The physical level of the level 30 guards is not low at this point in time for the Battle of the Dark Gate, and for elite players who are used to playing up the mountain and down the sea, it is a little awkward, and it is not unacceptable.

Isn't it just that you don't have special abilities?

Count the balls!

But if they don't waste it, it's going to be very difficult.

As soon as he finished speaking, the following group of teasers immediately changed their names, which originally said that so-and-so team was easy to command, but now it is in a unified format [rowing without oars XXX].

, isn't this all about the waves?

[Burning Dawn] held his forehead in despair: "Oh my God! Dad's position is not easy to sit! ”

Here, the mysterious troops who had just solved the thousands of orcs with a counter-charge had rightfully gained the attention of Bervar and Anduin.

When Anduin and Boval came to inspect the unit with their guards, confusion arose among the sand sculptors.

Anduin saw that they were burying their companions.

That's normal, but what does it mean that you put two orc corpses in them and put your feet in the face of the deceased?

[Yunwei], who was stopped and questioned by Lothar, was embarrassed: Do I have to tell Lothar that this is because this thing calls men to women's clothes every day and screams the loudest, and then I let him add men to men so that he can rest in peace?

[Yunwei] is serious: "[Jun Muqi] is a good warrior, and his greatest wish in life is to die with the orcs. So we satisfy him, so that he can smell the stench of orcs when he dies, uh, smell the smell of the enemy. ”

Lothar was puzzled, and he nodded, "I respect the valiant warrior, and if he allows, his last wish should be fulfilled." ”

Originally, [Yunwei] still thought that Lao Jun was a decent person during his lifetime, so let's spit and leave, but unfortunately Yunwei was a little weak, and she didn't dare after all.

This way.

"Commander-in-Chief Lothar, I'...... Can I take a picture with you? Well, something like a magic oil painting. As Anduin walked up, a good-looking brunette shy answer with a strange request.

Anduin paused for a moment: "Is there a painter who paints for you and me?" ”

"No, just stand there. I'll do the rest. ”

"Huh?" Anduin was a little dumbfounded, but he happily accepted the request.

When [Black Cat on a Rainy Night] posed next to him with scissor hands and various poses, which were supposed to be crazy photos through some kind of system, a riot was caused.

"! O living Lothar! ”

"I'm going to take a picture too!"

"Me too—"

The sudden commotion of these guys startled Lothar, but they still have rules and know how to line up, and come one by one. Anduin was a little embarrassed, but his aristocratic demeanor drove him to be a good toolman.

In the bleak wind, Bolwal was a little messy: Why didn't anyone come to me?

It was okay, but it was cold, and these teasing requirements escalated.

"Marshal Lothar, can I keep a hair of yours?" [Junchen Tianya] said.

"Why is that?"

"You are my idol, I want to keep a hair of yours so that I can fight bravely."

It was a strange request, but Lothar agreed.

Who knows......

"I want one too!"

"I want ten—"

"I want a hundred—"

Well, the cause of the chaos is that the slut [Junchen Tianya] typed in the player's group: I don't like the handsome guy the most, I want to meow his hair, let him enter the Mediterranean Uncle mode as soon as possible.

A group of male players who were not handsome enough for Lothar suddenly became energetic, and they frantically stretched out their hands to try to pull their hair, like zombies besieging the city.

This time, it really scared Lothar's guards.

Lothar, who fled back in embarrassment, found that when she was evacuating, she didn't know who she had plotted to, and a small handful of hair was really missing from the top of her head. It made him feel a little heartache.

Recently, the pressure of the war has been too great, and he has already lost his hair every day.

Those bastards really can't open any pot.

Lothar left the camp in embarrassment.

In the following days, the performance of this Trident force continued to shine. Not only are they good at frontal toughness, but they are also very adaptable to individual combat.

The most outrageous thing is that some of them can actually speak fish.

There are many rivers and lakes in the Elwyn Forest, and there is a dense network of water, and it is not that the Storm Kingdom does not want to take advantage of it, but these swamps, lakes and streams with complex terrain are inhabited by a creature called a fish-man.

The torso of these creatures is that of a fish, but with strangely short limbs that allow them to move on shore.

Generally speaking, fish are not large, only half a person tall, and occasionally there are larger ones.

The most annoying thing is that fish-people are omnivores who will indiscriminately attack everything they can eat, including humans.

These little guys are not very powerful, and the average adult human man can beat one to death with his bare hands.

However, not to mention that the fish-people are social creatures, they can also use weapons such as simple wooden spears, and some fish-people can even use water-based magic, which is very difficult.

In addition, the fish-man residence is often in the swamp, surrounded by complex river channels, the boat cannot drive in, and the soldier is dangerous to enter the mire, and he falls into the swamp and hangs up in the swamp before he sees the fish-man's nest in a minute.

The Fish-Man is a tumor that the Elwyn Forest has been unable to eradicate for thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, a few trident soldiers leaned over and croaked, and saw a group of fishmen "quack" and bowed down to them.

Then Lothar was shocked to see a large group of fishmen rolling out of the swamps and rivers, forming a zigzag formation to be inspected by the human soldiers.

No, it's more of a allegiance ceremony.

Lothar saw that the fish-men were kneeling down to worship those guys.

"What's going on?"

[Situ Yanluo] shrugged: "Learn a foreign language!" I learned the Naga language, and these bad-brained fish-people thought I was a long-legged Naga. Naga are the natural rulers of the fish-people. ”

Lothar: "......"

Bolval: "......"

The creature snapped his fingers: "I can also speak fish-man language, High Elf language, and dwarf language." ”

Lothar had a headache when he heard this: "Okay, okay, tell me, what do you want to do with these fishmen?" ”

"I think the Commander-in-Chief has allowed us to form a mobile force that goes deep behind enemy lines, and we will find a way to burn the orcs' baggage."

The corners of Lothar's eyes twitched, and she held back for a few seconds, and finally nodded: "Okay!" ”

……

Regardless of how the player made his way out of the sky in Elwyn Forest, McDonalken, who had returned to Stratholme City, was relieved to confirm the player's role.

"The Stormwind Kingdom is holding it. Next, it's time for me to lose. ”

He first approached Archbishop Alonsos Fao in the cathedral of the city.

"Godfather! How's your paladin plan? ”

"You're almost ready!" Alonsos had an unconcealed exhaustion on his face, but he was happy, and with a shake of the bell, five peerless macho men rushed in through the gate of the side hall.

Uther, who will be given the surname Lightbringer in the future, survives N versions of Tulayan in one go, Saidan Dasohan, who has the best and most burly swordsmanship, Tirio Fortin, the 'Lafayette' who ended the Lich King in history, and ...... It turns out that Viscount Oryx Rivendell, who will occupy the magpie's nest as a death knight and further become the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

An intriguing smile appeared on McDonald's face: "Fate is wonderful!" ”