There was a sultry humidity in the air, like a fog.

Lying on a pile of straw and a soft layer of bearskin cushions, twisting his body constantly, Wolgan couldn't sleep at all, and in the linen-sewn tent, it was dark.

As a gnoll, Wogan never thought he was stupid, on the contrary, he was a smart gnoll with dark eyes, and he was just because he was too smart to fit in with this stupid tribe of gnolls.

He sighed and twisted himself on the bearskin mat, which was unfair.

He is so smart, he is not a chief in the Wolf Roar Clan, only a smart self can lead the Wolf Roar Clan to become strong and restore the glory of his ancestors, his mouth is slightly open, and his sharp teeth are exposed, no matter who he is, it is the food of the Jackals.

Covering his jaw, Wolgan showed an unwilling look in his eyes, the great gnoll man is the ancestor of the wolf god, that group of green-skinned monsters can't be defeated, and in the end they are not even opponents with a bunch of bones.

Stretched out his hand on his left arm, stroked it gently, and a stinging pain came into his heart, this is a knife wound, flesh and blood rolling, but it has been a while, and the top has healed seventy-seven-eighty-eight, this day is unbearable, day by day is more and more difficult, keep running, keep running, let the damn incompetent chief continue to lead, sooner or later he will be finished.

I should do something about it, I can't go on like this.

Wogan sat up, restless inside, and walked out of the tent naked. The curtain was drawn. Compare the darkness in the tent. The moonlight outside the tent was hazy, and although it was a lack of moon, it did not dampen the beauty of the heart, casting a bright moonlight that illuminated the camp.

He glanced at his tent, which was littered with traces of sewing, piece after piece of linen, sewn together. formed their own tent,

Frowning, with a disgusted expression on his face, as a smart jackal, he must know how to enjoy, he is different from the rice bucket that only knows how to eat, the last time he fought, he fled too hastily, and his tent made of demonic cloth was lost. This qiē blames the incompetent chieftain, if it weren't for his incompetence. How could his most beloved tent be lost.

A resentful hatred pervades Wolgan's densely covered face, and it took a long time to hide it again, and strode towards a tent somewhere in the camp.

"Who?" A powerful arm, grabbing his sharp battle axe in one hand, opened his mouth to ask, a vigilant face, and an expression of a frightened bird.

"It's me Wolgan," he opened the curtain and stepped into the tent, and by the moonlight, Wolgan saw a vigilant figure, and instantly grabbed his weapon from the hay and leaped up, the weapon pointed at him, a gnolla on guard.

"Great Commander," the gnoll in it is a much stronger gnoll than Wolgan, naked, naked upper body, full of muscle beauty, symbolizing surging strength, knowing that the person is Wolgan, when, the weapon in his hand was thrown directly on the ground, and said to Wolgan with great respect.

"How many times have I said in the past two years, don't call me the Grand Commander, I am now the Second Commander," Wolgan said, but his face showed a satisfied look, and his expression and tone did not match the typical stern zhòng.

The sturdy gnoll with his mouth bared and grinning teeth did not continue to speak, obviously not knowing how to cooperate, if he replaced Rex with the role of a sturdy gnoll, Rex would definitely shout loudly, "No matter when, you are my commander,"

began to show loyalty, of course, this is the otaku Rex who has just crossed over, with the current Rex, such words are absolutely impossible to say.

"Hall, how are your injuries? Show me? Wolgan asked with concern.

"It's almost healed," he said, pointing to his right chest, where a slap-long wound had not been bandaged in any way, but had simply been applied with some green herbs, and the hair on his right chest had been dyed green.

A hint of discoloration, in Wolgan's eyes flashed, sighed in his heart, there was a mistake in the book, isn't this a means to buy people's hearts, this Hall should show a grateful look, how can he be indifferent, human books are really profound, if you want to comprehend, you still have to work harder.

"It's okay if the injury is fine, rest well, we should move again tomorrow," Wolgan stood up from the weeds, pretending to leave.

"We're going to move again, how long are we going to hide like this?" As Wolgan had guessed, Hall immediately complained.

"Be quiet, don't make such a loud noise if you don't want to bring the patrol in," Wolgan scolded Hale before continuing his sermon; "No one wants to continue the migration, but for the survival of our Wolf Roar Clan, we can only go on like this."

"Survival, as the descendants of the wolf god, death in battle is our destination, this period of time since the green-skinned monster ran out of the cage, the chief didn't even fight, and ran away with us directly, from this point on, how far we ran, I can't remember at all, I only know that our enemy, from the green-skinned monster, replaced by those skeleton shelves, even if it is, there is no chance to eat a full meal."

Hall's mouth was full of resentment, and he didn't know whether he was complaining about his continuous fugitive career, or complaining that he hadn't eaten a full meal at all.

"I still miss the time when I went out to fight with the Great Commander, when I could eat whenever I wanted, and I didn't have to worry about eating at all," Hall revealed the reason for his resentment.

Hall's resentment, the successful hook aroused Wolgan's resentment, the second in ten thousand years This is Wolgen's life, and he finally became the commander, but after returning to the wolf roar clan, he was demoted to the second commander again, the chief manages the army, and the leader deals with internal affairs, which is a very conventional thing, not only for the jackals, even if it is for the orc tribe, but there are some differences in the wolf roar clan, there is no leader, instead of the leader, the chief in the wolf roar clan is the most noble person, and the chief is divided into the leader, the big leader, The two commanders are divided into nine commanders.

Wolgan is the second of them, the second of the 10,000-year-olds.

"Alright, get ready to leave tomorrow," Wolgan and Hall chatted for a while, then got up and left, pushed open the curtain, drew an arc at the corner of his mouth, Wolgan walked outside his tent, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, his eyes were gloomy, the land was lush and vibrant, and people felt endless peace, the campfire was burning in the distance, the sound of crackling wood beating, like thunder in the dark night, the warm fire and the silver moonlight magically blended.

Several gnolls surrounded the bonfire, their mouths constantly biting the bacon in their hands, as the most elite warriors of the Wolf Roar Clan, their treatment was naturally different from ordinary gnolls, this cup of slaughtered, air-dried, and made of bacon would only be distributed to the most elite warriors.

"Those cowardly humans have defeated those undead, I thought for a day, this is absolutely not true," one of the gnolls said as he bit the bacon in his mouth, eating it.

For those who were manipulated by the Lich King and came back from the dead, there are many names now, such as the undead army, the scourge army, the undead army, and many other names, and the jackals like to call them the undead,

"Even so, I think so, that the undead know no tiredness, no pain, no emotion, no fear, only know how to kill, and are more ferocious than any beast I have ever seen."

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Listening to the sound of discussions, the events of the day echoed in Wolgan's mind again, and the memories of two years ago began to flow out.

That human prince, really a great ability, actually defeated the 500,000 undead army, this news was received by Wolgan during the day, it brought a great shock to Wolgan, the undead army, Wolgan is not unseen, the wolf roar clan since the orcs expelled their lair, they have moved north, originally just found a stable place not long after, it was when the undead natural disaster broke out, the undead natural disaster raged in the land of Lordaeron, the wolf roar clan suffered again, in order to avoid the orcs, The Wolf Roar Clan has moved a little far to the north, and it has gone deeper, although it has not reached the hardest hit area, but there are still a lot of raging undead natural disaster armies.

After a few battles, the Wolf Roar Clan was defeated again and again, and the combat power of the Undead Disaster Army was not too strong, but the lifeless charge, the way of playing back was terrifying, and the clansmen who died in battle became enemies the next moment, this strange thing made the Wolf Roar Clan have no confidence and began to flee again.

Because I know how difficult it is to have a big victory.

As a smart man, Wolgan had to admit that there was still a gap between himself and the human prince, and a fiery gaze came out in his eyes, and this result echoed Wolgan's heart even more, this is the power of smart people.

After a period of spread, the battle of the Wall of Greymane finally began to ferment, spreading in the land of the Eastern Kingdom, no matter what race, they have heard of it, and the rumors, like all the rumors, began to gradually exaggerate, 300,000 to 500,000, this is still because the Wolf Roar Clan is not very far away now, such as Stormwind City, the news obtained is even more amazing, it has gone from 500,000 to 1 million. (To be continued......)