The Dark Gate is in February of the fifth year, on the island of Cross, where Dalaran is located, next to Lodamir Lake.

The last cold winds of winter, swept down from the snow-capped peaks of Alterac, dispelling almost all the warmth...... The entire shores of Lake Lordamir are already snow-capped and endless!

"Fourth squad, all lined up!" In the sky, the dwarf's loud voice rang out:

"Aim at the ground target and attack!"

More than a dozen griffons swooped down from the air in an instant, and then one snowball after another, smashing into the marked snow.

However, these snowballs are not used for "snowball fights", but for the training of these dwarf griffin knights from Eagle's Nest Mountain!

"Good!" Seeing that all the snowballs had hit their targets, the dwarven lord Kudran Brute Hammer nodded in satisfaction:

"Change to the fifth squad, and all of them line up...... Attack air targets! ”

A dwarven griffin knight pretends to be an imaginary enemy and flies past the griffon squad...... Then a dozen snowballs came at him, but this time, less than half of them hit the target!

"Damn it!" Kudran cursed and shouted, "Why is it that the target on the ground is so easy to hit, and you in the air can't hit it...... Pick up your griffon's milk and prepare again for the fifth team......"

"Don't discourage me, it's on the training ground...... If on the battlefield your bombs don't hit each other; I'm afraid it's going to be a dinner for the red dragons of those tribes soon! ”

The loud roar stopped abruptly, and Kudran turned his gaze to the ground.

A short figure appeared in the snow, a human figure, and he was walking this way!

"Damn it!" Kudran muttered, "Didn't Carlin say that he helped us lock off all the training grounds......

Talking to himself, Kudran steered Scarley and flew towards the intruder.

"Hey, stranger!" Kudran said viciously: "This is a military stronghold, and it is strictly forbidden to enter...... If you dare to take another step forward, Scarley will turn you into her lunch at once! ”

As if to cooperate with his master, Scarley let out a scream.

"Uh, I'm sorry!" The human took off his helmet, revealing a young, handsome face.

"Wait, you're a paladin?" Looking at the decorations on the other party's body, Kudran frowned and asked.

"Yes!" The young paladin revealed his silver-white armor: "I am the lieutenant of Lord Anduin Lothar, and my name is Mellas Tulayan...... I am here on the orders of Lord Lothar to find the Kudran Lord of the Brute Hammer Clan! ”

"I am!" Kudran shouted with some excitement, "Why, Lord Lothar has already arrived in Dalaran?" ”

"Yes...... Lord Lothar wants you to rush to Violet City as soon as possible to prepare for a surprise attack on the tribe after the winter is over......" Before Tulayan could finish his words, he saw a cold wind drifting in front of him.

Kudran had harnessed Scarley back into the skies.

"Falek, you're in charge of the training of the recruits...... I have a meeting I need to attend, and I'll be right back! The dwarf's loud voice echoed through the sky, and then he patted the griffon's head affectionately: "Scarley, let's go!" ”

Looking at the figure flying away from the air, the young messenger was stunned for a moment; Then he quickly put on his helmet and ran after the griffon's ass......

……

Grimbaatar, the deepest part of this underground fortress......

Once the home of the Hammer Dwarves, it has been completely transformed by the tribe; It has become a fortress of the tribe.

The Dragonmaw Clan has settled here, and they're going through their crazy plans!

"Lord Necruz!" Seeing the lame orc shaman coming, those strong dragon-throated warriors lowered their heads and said respectfully.

The Necruz-Skullcrusher just nodded at them, and walked into the Chief's fortress.

And in his hand, he was holding a red young dragon.

"How's it going, Necrus?" Zulushid, the chief of the Dragon's Throat Clan, whose hair had turned gray, hurriedly greeted him and asked with concern.

"The female lizard reacted violently!" Necrus said lightly: "It seems that he is very dissatisfied with our experiment!" ”

Necruz's gaze glanced at the chief's fort, at the many unfamiliar faces inside, and finally his gaze fell on the cunning two-headed ogre magician and stopped for a few seconds before he put it away.

"Didn't you teach her a lesson?" Zaira shouted, "Which slut has always eaten hard and not soft." ”

"Of course!" Necrus nodded, patting the golden disc around his waist, "I warned her that if she dared to refuse us, I would destroy all her eggs in the nest; As a warning, I smashed a dragon egg in front of her! ”

As he spoke, Necrus gestured to the slimy baby dragon in his hand.

"Did she give in?" Gugar's left head, asked in a high-pitched voice.

Necrus glanced at the ogre in disgust and nodded: "As long as we don't transform too much at once, it shouldn't be a problem to stimulate her!" ”

"So, can we experiment, Chief Zuluhid?" It was as if Gugar hadn't failed to see Necrus' gaze.

"Of course, Chief Gugar!" Zuluhid replied lightly.

"Very well, I'll introduce you first!" Gugar gestured and said, "This is the previous Guldan...... No, the spell taught to us by the evil sorcerer Gul'dan has the effect of completely ripening the target of the infancy, and it only takes half a month, which can be ...... like growing for more than ten years or decades."

"None of the tribal warriors who were matured by your Shadow Council have survived until now, and they all died miserably!" Necrus glared at Gugar viciously and roared.

"Uh...... It's all Gul'dan's traitor's doing! Gugar rolled his eyes and said with a little weakness: "So...... So ......"

"It's okay if it's not on our compatriots anyway......," Zuluhid said lightly, shaking his head at an angry Necruz.

"Okay!" In disgust, Necruz threw a baby dragon to the ground, then turned away.

"Come on, come on!" Gulgar excitedly ordered several members of the former Shadow Council to surround the drake......

The sound of an evil incantation suddenly sounded.

Under the shroud of evil flames, I saw that the young dragon let out a miserable cry, and then began to grow in size little by little......

At the same time, there was the sad cry of the mother in the depths of Grimbaatar......