The dawn light dispels the shadows of the night, just like Durotan's state of mind at this time...... That's weird!

"You idiot, what the hell is sugar, not salt, are you blind, or is there something wrong with your brain, and you can't tell the difference between salt and sugar?"

Quite simply, Izzy is trying to find a way to train Durotan to be a single father who can feed his children, and this is Durontan's own request, and Izzy naturally doesn't mind teaching Durotan how to cook.

It's just that he didn't expect that teaching Durotan to cook turned out to be such a difficult thing, and Izzy's state of mind has changed from being tolerant at the beginning, to now he wants to ask Durotan to bypass him.

He couldn't understand why Durotan could mess up such a simple matter as cooking a wheat porridge.

"Hurry up, be quick, if you delay any longer, your two children will cry with hunger!"

Sweating profusely from the hungry cries of the two children next door, Durotan picked up the ceramic casserole from the stove, lifted the lid, and poured the beaten chocobo eggs on the hot wheat porridge as Izzy had instructed, and the pot of egg wheat porridge was finished.

Izzy took a spoonful and tasted it, his face changed suddenly, and he looked at Durontan's expectant gaze, and he couldn't say anything about it.

He never imagined that a bowl of egg and wheat porridge would be able to collect the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy tastes, and Izzy remembered that he had only been watching Durotan put the seasoning for a short time.

"Redo! I'm going to watch your every move this time!

Under Izzy's supervision, Durotan didn't add any more "surprise flavors" to the food, and although the final product was still a little skippable, it was at least edible, so Izzy snapped his fingers and cast a freezing spell to cool down the wheat porridge, and asked Durotan to feed the child.

"I'm Nima!

Izzy sighed and began to make breakfast for adults, different from the desire for Chinese breakfast in the past, he wanted to eat some Western breakfast with seafood at this time, so he thought of it and started to make it.

Four fresh and delicious small fish that I had caught this morning were fried by Izzy on a cast-iron pan, sprinkled with coarse sea salt, and topped with a few sliced lemons, and the main course was ready.

Then Izzy began to make the main dish, and after a moment's thought, he scrambled a tender egg, sprinkled with black pepper, served with roasted toast, smoked pork, lettuce and cherry tomatoes, and finally a few glasses of cold milk for a drink.

"Hmm..."Izzy looked at the exquisite cooking dishes on the plate, and felt very satisfied, not only the food was beautiful, but also the meat and vegetable combinations, the amount was large and the portion was huge, it was perfect!

When Durotan had finished feeding the child, he appeared at the table in search of the scent, and as if he had taken it for granted, he made a napkin, which seemed to be tied around his neck, and made a gesture to enjoy the food.

And Izzy looked at him with an unkind face, and said, "I'm not your partner, I'll eat and do it myself!"

Durotan snorted, looked at Izzy with pleading eyes, and said in an attempt to "get by": "Brother, don't be like this, when I finish my share, I guess I will be able to eat dinner." ”

Izzy smiled and made a "you're pretty self-aware" expression.

The two of them sat down at the table, poured lemon juice on the delicious fish, and were just about to enjoy their meal when they heard the sound of footsteps rushing towards them.

Izzy and Durotan's faces changed, and they hurriedly grabbed the delicious fish like a "severed head meal", stuffed it into their mouths, chewed quickly on their upper and lower jaws, and even chewed the bones of the delicious fish.

A hand lifted the curtain, and the herald entered, seeing Izzy draining a glass of milk, while Durotan choked his neck as if he were going to die.

Izzy slapped Durotan on the back, and with the power of the shock, he slapped the tender egg toast in his throat into his stomach, and then looked at the herald with an ugly face, and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"High Chief, there is a great movement in Lordaeron's royal army, and they are assembled in the town of Brill. ”

It's as if Izzy heard something he can't understand, and thinks to himself, "These Lordaeron humans want to die?"

The destruction of the opportunity to enjoy the food has made Izzy in a very bad mood, and the Northrend expedition to avenge the Draqa and the Horde expeditionary fleet has already made Izzy feel anxious, and the people of Lordaeron dare to come to seek death?

Izzy immediately blew a whistle to summon the lava wolf, and Durotan hurriedly greeted him, asking his mother Gaiara to help take care of the two children, and then rode the frostwolf snow song to follow Izzy, and the two rushed from the docks to the Carlstone Manor.

The Horde has taken over several areas west of the Tirisfa Forest, including Carlstone Manor, Bells, and the Watchtower Pass on the Whispering Coast.

The Lordaeron humans in those places have either been transformed into undead or have long since left their places of residence to take refuge in the royal city, so it is not easy to occupy them.

And if something was going to happen in the interior of the Whispering Coast, the Carlstone Manor, where the Warsong Clan was stationed, would definitely take the brunt of it.

In about ten minutes, Izzy and Durotan arrived at Carlstone Manor, which had been turned into an excellent defensive stronghold by Gromarsh, and the magic artillery was loaded with cannonballs and ready to fire.

Grommásh, who was preparing for battle, saw Izzy and Durotan, grinned, and handed Izzy what looked like a letter of paper.

Izzy took the letter, and with a glance, he understood that it was a war letter with a warning meaning, and it was actually Arthas Minehir, the crown prince of Lordaeron.

He demanded that the Horde immediately return all the goods, supplies, and territories that the Horde had plundered in Lordaeron, and to his letter of war, Izzy said:

"Hehe! It's really a newborn cow chick who is not afraid of tigers, and the bear child is in charge of all the play, what is this old bastard doing in Lothar? Or is he not even a teenager?"

"No, it doesn't matter, what matters is how to deal with it. ”

Izzy began to think that he didn't want to waste too much time in the kingdom of Lordaeron, the tribe had a lot to deal with, and if it was a priority, Izzy thought that the first thing to deal with was to subdue Kurtilas.

As for why Izzy thinks so, it's only because of a sentence: "If you go outside, you must first settle inside." ”

Izzy didn't want the Horde to launch an expedition and have to guard against the ships of the Kingdom of Kurtiras to cause trouble and threaten the Horde's supply lines, and now that the situation has changed, then he may have to make sure that Lordaeron does not dare to make trouble.

For some reason, Izzy intuitively felt that the situation was urgent, just like when they were in Draenor, when everything was imminent, so he decided to use extraordinary moments and extraordinary means!

"Frostwolf Chief Durotan is the commander-in-chief, Warsong Chief Gromash Hell Roar is the lieutenant, this battle is under your full command, I have only one request! Let these ignorant humans understand what is called the lesson of blood!"