"Roar, roar, roar......"

A savage roar rang out from the tribe's camp, where a raging orc warrior was wrestling with the blood elves who had stormed the camp.

A few weeks ago, Kael'thas arrived from the Void Storm in the north with his army of blood elves and demons. When the demon attempts to corrupt the orcs again, Thrall stands up and stops the demon's evil plan. Faced with a new horde army, the demons were helpless, and a great battle broke out in the barren lands of Blade's Edge Mountain in the Outlands.

The battle lasted for three full weeks, and the original goal of Kael'thas and the demon army was Illidan and the Alliance, but now there was a hard bone in the middle, Kael'thas gritted his teeth, but the new tribe was helpless under the leadership of Thrall, and the Burning Legion was at odds...... Many of their warriors were veterans of the Battle of Mount Hyjal that year. The bitter hatred made it impossible for the tribe to let the demon pass under its nose......

In the precipitous terrain of Blade Mountain, the Horde's army rushed down like a red mudslide, blocking the route of the Burning Legion and the Blood Elves.

The Doomsday Guard launched an air raid on the Horde's fortress from the air, however, the Troll Hunters and Orc Strongbowmen were not vegetarians, and they stood in the towers against the demon's air raids. A doomsday guard poured a highly acidic solution from the air, and many of the orc warriors who were drenched lost their hands and feet. Their skin melted rapidly as it came into contact with the strong acid, and their bodies ignited with the green flames characteristic of the Burning Legion, and they fell to the ground in pain. Some of the tribal warriors were even corroded by strong acid, half of their bodies were completely melted, and the whole person fell down like a molten candle, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

However, at the same time that the Doom Guardians launched a surprise attack on the Horde camp, the Horde hunters also launched a counterattack from inside the fortress and tower.

Shotspears and feathered arrows were sent out from the hands of the tribal hunters and shot at the arrogant demons. The air echoed with the whistling of hunting spears through the sky.

Wojin's spear struck a Doomsday Guard, and the demon hovering in the air screamed and fell, its throat pierced by the hunting spear in the hands of the leader of the Darkspear Clan, which was highly poisonous, and the demon fell to the ground and fluttered on the ground a few times, but finally did not get up, and was smashed into pieces of flesh by the angry tribal warrior......

Hellroar rushed to the front line as soon as the battle began, flesh flying everywhere his axe went, and demon after demon was mutilated in front of him. An ordinary orc battle axe slashed the demon to pieces like a steel artifact in Hellroar's hand. He roared and struck the head of one of the demon guards with an axe, stepped on the demon's corpse, and pulled out his battle axe with all his might, smashing it into the other demon guard.

The moment the weapons clashed, Hell's Roar let out a beastly roar, and he even pushed the demon guard away, and the bloody battle axe followed, slicing a wide hole in the demon's neck.

Demon blood gushed out like a fountain, with a thick smell of sulfur and stained the arms of Hell's roar. However, this pungent smell, which is unbearable for ordinary people, has no effect on the roaring of hell.

"Brother, I think it's time to tell Garrosh the story of his father. I had a hunch that the blood roar was the young man's weapon after all. ”

Looking at the bloody wind on the front line, Sal narrowed his eyes and said. His gaze was always on the roar of hell, a gaze of trust.

"Tell him the story of Grom first, let the blood roar go first, I think Garrosh still needs to be tested. He was brave, but more often than not, he was more of a reckless man than a true warrior. ”

Standing beside Thrall, Itreig said earnestly.

……

Zangar Marsh, Union station.

The soldiers were exhausted by the rapid march for several days, and they originally thought that the Outlands had the same alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter as Azeroth, so that the time to pass through the swamp happened to be winter, which could save the soldiers from the influence of the humid and sultry climate, but what Ares and Varian did not expect was that the Outlands had no winter! Only summer and autumn! The Draenor explosion destroyed the entire planet's atmosphere and changed the climate.

As the Coalition passed through the swamp, it was sweltering, humid and infested with mosquitoes, and beetles and reptiles the size of fingernails often burrowed into the soldiers' tents, gnawing at their skin and sucking their blood at night. Like a giant mosquito, it was painful for the Alliance fighters.

To make matters worse, dry grain grains are perishable and spoiled in this humid and sultry climate, causing all grain that enters the swamp to start moldy in less than a week. Many difficulties were something that Ares did not think of in advance.

Fortunately, with the help of the Cenarion Expeditionary Force, the Night Elves distributed their food to the Alliance warriors, and taught the Alliance soldiers how to collect special plants to repel mosquitoes, and they even healed the Knights' warriors, using natural spells to calm their minds and bodies without being irritated by the climate and environment. Emotions and psychology are also important aspects that determine the combat effectiveness of the army.

This is a great help to the Alliance's forces, but the Night Elves don't understand how Ares and Illidan are allied. They believe that Illidan is no different from the devil, and that the traitor will be convicted for the rest of his life.

Ares couldn't explain much, after all, ideas don't change in a moment. Some ideas have been passed down through generations, and gradually turned old things into truth, and it is impossible to want them to accept new ideas all at once.

So, whenever the Night Elves mentioned Illidan, Ares smiled and didn't speak. The elves were helpless, but the friendship of their former comrades still made the Night Elves happy to help Ares. Because even if you don't say it, every elf knows it in their hearts. In the battle that raided the Panya Reservoir, if it weren't for the addition of Ares and the Hammer Dwarves, they would probably have died under Vaski's dark spells. The grace of saving lives, when the spring reciprocates, they do not receive Illidan, it does not mean that they will reject Ares......

It's just that Ares has some emotion, the night elves, blood elves, and brute hammer dwarves all have personal relations with him, but they refuse to join the alliance, and he is an important force in the alliance, once these tribes and the alliance get into a fight in the future, who should he help? The Hammer Dwarves probably won't, but the Night Elves and Blood Elves are hard to say...... Before he arrived, the Blood Elves almost joined the Horde......