As the morning sun slowly rises over the horizon of the Barrens, two armies are already in line with the Sweetwater Oasis near the border of the Forgotten Pool. A solemn atmosphere enveloped the land, and the warriors' unwavering determination and fearless fighting spirit seemed to make it seem that even the gods did not dare to face it.

As the Minotaur Overseer, Carol Bloodhoof stood at the front of the Minotaur formation, looking at the orcs more than 100 meters away, his face full of determination, even though Tumony had told him a few hours ago that it was impossible to restore the water source, the heroic minotaur from the Bloodhoof tribe did not show the slightest waver. Because he knew that on his shoulders was not only the lives of more than 30,000 Minotaur warriors, but also the glory and responsibility of being Shuharu.

On the other side, the heroic orc warrior Sesk, the son of the leader of the Fireblade Clan, wore armor made of fine iron and held a battle axe, staring at the minotaur in the distance. Behind him, three hero-level sword saints, also from the Fireblade Clan, followed closely behind, ready to follow the young patriarch to launch a counter-charge.

Although the orcs were no match for the stronger minotaurs in individual strength, glory drove them to do so, and the brave warriors of the Fireblade Clan could not afford to defend themselves in such a cowardly act, especially when the battlefield was in the Sweetwater Oasis. Behind them is the home of the clan, their brothers and sisters, their wives and children, their parents and compatriots!

"Woo~~~lok'tar ogar" When the sun completely left the shackles of the horizon and the warm sunlight splashed on the warriors, Sesk let out an angry roar at the minotaurs who had invaded the homeland, and took a step to preemptively charge. His sense of responsibility, his honor, and his identity all invisibly told him that he must not be allowed to set foot on the Sweet Water Oasis. With his figure, countless orcs roared loudly as they followed Sesk's footsteps and rushed towards the minotaurs who were waiting for him.

Carol narrowed his eyes as the morning sun was shining on him, causing a slight disturbance on the Minotaur's side, but it didn't make the difference between victory and defeat. Courage, as well as discipline, are the key factors that determine victory or defeat! He raised his weapon high and slammed it to the ground.

"Woo~~~~" The low horn sounded from the Minotaur formation, and the tall Minotaur warriors began to slowly move forward, their pace was not fast, but they were calm and powerful, and every step was firmly rooted in the ground.

The distance between the two sides is constantly shortening, eighty meters, fifty meters, twenty meters, but strangely, not a single arrow, not a javelin appears, as if the two sides of the battle have invariably abandoned this long-range strike method.

Is it that the minotaurs and orcs don't have the corresponding means of attack? No, every orc warrior is a good hunter, they can use a bow and arrow, and every minotaur is also a good shooter, their nimble fingers can not only use all kinds of projectile weapons with ease, but also ensure that these weapons can be projected far enough away.

But no one chose to do so, because every warrior knew that the purpose of the battle before them was not to determine the winner, but to show their resolve.

The orcs want to prove to the minotaurs that even if they fight to the last man, the Fireblade Clan will not exit the Sweetwater Oasis!

And the minotaurs also need to prove to the orcs that the powerful minotaurs will not accept the greedy expansion of the orcs, and they will not hesitate to defend the safety of the Mogaolei grassland with their lives!

Bang! As if the waves of the sea were crashing against a hard and towering cliff, the orcs who launched the charge collided with the tightly advancing minotaurs in the next instant, and the men turned on their backs, and countless heroic soldiers fell into dizziness under this hard impact, and were even directly knocked away by the powerful force. The compatriots who followed them did not care about these unfortunate forwards at all, and only tried their best to stab the weapons in their hands and stab them out again.

"Terrible scene!" Karn, who was watching the battle from a high platform from afar, couldn't help but say that although the orcs had the advantage of the charge, the strong strength and tall body of the minotaurs still allowed them to firmly hold the battle line, and began to push the orcs back little by little. The strength of these calves speaks for itself. "It's a pity that such a powerful warrior has died meaninglessly on this land, if you can become my subordinate, I don't know how wonderful it is!"

"It's because these minotaurs can't be of use to you that you're doing that, aren't you?" Banora stood coldly with his weapon in his arms and said, because the water source was contaminated, Banola, as a member of the patrol, was also punished, he was deprived of all his duties, and he had to return to Thunder Bluff to retrain.

Karn's eyes showed coldness and cruelty: "Yes, that's why they have to die here. If these aborigines don't finish for a day, we players won't be able to get out for a day. This is just the beginning, only when there is no one available in Thunder Cliff anymore, I can logically control the entire minotaur race in the palm of my hand! ”

Banora was silent, and from the player's point of view, Karn was not only right, but also very reasonable. No one likes to be an obscure pawn forever, called around by the so-called aborigines, and even if Thunder Cliff takes them very seriously, it doesn't prove that they are entitled to enough power and status in a few years. Therefore, they must take advantage of every opportunity and use all means to speed up the process of handing over rights.

"However, I have to admit that Ice Whisper Dry Bone guy is really enviable! Lo and behold, most of those damn Fireblade Clan orcs can wear iron armor, which is unbelievable for orcs who have been lacking in mineral resources! Even Orgrimmar's garrison was able to prepare a set of iron equipment for each soldier. Karn pointed to the orcs who were fighting with the minotaurs in the distance, "According to my estimates, it will cost at least two gold coins for the Fireblade Clan to buy such an iron armor, and there are nearly 50,000 Fireblade Clan warriors here, which is a full 100,000 gold coins, plus the usual reserves for backup, those that are replaced after breakage, all kinds of animal fats for maintenance, etc., just such a material, the total amount is about 300,000 gold coins." ”

"Maybe it's Orgrimmar?"

Karn shook his head, "Don't you see that the twenty thousand soldiers from Orgrimmar can't even make a piece of armor each?" If the Great Chief could provide 50,000 sets of armor to the Fireblade Clan in one go, how could he possibly let these warriors of his mine support naked. I can assert that the armor of the Fireblade Clan must have been purchased from the Icewhisper Dry Bone guy. ”

"There are also weapons, all kinds of daily necessities, and by the way, some luxuries, spices, and all kinds of magic materials that shamans need!" The more Banola spoke, the worse Karn's face became.

"Of course I do! Someone estimated that that guy bought low and sold high through Ratchet City, and his net income was at least about 80,000 gold coins per month. Eighty thousand gold coins! That's enough to reconfigure the three mercenary groups from head to toe! With such an income every month, how can you make those who know about it stand it! ”

Banola said angrily: "But you can't just watch!" Those fireblade orcs didn't buy other people's accounts at all, they only recognized that guy. If you want to start from scratch, improve your reputation in the Fireblade Clan, and finally climb the high branches of the young patriarch, or even the patriarch, not only will it take a lot of time, but the money invested in it is enough to make you desperate! ”

"I'm curious to know what the hell that guy did to make these orcs so friendly to him that he almost treated him like a brother."

If Yu Bin was here, he would definitely say that if you could find a home for the Fire Blade Clan that was scattered all over the place to thrive and thrive, then you would also be able to get this kind of treatment.

"Alright, stop looking! The outcome of this war is simply meaningless! Karn looked at it for a moment before stepping off the platform, "Without the water source of the Misty Peak, the only way for the Carol Overseers is to rush into the Sweetwater Oasis and get enough drinking water from there, but looking at the way it looks, those orcs will not let the Minotaurs step into the oasis even if they die." Overseers Carol will either wipe out the minotaurs with them, or take a gamble to see how many of them will return to the Mogaure steppe unharmed after a five-day journey without drinking water. ”

Even if it is an ordinary person, not drinking water for three days can already make him suffer from frequent coma symptoms, general weakness, dehydration, and even organ failure. If you don't drink water for five days, even the strongest person will die. And a tall, physically strong race like the Minotaur has a greater need for water. Basically, a minotaur needs at least three kilograms of drinking water a day to keep himself alive (without doing anything), and if he is marching normally, he needs to replenish eight to ten kilograms of drinking water a day, and if he still needs to fight (wear equipment) during the march, this need will be doubled.

Therefore, Carol had set out with these minotaur warriors even the previous night, and in less than a day they would all have to fall on the dry and desolate land of the barren land, waiting for the boars and gnolls roaming the wild to drag them back as a stockpile.

And at this time, even the Fireblade Clan itself did not know, because the underground water veins that flowed deep underground through the Wailing Cave were polluted, and it would not be long before the entire Sweet Water Oasis would fall into a situation of lack of water.

The war that took place on the border of the Sweetwater Oasis turned out exactly as Karn had guessed. In order to prevent the minotaurs from stepping into the Sweetwater Oasis, the fireblade orcs can be said to have used their strength to eat, and the fireblade warriors who regarded death as if they were at home launched a wave of charges against the minotaurs' military formation, and the whole battle lasted until noon.

When the scorching sun reached its highest point, the Minotaurs, who had been fighting for more than six hours, finally reached their limit, and the Minotaurs, who did not have enough water to replenish them, had to stop their progress and began to slowly retreat, and the war between the Fireblade Clan and the Minotaurs came to an end.

According to Karn's later information, Tumoni somehow bought some drinking water from Ratchet City, but it was not enough for 3,000 people to return to the Mogaure steppe. Realizing that he had failed in his duties, Carol Bloodhoof gave up hope of escape and ordered Tummony to leave the Forgotten Pool with the youngest of 3,000 Minotaur warriors, while he once again launched a decisive attack on the Sweetwater Oasis with less than 10,000 Minotaur soldiers, all of whom were killed on the battlefield.

The fireblade orcs were also not comfortable, after these two battles, more than 30,000 fireblade soldiers were dead or disabled, unable to continue fighting, waiting for them only a tombstone or retirement, and the 20,000 orc soldiers supported by Orgrimmar were even worse, due to the lack of sufficient armor, their battle death rate even exceeded sixty percent, and most of the rest were not lightly injured, even after treatment, the number of people who could return to the army would not exceed five thousand.

It can be said that this is a lose-lose war, and the Minotaur have reaped a fiasco, especially the Terror Totem Tribe, since most of the soldiers are from this tribe, the strength of the Terror Totem has plummeted, which indirectly led to the subsequent Margasa Patriarch taking the tribe out of Thunder Cliff. The Fireblade Clan also lost nearly 40,000 adult strong laborers at once, and had to hold on to the Sweet Water Oasis to recuperate, coupled with the fact that the water source of the entire barren land was polluted and could not be directly drunk, resulting in only a large amount of drinking water from Orgrimmar or Ratchet City, which made the Fireblade Clan have to expand its trade with Yu Bin, thus giving up the move of expanding outward.

It can be said that this war has no benefit at all for the orc and minotaur races. Although the minotaurs dealt a blow to the arrogance of the orcs' outward expansion, the price paid was too great, and even led to a split soon after, which can be said to be more than worth the loss. Although the orcs forced the minotaurs to dispel the peep into the Sweetwater Oasis and ensure the living space of the Fireblade Clan, they also lost the power to expand to the Mogaolei grassland, and Thrall was deeply involved in the struggle for power with Naozu, so that the orcs under the leadership of Orgrimmar could only hide in the barren land for the next few years, and did not have any greater impact on the situation in the world of Entagre.

The only one who has benefited from this war is the Snake of Body.

After Karn returned to Thunder Bluff, the young minotaur was able to get into the sight of Chief Kane Bloodhoof thanks to the testimony provided by Tumony, conferring on him the rank of sergeant major of the first class, and from then on, Karn was able to command a squadron of minotaurs of no more than 100 men, which was the first step towards the center of power.

Yu Bin, on the other hand, relied on the expanding trade needs of the Fire Blade Clan to once again increase his gold coin income. Because Sesk performed well in this battle and was almost already designated as the next patriarch of the Fireblade Clan, Yu Bin was able to obtain the right to sell some of the Fireblade Clan's specialties through him. That even included the option of hiring no more than two Fireblade Blademasters to serve him.

Although the war on the surface is over, the undercurrent hidden in the barren land is still raging, as the impact of the pollution of the underground water veins becomes more and more obvious, the consequences of this not only trap the orcs, but even attract the attention of the elves, a large number of druids come to the wailing cave located under the Sweet Water Oasis, while purifying the land, while exploring the situation of the Emerald Dream through the traces left by the Lord of Nightmares, to determine how deeply the Emerald Dream has been corrupted. This even led to a war between the Great Druids and the corrupted Green Dragons in the Emerald Dreamland.

Of course, we will have a chance to recount all this later!