"Sister, believe me, Ares hasn't touched any other woman during the time you've been away, and the entire barracks knows he's looking for you, even using the griffon knights of Furstad...... Now the dwarves are at odds with him again because of the march, and he is very upset. And, as I have observed, Valera has been staying in her tent, with her adventurers, and occasionally visiting Varian and Broll, who had spent time together in the orc's gladiator academy. Other than that, I haven't seen any more intimacy between Ares and her. In addition, for your sake, Ares can be said to have turned white overnight. If you look at him now, you'll know that he has a few more gray hairs......"

"Not easy, a human ......"

In the snowy forest, Wen Lesa found her sister and told her what had happened in the barracks in the past half a month. It's not easy for others to find Sylvanas, but Winlessa is different, they are sisters of the same heart, and the elven necklace has a special magic that allows them to feel each other's presence. As long as it's not too far away...... In addition, Sylvanas left and where she went, she only told her sister...... So Winlessa can easily find her.

"You're speaking for him? My little sister, when have you been so friendly to humans? ”

After hearing Winlessa's statement, Sylvanas leaned down with a wicked smile and stared at her sister's face. Asked gently.

"Not for him...... That's how it is......"

Wen Lesa was a little annoyed.

"You think he's good?"

Sylvanas asked, leaning to her sister.

"Yes, it is not easy for a human being, an ordinary knight, to get to where he is today. Crucially, he did his best. He did everything he could. ”

"Then you can marry him, I don't mind our sisters......"

"How can you say that?!"

Sylvanas joked. Wen Lesa blushed angrily.

"Anyway, I've brought it, do you want to go back and do it yourself! Also, it's best not to stay here, after all, the Scourge Undead are scattered in this area......"

Winlessa got up to leave, her ranger still waiting for her not far away. She didn't even tell Luo Ning when she came out, only her personal rangers knew.

……

Winter hugs the lake.

"Here come the dwarves, General."

"How many came?"

"Thousands."

After the guards finished reporting, Garrosh. Hell Roar turned around, revealing his fierce face.

"Thousands? The Alliance Expeditionary Force is so many? ”

Hell roared and roared.

"It's not...... The alliance didn't come...... It was the dwarves who came on their own......"

The orc guard replied.

"What? Only dwarves? What are they coming to do? ”

Hell roared, grinding his teeth, asking.

"The Wind Knight's intelligence, as soon as these dwarves enter the south shore of the lake, they are digging the ground with all kinds of strange detection instruments."

"Another one to snatch the baby."

Hell roared and snorted disdainfully.

"Pass the order, gather troops, march to the dwarven camp, drive these dwarves out of this land, Donghug Lake is the tribe."

After a moment's thought, Hellroar immediately made a plan for his next step. It should be said that this is not a plan, it is purely a decision made on the spot. No general would give such a direct and simple order. Hellroar doesn't usually do it, but it wasn't the same today...... Beneath the azure surface of Dongyong Lake, there seems to be a fascinating treasure and magic hidden here. It made the orcs lose themselves and turned Garrosh into a war machine.

"Wait, Hellroar, the Horde is now allied with the Alliance against the Scourge Legion. At this time, we should first ask the other party where they came from before making the next plan. At the very least, we should send emissaries to warn them to leave our territory first, rather than going to war directly. This will undermine this alliance. ”

Next to Hell's Roar, Sarufar stopped.

"Does this still need to be asked? Sarufar, it is already clear that the dwarves have come here for one purpose - to fight for this treasure that belongs to the tribe. Didn't you listen to the knights' report, they probed with various instruments and dug into the ground! If their target is the Lich King, the Scourge Legion, why not just head north, but instead make a long detour here? ”

Hell's Roar continued to growl until—

"Forming an alliance with humans has reached the limit of my patience, and I will not allow anything that attempts to undermine the interests of the tribe!"

……

Two days later, the front line of Donghug Lake.

More and more orcs, darkspear trolls, and minotaurs are pouring towards the dwarven positions.

The commander of the Ironforge Expeditionary Force, Arrin, had to occupy the high ground and hold the camp.

"Commander, we must ask Ares for help."

Braving the rain of flint and arrows from the tribe, the dwarven warrior pleaded.

However, Arrin doesn't seem to have that in mind. His face was ugly and angry.

"Even if I were to die here and be crushed to pieces, I would never intercede with Ares!"

He yelled. The sound was drowned out by the roaring sound of the tribe's stonethrowing......

"Now is not the time to pay attention to personal feelings, general, if you don't ask for help, five thousand dwarven warriors are dying here! King Magni's order to us is to support the Alliance, not ......"

"And not what? Dig for treasure here? Let me tell you, if we dig up this batch of treasures, or snatch this batch of treasures from the tribe, our combat effectiveness will increase in a straight line. When the time comes, not to mention that these beasts of the tribe will not be able to attack us, even if Arthas comes in person, I will not be afraid of him! ”

As soon as Arrin finished speaking, a cannon exploded beside him, sending sparks and powder flying. Nearly burned him and the non-commissioned officer next to him to the ground.

By the time they got up again, the Horde had already launched a melee charge.

Thousands of tribal warriors, armed with hammers and battle axes, charged from the ground. The Wind Knight harnessed the two-legged wyvern, following the pace of the Horde's charge, flying through the air, sweeping above the dwarven camp to cover the Horde's charge. Dwarven musketeers with poison-soaked spears hurled from the air, piercing the ground.

However, in the face of an army ten times their size, the dwarves were brave enough to rise to the occasion. When the enemy rushed to the distance where the bullets had not had time to fill, thousands of Ironforge dwarven warriors rushed up against the tall orcs. With heavy shields and hammers, they held back the charge of the horde army.

The commander-in-chief, Yarlin, personally went into battle, knocked down the orc infantry in front of him with a hammer, and on the other side, the spear of the Dark Spear Hunter almost stabbed his body, Yarlin flashed sideways, stepped on the spear, and a shield slammed into the air, breaking the spear of the Dark Spear Hunter in the air, and then the war hammer roared and smashed into the troll's head, the troll hunter had no time to dodge, and suddenly his head blossomed in front of the dwarven warrior, and blood splattered......