From the Dark Gate through the Elwyn Forest, from the East Valley to the Red Ridge Mountains, and through the Red Ridge Mountains into the Burning Plains, Morgan Outpost is stuck next to the main passage from the Red Ridge Mountains to the Burning Plains.

Orcs would not tolerate a choke point, so from the first day of the orcs to the Burning Plains, the offensive against Morgan's outpost has not stopped.

It's a pity that the success is also a big cousin, and the defeat is also a big cousin.

Morgan Guard was built behind a steep rocky cliff, and there was only one eighteen-fold path that could go up, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. A few orcs of the Burning Plains Overseers are not foolish enough to force the warriors of the tribe to fight the endless falling rocks with their flesh and blood. So, it's time for the Dragonthroat Clan to appear again.

However, the skies of the Scorching Canyon and the Burning Plains belong to the Black Dragon Legion.

Nefarian, the Black Dragon Prince, knew his father's plan, so he allowed the orcs to pass through the Blackstone Tower into the Scorching Canyon and then go north to Gongkazmodan, but he never allowed the Red Dragon and the orcs to spy on the mysteries of the Blackstone Tower.

Without the help from the sky, the orc's attack was powerful but not deadly, and the Morgan militia strained the remnants of Stormwind while struggling to support it, and finally nailed the nail firmly to the lifeline of the tribe.

Recently, because the orcs have returned to Lordaeron's troops in the north, Orgrim and Red. The power struggle of the Black Hand became increasingly fierce, and the orcs did not even have time to send troops to continue to suppress the Morgan sentry, and Carlos and his party arrived at their destination without danger.

"Your Highness Carlos, and Lord Brian, your presence has brought this little camp to life."

Old acquaintance Steve. Watson changed into a combat attire, and the traces of sword and axe repairs on the half-body armor were clearly visible, obviously not a good look.

"I didn't expect you, Mr. Watson, to be not only a successful businessman, but also a great warrior."

Carlos nodded in acknowledgment, then pun intended.

"Everything is for divine revenge. Madame has been waiting for Your Majesty's visit for a long time, but for a King His Majesty, due courtesy is a must, and we have prepared some hot food and tents, and ask Your Majesty and your warriors to rest for a while. ”

Steve. After Watson finished speaking, he bowed. He left the scene and arranged food and accommodation for Carlos and his party.

"How does he know we're coming, and when?"

Brian. Brass looked at Carlos with a puzzled expression.

"It's just that you can talk and come to things, you take it seriously."

Carlos shrugged his shoulders and loosened his muscles, ready to accept Steve. Watson's hospitality, take a good rest first.

Brian. Copperbeard thought about Carlos's words, and suddenly realized, and laughed to himself.

As for the onlookers of the Morgan militia regiment. Carlos and his soldiers didn't care.

The long journey is the most exhausting physical strength, originally Carlos just wanted to take a nap, but when he opened his eyes again, it was close to midnight.

When I walked out of the tent, it was already crimson.

The Burning Plains and Scorching Gorges are forged by the power of Ragnaros, the Fire Demon King, and volcanoes and lava are the main themes of this land. Even because of the slumber of Ragnaros. Many volcanoes in this land have subsided, and magma has solidified. The climate of the Burning Plains is still hot.

Breathing in the air containing volcanic ash, Carlos smelled red and black.

It is red when it flows and black when it dries, carrying hope, but also bringing destruction, the smell of blood.

"Your Majesty. Drink some water, the air here is terrible, dry and smelly. ”

When the chief guard saw Carlos leave the tent, he immediately walked up with a water bladder.

The crimson sky hides the black mountains. From a distance, the mountains and the sky are all in one. However, even at night like this, Blackstone Mountain is still clearly visible from other mountain ranges.

Because the black stone tower that stands in the sky divides the view and cuts through the sky.

Without refusing the kindness of his subordinates, Carlos took a sip, noticed that the water in the water bladder was slightly sweet, and asked curiously.

"There is a deep well in the mountain behind Morgan Sentry, which is a sweet well."

Nodding, Carlos stopped talking, even if it seems that the two sides are in a cooperative relationship at present, there must still be a heart to guard against people, and the most appropriate way is to eat and live together.

"How's Ashkandi doing?"

After standing for a while, Carlos motioned for the chief of the guard to return to the tent with him.

"The bird...... Raven Man, contacted once after nightfall. ”

Ashkandi, who was on a mission, refused to go with Carlos to the human settlement, leaving only the contact information, promising to contact once a day, if Carlos needed his powers, he would appear, and if he didn't, let Carlos not hinder him from continuing to trouble the ogre.

"That's fine, it's better than force. What do you think of the Morgan Militia Corps? ”

Carlos asked.

"It's a mixed bag. There are veterans who have been through many battles, and there are farmers who don't know how to hold a sword at all. If it weren't for the special terrain here, with the men we have now, I would have been able to defeat them on the plains. ”

The chief of the guard commented unceremoniously.

"There are at least a thousand of them."

Carlos said pointedly.

"There are more than a thousand of them, and in places we don't know, there must be a base camp, although in the north, we won, but the orcs are definitely not soft eggs, with this thousand people alone, it won't take five days to break through here."

The chief of the guard believed that he was a qualified professional soldier, so he made a positive judgment.

Carlos also didn't believe that this was all Mrs. Morgan's strength, nodded noncommittally, and pulled out a deck of Gwent cards to play with his chief guard.

At noon the next day, in time for the meal, the orcs sent two hundred-man teams to push catapults to carry out routine suppression.

"Your Majesty, the Morgan militia group actually quarreled."

The chief of the guard reports to Carlos.

"Huh?"

Carlos wondered.

"That Steve. Mr. Watson is away, and the Morgan militia is now commanded by a guy named Julius. But as if his prestige was insufficient, some people wanted us to participate in this defense, but Julius refused on the grounds that we were honored guests of Lady Morgan, and the two gangs quarreled. ”

"Ha, ha, ha."

Reading without a smile, Carlos gave the order.

"Let those turtles see the difference between the regular army and the militia group, and the whole army is ready, let us give them a little horse, which should be regarded as a meeting gift for them."

"Yes, my majesty."

When the chief guard heard this, his whole body became excited.

Stepping out of Carlos's tent, he drew the horn from his waist and blew the call for the highest readiness.

The desolate and mournful sound of the trumpet echoed through the sentry posts, and the militia regiment's orders were different from those of Alterac, and many people were at a loss for what to do, while some of the scattered soldiers of the former Stormwind Kingdom had a feeling of tears streaming down their faces.

The order of the alliance is Anduin. Lothar enacted it, and Lothar directly followed many of the traditional commands of the Stormwind Kingdom when it was formulated.

"This trumpet?"

Julius waved his hand to stop his men from arguing and listening.

[Kill them all, don't leave a single one!] 】

This is the sound of the decisive charge!

Which idiot is blowing in blind J8?

As the supreme commander of the Morgan militia regiment at this moment, Julius is angry, isn't this a mess? (To be continued.) )