"I hate these icy snowflakes!" Walking in the snow-filled cedar forest unique to the Alterac Mountains, Sandra was obviously not in a good mood, for a black dragon in human form, the low temperature of the Alterac Mountains was too uncomfortable, although the keel wilderness was also perennial ice and snow, but after all, Sandra could turn into a dragon at that time, so she didn't feel much about the ice and snow in the keel wilderness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wear more, or you'll be able to take it!" Ned draped the coat he was wearing over Sandra's body, and even the female human mages on the side showed envious glances, and the male mages looked at Ned with unkind eyes, and they choked on the sudden dog food.

By this time, Ned and Sandra had been in the Alterac Mountains for two days, and they were trekking through the snow with a small team of battlemages, while the team of gnolls, druids, had taken the form of coyotes, searching the snowy mountains in front of them for traces of the orcs.

"Oh, Hani! You're so considerate. Sandra gratefully hugged Ned, and although she had taken on a human form, with the body of a dragon, this level of cold could not even cause a cold, and it didn't matter how little she worn, so Sandra's complaint was just a coquettish to Ned.

And Ned's somewhat exaggerated gestures were mainly for the sake of showing the human mages present, and he was deliberately using these inopportune actions to give human mages the illusion that Ned was the kind of research mage who did not understand the world.

"Can I ask you two to pay a little attention to the occasion? It's not a honeymoon, we're searching for a bunch of savage and cunning infiltrators who won't show mercy to your men just because you're acting sweet! Ned and Sandra's performance was a great success, and soon the leader of the team, Ozan the battle mage, a single, middle-aged man, came to warn them.

"Rest assured, the orcs will never hurt Sandra, because I will protect her with my life!" Ned smiled and waved his hand, he looked confident, and Sandra looked at Ned with emotion, of course, this is also a performance, after all, there are two dragons here, unless those orcs are all Brockhiga Sarufar and Gromash Hellroar, it is possible to threaten Ned and Sandra.

"Forget it, you can do it yourself!" Ozan shook his head, he saw that Ned and Sandra didn't take his warnings to heart, so he didn't bother to pay attention to them, anyway, his mission was only to find evidence of the orcs, and the two High Elves were not Dalaran's people, so even if they were captured or killed by the orcs, it was none of his business.

Just as the middle-aged mage Ozan returned to his group of mages who were watching the excitement and was about to straighten up his discipline a little, there was a "crunch" sound of crushing snow from the woods on the side, something was approaching the team, and there were quite a few footsteps.

"Be on guard!" Ozan immediately shouted, warning his mages as he raised his hand to put an ice shield on himself, and the battle mages immediately raised their staffs and stood in wait.

......Perhaps because they had already been discovered, the sneak attackers in the woods let out a roar and rushed out of the woods, a group of snow-white fur Alterac's special Frostthroat Snowmen, strong and powerful, led by their leader, an oversized snowman, and charged at the mages with great force.

"Attention all mages, all arcane missiles are free to attack! When the enemy gets closer, release the Frost Nova in the front row! Don't let these stinking beasts touch you! Ozan didn't speak loudly, but it was extremely clear, which calmed down all the mages present, and it was obvious that although this middle-aged mage was not good-looking, he was very good at commanding battles.

Although the charge of the Frostthroat Snowmen was as terrifying as an avalanche, under the correct command of Ozan, the mages unleashed spells in a nervous and orderly manner, easily drowning these snowmen in a barrage of countless arcane missiles.

Only a few snowmen who were particularly lucky or strong were able to break through the barrage of mages, but they were frozen in front of the mages by a frost nova of the mages in the front row, and then after Ozan was named one by one, they were killed by the mages.

In fact, if it weren't for the fear that a wide range of spells would attract the attention of the local residents, the middle-aged mage Ozan who led the team alone would have been enough to take out the group of snowmen.

"A few of you clean up the battlefield, and the rest of you will rest on the spot to recover mana!" Ozan sent a team of battle mages with his fingers and ordered them to deal with the battlefield, of course, there was actually nothing to deal with, these unlucky snowman corpses that were hit beyond recognition by arcane missiles, even if they were left alone in the snow, after half a day, they would be completely submerged by the heavy snow, but the battle mages still dug a big pit seriously and threw all the snowman corpses into it, and then used spells to attract a blizzard to completely bury the big pit.

However, just as the mages who were cleaning the battlefield were about to return to the main army, the sound of "creaking" footsteps was heard again from the woods in the other direction, and this time Ozan didn't even need to command, and the mages who were resting in the snow to recover their mana were already holding their staffs and pointing in the direction where the sound came from.

"Wait a minute, it's your own people!" Ned hurriedly stopped these nervous mages, and this time it was the gnolls druids who had been sent out to search for the traces of the orcs before.

"Did you find anything?" Ozan asked the gnolloid-druid, who had turned into a coyote, and his worst concern was hearing that the orcs had left the Alterac Mountains.

"We've found a lot of footprints, probably from orcs!" The Gnoll Druid's lingua franca is terrible, and in its coyote form it speaks with a strange, nasal, dog-like barking voice, which adds to its already terrible lingua franca.

"What is it talking about?" Ozan didn't understand the strange lingua franca, and he turned his head to look at Ned.

"Found a lot of footprints ahead! It's possible that the orcs left it behind! Ned translated, he had noticed something strange about Ozan looking, and the middle-aged mage seemed eager to find the orc sooner.

"Great, take me there, I'll see for myself if those are orc footprints! Rest where you are! Ozan immediately said to Ned, he couldn't wait.