(Continue to ask for Sanjiang recommendation tickets, anyway, don't need money, help, audience masters.) Kneel and beg your thighs to take me to the top five!! For the first time, the author licked his face and begged for a ticket that didn't want money, and begged for it. ）

When Carlos encounters the orc vanguard heading south and more than half of his troops are killed, the paladin, unwilling to be lonely, summons the top thief Bald Brother and his men who worked for Bald Brother.

A crazy and daring plan was born.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, poisoning and assassinating and burning its mother!

In order to alleviate the pressure of the war, Carlos plans to plan a special operation, using poisoning to pollute water sources, assassinating tribal leaders, and burning ordnance and food to delay the orc's offensive.

To this end, Carlos, who had intermittent convulsions, named the operation squad the Allied Death Squad, the operation codename Call of Duty, his own temporary codename Snake, and the bald brother's temporary codename Forty-Seven.

Carlos and his Stalker team, with the help of the ** Division's bricks, used the unstable portal to unknowingly touch the vicinity of the temporary camp of the tribe's southward troops.

After Forty-Seven complained to Snake that passing through an unstable portal was worse than being tortured, the Allied death squads secretly infiltrated the Tribe camp.

In the midst of shoddy piles of tents, members of the Allied death squads found the camp empty and the garrison weak.

Excited, Snake found a suspicious map in a tent suspected of being an enemy command post, and several orcs he didn't know.

Thirty minutes later, Forty-Seven reported to Snake that the orc grain and grass accumulation site was heavily guarded, and that no valuable arson target could be found except for the granary, and asked for instructions from his superiors.

After much deliberation, Snake decided to burn something casually and retreat.

When the Allied death squads finished arranging the incendiary materials, the orcs actually caught fire.

Snake asks if he did it, and Forty-Seven is speechless.

After igniting the fire and causing chaos according to Plan A, the Allied death squad fled the scene, encountering a blue horned and hoofed humanoid creature on the way.

To stop Forty-Seven's hostile behavior, Snake healed the bruised blue horned and hoofed humanoid with holy light, and the other man carefully touched Snake's forehead with his fingertips with teary eyes.

"May the Light guide you on your way, good Samaritan, save me!"

The echo of his heart shook Snake's mind.

Is it difficult for Lenny to not pretend to be a dead star, and he has become like this, and the Holy Light guides the way.

Five days later, Carlos received a commendation letter signed by the commander-in-chief of the alliance, Lothar.

"General, your exploits are so great, only a dozen people destroyed the granary of the tribal army, why do you lie that it is a small detachment of two hundred people on the report?" Ymir asked, puzzled.

"Of course, it's for your promotion, and if you mess with me, you have to think about it." After so many years of being a nobleman, Carlos's high-sounding lies came as soon as he opened his mouth.

Looking at the touched mess of Ymir, Carlos, who had hardened his kryptonite skin, was a little embarrassed.

Report it truthfully, Alex. Comrade Barov doesn't pull out a layer of my skin, hell!

In line with the principle of finding a mage in case of indecision, finding a master for incurable diseases, and finding a brick for dirty work, he handed over the trouble encountered by chance on the road to the ** master brick.

Five days later, Fang Brick told Carlos that he was able to communicate with each other.

"Uncle Fang Brick, could it be that Dalaran's magical civilization has developed to the point where it can study spells that can understand language?" Carlos asked, looking surprised.

"With such a spell, the old man still spends so much time learning various languages? The creature you sent to the Draenei is itself a literate master, using mnestic enhancement spells to teach him basic grammar, and the rest is cramming education. Uncle Fang Brick said with a look of reminiscence, "I think when I was an intermediate mage, I also worked as a tutor, and enlightenment education is an old business, and the eldest young master of the Penglie family has been educated by me." In addition to the legendary Ribauen, the old man is the No.1 in the tutoring world. ”

"It's so powerful, then I'll go and ask." Carlos said, stepping into the tent where the Delaneei were being held.

"Hello."

"Hello."

"My name is Carlos. Barov, what is your name. ”

"My name is Leonardo."

“……”

“……”

What happened to the conversation between friends when penguins first emerged in the 90s.

Carlos took a deep breath.

"Can you tell us your story?"

"I'm a Draenei, from Draenor, an orc, a great bad, killing, stealing food, working as a flower girl, I, captive."

Carlos took a mouthful of old blood back to his chest, unable to speak for a while.

"Mr. Leonardo, please be more detailed, I know much more than you think, is the Great Prophet of Vilen okay?"

Leonardo suddenly became excited.

"May the Light guide us on our way! Young owner of the Light, thank you for saving me, the Great Prophet Viren is well, and any attempt by those ugly orcs to assassinate the Great Prophet Viren will not succeed! ”

The conversation finally slipped smoothly.

"As far as I know, the orcs have left no record of male draenei after the Shattrath massacre."

Leonardo fell into a sad memory with a sad expression.

"Yes, they kill men, old people and children, and they humiliate women. But I'm Lantresso's uncle, and Lantreso once gave me an orc-style chain, and it saved my life. ”

Carlos couldn't turn his head around.

"Rantreso? Rantreso. Fire blades? Sword Saint Lanteriso? ”

"I didn't expect Lanteriso to be so famous, even the humans of Azeroth know his name."

"You, Draenei. Rantreso, orc. Uncle? ”

"Yes, Lantreso's mother is my sister, and she and Lantreso's father were in free love and gave birth to Lantreso. Their marriage was even blessed by the Great Prophet Viren and the orc shaman master Naozu. At that time, the orcs were not so violent and bloodthirsty, and the relationship between the draenei and the orcs was very harmonious at that time. But the good times of Qiē ended without warning. ”

Leonardo was clearly immersed in the grief of the meeting again, with a bitter look on his face.

"How did you get to Azeroth?"

"The orcs figured out that I had found the surviving Draenei refuge, and when I learned of their intentions, I didn't dare to leave my nephew's shelter, so I had to stay in the Fireblade Clan to survive. Because of his opposition to the war, Rantreso was rejected by the tribe and took refuge alone. Before leaving

My nephew gave me to another worthy sword master, Pochien. Split-hoof cattle slaughterer cares. Pochien. The Splithoof Cattle Slayer came with the tribe, and so did I. ”

"Pochien. Split-hoof cattle slaughterer? The name ......"

"Every year during the breeding season, the rampaging split-hoof cattle are a scourge in the Nagrand grasslands. Because of his exquisite skills and outstanding results, Pochin earned the title of the slaughterer of the Split-hoof Ox, so he was called Pochion. Split-hoof cattle slaughterer. ”

No, this is the rhythm of digression and waiting, Carlos reacted that he hadn't asked yet, and it was not the time to care about these gossip.

"You set that fire in the granary?"

"Yes, I hate the orcs, except Pochion. The Splithoof Cattle Slayer, and those who helped me, I would love to kill all the orcs. But I couldn't, before Shattrath was destroyed, I was a jewel polisher, and I didn't learn the art of martial arts. Pochien. The Splithoof Cattle Slaughterer arranged for me to transfer to a job of cooking for him, and I was entitled to go in and out of the granary. The orcs had a big operation that night, and I excused myself for Pochion. The Split-Hoof Cattle Slaughterer made a supper, and in the middle of the night he slipped into the granary, used hay as a fuse and set a fire, ready to escape while the chaos was in place. And then I met you guys. ”

"The information you provided is important, and I, as a major general of the Alliance, declare that Leonardo, a Delaney, is now sheltered by the Alliance, and you are safe."

"Thank you, thank you"

Carlos and Leonardo clasped their hands tightly, and both sides felt that they were lucky, this is a treasure found!