Forget it, let's take a step at a time, pick up the dragon skin bag, this should be the dragon skin backpack of Onexia that almost everyone in the game, you must know that this is not a game, everything with space is high-end goods, even Quel'Salas is only available to those archmages, the number is scarce, and it is a must-have for home travel. Carl had always wanted to have a similar space bag, but he didn't expect it to be given to him by his first woman in Azeroth, what is it? A token of love? Souvenir? Seeing things and thinking about people, reminding not to forget her?

In the strange eyes of the hotel elders and waiters, Carl walked out of the hotel, only to find that it was already past noon, remembering that he had made an appointment with Danas to leave for Riptide Castle in the morning, and it was over, and he must have been teased by those bad guys.

When they came to the city gate, sure enough, Danas and Mograine were talking about something, and when they saw Karl coming, they stopped.

"Look, our 'Golden Gun' is here."

"Hahaha" Mograini took the lead in laughing, Carl walked over hard, while slandering in his heart, fuck, last night was too intense, and he forgot that he was in the hotel, the black dragon MM didn't know what it was at all, ya, I'm afraid that the whole hotel listened to the Spring Palace all night, Rao is Carl's face is thick enough, and he also felt a little embarrassed at this time.

"You are envious, jealous." Carl smiled at everyone with a smug face, and from then on he was a passerby.

"Well, we can't compare to you." Fordin gave Carl a thumbs up, and the others laughed and looked at him with adoration.

"I'm finally sure." Danas punched Carl in the chest, "You're definitely a pervert!! ”

The people around nodded again and again, fighting all night in a row, what else could it be if it wasn't a pervert.

"Are there any special techniques to teach two tricks?!" Mograini leaned in and whispered, and Danas pricked up his ears.

"Roll~"

"Hahaha"

Located in the southeast of the Alathi Heights, Fort Riptide was once the capital of the powerful Arathas Empire, and after the Arathas Kingdom split into seven kingdoms, Riptide Fort also became the capital and center of the Stormgard Kingdom and continued to rule the Arathi Heights.

Starting from Stratholme, following the Sodoril River to Lake Longmere, passing through Andorjar, another pearl of Lordaeron, and then down the river, passing Tarenmere, and then overland to Fort Riptide, due to the urgency of the military situation, there was no stop along the way, even so, it was already six days after arriving at Fort Rapid, Carl missed the goblin airship in the game very much, although it was a little rougher, but at least it brought great convenience to Azeroth in terms of transportation.

As a little-known character, naturally no one came to greet Carl, and as a friend of Prince Riptide Castle, he followed Danas into this once-great city. The tall walls are already mottled, but they give off its grandeur, and the pedestrians and patrolling cavalry all show the strength of this kingdom, and it is completely devoid of the dilapidated appearance in the game.

The years are really ******.

At the dinner, Karl met with the Torbane family, also known as Solas Torbane, and expressed a warm welcome to Carl on behalf of the family, who maintained a respectful heart for the king who was the first to respond and support Lothar during the Second Orc War, and he was worthy of the Torbain family's oath to the kingdom of Aratho.

and Garin Thorbain, who succeeded him as prince of Riptide Castle after the disappearance of Danas Delaeno on an expedition, but was eventually killed because of the family's heirloom sword, which was coveted by trolls.

After having a pleasant dinner together, Carl enjoyed the night view of Riptide Castle by the way, but it was not as lively as Stratholme, and it can be seen that the decline of Riptide Castle is also inevitable.

Early the next morning, when Karl put on the infantry armor that Danas had kindly sponsored, Karl looked in the mirror at the shape of the Terran infantry, and was disgusted: Danas, a poor ghost, didn't even have a set of T0.5. However, Karl also knew that although he was a friend of the prince, he still had to follow the rules in the army, otherwise he would not be out of order to wear a generalissimo suit according to his personal preference. Having said that, the Terran infantry suit is still quite good, at least it looks a lot more powerful when you wear it.

Danas rode back and forth on a white horse, holding in his hand a heavy sword that looked very old and old, and was even full of gaps, and was in the midst of a passionate pre-war mobilization.

"Warriors of Stormgard, our ancestors defended the dignity of Fort Riptide with their blood and honor, and now, the evil trolls hiding in the forest have the audacity to attack our people, warriors, tell me with the weapons in your hands that what we want from these savages is—"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

"Kill the trolls!"

"Trolls must die!"

"The kingdom will prevail!"

Danas reined in his horse and swung his heavy sword forward with all his might.

"The whole army is set out to kill all the trolls."

Karl couldn't help but feel a little sunburned as he watched the passionate soldiers, fifteen years after coming to Azeroth, he still couldn't think of himself as a real member of the place, he knew that Riptide Castle's hatred for trolls could be said to have been inherited from the blood, but he couldn't understand it.

"Drive!" Karl struck the horse's belly lightly with both legs and chased after the troops.

"Danas, is this sword of yours Torcara?" Karl asked Danas, who he guessed was the legendary Troll Slayer, who had been famous since the time of Aratho, because he had killed countless trolls and terrified them, and was given the title of Kara, which means Troll Slayer.

Danas looked at Karl in surprise: "I didn't expect you to know her, yes, she is Torcara, who followed the ancestors to kill the trolls and lose their armor, my father handed her over to me yesterday, and there was nothing more exciting for her than cutting off the troll's head." ”

I don't think it's her who is excited, it's you. "I saw it in the royal library of Silvermoon City, and it's just as famous as Quel'Thalas."

"Haha, of course!" Danas looked proud.

Karl was quite unhappy when he looked proud: "Then let's see who kills more enemies." ”

"Ha, that's exactly what I want to say, you wait and enjoy the taste of failure."

"You stole my lines."

Many, many years ago, in this vast land, there were two powerful empires of trolls, the Gulabash and the Amani Empire, which were not at peace with each other, but they were not often at war either.

Later, the trolls next to the Well of Eternity were affected by the power of the Well of Eternity and became Night Elves, who studied the magic of the Well of Eternity and eventually systematically disintegrated the trolls' defenses and attacks. Trolls can't fight the Night Elves' devastating magic, so they have to sit back and wait.

In the years that followed, the Gulabash and Amani empires split into several small tribes, and eventually, the Night Elves' misuse of magic attracted the Burning Legion, and the Well of Eternity finally exploded, and the explosion split the continent of Kalimdor into the two continents of the current Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdor, and sank to the bottom of the sea to form a large vortex in the middle, and the powerful troll civilization that once ruled Kalimdor finally declined, and the remnants of the trolls were distributed in many places in Kalimdor and the Eastern Continent, Today, we are still working to restore our former glory.

The remnants of the trolls in the Arathi Heights are a tribe called the Deadwood Trolls, who are entrenched in the southeast of the Arathi Heights, relying on dense forests and mountains to fight with humans.

"You're already in troll territory?" It's inconvenient to not have a map, and Carl can't tell where he is right now.

"Yes, look," Danas said, gesturing to the strangely patterned planks near the trees, "that's the sign of a deadwood troll. ”

Carl didn't see anything to look around, and he could only say that it was often his enemies who knew a person's situation best. After listening carefully and observing for a while, I didn't find any traces of trolls in the vicinity, it seems that trolls are not ordinary people, there should have been news for a long time, so I shrank down.

"How?" Professional things have to be handed over to professional people to do, although I have read a lot of military articles, but there are lessons to be learned on paper, Carl doesn't like to do too brain-consuming things, killing seven in and seven out is my favorite.

Danas looked at the sky, "Let's go, the scouts should be back soon, let's find a place to camp first." ”