After spending nearly an hour memorizing the map, Unas made his way to the former troll's quarters, where the large empty hole in the center served as the Guard's training ground.

The soldiers, armed with spears and round shields, squatted on horseback, formed a cone-shaped formation, shouting trumpets and constantly practicing stabbing shots, which looked like a good look.

Instructor Luther came up to say hello and said, "Thanks to the lord, with these iron guns, I want to train everyone to be spearmen, as long as they form a formation, the defense will be very strong." ”

"Very well, in the future, our defense will be arranged by you," Unas encouraged, "We have such a small number of people and occupy five mines, and there must be a lot of red-eyed, so we must step up our training to let everyone know that we are not easy to bully." ”

"Yes, I'm going to train these guys well!"

The morale of the newfound victories and weapons was high, and looking at them was like seeing hope.

Unas watched the soldiers' training for a while and was about to go back, when Bass's sentries brought new news: the passage to the central district had been opened, and the mine owners were letting the slaves down again.

He immediately called Hart and a few other young men who were good at the water, and hurried to the hot spring pool in the central area.

Unlike trading days, there was no fixed time for slave owners to lose their slaves, and when they had accumulated a sufficient number of slaves, they would release them.

"I didn't expect to release them again so soon, usually only once a week," Hart said curiously, "Could it be that there is another war, and the Black Iron Dwarves have won?" ”

Only victory can harvest a large number of prisoners of war as slaves, and the young man secretly prays in his heart that Stormwind will not suffer another defeat.

Before he reached his destination, Unas noticed something unusual, and this familiar feeling was...

He hurriedly accelerated and ran, throwing off a few people behind him, the more he ran, the clearer the feeling, and when he rushed to the smoke-filled hot spring pool, when he saw the scene in front of him, the excitement in his heart finally couldn't be suppressed, and let out a wolf-like howl.

The pool was filled with chicken-like gnolls, apparently just thrown down the passage, and two of them had a strong spiritual connection to Unas - they were the leader of the gnolls he had controlled with his evil psychic magic.

In other words, the gnolls here are all captives in the stronghold of Poison Canyon, and they will become slaves of the Black Iron Dwarves and be thrown into the black furnace so coincidentally, at least it means that the subordinates in the stronghold should have discovered the location of the garrison.

Unas hurriedly stepped forward to ask for an understanding, but several orcs stepped forward to stop him, "We rescued these gnolls first, and they should be under the jurisdiction of our orcs, humans get out of the way!" ”

"They're all my men, and they're the same here," Unas looked past the orcs to the dozen or so gnolls languishing, "do you think they?" Hobie, Holt! ”

The two gnolls who were named ran over in a row, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Master Unas." ”

A few orcs immediately stopped doing it, and they wanted to do it when they pounced, Unas was too lazy to move, put his hands behind his back, and a divine storm knocked them all to the ground, this pretending to be a very deterrent hand, attracting the attention of the audience, Unas announced loudly: "Today's jackals are all mine, if you have opinions, you can try it!" ”

For a while, no one came to touch the mold, and Bass, who was waiting here, ran over and said, "I didn't care if I saw that all the gnolls who fell down, but I didn't expect them to be my subordinates." ”

"My subordinates can't talk about it, my prisoner."

At this time, only a scream was heard from above, and another jackal fell, and without Unas's instructions, Bass's men jumped into the pool to save the man.

One after another, the gnolls fell, and the number became more and more, and Unas estimated in his heart that there were only about fifty gnolls left in the stronghold, and they wouldn't all come down this time, right?

He really guessed correctly, after fifty-six gnolls in a row, the one that fell was replaced by an orc, and Unas's heart throbbed, this orc was also one of the seventeen orc warriors under his control in the stronghold.

"Hart, this orc is also my man, get him up."

In the meantime, Hart and several people also rushed over, and together with Bass's men, they had saved so many gnolls that they were tired enough, and they finally thought they could take a break, but they didn't expect to have to continue.

"Hurry up, the blackstone orcs are going into the water to rob people!" Unas urged, "Go down two people, don't let that orc get his way." ”

Hart and a young man jumped into the water quickly, one to stop the Blackstone orc, and the other to pick up the fallen orc warrior.

The blackstone orcs on the shore had a commotion again, and the few who had been beaten up before had already run back to bring in rescuers, and now there were more than thirty orcs gathered next to the hot spring, rushing over together with a fierce momentum.

One of the one-eyed dragons at the head brandished a battle axe and roared, "Human! Don't get an inch, the gnolls can give it to you, and the orcs are ours! ”

"I'm sorry, but this orc is also one of mine, and he is not from the Blackstone Clan." Unas also took out his twin hammers, colliding them with a loud metallic roar that shocked the orcs in front of him.

"I'm Glass of the Thunder King Clan, the ballast of the Black Stone, get out of the way!" The orc warrior, who had just been pulled ashore, got up and walked over to Unas, shouting at the orc on the other side.

The one-eyed dragon orc clenched the battle axe, one eye was red with anger, the orc would not endure this kind of insult, a bloody fight was inevitable!

At this time, another orc suddenly fell down from the passage, and Unas glanced at it, there was no spiritual connection, and it was not a hard labor in the stronghold, it seemed to be a blackstone orc.

"That's your people," Unas pointed with a silver hammer to the middle of the pool, "aren't you going to save him?" Beware of drowning. ”

The one-eyed orc roared angrily, and when he found this step, he also went down, but before turning to leave, he must say a cruel word: "I will not let you go!" ”

Unas snorted and didn't say anything to provoke the other party, now he was in a hurry to figure out the situation, but he was not in the mood to entangle with the orcs.

After waiting by the pool for a while, two more humans were received, and after the passage was closed, Unas led the group back to human territory.

With so many gnolls at once, and just in time to place them in the troll settlement, Unas returned to the White Hole with the orc Glas and the two gnoll leaders to ask them what was going on.

The three guys gobbled up the food that Unas had handed out, and finally began to explain what had happened since his disappearance.

First of all, of course, the news of victory, Unas and Lucifron lost consciousness after a life-and-death fight, and they never knew how the battle on the island was, and they were worried about the defeat of Angela and the Bronze Hammer brothers, and now they were relieved by the news of victory.

(To be continued.) )