The fat man came out of the Alterac Valley, so he asked the people of the Qinzi battalion to lead the 200,000 Araso army to the edge of the Alterac Castle to standby, and personally led the 300,000 Alaso troops and Balinda's 100,000 thunder spear dwarf troops to the frost wolf battlefield, and after meeting the 50,000 elites of the white battalion, the fat man did not move, there was no way, there were too many natural disaster legions, and they couldn't pass at all, if they forcibly broke in, they would cause unnecessary losses, and they might not necessarily rush over, and they would probably be surrounded by the natural disaster army. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Balinda was shocked when she faced the undead for the first time, and carefully observed these undead, the fat man took out a note of his battle against the Scourge and lent it to Balinda, which described the various types of undead scourge and their skills that he had encountered.

After reading it, Balinda returned the note to the fat man and said, "No wonder the powerful Lordaeron Kingdom has rapidly decayed in such a short period of time, the Scourge Legion is too strong. ”

The fat man said: "Don't be pessimistic, if Gianna hadn't taken away the elite of the alliance on the Lordaeron continent, she would have been able to exterminate them in the early stage of the natural disaster, and no matter how bad she was, she would not be defeated everywhere." ”

The fat man's grudge against Gianna is not ordinarily deep, this princess Kul Tiras, known as the first female mage of mankind, the future Queen of Theramore, has done something that really makes people feel good. Lordaeron's rapid demise, Admiral Deline's death, and the great loss of the Alliance's elite in Kalimdor were all caused by her.

In the frostwolf camp, Drektar sat in the main tent with a haggard face, and said weakly: "How many more people do we have, do you see the end of these undead?" ”

Glenda, who had a broken arm, said: "We don't have many men left, but there are less than 10,000 soldiers to fight, and there is still no end in sight to the army of the undead." ”

After Glenda finished speaking, she closed her eyes, afraid to shed tears at such a time.

Drektar turned his head to look at his son, and Buektar said: "Son, father's time is running out, the future of the Frostwolf Clan depends on you, you take the remaining clansmen immediately, leave, my partner and I will hold on to you until the last moment." ”

Dudra Tar roared, "No, father, I will stay, you can leave with your people, they cannot lose your leadership." ”

Drektar stroked Dudratar's head and said, "Don't be stupid, my father's body can't support it anymore, you leave quickly, find a way to go to Kalimdor in the Western Continent, find Thrall, and follow in his footsteps to continue our race." ”

Dudra Tar wanted to say something, but Glenda pressed his shoulder and said: "The general is dying, yesterday's battle cost him almost all his life, and the group bloodlust he used the forbidden power to open up allowed us to block the wildest wave of attacks from the undead, now, let's take advantage of this respite to leave, don't let the general's sacrifice become meaningless." ”

Dudra Taar wiped his eyes, stood up, looked deeply at his father, and left, and the entire Frostwolf Clan, which combined with less than fifteen thousand people, staggered backwards.

Drektar made his way to the front line with the support of several orc warriors, where there were less than three thousand orcs fighting, and all of them were exhausted and unable to use bloodlust to enhance their combat effectiveness.

Drektar touched his two frostwolves and said to them, "My friend, I know that even if I let you go, you won't leave, so let's fight one last time." ”

Drektar roared, "Warriors of the Frostwolf Clan, buy me time, and we will die here with this group of undead." ”

Drektar began to chant the ancient incantation. The temperature around them began to cool, and the two frost wolves, Dulos and Draka, joined the fray, blocking the undead attack.

The temperature was getting lower and lower, and the movements of the orc warriors had begun to slow down, and even the frost wolves were a little unstoppable, and finally after Drektar roared, they began to freeze, and a radius of hundreds of miles turned into a huge block of ice. The undead behind frantically attacked the ice, but it was in vain, and after half a day, the undead retreated, and they returned to their original route and continued to attack Dalaran.

The fat man came, looking at this big block of ice, his heart was very uncomfortable, General Drektar burst out of the forbidden ice method with his last life, blocking the undead army from continuing to pursue his people, and making such a big sacrifice for the tribe made the fat man full of admiration for this old orc.

The fat man sighed and said, "Balinda, you take the Thunderspear Force to the Ala Turtle Coalition Army, and fight against the Scourge Legion with Sauron." ”

Balinda said, "Aren't you going with us?" ”

The fat man said, "I have other things, you go first." ”

After Balinda and the others left, the fat man and the others began to use fire-based spells to bake ice, and other troops began to beat the ice with weapons to accelerate the melting of the ice.

Three days later, the fat man finally appeared in front of Drektar, looked at the blind old orc, thought for a long time, turned to the missile and said, "If you devour him, will there be growth?" ”

The missile said: "There are some, the power in him is something that has not been encountered before, can I devour him?" ”

The fat man nodded and said, "Devour, he has been dead for too long, his soul consciousness has dissipated, and forcibly resurrecting him is just a new skeleton soldier, wasting the shamanic power in his body in vain." ”

The missile turned into a cloud of black gas and devoured the old orc. The strange thing is that the time for the missile to devour it before was very short, but this time it was very long, and the fat man was puzzled, and after observing it for a long time, he did not see that this devouring had no sign of ending.

The fat man turned his head to look at the two gold-level frost wolves, the fat man squatted down and began to carve runes, maybe a frost wolf has little effect, but the two frost wolves who are together all the year round and have the same heart, then the meaning is different, if they are fused, it is very likely to form a perfect fusion.

The fat man carefully calculated each rune and injected energy, and it took three hours to successfully fuse a new frost wolf, which was nearly twice as large as the other frost wolves, with the strength of gold intermediate, and had telepathy with the fat man. With the frostwolf's basic skills and devouring skills, as well as soul links, the fat man named him Ah Zhong.

The fat man saw that the missiles were not over yet, so he began to summon troops on the spot, there were not many corpses of frost wolf orcs, but many of them were elite forces, and there were elite-level existences, most of the massive undead were cannon fodder, and there were tens of thousands of main battle troops. In the end, 10,000 silver high-level troops and 40,000 silver intermediate troops were successfully created. (To be continued.) )