Ren Fan came very early today, and he got up at dawn. Not that he wanted to, but was tossed.

Lothar, the bastard, had bad intentions, and gave Ren Fan a courtyard where the master lived in two houses, and the rest were either stables or servants' rooms. The Onexia siblings think very highly of themselves, and they already feel wronged by living in such a 'simple' environment, living in a servant's room? Believe it or not, these two are directly in Stormwind City!

But here's the problem, although Nefarian would like to share a room with his sister, and it would be better if he could go any further, Onexia has no such idea at all. A few days ago, she hid in Ren Fan's room under the pretext of taking care of Ren Fan and couldn't come out, and Nefarian couldn't do anything. But now, Ren Fan has woken up. What if this bastard does something......

He wanted to lean on the door and listen to the sounds, but considering that Onexia's senses were not much weaker than his own, Nefarian gave up on the idea. I hardly slept all night, my ears were ridged like rabbits, and my eyes were red to make people feel the urge to feed them with a carrot. As soon as the sun came out, the rooster hadn't woken up in a daze, and this guy rushed to Ren Fan's house.

Fortunately, my sister slept soundly on the bed, while Ren Fan curled up on the sofa. Yes, it's a bit of a bug consciousness!

Ren Fan really can't let a delicate beauty sleep on the sofa and enjoy life in bed alone, even if this beauty is a dragon.

In a daze, I dreamed of the things of my previous life, a few brothers stayed all night in an Internet café, a bastard Hanzo played with water to death and not change heroes, angrily smashed the keyboard and scolded, turned his head, why does this guy have a Nefarian face!

Suddenly woke up, and when he saw the hideous smiling face of the bastard Nefarian, he didn't know what he was thinking, and looked at Ren Fan smiling extremely obscenely. Hurriedly took out the musket, I didn't hear that Nefarian had a girlfriend, in case this guy was a crooked, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him!

Just as she was thinking, Onyxia in bed began to talk in her dreams in a daze. I didn't know what to say, but I heard a somewhat clear name:

"Nefarian ......."

The Black Dragon Prince's face was full of smiles, and his cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement. And the next moment, his mood dropped dramatically.

"Nefarian...... Get farther away......"

Ren Fan almost laughed, but he also knew what the consequences of laughing at Nefarian at this time would be. And the one who is so good to die, Onexia called out her name in a dream......

Pray for the blessing of the Holy Light, don't you see that Nefarian is even green! However, it backfired, and the Light didn't seem to favor him much at this moment. Onexia smiled innocently, and buried her face in the pillow and rubbed it, seeming very shy......

The next moment, Ren Fan saw Nefarian's face a little distorted by anger, somewhat helplessly......

"It's really, it's terrible to control the girl......"

Wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Ren Fan sighed and said. The defenders rotated, and all the soldiers who were originally on vigil were withdrawn to rest, but the generals did not have this good thing. For those who like to share the ups and downs of soldiers, it is simply an ordeal. Although he slept in a blanket for a while, Bowval still felt groggy in his head. But fortunately, Ren Fan was by his side, and after a healing technique, the whole person was in good spirits.

Spiritual in every sense of the word.

Bending over, Bolval smiled a little awkwardly. Shrugged his shoulders very indifferently, Ren Fan lay in the haystack where Bovar was just lying and was ready to make up for sleep, but who knew that in the distance, a melodious horn sounded.

His face changed, he took out his pocket watch from his pocket, and looked at the time, and Bowall's face instantly turned bad. It's too early, the human soldiers have long been accustomed to the rhythm of the orcs before they attack in a hurry, and now these guys have suddenly changed the time, although they are not overwhelmed, but some rush is inevitable.

But this is war, and the slightest mistake may cause irreparable consequences, not to mention the panic of the entire front!

Ren Fanzheng wondered how orcs still had the habit of getting up, but when he saw Boval's somewhat impatient command, he suddenly understood. This is not a call to get up, it is a call to attack.

Huge war drums sounded dullly, and Orgrim had specially created these drums in order to recreate the momentum of the orcs during the shamanic period. Unfortunately, the current orc warriors may still be the same warriors who marched forward under the drums, but they will never regain that feeling. Disorganized like a sheep, Orgrim couldn't help but sigh. Turning around, he said to Guldan:

"This is what you brought to the orcs, to the tribe!"

"Warriors will be a supporting role on the battlefield, and more and more powerful spellcasters will be the future. Shamans are no longer suitable for tribes. Gul'dan said disapprovingly, "Great Chief, let's see how humans react!" ”

"There's no glory to it!"

"Orcs don't need glory, what orcs need is a perfect, habitable planet, not the so-called glory!" Guldan said righteously, and those who didn't know thought what a sage he was for the sake of the orcs.

Sighing, Orgrim was speechless. Gul'dan has a point, the current orcs don't need this, they need a whole new world, a world where the orcs can continue to live. Draenor is no longer suitable for orcs, and for the sake of the old and weak women and children who are left behind, and for the future of the race, he should not have the slightest confusion.

But what about the future?

The orcs are overdrawing their future!

What about this world? Let evil pollute the world? Make this planet called Azeroth a second Draenor? Orcs turn into interstellar locusts? This time, they were lucky enough to reach Azeroth, but what about next time!

Orgrim didn't know.

"Great Chief, none of us can see the future. So, we have only, grasp the present! ”

Gul'dan comforted Orgrim very kindly, and in the corner where the Great Chief could not see, his smile suddenly became hideous and evil.

And at the same time, above the city walls.

The expression on Ren Fan's face, who was climbing the women's wall, changed and changed, not because of fear. The orcs marched much slower than usual, and for fear of long-range human strikes, they generally chose to charge as quickly as possible to get to the city, and then carry out ant possession under the cover of warlocks. But this time, they switched to attack.

The reason is simple, this time, it is not only orcs who are attacking, but also humans.

In front of the black-pressed orc formation, a group of humans supported each other and staggered forward. The humans who fall last will be beheaded by the orcs without hesitation, and trampled into flesh with a shrill laughter. Ren Fan's hands were in the cracks in the bricks of the city wall, his eyes were red, and his expression was hideous, as if he was about to choose someone to eat.

The soldiers were at a loss for what to do with the crossbow bolts in their hands, and they all turned their heads to look at Boval. And Berval also saw the form in front of him clearly at this time, the roar of the orcs, the laughter, as if mocking his incompetence. Clutching the hilt of his sword, his hands trembling. Reason tells him what to do. You can't let the orcs come over so easily, this time the orcs are obviously more dispatched than before, if they are allowed to come, there will be a huge pressure on the city defense.

And even if you don't shoot arrows now, once you get to the city, what will you do? Don't even use rolling wood? Let your warriors and orcs fight hand-to-hand?

But, open the bow?

Bolval can't do it!

Such a question also bothered Lothar, and the more he thought about it, the more distressed he was. The orcs had caused him a huge problem, and although he knew very well that these troubles would be easily solved as long as the mages around him intervened, he couldn't do that......

Drawing the Great Royal Sword, Lothar suddenly smiled with relief. Roaring at the adjutant beside him, the whole team was raised, and with a long sword in hand, he left his command without hesitation. Khadgar, on the side, knew that this would not be worth the cost, but he did not dissuade him.

Or maybe he didn't know how to dissuade him. Or is it that deep down in his heart, hidden by reason, is also such a stupid and heroic heroic heart?

When the heavy cavalry burst out of the gates of Stormwind, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The archer turned the elevation angle to the highest and began to attack the orcs in the rear. And in the sky, the griffin knight obscured the sky. The orcs began to get excited and roared bloodthirsty, but no one slashed the humans in front of them. They are well aware of the value of these human beings. Without them as a buffer, the heavy cavalry would inflict massive damage on them.

"Anduin Lothar is stupid, it's the worst decision ever. If you fail, you will be faced with the choice between losing your commander or having your city breached by the orcs. ”

Onexia stepped out of the shadows, expressing her incomprehension of Lothar's behavior.

"You don't understand, that's the best choice."

Ren Fan said with a smile, his chest filled with a burning flame. He had the urge to rush out together, but thinking of his current situation, he restrained such thoughts.

"Why?"

"Because we are human beings, and human beings need heroes." Ren Fan smiled and said, "I know that maybe they are no different from insects in your eyes, even if they are Lothar." However, never underestimate them. Once a hero appears among them, under the leadership of this person, even if it is a god, they can kill you! ”