you get the chance!
The last look was no less than a "destruction beam" from a high-energy particle cannon. Roxas, who felt a chill on his back, only really felt the terror of the night elves today: It turns out that these weak little girls can also shoot such terrifying looks.
Even if Sargeras is reborn, he will be frightened by Sophie's resentment...
"It's not like I brought that little blood elf girl here. Why are you glaring at me like that? You're glaring at your own man..." Roxas muttered, but his voice was basically like a mosquito's hum. Seeing an orc with such a bad character?
Like this, Lei Gen couldn't help but feel happy. Just when he was about to laugh three times to show his contempt, Sophie's knife-like gaze directly bent his neck.
So, the whole team continued to march in this weird atmosphere. The soldiers seemed to feel this unusual atmosphere. They all wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, and they were all in extreme pain.
Fortunately, when they were about to leave Hellfire Peninsula, a group of insect marauders attacked them, which alleviated the embarrassing situation. The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and picked up their weapons to kill the enemy.
This greatly surprised the bugs who were used to being highway robbers - now there is still hope for others to rob the road?
But in any case, these poor marauders finally gave Legian and Roxas, as well as the entire suffering men of the Red Storm, temporary relief. After a brief battle of more than ten minutes, people realized that they were under their feet.
The unchanging red soil finally disappeared, replaced by the unique gray-black mud of swamps.
Ragen raised his head and saw towering fungi piercing the sky: At this moment, they had arrived at Zangarmarsh, the only wetland area in Draenor.
—————————————————————— ps: Thank you for your love, Brother Shanchu. William’s writing skills are still shallow and he cannot compete with the great masters of online writing. He can only manage to make everyone not hate him.
, the plot should be as exciting as possible, and I should write with my greatest sincerity in the limited time. As long as readers can like it, that is my biggest wish! o(n_n)o