The southern strip of Winterspring Valley. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What should have been a pure white snow valley has been soaked with filthy blood. As far as the eye could see, there were mutilated orc corpses: white bones, stained blood, rotten flesh, indistinguishable organs, internal organs.

Seeing all this, Kargas Bladefist fell into a rare rage.

It wasn't because of the loss of troops, in his eyes, those orcs were not worth mentioning at all, in fact, in his mind, this tracking team with hundreds of troops was supposed to be consumed. But their "sacrifice" should at least bite the prey and consume their time to escape.

So that the rest of the orc army can form an encirclement posture and wipe out the prey in the net.

But the reality is a different story, and the prey that should have been caught has escaped from the trap he has carefully arranged.

Although I don't know what tricks the prey played. But now their layout has obviously gone wrong, and the prey has successfully broken through the encirclement. Gaining time to survive, much to the obvious annoyance of the ever-conceited Kargas.

Or rather.

He was annoyed that he had been disturbed to play the game of prey, and from the very beginning, the encirclement had been treated as a game of cat and mouse.

As early as the beginning of the mission, the combat effectiveness, action force, and escape route of the encirclement and suppression alliance were encircled; A series of data such as the posture of his own forces, the speed of pursuit, and so on have been repeatedly deduced in his mind. In his opinion, the alliance simply did not have the slightest chance.

But now everything is messed up, and the escape of the prey is like a taunt, a slap in the face to his self-confidence, which is intolerable. Looking around at the humiliating scene in front of him again, Kargas's eyes were incomparably murderous, and the anger couldn't help but burn.

Paced a few steps in place. As he was thinking about his next course of action, he suddenly found some anomalies out of the corner of his eye that he hadn't noticed before.

Walking quickly to a corpse not far away, Kargas squatted down with a strange face, and gently touched the chest of the corpse in front of him with his broken hand blade, but a ray of blue light slowly appeared from the abdomen of the corpse.

Kargas is an old fritter on the battlefield, and it is no more than easy for him to analyze the battle situation from the information left behind by the corpse. And this time, the message left on the corpse was obviously different from the previous ones, and the battle situation was probably completely different from the previous ones.

The other party seemed to be only one person, but his attacks were fierce, ferocious, and deadly, revealing a casual flavor everywhere, and his combat power was obviously too much higher than that of these pursuing orcs.

"What a surprise to me!"

With a strange face, he said to himself in a slightly mocking tone: "Winter Spring Valley will actually usher in a demigod powerhouse!" Don't know who it will be? Could it be Cenarius? Or maybe it's the demigod of Mount Hyjal? ”

The Moonlight Glade is the territory of Cenarius, and under the Moonlight Glade is Mount Hyjal, which Calgas Blade Fist knows all about, although he has not been in Azeroth for too long, but he still knows about the demigod powerhouse.

"Hmph, if those really exist, then it is necessary to talk to Grand Chief Garrosh about this."

Standing up again, Kargas made a summoning gesture.

In a matter of moments, several orc scouts appeared behind him, and after a deep groan, Kargas pondered and said:

"Message Chief Garrosh in my name, and tell the Thunder King and Fireblade clans about it, and have the Hansgar brothers, Karaguz, and Beastmaster Damak come to Winterspring Valley, and if possible, ask the Black Hand Overseers to come with them, I need their support. For the Horde! ”

A few weeks ago, Garrosh teamed up with Gromsh to kill the Abyss Lords and reclaim the orc clans of Draenor, bringing them to the world of Azeroth.

The five heroes of Gromsh Hellroar, Durontan, Naozu, Gul'dan, and Kilrog Deadeye were placed in Stormwind by Garrosh to resist the Alliance's attack, while Kargath Bladefist and Chief Black Hand were sent to capture Prince Anduin in the Moonglades.

At this moment, Ji Feng didn't know what kind of trouble he would bring him if he used the "power of Yulong".

Previously, when Monsoon was in the Moonlight Glade, he just ran away, and he didn't fight Kargas or kill the orcs, but this time he exposed himself, and this time, Kargas was serious.

A few days later, several elite orc warlords summoned by Kargas arrived in the Winterspring Valley.

The flame warlord of the Blackstone Foundry, the fireband of the Fireblade Clan, the fireband Kaglaz, the powerful and strange hunter of the Thunder King Clan, the first warrior under the Black Hand Chieftain, the Beastmaster Damak; and two martial arts masters summoned by the Iron Tribe, the brothers Hansgaard and Franzok, who have infinite potential.

"Very well, warriors of the tribe, I am very pleased that you are here at this time."

Kargas Bladefist was once a gladiator from a humble background, and he admired these warriors from the same background.

"For the Horde!"

"Commander Kargas, Chief of the Black Hand, no ......, the Black Hand Overseers are currently at war with Cenarius, so they can't come here, as you mentioned Cenarius in your letter to us......"

These 6.1 Blackstone Foundry bosses in the game can only be regarded as mid-level in today's steel tribes, and they are not comparable to the seven overseers like Kargas Blade Fist, and they are also extremely polite to Kargas, and for a while, they saluted one after another.

"Cenarius is still in the Moonlight Glades? I see, in this way, the demigod powerhouse that appeared in the Winterspring Valley was not Cenarius. ”

Very satisfied with the few new subordinates in front of him, Kargas also put away his thoughts about beating his subordinates, and went straight to the point: "Since the Black Hand Overseer has something to do, then I won't say more, I thought that the operation to capture Anduin was just a pleasant hunt, but it seems that some great help has been involved, so I have transferred you." ”

"The three of you plus me, ordinary demigods are no match at all, plus the power that Chief Garrosh gave me, even those high-ranking demigods can't easily take us down."

At this point, Kargas Bladefist's words paused slightly.

"This time, I hope to take a big fish! For the Horde! ”

As soon as the words fell, the corners of his mouth sketched a cruel smile.

Monsoon didn't know all of this now, and now, he and the Alliance soldiers were heading towards the eastern part of Winterspring Valley, where there was a port, from where they were preparing to leave Kalimdor and return to Stormwind.