Chapter 274: And go to Dunhold

After confirming the devil's information, everyone began to discuss a specific battle plan. :Le: Text: Novel 3w.しxs520.o
"First of all, we don't need to manage Nanhai Town for the time being." Admiral Dai Lin said, "After you arrive, our navy transport ships have already rushed to Nanhai Town as soon as possible. Some people can also withdraw."
Everyone nodded, and a flexible and huge navy really took advantage.
"So where are we going next?" Drunk Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Thrall quietly.
Thrall did not notice Drunk Wind's gaze, he was carefully looking at the northern map of the Eastern Kingdom brought by Dai Lin.
In Dunhold Castle, although Thrall also learned the skills of reading maps, but Blackmore would not kindly show him such a detailed military map.
"I hope I can attack Dunhold Castle."
Thrall's words made Dai Lin and Old Fording's expressions unnatural.
If the traditional Frostwolf orcs are worthy of respect, then the orcs in Dunhold Castle can only be described as squatters-most of them are those who participated in the orc wars, and Thrall proposed It’s hard to believe that he is not selfish.
"Tell me about your reasons, Thrall." Drunk Feng was calm, "Why attack there? After all, it involves a part of your unhappy history."
"Because Blackmoore is using the corpses of the orcs to make death knights." Thrall gave impeccable reasons. "Blackmoore runs a huge arena where there are many orc gladiators-if he succeeds in bringing these orcs now Gladiators are all transformed into death knights, then it will be difficult for us."
This reason is irresistible.
No matter how unhappy Dai Lin was, he still had to admit that a large number of death knights must be prevented from appearing, otherwise it would definitely be a trouble.
"So, what are you going to do with those orcs?" Zuifeng smiled, "Released on the spot? Or something else?"
"They will join the battle." Thrall looked serious. "The fallen must redeem themselves, and this battle is their chance."
Looking at Thrall, who was not procrastinated, Drunk Wind nodded secretly.
It is an established fact that the orcs have come to Azeroth-although they are reckless and passionate, they can still fight against the legion if the leader is reliable.
It now appears that Thrall is a good leader of the orcs.
Thrall, who has received human education, is an obvious dove, and he can lead the Orcs and the Alliance to maintain a certain degree of balance.
As for saving the world in the future-just hand it over to the vow, Thrall can be a warchief at ease, there is a world Sadai tribe, Drunk Wind is still very relieved.
"Remember your words, Thrall." Drunk Wind moved his shoulders, "I will treat this as your promise-the oath is watching you."
The words of Drunk Wind made Thrall very stressful. He learned about the power of the oath from Rogosh's mouth. It was actually very uncomfortable to have such an organization staring at.
In the end Thrall nodded and agreed.
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After the meeting, the army of Frostwolf, Blackrock Orcs, and Kul Tiras Marines, led by Demon Hunters and Watchmen, began to march.
This force first marched to the southeast and went straight to Lordaeron.
Along the way, the demon hunter and the watchman are simply invincible. No matter whether it is a left-behind demon or an undead natural disaster, no enemy is their one enemy-and the cooperation between the two is extremely clever, and thousands of years of fighting have made them extremely against each other. Understand, as a result, fighting side by side this time, their performance was seen by the Alliance and the Horde scalp tingling.
No matter Thrall or Daelin, after comparing them, they all found that there was no army on their side that could rival the Warden or the Demon Hunter.
This shows the advantages of longevity species.
In thousands of years of training, both demon hunters and watchmen have turned combat literacy into instinct, which makes them extremely terrifying in battle.
No matter what kind of enemy they face, they are fearless and unmoved. Not to mention those weak zombies, even demons continue to fall in front of them like wheat.
On the contrary, Illidan was dissatisfied with the combat effectiveness of the Kul Tiras Marines.
"Aren't your human wizards quite powerful? Why are your troops full of defective products that can only use fireball?"
Facing Illidan's doubts, Dai Lin was furious.
"Defective products? What are you talking about? These guys are all promising guys. The use of fireball is just because it is effective and powerful!"
"Oh? Really?" Illidan raised his brows, looking incredulous, "Probably thousands of years ago? Or hundreds of years-forget it, it doesn't matter-I have also seen your human wizards, She is terribly tough, so I thought your talents are all that great."
"It seems that I think too much."
"She?" Dai Lin was surprised that Illidan was talking about a woman, but from time to time, Dai Lin thought of a legendary character, "Is the powerful mage you talking about called Ai Gewen?"
"Yes, you know her." Illidan nodded, "A pretty powerful woman!"
"..." Dai Lin had nothing to say. At this moment, the Admiral discovered that between races with different life spans, an invisible generation gap is really prone to appear.
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Although the battle went smoothly, it was nearly a month after arriving at Dunhold Castle.
And just outside Dunhold Castle, Drek'Thar unexpectedly discovered the smell of some other orcs.
When the army was stationed, Drek'tal took Thrall and Logosh out of the camp, and under the guidance of the Wind Spirit, he found a camp in the dense forest not far away.
"who?"
"It's an orc!"
"Gokul knows it is an orc, I ask what orc you are!"
In the shadows ~EbookFREE.me~ the figure of an ogre thief appeared, and the two heads began to question and answer themselves like cross talk.
Drektal didn't have time to deal with the ogre with two heads on his head. He patted his own wolf on the head and whispered.
The wise wolf nodded, then slid into the bushes.
"Go and stop that wolf!"
"No, our task is to watch!"
"Stopping the wolf is also part of the sentry mission!"
"But it's gone!"
Seeing the ogre who was arguing with him, Drek'Thar had a rare smile on his face.

The Friday I promised has been completed (although it took two more days). Today, everything is busy, and the two are a short chronicle. (To be continued.)