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Especially when Akmund came, the elementals began to wail in pain.

On the seventh day after that, Drunken Wind and Onexia arrived at the Howling Fjord.

In Durontar, Drunken Wind goes straight to Drektar.

"Now it's time for the Frostwolves to fulfill their promises, the demons have re-entered the world - I don't think you want to be slaves to the demons again, do you?"

Facing the drunken wind, Drektar nodded slowly.

"I once promised that human named Dai Lin that I would fight once for the sake of my clan's tomorrow."

"He fulfilled his promise and sent us to this land that suited us – and now I will do it."

"What's more, as you said, this time it is those demons who are invading, and I have no reason to refuse, and I even hope that my fellow citizens who have fallen and lost will be redeemed."

"This time, the frostwolves are willing to fight."

"Blackstone is willing to fight!"

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"Knock, knock, knock, knock......"

In the hall of Chief Durontar, a war drum made of a huge mammoth made of nitrate was hammered, and the rapid beat of the drum heralded the general mobilization of frostwolves and blackstone orcs.

All the adult orcs, both men and women, came to the clearing in front of Durontar to be mobilized by Drektar.

"Warriors of the Frostwolf Clan, warriors of the Blackstone Clan!" With the help of the elementals, the loud voice of Drektar reached the ears of every orc present, "The elementals are wailing, the demons have come again!" ”

"Once in Draenor, the devil bewitched our people, made them drink the blood of the devil, abandoned the nobility and glory, abandoned the faith of the ancestors, and threw themselves into the arms of the warlocks - and we, although we either did not drink the blood of the devil, or overcame the blood of the devil through tempering, but this shame is still on our backs!"

"Our compatriots are still suffering and languishing! Our shame needs the blood of the devil to wash it away! ”

"Eight years ago, a human nation called Kul Tiras sent us here, and we recuperate on this land."

"In eight years, we have a new little warrior, we have a new little wolf!"

"And today, it's time for us to fight - for our homeland, for our glory!"

"All the frostwolf orcs and blackstone orcs obey the order, now start the general mobilization, we will go directly south, to fight the demons, to rescue those compatriots - we will fight to the death!"

“loc’tarogar！”

As Drektar chanted, the orc warriors raised their weapons one after another.

“loc’tarogar！”

“loc’tarogar！”

After the mobilization began, the jerky and weapons on the walls were taken down from the walls of the humble houses, and the sound of blades and whetstones rubbing against each other rang out in every house, and the banners of the Frostwolf and Blackstone were taken down from the Durontar watchtower, and the Blackstone banner was carried behind Red Blackhand, and the banner of the Frostwolf was handed over to Thrall by Drektar.

"Take it, kid." Drektar smiled rarely, "It's your father's flag, and now it's yours." ”

As a result, Sal's hands even trembled a little, and at this moment, he felt a heavy trust - and responsibility.

Thrall remembered the orcs who had taken the initiative to cause chaos as he fled, and he took the flag with both hands and tied it tightly behind his back.

With the help of the Spirit of the Wind, the banner behind Thrall hunted, and a hideous frost wolf was about to emerge.

A few days later, the transport fleet of the Kurtilas Navy arrived, and the orcs said goodbye to the old man, the pregnant woman and the child, and stepped onto the deck.

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By the time the orcs of the Frostwolf Clan and the Blackstone Clan reached the Whispering Coast, Illidan and Mavi had taken over the area with the Demon Hunters and Wardens.

After disembarking, the orc warriors were fine, and Thrall, Logosh, and Drektar were furious.

The Tirisfal glades had been polluted by shadows and evil powers, and the three shamans could clearly feel the wails of the elements - especially the wild spirits, who here were so weak that it was as if their souls had been harvested.

Illidan, on the other hand, looked at the sturdy orcs with interest, and shook his head—they were big, but they seemed to have a clumsy brain.

Also arriving here were Crassus, Medivan, and Gianna, who found Daelin as soon as they left Dalaran and then came to the Whispering Coast.

When Sal saw Gianna, his color changed dramatically.

"Tower, Taresha?" Sal stammered, "Why are you here?" ”

"Hey, little greenskin, you pay attention to me!" Dalin looked very upset, "That's my daughter Gianna, Gianna Proudmoore, not the Taresa you said!" ”

Sal also noticed that something was wrong at this time, and he hurriedly shook his head: "I'm sorry, I think I recognized the wrong person, she is indeed not Taresha." ”

Gianna, on the other hand, gave the orc a strange look—a rather unusual fellow, who didn't seem so rude, and spoke the lingua franca well.

After this little episode, everyone gathered together to discuss what to do next.

"Do you have any news about the Archdemon?" Drunken Wind asked first, "I want to confirm who the leader of this invasion is." ”

"According to some of the fishing boats of Kul Tiras, there is a huge demon who left the west coast of the Eastern Kingdom a few days ago and rode directly to Kalimdor." Dai Lin thought for a moment and replied, "I heard the description that it was a big guy, dozens of meters tall, blue, with an octopus beard. ”

"Oh?" Drunken Wind raised an eyebrow, then glanced at Illidan, "This is our old acquaintance, Akmund!" ”

"Akmund?" Dai Lin had obviously never heard of this name, "How strong is this demon?" ”

"Tough." Drunken Wind shook his head, "You know the power of Nepturon, right?" Akmund is even stronger than Nepturon. ”

Hearing Zuifeng say this, Dai Lin was startled, but then shook his head amusedly: "But according to the description of the fishing boat, he is not fast, and it will take at least two months to swim to Kalimdor like this......"

"......" Drunken Wind suddenly didn't know what to say, thanks to the summoning of Akmund, who had not enough brains, his choice to swim through the Endless Sea gave the oath quite a long time.

"Then we can put aside the question of Akmund for now, and we will now be concerned about the endless undead scourge and Arthas - and the possible arrival of Kilgardan."

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The fifth watch is over! (To be continued.) )