(Achievement Counting)

Clearing the battlefield and settling the results, the coalition forces paid the price of more than 400 casualties and routed the main force of Shadralo's deadwood trolls, and only collected 816 troll corpses, and more importantly, Shadralo's mage power suffered heavy losses.

The road to Shadraralë is unimpeded.

"General, are you wounded?" Carlos saw Audren with his left hand tied to the deck and cared.

"It's not okay to be old, negligent in training, it's rare that I actually injured myself on the battlefield last time." General Odren looked embarrassed.

"What about the priest? How not to treat you. Carlos asked. For Audren, he still has respect. Cutting off the back path is far more dangerous than blocking the enemy's advance, and encountering the incarnation of the gods is a matter of pure luck, and Carlos can still tell the difference.

"There are only twelve priests in all, and it is better to help the injured boys for the sake of my nerve-wracking injury." General Odren was very open-minded.

"Praise the Light."

"Praise the Light."

Bidding farewell to General Audron, Carlos went on to walk around the other figures who needed to be visited.

Biglas was unharmed except for the smell of fireworks, and Danas boasted excitedly about his heroic appearance.

David Beckham. The Dwarven forces of the Steel Warhammer suffered few casualties, and the Dwarves shouted in their naturally loud voices that this was a great victory.

Kudran and the griffon knights were waiting on their fellow griffons, their winged friends exhausted by long flight transitions and night bombardments.

"It's really big to see the snow anger when you get closer." Carlos sighed.

"The newborn Snow Fury is a small man, and his parents even abandoned him because they couldn't support him." Kudran combed Snow Fury's hair and said to Carlos.

"And how did it grow so big?" Carlos asked curiously, if the griffin race also has a novelist, the legendary protagonist of Kudran's Snow Fury Proper Waste Wood Flow.

"I can eat it." Kudran seemed to remember some bad memory, and his whole face turned into a bitter mess.

"Uh, can you tell me?" Carlos was thundered by the Snowfury Grown-up.

"When I picked it up in the mountains, it was so big, and it was weak and only one breath left." Kudran gestured his size, and then said, "I saved Snow Fury with goat's milk and minced meat, and the main white griffin is so beautiful, although everyone tells me that it is only a symptom of albinism. ”

"For a long time, the little one was also sick, and I spent a lot of time taking care of it." "But I found out that the little things that were weak for a day were very good to eat. Sick griffons are not so fable. Out of curiosity, I hunted a rock goat that was twice the size of the small thing, cut it all and piled it all up in front of the small thing. ”

"Eat it all?" Carlos asked.

"Eat it all, seven points full." Kudran smiled wryly and said, "The stomach pouch of the little thing seems to be connected to another world, and the reason why I am sick all day long is because I have not eaten enough. ”

"During the growth period of Snow Fury, I was either hunting or on the way to hunt every day, and I was freed from knowing that the little thing had the ability to hunt for food on its own, and then the little thing grew bigger and bigger, and finally it became like this." Kudran raised his hand above his head to caress Snow Fury's head, and Snow Fury rubbed his head affectionately against Kudran's cheek.

"You guys have a good relationship." Carlos was a little envious, and he was thinking about whether he should raise something too. (Elizabeth is logging in)

"Of course, Snow Fury is both my partner and my child." The fierce Kudran on the battlefield was privately a dwarf with a cheerful smile.

Arriving at the barracks of Kurtilas, the gunners were enjoying their drinks, and General Odren gave five large barrels of beer to the heroes.

"Ensign, I am impressed by you and your artillery." Carlos did not hesitate to appreciate.

"Your Excellency, this is nothing, on the sea, it is much more difficult to fire artillery on a bumpy battleship than on the ground, and in an artillery battle within a nautical mile, I can maintain a hit rate of more than thirty percent." The second lieutenant filled Carlos with a glass.

Thirty percent of the hits, which is remarkable. Although Azeroth is a magical world, all kinds of unscientific things are not strange. However, artillery is a technical weapon that can have a hit rate of 10% on the sea, which is already an incredible record. (A nautical mile is still considered hand-to-hand combat, but a two-hundred-meter-long ship is about the same size as a toy ship at this distance, and a 30% hit rate is already an exaggerated hit rate, and any more is not magical.) In addition, the 2% hit rate mentioned in novels generally involving naval warfare refers to over-the-horizon artillery warfare conducted by warships under the calibration of calibrators, and the distance between the two sides is generally more than 20 nautical miles. ）

"A glass to the great kingdom of Kul Tiras." Carlos raised his glass in congratulations.

"Long live humanity." The soldiers responded.

After going to the Knights of the King of Alterac to mourn the fallen comrades, and exchanging feelings with the tin cans, Carlos dragged his tired body back to the camp. After a sleepless night and a fierce battle at dawn, Carlos's body value was already half, and after socializing with everyone for a long time, the feeling of sleepiness filled his brain.

"Uncle Fang Brick, I don't see you for a long time." Carlos saw Fang Brick sitting in his tent, and greeted him with a strong spirit.

"If you don't have the energy, I can come back tomorrow." The bricks saw Carlos' exhaustion.

"It's all here, I hope you tell me good news." Carlos patted his cheek.

"It's not good, although I'm not a mage who specializes in psychic spells, but judging from the spider spirit remains you brought back, Shadralori may have another big guy." The bricks bring bad news.

"Can you be specific?" Carlos took the hot water from Todd and took a deep breath of hot air in his hand.

"Venom is a mixture of primitive spider venom and some other things and then given divine power by the Lord of Poison, so it is very powerful." Fang Brick paused, "So, where did the primordial venom come from?" ”

"yes, I see." Carlos took a sip of hot water and refreshed himself a little.

"I won't disturb your rest." The brick got up and left.

"Uncle Fang Brick, go slowly." Carlos returned the cup to his personal attendant, and Todd left the tent.

"Tell me, what news will you bring me." Carlos stood up, feeling that he might fall asleep when he lay down.

"How did you know I was here?" Tanji showed her figure and asked curiously.

"Who's going to be eating in my tent but you." Carlos uses a white eye attack on Rukia.

"I found the place you asked me to find, but the guards were so tight that I couldn't get in." Tanhime replied.

"Can you tell there's that one in there?" Carlos asked vaguely.

"There should be, no matter what race, nobility is not a good thing, I walked around the aristocratic quarter of Shadraralo and found quite a few of that." Tanhime's eyes sparkled as well.

"Very well, I will honor your share of the matter." Carlos sent his men away, and was finally able to sleep in bed. But at this moment, Carlos couldn't find sleep.

In front of gold, what is the incarnation of Shadra, the Lord of Poison, even if it is a god, it will kill you!