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But now Monsoon is seriously injured, and his previously strong body is almost on the verge of collapse at this moment.

At this moment, there was a hideous wound on his arm, and just now, he was accidentally seized by Kargas Blade Fist, slashing his right arm, and he could barely hold the sword.

Staggered to one knee.

A cold pain came from Monsoon's arm, and bright red blood poured from between the cracks in his armor.

"It's over?"

With one eye that can still be used now, Kargas looked down at the half-kneeling Monsoon and said, "Monsoon, Panda Emperor, the final victory seems to be mine!" ”

Panting, Monsoon shuddered and struggled to his feet.

Monsoon, almost struck down by exhaustion and pain all over his body, leaned heavily against a biting stone beside him. He clutched the wound in his arm, trying to regain some strength.

However, the long-term blood loss has caused the insufficient blood supply of Ji Feng's body to lose strength, his mind is dizzy, and his steps are weak, no matter whether his will can support it or not, his body has reached its limit.

"I'm not going to throw in the towel easily!"

Despite being in a desperate situation, Monsoon still did not show weakness, but at the moment he looked shaky, so he did not speak with any momentum.

"You are a respectable opponent, I will give you a whole corpse, since you still do not lay down your arms and accept your fate, then, I will deal with you with my own hands!" Kargas was secretly preparing for the final blow, and his face became serious.

No matter what people do in this life, they will always encounter crises of one kind or another.

And in the face of these crises. It is useless to admit that it is useless to subdue the soft grandson, and it is only possible to win by facing difficulties.

In this regard, the monsoon is well recognized.

Arriving in Azeroth, he defeated the Mountain Derrors, led his people to overthrow the rule of the Shadowwind Sages, and rescued the Four Supreme Gods, uniting the Pandaria to overthrow the Mogu Empire and establish the Pandaren Empire.

After learning of Azhara's plans, he traveled north to Asuna and joined forces with Farodis to form the Asuna Alliance, and even with the Council of Cenarius, he personally ended the Burning Legion.

When Garrosh tries to take over the world step by step, Monsoon strikes decisively, begins to break the alliance, and comes here to rescue Prince Anduin.

All of this proves that in the face of these crises, the belief that hope will come is the only right choice.

A Russian poet "Pushkin" has this sentence in his poem:

"If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious, you need to be calm in the days of gloom, believe it! The day of hope will come! The heart always yearns for the future, but the present is often melancholy, everything is instantaneous, everything will pass, and what has passed will become a kind nostalgia. ”

Hopefully, this thing will always give people a miracle, in fact, as early as when Monsoon met Anduin, his letter for help was sent to Westspring Fortress.

The Alliance army led by Ringcloud Thunderclaw was nothing more than the vanguard, and now the truly powerful reinforcements arrived, just as Kargas was preparing to deal the final blow to the monsoon.

"Woo woo...... woo woo ......"

"Boom!"

At this moment, one after another alliance gunboats appeared in the sky in the eastern direction of Winterspring Valley, surrounded by dwarven griffin knights and alliance dwarven engineering vehicles, and the alliance horn also resounded in the sky of Winterspring Valley.

In order to allow Anduin and Monsoon to return to the Westspring Fortress safely, this time the Alliance sent a strong force, and this time it was his old acquaintance, Admiral Taylor, who came to support Monsoon.

"Ahem...... Overseer Kargas, are you going to continue to fight me now? I'm sure you know very well what will happen to you and your soldiers if you continue to fight me! ”

The Alliance's reinforcements arrived, Monsoon was strong and began to retreat, at this moment, the Alliance Dwarven Griffin Knight had flown behind him, this is the most elite Dwarf Griffin Knight in the West Spring Fortress, they surrounded Monsoon, at this moment, Kargas has lost the opportunity.

As the Overseer of the Horde, Kargas is able to maintain his sanity in any situation, and for a sane general, retreating as quickly as possible is the only option if the intended goal cannot be accomplished.

There was a long silence.

"You won this game."

The muscles on his forehead were exposed, and Kargas, who was biting the AFC Champions League at the moment, said in a cold tone without the slightest annoyance.

"But that's not going to be the end of it."

Kargas pointed his severed arm to the sky, a gesture that represented the order to retreat.

Under the command of a group of orc generals, the orc army led by Kargas contracted the defense line little by little, and retreated steadily one by one, although in the case of retreat, there was no tendency to panic and disorderly rout at all.

"You'll be safe this time, but you won't be so lucky next time."

Jumping on the back of the tribal wolf warrior neatly, Kargas Blade Fist, who was sitting on the wolf's back again, stared at Monsoon Wind, as if he wanted to rub his appearance into his mind: "Next time, I will definitely kill you, I will do what I say!" ”

"There's more to the tribe than you've seen today. Next time, I'll sweep through your clan with an army big enough to make you desperate! ”

"Next time, you won't have the slightest chance!"

Stopping the idea of a group of orc cavalry gathered around him trying to force their way towards the dwarven griffin knights, Kargas continued, "Someday, someday! The Horde will rule all of Azeroth! At that time, the leader of the alliance will be crucified in the tower outside the throne of the Westspring Fortress! ”

Kargas's words were cold and loud, and as a party on the other side, Monsoon was equally unrelenting.

"Never underestimate a person's determination, and never think hope is a ridiculous word! I'll prove it all. The wind sword was held tightly by Monsoon, pointing to the location of Kargas, and Monsoon's tone was cold and serious, "So don't talk nonsense. ”

Ignoring Kargas's gloomy countenance that seemed to be dripping water, Monsoon finally hid the smile on his face, narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "The next time we meet, I will lead my army to attack the West Spring Fortress, I hope you don't die too quickly!" ”

"Westspring Fortress? Well, I look forward to seeing you there! I'll keep the first pass for Chief Garrosh, and you and your soldiers don't even think of stepping into the Westspring Fortress. As soon as the words fell, Kargas Bladefist retreated.

At this moment, Monsoon finally let out a long breath of turbid air between his chest and abdomen.