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The trees on the Winter Spring Valley are shaped like ice crystals, and the cold forest is established. The cold wind cut through the woodland, with the faint sound of heaving breathing.

At this moment, the soldiers of the alliance were stunned one by one, and their eyes mixed with fear and trembling were gathered in the middle of the wind and snow, and they could not help but be surprised, because what appeared under the clouds was a terrible creature.

A two-headed flying demon dragon to be exact.

"Beastmaster Damak!"

With an unprecedented glint in his slightly narrowed eyes, Monsoon muttered.

The slowly descending two-headed demon dragon entrenched in front of the orc, looking down on everyone condescendingly, and at this moment, an orc general wearing black armor and carrying a bow and crossbow on its head also appeared in front of everyone.

Damak's scarlet eyes, at this moment, were firmly locked on the monsoon in the middle of the stand.

What now?

Countless thoughts flashed through Monsoon's mind, and at this moment, there was not much time left for him to think.

"Monsoon Grand Master, there is no way, please take Prince Anduin and leave! We'll hold you off for a while, and now that we're not far from the eastern shore of Winterspring Valley, it's all out of you. Suddenly, an alliance general said.

At the same time as he spoke, a group of Alliance soldiers responded.

"This ......" Ji Feng's mind flashed one thought after another, his heart was very irritable, but he didn't know whether to agree or not.

"Great Grandmaster, let's go!" Lingyun Thunder Palm was carrying Anduin on his back, and at this moment, he looked at the monsoon and said helplessly.

Finally, Monsoon nodded, and rushed to the eastern coast of Winterspring Valley with Anduin and Lingyun Thunderpalm. At this moment, the three hundred surviving Alliance soldiers also began their final battle.

"Master Ji, can we successfully break through?"

As Monsoon broke through to the eastern shore of Winterspring Valley with Lingyun Thunderclaw and Anduin, a voice full of worry rang in his ears.

As a young pandaren general, Ringcloud Thunderclaw possesses enough courage and sacrifice to mention to Conn about traveling around Azeroth when he joined the Shadowwind Clan, and now he thinks about it again.

"Lingyun, I started from scratch back then, and led Conn to overthrow the corrupt rule of the Shadow Wind Sage, establish the Pandaren Empire of Pandaria, and even defeat the Mogu Clan, what did I rely on? Don't you know? Monsoon said word by word.

He did not directly answer the junior's inquiry, but slowly told the story of the past.

"From the Zhuojin Land of the Kunlai Plateau to the Praying Mantis Plateau, from the complete world to the world after the Great Split, I have experienced more than dozens of battles, large and small."

"I have slaughtered the most ruthless Mogu warriors, killed the most ferocious demon leaders, and fought with my own people, in these battles, I never thought of losing, even if I can't win, I have to use my last bit of strength!"

Speaking of this, Monsoon's voice paused deliberately.

"What I'm saying is never give up hope!" Monsoon said loudly. "Hope is always ahead, the future will always be bright, I firmly believe!"

……

The wind and snow stopped, and the fog dissipated.

As the sun slowly rises, a new day dawns on Winterspring Valley, where the monsoon is heading to the eastern coast of Winterspring Valley with Lingyun Thunderclaw and Anduin.

"It's finally here."

Taking a deep breath and rubbing his eyebrows, Monsoon looked at the system map and looked into the distance, now that they were about to reach the shoreline, if it was fast, he would be able to reach the coast before the sun set today.

"When I return to Xiquan Fortress, I must have a full meal!"

The orcs in hot pursuit made the Monsoon Wind and his party extremely miserable along the way, and it was extremely difficult for them to supply along the way, at this moment, Lingyun Thunder Palm sighed.

"Perhaps!"

Scanning the rolling hills and the dense cedar woodlands around him, Monsoon felt a sense of unease in his heart.

"What did you just say?"

Lingyun Thunder Palm heard the muttering of the monsoon wind and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Be careful, I feel that something is wrong, since the alliance soldiers blocked the orc pursuit for us, we have hardly encountered an orc in the past few days, this is really strange, those guys will definitely not leave easily!"

It was strange that Monsoon hadn't encountered half of the orc pursuers for nearly a week, and before leaving Winterspring Valley, Monsoon felt that no matter how careful he was, he couldn't be too careful.

It is conceivable that the later the orcs pursued them during this escape journey. This means that the more fully prepared the opponent is, the greater the battle, and the higher the danger. Therefore, it is very likely that there is a lot of danger ahead!

Monsoon guessed correctly, suddenly, there was a burst of angry shouts behind him, and at the same time, in the snow forests on both sides, orc soldiers appeared in patches, and large groups of orc archers came out of the dense forest, and in an instant, Monsoon fell into the encirclement.

A "black cloud" rolled over the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, blocking half of the sky from the sunlight in an instant, and the loud roar was also like thunder, and the two-headed demon dragon appeared again.

With the orc army behind him, the orc longbowmen on standby, and the two-headed demon dragon in the sky, at this moment, Monsoon is undoubtedly in a desperate situation where there is no way to enter the sky and no door to the earth.

By Monsoon's side, Lingyun Thunder Palm froze there, he wanted to speak several times but couldn't say anything, at this moment, he just silently retreated behind Anduin on his back, his strength was not enough to deal with this kind of scene.

However, these crises from all sides still seem to have failed to attract the attention of the monsoon, because there are worse situations that have firmly attracted the attention of the monsoon.

At this moment, surrounded by many orc soldiers, the orc overseer sitting on the Augur wolf is undoubtedly more eye-catching.

If the world is night. And if everyone is a little firefly in the night, the weak ordinary people are like fireflies, although there are many of them, they can only flicker slightly;

And the light emanating from this orc overseer is undoubtedly like a star in the night, even if it is far away, Monsoon can easily feel the powerful coercion that constantly emanates from this orc overseer.

Not to mention, Monsoon's familiarity with the Draenor Seven, with his black and white skin and severed elbow-to-elbow arms, the identity of the Overseer is already revealed.

"Kargas・Blade Fist!"

After a moment of silence, Monsoon muttered with a complicated expression.

This is an opponent that he does not dare to underestimate, and after coming to Azeroth for so long, Monsoon finally has his own hands on a real boss, an extremely famous existence in the game.