In the dark night, the smell of sin wafted over.

Smelling the smell of meat in the air in their own camp, many orcs were both whetted and cursed.

Because, this is the aroma of [dry grilled wolf meat skewers].

The recipe is two parts of wolf ribs and one part of Stormwind City's specialty seasoning......

In the night wind, a group of sluts roasted wolf meat, sang songs, and had beer, which was not too depraved.

[Three high-voltage lines]: "Roast wolf meat!" I love it—"

On the other side, the small orc clan that didn't even leave a name in history, named Beifeng, didn't dare to come out in the middle of the night to hunt down those hateful humans.

Strangely, the orcs of this clan generally suffer from night blindness.

It's not that they haven't sent wolves out to find enemies on their own, but the wolves that went out have all turned into wolf meat steaks.

The despicability and shamelessness of the humans on the other side are completely beyond the imagination of these simple orcs.

All kinds of traps that I have never heard of, what traps are already pediatrics: for example, putting poison in the stomach of a living rabbit, and the wolf will die alive after eating it; For example, in the place where wolf urine is sprinkled, a poisonous mist will suddenly come out, and the wolf will be hit as soon as it smells in the past.

Then, most shamefully, a wolf defected.

Looking at those wolves ridden by humans with their tails between their legs, the orcs felt that it was simply a disgrace to the tribe!

This side is near the camp.

[Lazy] shouted at a wolf with low eyebrows and eyes, like a wronged little daughter-in-law: "Erha! Hand! ”

The gray-haired wolf, which was obviously much taller than the human in front of him, obediently handed out his paws, and then timidly looked at his companion who was still being slaughtered not far away, and shuddered when he heard his wail before he died.

Well, wolves are hard!

In fact, wolves and dogs are the same species, and they are even reproductively isolated from each other.

When a wolf becomes a habit, it becomes a dog.

Wolves ...... And so it should be (manual funny)!

In this way, the human beings recklessly approached the orc camp within a hundred meters of the camp at night, but the orcs had no choice.

The orcs and wolves who went out at night did not come back!

After the player's bounty hunters succeeded in suppressing the horde's nocturnal activity, Grian Stallman's men moved.

That night, it seemed to be as dead and silent as ever, and who knew that countless flickering fires were lit in the upwind direction less than a hundred meters away from the camp.

That's a branch...... Rocket!

As we all know, Mao is weak fire!

Whether it's a fluffy wolf, an orc with slightly longer body hair and a penchant for animal skins, or a camp that prefers to use wood, they are all particularly weak.

This weakness cannot be removed until you learn to plaster the fence with marl.

By the time more than a thousand rockets landed in the flammable camp, the end was already sealed.

"Ahh

"Fire! It's on fire! ”

The war wolves in the wolf pen wailed and roared, twisting their bodies desperately, instinctively trying to escape from this flaming hell. They wailed to their masters, only to find that their owners were also covered in fire and writhing on the ground.

The fur cherished by the orcs became the Grim Reaper sticker of the messenger of Hades. The large prey bones they had collected became stumbling traps that prevented them from escaping.

The whole camp was in flames, and the worst thing was that in order to avoid the harassment of the fishmen, the camp was quite far away from the water source, and they couldn't save the fire.

The orcs, who finally broke out of the camp gate, were shot with crossbow arrows.

[Grandpa Xiong's old schoolbag]: "Kill the duck!" ”

[Scarlet Jade]: "Quanjude praises!" ”

[crumbs]: "Rush the duck!" ”

[Summer Witch]: "Wait, what did the duck do wrong, you have to rush the duck?" ”

That's right, the battles of sand sculpture players are so easy to get off the hook.

Looking at the orcs who were burned half to death, the victory of humanity came as a matter of course.

On the night of October 12, the first year of the Dark Gate, seven orc clans were removed from the tribe, and eight clans were disabled.

Although they were all small clans with less than 1,000 people, they still caused quite a stir among the tribes.

Perhaps the only luck was that the orcs set up camp as a clan unit, and did not cause a real fire to the company.

All the good fortune of Lothar ended with a heavy snowfall the next day.

A super cold snap from the direction of Ironforge crossed the strait, bringing heavy snow with it.

When the white snow covered the Elwyn Forest, the human guerrilla war was suddenly devastated.

Snow, so that humans lost the opportunity to easily hide their footprints, the point is that most of the rivers are frozen, and the ice is more than forty centimeters thick.

While the Fishman card was abolished, it also made the Frostwolf Clan shine.

[Green Brown]: "it!" Snow in Elwyn Forest? ”

[embarrassed me]: "Nima! Frostwolf has joined the war for Mao!? ”

[Jingle Bell is a (9)]: "This is different from the history we know!" ”

[10,000-year-old snakeskin]: "Isn't it the opening of the dark door, which affects the environment and brings the climate of El Niro?" ”

[A pinch of small worlds]: "Fart! Where is there so much astronomy in this world! ”

Not to mention the people of the Storm Kingdom, even the players are confused.

Without the heat, the frost wolf that grew up in the cold snowfield was no longer a sick and uncheerful Erha, but a truly terrifying cavalryman.

More than 3,000 wolf cavalry, driving humans all over the world.

In the snow with a thickness of more than half a meter, the horses are obviously not as thick as the fleshy palms, and they are almost frost wolves flying on the snow.

If you can put the camera in the sky and look down, you will see that the front of more than 50 kilometers is full of human beings who have been chased and driven north.

In the military camp of Shining Gold Town, looking at the fiery girl in front of her, Lothar made a cruel decision.

[Burning Dawn] stared at Lothar: "Do you hope that the Trident Legion can take the initiative to attack and crucify the wolf cavalry in exchange for the safe evacuation of the other troops?" ”

"If it is a change of troops, I will never make such a request, even if it is a militia group of 10,000 people, I will not change it. But at this time, in the southeast of Shining Gold Town, there is still a refugee group of 5,000 people......" Lothar didn't dare to look her eyes, he bowed his head deeply, and sighed: "I know this is a very selfish request, and you are not obliged to help the Stormwind Kingdom get to this point......"

"Understood." Without any superfluous words, the girl took on a mission that was almost deathly.

Feeling a little lost, Lothar followed the girl's footsteps out of the command, only to see the girl raise her hand and gently greet him with something he didn't understand.

That's what the Chinese say: "Hi! Brothers, the month of January has arrived. ”

There was no nonsense, the Trident soldiers, who had been lazy like second-rate people scattered throughout the camp, with tattered armor and feeling like a group of deserters, suddenly had a smile on their faces.

That's a smile that knows your fate!

That's a smile of generosity to death!

More than 100,000 soldiers along the entire defense line were discussing who would be the one to pick up.

Now, there is an answer.

The soldiers were suddenly moved!

They thought that this already good enough guest army would not take on such a cruel task.

Not really!

Humming a song and carrying a great sword, they walked leisurely out of the camp gate and all the way east.

Three hours later, looking at the comrades who were rolling back in a sparse manner, and then looking at the fire that rose into the sky ten kilometers away, I don't know how many storm soldiers left sentimental tears.

"They're heroes......" Bolval patted Anduin Lothar on the shoulder.

"Hmm. But as a commander-in-chief, my daily duty is to send the right soldiers to the right places to die. That being said, there was already moisture in the corners of Lothar's eyes.

……

Many years later, when a fiery red girl and a group of ruffians walked to the First Dark Gate Battle Memorial Cemetery outside Stormwind City, and saw an epic trident-shaped weapon [Shadow Strike] stuck in front of the tombstone of [Trident Cemetery], the girl and the others suddenly broke out.

"Who the hell came up with the idea to stick a dung fork in here!?"

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