The green flames around the Destruction Guard were extinguished instantly, as if the life force had been sealed, and there was not a trace of flame to be found.

"It can't be!"

The Great Demon didn't understand what was wrong with him.

The demonic fire, which was summoned at the cost of life force and relied on to improve combat effectiveness, was actually extinguished!

Bang dang!

When the demonic fire was completely extinguished, the power in the Destruction Guard's body began to fade away, and even the broadsword in his hand could no longer be clenched, and it slipped to the ground.

Laugh at!

Woking drew his glittering spear, held it on his shoulder, turned to catch the boomerang that flew back again, tucked them at his waist, and walked towards his mount without hesitation.

The Guardian of Doom watched blankly as Wojin mounted a black combat velociraptor and ran in the direction of the tribal army.

He wanted to scream and curse, but found that he could not make a sound, and the wound on his chest had frozen and spread to his neck, seemingly sealing all his strength.

"Catch him!"

The wolf cavalry arrived, and heavy and huge hunting nets were cast towards the Doom Guard, who was instantly covered in a sturdy net.

The wolf cavalry dragged the destruction guards, entangled in a large net, and withdrew in the direction of the horde army.

The Wind Rider forces dispersed through the air, searching for other demons that might be potential.

"Lord Woking, your bravery deserves to be celebrated, and it is an undying honor to be able to capture a Doom Guardian alive."

Woking had returned to his army, and had barely jumped off his mount, and before he could gain a foothold, Yekia spoke.

"Nope! There's nothing to preach, I've lost one of the best Shadowhunters, a good boy of mine! ”

Woking came to Narro's side again, placed the spear in his hand on her chest, took the hands of the female troll warrior, and placed them on the spear.

"How's that kid?"

The troll chief remembered the little troll who was still breathing, and looked up and asked.

"Lord Woking, he's awake. According to his description, we found six more little ones in the freeze below, and luckily they were all fine. ”

A female troll witch doctor reports to Woking, and behind him stand six small trolls, who don't seem to be afraid of the cold, although they are only wearing thin leather clothes.

"Who killed my sister?"

A little troll girl suddenly spoke to Woking, tears of sadness in her eyes.

"Your sister? Are you Narro's sister? ”

Woking looked at the little guy in front of him in surprise, he looked carefully, it really looked like Nallo when he was a child......

"That's right! Whoever kills her, I will avenge her! ”

The little girl's eyes were as dull as death, and she didn't have the vitality that her peers should have, only the tears in the corners of her eyes announced that she had emotions.

"It's the demons of the Burning Legion, and we've been fighting them."

Woking didn't want to make up lies to comfort the little guys, and while even the weak of the tribe had a chance to survive these days, it was better to survive than to be strong than cowardly.

Not to mention that the Horde has to face foreign enemies like the Alliance and the Burning Legion all the time, and a warrior with a strong soul is much more useful to the Horde.

"The Burning Legion! Demon! ”

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had been able to accept the results she had already guessed.

"You're Narro's sister, can you tell me what's your name?"

Woke half-crouched, whispering to the little girl.

He had just taken a closer look and noticed that this little troll girl had a good talent, perhaps......

"Jarro, I'm the next chief of the Frostspear Clan, that's what my father said."

The little girl looked at Woking, but was not at all timid, but loudly announced that she was the successor to the chieftain of the emerging clan.

"Frostspear Clan! Is that the new clan that Narro is talking about!? ”

Woking looked at little Jarro and fell into deep thought.

He thought back to the moment when Narro said goodbye to him, the moment when his most proud disciple told him about the important moment of protecting a new clan.

At that time, Narro was full of longing for the future, the expectation that he would protect the clan, and the infinite hope for the future of the tribe.

"Will he survive?"

Aro took Walkin's hand, his eyes full of concern, and asked him about his friend.

"He's just woken up, told you where you are, and fell asleep again, but it shouldn't be a big deal."

The witch doctor is motioned by Woking to tell Jarro about the sleeping troll.

"He must not be fine! The next Clan Guardian I hand-picked. ”

Jarro threw Woking's hand away and ran over to the sleeping little troll, looking at his little friend.

Wojin motioned for the troll witch doctor to leave the little ones behind, and then turned to Yekia beside him.

"Yekia, my friend, the Great Demon has been handed over to you, hoping that you will get useful information."

Since he has gone to great lengths to capture the Destruction Guard, he should be allowed to play his full role.

This time, the Great Chief Thrall directly ordered Woking to lead the tribal army to the Alterac Valley, but he had a great strategic goal.

"Lord Woking, I'll do my best."

Yekia smiled, but there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes, it seemed that he should also hate demons.

"We don't have much time, at most we will give you a day."

Woking patted Yekia on the shoulder, then turned to his generals.

"Zambraga, I'm going to have to work hard for you. I command you to lead a team of Wind Riders to scout along the Alterac Ridge, and report any signs of demons as soon as possible. ”

Woking gives orders to a green-skinned Troll Warrior, the vice-captain of the Wind Rider Force, who is usually responsible for reconnaissance missions.

"Yes, Lord Woking. I will dispatch a round-trip service to maintain the effectiveness of the message. ”

With that, Zambraga ran towards the Windrider force that had just returned to the left of the Horde army, where his Wyvern mount and men were located.

"Taturu, you take a team of wolf cavalry and escort these surviving little ones to the Undercity as soon as possible, and ask Queen Sylvanas to help send them back to Orgrimmar."

Woking ordered a light-green-skinned orc warrior beside him to pursue the demon army, and it was inconvenient to take these little guys with him.

"Yes, Lord Woking, I will send them to the Undercity as soon as possible, and then rush back to join the army."

The orc warrior Taturu is one of the elite guards personally selected by Thrall for Woking, and has the authority to mobilize the wolf cavalry squad.

These elite guards are veterans of battle, not only strong individual combat ability, but also extremely experienced in combat.

The guards arranged by the Great Chief for this troll chief can be said to be very chosen, after all, as one of the several major leaders of the tribe, Woking is a very important existence!