"Zurkin, I need an explanation." The leader of the Rotten Trolls, Hamia Rotten Moss, had an axe in his hand and stared fiercely at Zulkin.

"Take it easy, my friend." Ignoring the axe in Hamia's hand, Zurkin stepped forward and looked face to face at the leader of the rotten moss trolls.

"The Rotten Moss Clan is a branch of the forest trolls, but now that we're separated, you're not qualified to command me."

"Of course." Zulkin smiled, "I just want to bring you good news, as for what you will decide after hearing this news, it is completely up to you to decide." ”

"What's the news?" Hamia still hasn't let its guard down.

"News of revenge." Zurkin's face contorted, but full of excitement, "Our trolls' chance has come, Hamia, we will defeat the elves and reclaim our territory." ”

Hamia looked at Zurkin, who was a little crazy, and shook his head, "We are very satisfied with the territory now. ”

"Don't worry, my friend." As if he hadn't heard Hamia's refusal, "Allow me to introduce you to a friend, a powerful friend of our trolls. ”

Hamia tightened the axe in her hand, and following Zurkin's gaze, a humanoid creature about the height of the troll, but even more majestic, stepped out of the woods.

"Orgrim Doomhammer, the High Chief of the Horde, will lead us to capture Quel'Thalas and defeat the elves."

At Zulkin's persuasion, the moss trolls eventually joined the tribe, but of course, Hamia would never admit that it was Orgrim's fierce eyes and his strong, red-eyed orc soldiers that forced him to succumb.

Orgrim is very satisfied with Zulkin, in addition to the elite of the tribe he leads, the trolls of the Evil Tooth Tribe, the Deadwood Tribe, the Evil Branch Tribe, and the Rotten Moss tribe here have sent a large number of soldiers to join the tribe, and if you add the Amani tribe of Zuaman, Orgrim is very confident in the operation of this raid on Quel'Thalas.

When he stood up and announced in his glass that he would cross the mountains to raid the elven territory, all the trolls cheered the name of the Great Chief, even Zurkin, the leader of the forest trolls, who had waited too long for this moment.

In the Ranger camp, Carl and Sylvanas, who have returned from the Tower of Windranger, are discussing with their subordinates the direction of the Horde's possible raid, and Onexia is not very enthusiastic about such brain-intensive activities, hiding aside to trim his beautiful nails with delicate scissors, and occasionally looking up at Carl, who is frowning in thought.

"Report to the general, we have a new situation." Haduron Mingyi walked in from outside the tent, he had grown into a very good scout, his face full of exhaustion, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

Sylvanas nodded, motioning for him to continue reporting.

"We found a large number of troll scouts in the south, very many, more than ever, we were afraid of being discovered by them, so we didn't get too close, but we vaguely heard the words 'revenge' and 'recapture'." Haduron reported truthfully.

"Looks like the tribe should be coming." Carl looked at Sylvanas, who made eye contact with him, both understanding what the other meant.

"Lotherma, inform all units of the first level of alert, and tell my captains that our visitors are coming."

"Do you need to notify Silvermoon City?" Lotherma said as she looked at Sylvanas carefully.

Sylvanas frowned, "Spread the news to them, this is our battlefield." ”

Lotherma turned around and went out with the order, and Karl said to Sylvanas, "I'll go and scout the situation, if the Red Dragon Legion arrives too"

Sylvanas looked up at Carl suddenly, she understood what Carl meant, if the Red Dragons joined the war, I am afraid that the strength of the rangers alone would not be able to stop the Tribe's footsteps, and she needed to ask Silvermoon City for help.

"I'll think about it."

Karl nodded, he believed that Sylvanas would take care of it, and Onexia on the side also stood up, walked up to Karl and whispered, "I'll go with you." If the Red Dragon really joined the war, this time I am afraid it would not have retreated as easily as last time. ”

"Well, let's go, then." Karl didn't turn down Onexia's companions, as she said, orcs wouldn't be stupid enough to make mistakes in the same thing, and it wouldn't be easy to kill the orcs on the dragon's back.

"You have to be careful." Sylvanas showed her concern to Onexia, though it seemed incidental, and Onexia smiled meaningfully at her before turning around and walking out with Carl.

"That's a good start, isn't it?" Black Dragon MM looked at Carl mischievously, and Carl, who looked embarrassed, slapped the black dragon princess's plump buttocks hard, swaying a wave of hips, and then hugged her in her seductive 'exclamation' and rose to the sky.

No matter how hidden, when the number of troops reaches a certain level, there will always be obvious traces, not to mention that the Karl flying in the air is simply more advanced than modern high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft.

Karl and Onexia soon spotted the Horde's army, their vanguard had crossed the mountains between the Wraith Lands and the human realms to the south, gathering in the forests at the foot of the mountains to the south, where more troll soldiers were making their way through the valley.

"Red Dragon!" Carl's eyes narrowed, and the graceful figure of the red dragon glided in the low sky where the tribe had gathered, and Carl counted, the number was not very many, only more than twenty, but even so, for the rangers of the Ghost Lands who lacked magical support, these dragons were enough to cause them a great threat and trouble.

Carl even saw the young red dragon he had spoken to in the South China Sea last time, and now he was bowing down in front of another adult red dragon that was even bigger than him, as if listening to the latter's lesson, but with a rebellious expression on his face.

The huge adult red dragon seemed to sense Karl's probing, and raised its head to look at Karl with golden eyes, and Karl, fearing that he would be discovered by the rest of the tribe, beckoned Onexia to turn around and fly away.

"What are we going to do now?" Onexia asked Karl with a worried face, "Those red dragons are enough to destroy the rangers' defenses. ”

Karl sighed, he didn't have a good idea, unless he was desperate to kill Grimbaatar and snatch the demon's soul to free the Red Dragon Queen.

"If you can't do it, let Sylvanas abandon the battlefield of the Wraith Lands and defend Quel'Salas with all his might, believing that with the magic protection over there, he will be able to withstand the attacks of the red dragons. As long as we hold out until the arrival of human reinforcements, we will be victorious. ”

Onexia sighed when she heard Karl's words, and with her understanding of Sylvanas's character, she probably wouldn't give up her home until the last moment.

Carl and Onexia returned to camp and told Sylvanas the exact information that the orcs had gathered in the southeast corner of the Wraith Lands, and the Ranger General showed her decisive character at this moment, immediately mobilizing the rangers and a handful of spellcasters from all over the country to go south, her purpose was obvious, to keep the combined forces of orcs and trolls out.

"But what about the red dragons?" Lotherma asked worriedly.

This is an unavoidable question, the elves know the power of dragons, especially the High Elves, since the War of the Ancients, the dragons are the most powerful force in the world of Azeroth.

"I will organize a group of elite rangers to deal with them, and since they have put down their dignity as guardians to participate in the war, then don't blame us for raising the blades in our hands to resist." Sylvanas said slowly in a serious tone.

"That's right," Carl was naturally the woman who supported him, "these dragons have always looked down on mortals, but now they are enslaved by these ugly and dirty orcs, no matter what, since they participated in the war, they will have to bear the death caused by the war." ”

Haduron and the other rangers also agreed with Sylvanas and the decision, although the dragon was powerful, it was impossible for him and the others to give up their home easily.