Drake is finally gone, and Karl is very appreciative of Dalin and Drake's father and son in terms of character. One is just after the catastrophe, the other is just experienced the pain of his beloved son, and then he was lost, and then, Daillin sent Drake to the forward position again, and Drake also took it for granted.

Carl was completely shocked when he heard the conversation between the two fathers and sons making such an arrangement, and then Carl understood that these were two pure soldiers, or that the education of the Prodmore family was like this, which made Carl think of the famous Yang family general in China on the earth, full of loyalty.

Therefore, Carl still admires the Prodmore father and son very much, and in some ways, they are even greater than Lothar.

It's just that Drake, what kind of trouble are you going to make with an ambiguous look from this bastard, Lao Tzu's sexual orientation is very normal. Carl, who returned to the residence, saw Onexia's plump body and seductive eyes, and a burst of heat rose in his lower abdomen, confirming that he was indeed fine, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Onexia looked at Carl with a strange expression and threw a wink at him: "What's the matter?" ”

Carl told what had just happened, and Onexia suddenly smiled and spread out in her chair, ignoring the black lines on Carl's face.

"I make you laugh, I make you laugh." Carl finally pounced, his big hand reaching for Onexia's sensitive area and scratching it.

The two quarreled for a while, and ended the 'battle' with the black dragon princess gasping for mercy, and Onexia lay in Carl's arms, her slender hand gently caressing Carl's cheek.

"How could the red dragon help the orcs against the humans?" Onexia asked suddenly.

Carl looked at her curious look and smiled lightly, "Have you heard of Dragon's Soul?" ”

"Dragon's Soul!!" Onexia propped herself up in surprise, and when she saw Karl nodding, she thought for a moment and said, "I seem to have some impressions, as if I heard my father and mother mention it when they were arguing. ”

Karl nodded, 10,000 years ago, Onexia may have been just a young dragon or just a dragon egg, how could he know this, and then after the dragon's soul was used, the black dragon king Netsario degenerated into Deathwing, and the black dragon army has been hunted down by other dragons, and Onexia has been fleeing, avoiding other four-colored dragons, and even more so from his crazy father.

"I see in my historical materials that the soul of the dragon, as the name suggests, is related to the dragon." Seeing Onexia's idiotic expression, he coughed awkwardly and continued, "Ten thousand years ago, the Burning Legion invaded Azeroth, and the guardian dragons also joined the war, and at your father's suggestion, the dragon king who guarded the dragons poured their respective powers into a container and forged an artifact, the dragon's soul. ”

Onexia nodded, and the expression on her face was cute.

"However, all this is a conspiracy of your father, he took the soul of the dragon and tried to use it to rule the world, and then you also know the situation, the Blue Dragon Legion under the leadership of the Blue Dragon King Malygos tried to stop your crazy father, and the result was almost completely wiped out, and the Blue Dragon Clan has been in a state of collapse since then, and even the Blue Dragon Queen was killed by your father."

Onexia's eyes were full of fog, her own father, no, Deathwing was really crazy.

Later, the other four-colored dragon kings, led by the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, eventually defeated Deathwing, captured the dragon's soul, and cast a spell so that Deathwing could no longer use it, but its effect remained, and it was the nemesis that guarded the dragon. It is rumored that the dragon's soul was sealed by the elves and the dragon kings. ”

"You're saying the orcs found the dragon's soul and used it to control the red dragons?!!" Onexia was really shocked this time.

"I can't think of anything other than this that would make dragons surrender to the orcs." Carl was sure, of course, but it should be called Demon Souls by now, as the elves and other dragons had actually called it Demon Souls when Deathwing began to use it against their own people.

"However, how could the orcs know that there was such an artifact, and that they could use it to control the dragon, not to mention that there must be a special method, they would not know."

"Why can't it be?" Karl looked at her calmly, "Don't forget your father. ”

Onexia suddenly understood, and a chill rose from the bottom of her heart, her father became more and more vicious. She threw herself into Carl's arms, which would make her feel safer.

Carl stroked her long silky hair and whispered comfortingly, "Don't worry, he's like he's hooked on playing conspiracy now, let's pretend not to know, and when he has had enough, he will one day play himself to death." ”

The fleet of orcs soon arrived, densely connected, and the ships were close to the shore, and the orcs did not even wait to get closer, they had already jumped out of the ship and rushed towards this side.

"Line up!" Greymane shouted, "Raise your spear, raise your shield, attack!" With his order, the soldiers quickly carried it out one by one, and discharged a strong shield wall with their spears exposed, and the orcs of the tribe soon slammed into it like a tidal wave.

Some of the Alliance soldiers were knocked out, some fell, but soon the soldiers behind them made up for it, and the shield wall of soldiers was like a dam to deal with wave after wave of orc attacks.

"Mage team, attack." Seeing that the soldiers were about to be overwhelmed, Jean could only rely on the mages of Dalaran, who suddenly concentrated, raised the magic staff in their hands, and began to guide the spell.

In less than a minute, the original clear sky was shrouded in thick black clouds, and a bone-chilling wind blew, and from the black clouds, ice blades like sharp swords continued to fall, hitting the orcs fiercely, and instantly knocked down a large number of orcs. Unfortunately, the other side also had spellcasters, and under the leadership of Gul'dan, the warlocks used the energy gathered by the darkness to cast it, and the soldiers of the alliance also fell in large numbers.

"We won't be able to hold it that way." Dai Lin looked at the mages who were sweating, and the continuous use of high-level magic was very heavy on them.

"Let the cavalry charge!" Jean Greymane gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Blow the horn of the charge!" ”

"Charge?" Dalin glanced at the battlefield and attacked the weak flanks of the orcs. He looked at the soldiers, yes, why not, the soldiers were almost unable to defend, in that case, why not take a gamble.

He nodded, and the herald blew a loud horn, and the cavalry, who had been waiting in the distance, began to run on their mounts. The position of the cavalry happened to be on the hillside, and the acceleration was very fast, and the cavalry quickly rushed into the flank of the orcs like a torrent, like a sharp blade scraping through, and the orcs were killed and wounded countless times.

Orgrim was instructing Gul'dan to continue casting spells, but Gul'dan excused himself that the warlocks had run out of mana and could not cast spells, and an enraged Orgrim even wanted to smash his head with a hammer, but after taking a few deep breaths, he gave up on the idea.

He was about to order his own guards to attack, but he saw that the cavalry of the alliance was constantly rushing through the Horde's formation. With a snort, he looked at a tall, but squatting fellow next to him, who had the same long fangs as the orcs, even longer than the orcs.

A few days earlier, the orc scouts had stumbled upon these creatures in the forest and reported them to the chief, who had a crush on these orc-like creatures, and personally came forward to form an alliance with their leaders, promising to help them deal with their old enemies and reclaim their lands and cities.

"Zurkin, tell me where your clan is."

"Of course, Your Excellency." Zulgin stood up, taller than Orgrim, and pointed to the northeast, "We need to go through here, east and north, where our people are waiting." ”

"Good!" Orgrim nodded with satisfaction, the purpose of this raid was not to seize this place, but to enter the hinterland of the alliance and turn the world upside down, he already had a good plan in his heart, if it went well, he would definitely completely crush the alliance.

Soon, Jean and Daillin noticed that the orcs were beginning to retreat, and before they could catch up, the orcs regrouped and began to move rapidly eastward.

"They're heading east." The adjutant shouted, then looked at his commander, waiting for the order.

"Order the scouts to follow, and be careful not to get lost." Jean ordered, and did not decide to pursue.

Dai Lin glanced at the tired soldiers, nodded in agreement. The Horde did not have many troops, and they still had enough time to set up and then encircle and suppress them.

Covered in blood, Karl looked in the direction of the tribe, shook his hand, and shook off the blood droplets on Starfall, it seems that it is time to go back to Quel'Thalas, and I hope that when the time comes, you will not nest in the guard like this - Orgrim.

Surprises await you there!