Oss did not notice the anomaly of Lotherma and continued, "In our human race, there is a nobleman named Tian Ji who has done such a thing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

It took a minute for Oss to tell the story of Tian Ji's horse racing: using his inferior horse against the enemy's superior horse; against inferior horses with medium horses; Use the best horse against the enemy medium horse, one defeat and two wins!

Lotherma's face changed again and again, and it deteriorated so much that he really thought that Oss was playing the game of letting him deal with Zurkin!

"Good ......" Sylvanas was going to say the word cunning, but realizing that it was wrong, changed his words, "What a clever way, I see." ”

"This is indeed a good way, but borrowing skills and means to win, Zurkin will definitely not accept it, the demigod avatars will not be convinced, and the various tribes of the trolls may not approve of this gambling fight." Oss himself denied it.

"And what exactly are you going to do?" Lotherma couldn't stand it anymore, and the way Oss gasped and spoke made his heart flutter.

"I'll be the first to ......" Oss was just about to explain, his expression suddenly became extremely serious, Huo Ran got up, "It's here!" ”

In fact, Zurkin arrived much later than Os expected.

However, Oss soon learned why Zulkin had been slow to come, for to the right of the army of trolls from north to south, to the west of Taquilin, had appeared an orc force; To the left of the troll army, on the hill east of Taquirin, a kobold army appeared; If you add Gayalé and Malakas, who are blocking south of Taquilin, Zurgin completes the encirclement on all sides in silence.

A moment later, Zurkin, dressed in an ordinary single suit and wearing a dark purple mask, walked into Taquelin, followed by Ekirsson, the spirit of the falcon, Nalorrak, the spirit of the giant bear, and Harraz, the spirit of the bobcat.

Among the orc troops in the west, two orcs came out, one large and one small, one high and one low. The orc at the head has very obvious characteristics, the missing left eye is like a deep black hole, and a huge and hideous bone saw hangs from his waist! And beside him was the Gurtug Blood Boil, whom Oss had once perceived.

On the hill to the east of Taquilin, a kobold no more than half a meter tall walked into the town with a steel shovel two meters long and a cold glow.

To the south, Gayale and Malakas reappeared.

In the central square of Taquilin, Os, Kromie, Onexia, Kudlan, Sylvanas, and Lotherma, facing the troll leaders led by Zulkin, and facing the thousands of trolls, orcs, and kobolds, stood in place without showing any weakness, waiting as masters.

As soon as the two sides met, there was no momentum in confrontation, and there was no verbal ridicule. When Zurkin was arranging the encirclement, he had already learned about Oss and his party, and even seen the image of Oss, and he said straightforwardly: "I heard that you want to see me? ”

"Osmar Garitharis, Terran, fortunate to meet."

"Zulkin, forest troll." Zurkin's expression was all hidden under the mask, and there was only undisguised ruthlessness in his eyes, "I would prefer to go to war directly!" ”

"Terrans and Quirdore, war with Zuaman is inevitable! Six thousand years of hatred, I know very well! ”

Zurkin sneered: "If it weren't for the fact that you have respect for Zu Aman, why do you think I would stand here and listen to you talk nonsense!" ”

"War, yes!" Oss set the tone and said, "But I want you trolls to be able to return to Zuaman for the time being, three years!" ”

Zurkin's patience is running out.

The one-eyed orc sarcastically said, "Zuaman is our orc allies, they seek revenge, and we yearn for the glory of supreme victory!" Terran crumbs, you are delusional! ”

In the face of Zulkin, Oss finally asked for him, and spoke more restrainedly. In the face of the orcs, Oss's words were much sharper: "Kilrog Deadeye, I thought you helped Gul'dan snatch the Sin'aisari runestone, and you would follow Gul'dan to see what the Burning Legion that is playing with your orc race looks like!" ”

Kilrog pulled out the bone saw from his waist and pointed it at Oss himself! And behind him, Gurtug, a furious roar shook the heavens and the earth!

"Glory of victory?" Fearless, Oss mercilessly uncovered the biggest secret in Kilrog's heart, "As the chief of the Blood Cave Clan, don't you value prophecy the most? Why don't you lay down your weapons and go to our Terran territory to find a group of militiamen and stab yourself with a spear?! ”

Kilrog looked at Oss in disbelief, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his only remaining right eye! But his iron will, of course, would not be moved by Os's words: "The truth can only be sought in the inevitable death!" ”

"As a chief, do you really understand where your clan will take your clan with the choices you make?"

"Roar!" Kilrog roared, fanatical and persistent, "That's great! Proud! Future! We are invincible! ”

"Hah!" Oss laughed directly, "Then why did you die at the hands of the Terran militia?" ”

"Enough!" Zurkin temporarily stopped the two of them from fighting, and Kilrog already had a desire to fight, and he said to Os, "Your chances are running out, Terran boy! ”

Hearing this, Oss quickly stated the information of the Burning Legion and the series of events that had happened to Draenor in front of Kilrog. And many of these things are not even clear to Kilrog.

Zurkin's gaze wandered back and forth between Oss and Kirrog, not saying a word. The atmosphere of this meeting, in the silence of the troll leader, became more and more oppressive, as if only waiting for an opportunity for a violent outburst.

Oss watched Zulkin and Kirrog on the other side, his muscles tensed, ready to fight if the negotiations failed. And when his gaze looked at the kobold who had been standing in the east but had no existence, his brow furrowed slightly.

Seeing Oss's doubts, Sylvanas used the Ranger's communication skills to directly transmit the voice of the faint mosquito to Oss's ears: "Kobold Earth Diviner, you can see him with the naked eye, but you can't perceive him, which means that it is not his body, but an imaginary split body." Be careful, the Void Splinter also has substantial attack power, which is very weird! ”

Oss nodded slightly, indicating that after all these years of experience, he naturally would not underestimate any opponent, even the stone palatin monster and kobold. You must know that once in Nomorigan, there was only one Grubis, and he almost killed him, Muradin, Kudran, and Dagran, and it was a joke in the game when it was placed on Earth.

For the next few minutes, no one broke the oppressive calm.

It wasn't until an instant, when both Oss and Zulkin's eyes were on Kilrog, that the chief of the Blood Cave Clan said to Zulgin, "Order the attack, troll king, will you believe what the enemy says?" ”

Zurkin remained silent, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Oss made a final effort and said to Zulkin sincerely, "No matter how far we Terran and Queldore fight with you trolls, it's our Azeroth world's own business!" Quel'Thalas, Lordaeron, and even the lands further south, the winner is king, and the loser retreats, and it makes sense! The true purpose of the Burning Legion is to destroy the world! Even then, what is the use of you defeating the Alliance with the help of the power of the orcs? ”

In fact, this is one of the reasons why Zurkin is hesitant. Although he couldn't be sure whether what Oss said was true or false, if it was, then it would not only seem ridiculous but also meaningless for him to lead his people to take revenge!

Kilrog quietly took a step back with Gurtug, and Zurkin's lack of opinion meant that he had already moved. And Oss's sentence just now, "Our own business in the world of Azeroth", immediately made him vigilant.

After a long time, Zurkin waved his left arm, and the falcon spirit Ekirsson beside him turned and left. After a while, Ekirsson himself returned with a group of Queldore captives, about a hundred men, with a thick hemp rope in his own hand.

Zulkin said: "This meeting will be exchanged as prisoners, including those you let go, here, and those in the East Dalongmir woodland, and I will let you leave here again, and then we will not owe each other!" ”

If the leader of the alliance were to come here, the result would undoubtedly be very good.

However, Oss shook his head slowly and flatly refused, "No, three years!" The Alliance will take three years to deal with the Burning Legion, and then settle the hatred between you and me! ”

Zurkin narrowed his eyes, and his momentum rose sharply.

On the side, Harraz, the spirit of the bobcat, instantly flashed to the side of the Quildore's captive, kicking one captive over, and the rope stumbled to cause more than a dozen Quildore's to fall. Two more sabers appeared in Harraz's hands, resting on the erect neck of a Queldore!

On Oss's side, the rangers led by Lotherma also took out their respective weapons, aimed at the trolls, and the battle was about to break out!

Heavy pressure, it seems to overturn the whole town!

Oss took a deep breath, held the hilt of the long sword at his waist in his left hand, walked up to Zulkin step by step and said, "When I left the East Daronmir Woodlands, I told the commanders of the alliance not to kill or torture prisoners!" ”

Zurkin immediately understood, nodded slightly at the spirit of the bobcat, and the saber in Harraz's hand disappeared in a flash.

Standing alone in the clearing between us and the enemy, Oss spread his hands and assumed, "If I create a mountain on the Quel'Salas Trail, how will you lead your people over the Quelsera Mountains?" If I cause a landslide in Zuaman, how will you defend your capital? ”

"Boy, you're threatening me!?" Zurkin crouched down, one hand on his knee and the other hanging to the ground.

"No, quite the opposite! I'm telling you what I can do, and I didn't do that, let alone lead the army on the counteroffensive! It's because I'm earnestly begging you, the Troll King, to stop for the sake of all of Azeroth! ”