Dressed in orange, the Alterac army marched mightily and quickly into the snow-capped mountains.

"Onward, Alterac soldiers!" General Merrick Haas, riding his warhorse, rushed to the front of the line.

The sword was swung in his hand, and thousands of Alterac warriors followed.

Walking along the path of the hunt, the farther he went, the more panicked the lieutenant general of the Alterac Army became.

Along the way, he saw the corpses of several nobles, all of whom were scarred and tragic...... There are even familiar faces among them!

"Orcs, General!" One of the soldiers shouted at the front: "Look, there are orcs ahead!" ”

General Haas frowned, he finally saw the abominable green-skinned monsters; And the monsters' companions, the frostwolves, who actually tamed the frostwolves in the mountains of Alterac.

"Charge!" Haas's eyes flashed with disgust, and he shouted without hesitation.

With that, he raised his whip.

He charged so fast that the orcs were caught off guard......

The sword pierced through the chest of the orc at the front...... Pierced through the green skin, the blood of the orcs turned out to be red.

The cavalry behind him had also rushed over...... The rest of the orcs looked at each other, then fled in panic.

"Catch up with them!" General Haas roared, "Kill them all!" ”

For the first time in many years, this middle-aged general felt so burning...... Because he saw an extremely bleak scene, the corpses of countless female dependents and servants who had followed the hunt were lying in front of him, and there was no doubt that they were all done by orcs.

General Haas also saw the familiar face of Mrs. Janice, who was reclining in a very conspicuous position, with a large scar torn from her body.

The blood instantly ignited the anger of the Alterac soldiers......

Such a scene is a fatal shame for every soldier!

Under the leadership of General Haas, the mighty army slaughtered the orcs in front.

……

A baby!

Orc babies.

The huge earth element, along with the quilt wrapped around the baby, was handed to the orc shaman beside him.

The skin on his face was a little shriveled, and his eyebrows were full of wrinkles...... He looks a little malnourished, and you can imagine what kind of life he lived not long ago.

Drektar's somewhat old face was now full of tears...... He may have had doubts before, but when he saw the baby, all doubts had vanished.

His immature countenance was almost identical to that of Durotan...... Goyle, there is no doubt that he is.

Xue Ge's corpse lay beside them, and the frost wolf died peacefully...... It was as if it knew that it had completed its mission before it died.

Drektar wiped tears from his eyes, wrapped the still sleeping Gouyle into the quilt, and hugged him in his arms.

"Chief!" An orc stumbled over.

Drektar remembered him, his name was Northley, and he was a very strong fighter.

"I'm no longer the chief of the frostwolves!" The old shaman said calmly, and at the same time glanced at the baby in his arms: "The real Lord of the Frost Wolf has returned......"

"No, human!" The orc Northley said with some difficulty: "The army of humans, they ...... They chased after them! ”

"Human!" Drektar couldn't help but frown.

But it didn't come as a surprise to him, they made such a big move here that it was hard not to attract the humans...... However, it is worth it to save the son of Dulongtan, even if it is to sacrifice the entire frostwolf.

"Humans, how many?" The old shaman asked succinctly.

"A lot...... At least a thousand people...... And even more! Orc Northley made some difficult gestures.

"Oops!" Drektar couldn't help frowning, a thousand human soldiers or even more, they wouldn't be opponents...... He commanded in a loud voice: "Retreat, some of them stay behind to intercept them, and the rest of them will retreat with me into the valley!" ”

As he spoke, he hugged Gouyl in his arms tightly.

……

It was a narrow ice tunnel, and more than a dozen orcs guarded the intersection, causing a lot of trouble for Alterac's army.

The dozen or so orcs almost blocked the way with their flesh and blood, until they all fell to the ground, and the human army opened the gap......

A few stout infantrymen struggled to remove the orcs' corpses, and General Haas led the men into a new valley.

"These orcs are worthy of respect!" The human general whispered to himself, "At least under my command, there are no more than ...... people who can have such courage."

His words stopped suddenly, and his eyes widened as he looked at a corpse at the rocks in front of him......

King Aiden-Pirenod, whose body had been separated from his head, lay there like this. The bodies of the Duke of Facuresta, as well as several other high-ranking Syndicates, lay on the side of the King, apparently dying to protect the King.

"No......," General Haas staggered over and looked at the head...... Tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

The sobs of the soldiers could be heard behind him, and Pirenod was probably not a good king; But he never neglected the citizens of Alterac......

"Praise the Light, I'm still alive!" A somewhat weak voice came from ahead.

"Duke Barov...... You ......" General Haas looked up in surprise at the blood-soaked Duke of Alterac in front of him...... It was as if he had crawled out of a team of corpses.

Alex Barov, with a sword in his hand, ran trembling and exclaimed, "Aiden, oh my...... Holy Light, what's wrong with you? ”

"Mourn, Lord Duke!" General Haas shook his head helplessly: "And I just saw the body of your wife, Mrs. Jennes, and she didn't escape this fate!" ”

"Oh, Janice, my dear, she ...... too," he said, but Duke Barov's face did not have a corresponding look of pain, but his eyes were fixed on the corpses of the king and Duke Facurresta, and the expression on his face was a strange one.

General Haas did not notice the abnormality on the duke's face, and then rolled over and mounted his warhorse.

"Those orcs have just experienced a fierce battle, and they won't run too far!" His voice was calm, and at the same time full of murderous intent: "Is there anyone who is willing to follow me to avenge the king!" ”

The latter sentence is almost like a shout.

Before the words fell, Merrick Haas's war horse had already flown out!

……

"Chief, those humans...... The humans are catching up! Abdul-Jabbar ran up to Drektar and shouted.

"I told you, Abdul-Jabbar...... I'm no longer the chief of the frostwolves! Drektar said calmly, "Human, how can it be so fast? ”

Despite living in seclusion in the Alterac Mountains for a long time, the Frostwolf Clan is no stranger to human habits, or characteristics.

"They all rode on their horses...... "and they were all mad, and they were all mad and rushed to kill us...... Our frost wolves are already tired, and it will be difficult for them to outrun their horses......"

Drektar's expression became a little solemn...... The Frostwolf Clan used to be very brave warriors, but after years of honing in the Alterac Valley, those rich fighting skills seem to have disappeared a lot!

If you are caught up by the human cavalry......

As he pondered, Drektar glanced at the orc in his arms. It doesn't matter if you die, but the son of Durotan, who has just escaped from the clutches of humanity, must not fall into the hands of humans again!

"Listen, Drektar!" While Drektar was thinking, he suddenly heard Jabbar say, "Take Gouyle out, teach him well, and raise him to be a man......"

Abdul-Jabbar's voice was calm, but Drektar could hear something unusual.

"You said, you're no longer the chief of the frostwolves, so it's not a problem for me to call you by your name!" A smile suddenly appeared on Jabbar's serious face: "We can't run like this anymore, or we will all be caught up by those human cavalry...... It's not a problem for us to die, but Goule must live......"

Drektar nodded, which was what he was thinking.

"So, take the Gouyle, and flee as fast as you can, into the depths of the Alterac Mountains!" Jabbar's voice seemed to be commanding: "And I, with the warriors of the Frostwolf Clan, will stop the advance of those humans!" ”

"It's not going to work!" Drektar shook his head without hesitation: "I should stay, my spell can stop those humans for longer!" ”

"Nonsense......" Abdul-Jabbar shook his head as well, and shouted: "Of course you can't stay, Gouyl can only jump away as fast as you can if you are by your side; Again, only by your side can he receive better teachings......"

The orc warrior clenched the axe in his hand and was silent for a moment: "It's so decided, orc...... Shaman, raise Gouyle well! If you can, let him avenge us in the future......"

With that, Jabbar raised the axe in his hand, stopped, and turned around.

Drektar nodded, he didn't stop his companion...... According to orc tradition, stopping him at this time is no different from humiliation!

He just silently clenched his fists, and then the whole person bent down and turned into a giant wolf...... The ghostly giant wolf rushed towards the depths of the snow-capped mountains; And the young orc baby has woken up, and he rides on the ghost wolf, looking at the environment around him strangely!

……

Jabbar stood silently on the high ground, flanked by more than two hundred brave warriors of the Frostwolf Clan.

Looking at the human cavalry swarming below, the hands of the orc warriors trembled slightly......

"Taste my axe!" He shouted.