Chapter 922: Right half

"You guys are enough! Don't make trouble!" Duke's nose really crooked this time.
However, such a Queen of Greece is the Queen of Queens that she is familiar with.
A courageous heroine, from another perspective, she is also a fancy little master.
Duke, who was her man, came to seize the flag for the second time, and the Queen of Queens should not have itchy hands.
Alas, why couldn't Sylvanas learn Windsor, how good it is to have a good wife.
Duke rubbed his eyebrows and warned Queen Hee: "Don't play with fire. For my kind of thing, the first time I have a chance to succeed, but the second time I must die."
"Of course I understand! Listen to you. Anyway, this is not Yongge Forest."
Well, Duke seems to have found the point.
If this is the hometown Sylvanas loves, then it is necessary to resist everything and give the Burning Legion maximum damage.
At this moment, Grom's teeth were tickling in the tribal camp at the foot of the mountain.
There is no first in the text and no second in Wu.
After playing with Duke and Duke's men for more than ten years, he was rescued by Duke. If Duke was still the 'despicable man' who would only hide in the army and play tricks, of course, Grom would not So-called.
Now that Duke has suddenly played to capture the flag among such a blood-thirsty army, Grom, the self-proclaimed tribe's first warrior, can't help it.
"Huh! I can do that kind of thing!"
Grom's qualifications are too old, and Thrall is not too calm, but Thrall solves this matter with wisdom.
"Grom, do you mean that you can hack the Lich yourself, or you can run away like Duke after you hack the Lich."
Hell growled, and he felt discouraged after thinking about it.
In his place, the one-on-one pair of Leiqi Donghan is of course fearless. If he were to break through the frontier army and hack a high-level Lich, then there would be no chance of 30%.
I want to come back when I go, that is not to be expected.
A power hero like him always has a front and back, and when he goes up, he either wins completely or returns, there is no third way.
The images Duke passed to them, of course, cannot be the most subtle. This is like showing an unsatisfactory 640 480 resolution to outsiders, and the legendary 8k ultra-ultra-large TV for my family.
The only thing the tribe and the night elves can know is the fact that Duke killed a Lich Commander of the Burning Legion.
In a sense this is the protection of Duke, but it is also a disguised display of muscles.
Two hours later, Duke came to the tribal camp at the foot of the mountain.
Without welcome or murderous hostility, Thrall was received by Thrall, Woking, and Grom.
"What's the matter?" Thrall asked.
"No, just a bit of information about the Burning Legion to share with you." Then, Duke took out a bunch of hands to do, oh, a monster model came out.
The model carved by the master's hand under the control of the system, this is the 3D printing of the Azeroth version.
Thrall's pupils narrowed for a moment, and his eyes were firmly attracted by the monster Duke took out.
For example, this dog-shaped monster in front of him is covered with scarlet scales, black barbs are on his back, and two large white horns like horns grow forward near the neck. The edge of the beak, which is a bit like a beak, is full of sharp jagged teeth.
But when Thrall reached out and touched the monster, he suddenly came up with a 1: 1 projection floating in midair and slowly rotating clockwise. When the projection first came out, all the orcs in the scene were taken aback, and Brocks almost drew his ax to prepare to cut the monster.
"This is ..." Thrall's mind was attracted by the scroll of the orc text beneath the monster's projection, and he read it subconsciously: "[Demon Hound], stunt [Mana Burning], mainly targeted at casters such as shaman ... ... "
Thrall immediately realized what Duke had done. This was the simplest and most direct way for Duke to share information with the tribe.
It may be considered that Duke is a pretense gesture, but no one can deny that without Duke's information, the tribal warriors would have to test it out at the cost of life.
In order to facilitate reading, it has also been translated into orc language, and marked some demon's key skills, red circle or something.
Most of the orcs were illiterate. In the wild life of the first half of their lives, and with more than ten years of imprisonment, few orcs understood the characters of the orcs. Fortunately, there were some Saals who were captured when Ner'zhul invaded Azeroth. full. Otherwise, he really couldn't find enough people to explain to the soldiers.
The narrative in plain text is not so straightforward, coupled with stereo projection, as long as the orcs who are not too idiots can remember how the enemy will deal with it.
Duke did this, it was really intimate.
Thrall bowed straight to Duke: "I thank you on behalf of the tribe. You are a true gentleman."
Duke accepted Thrall's generous gift: "Our interests are the same in dealing with the Burning Legion. Besides, I can't get the most accurate information. This is just a general, when the battlefield, please be flexible."
"We understand." As if remembering something, Thrall asked again, "How long does the tribe need to persist?"
Duke cast a slightly gaze on the top of the mountain: "It depends on the night elves. However, when the tribe needs to retreat, the alliance will cover you."
For this answer, Thrall is both helpless and shy.
If not forced to run out, the tribe will flatly refuse to cooperate with the alliance. Think of your own back road actually being in the hands of the alliance that has been your enemy for more than ten years. No orc will feel comfortable.
Unfortunately, no one has a choice!
The terrain of Mount Hyjal is very special. It is low in the west and high in the east, and the entire mountain road is s-shaped from west to east. Coupled with the super strong array of cloth guarded by the three guardian dragons, even Archimonde had to obediently go up the hill from the west.
Who told him to be summoned to Azeroth and cut in half?
There were no battles that day, but not many orcs could fall asleep all night.
Below the mountain, countless gorgeous and blind meteors and fire and rain pierced the night sky, screaming and smashing into the gray valley area in the south.
The Burning Legion is known as the "Three Lights" madness who grabs, kills, and burns out.
Otherwise, the entire universe hates the Burning Legion for Mao so many races?
Originally thought that the Burning Legion would take a short route, overtake Azshara and cross the cliff, and kill directly to the foot of Mount Hyjal. Either have to detour Ash Valley and Felwood, and obediently come from the front.
Who would have thought that they were half right.