Andy didn't hide what he saw today, on the contrary, he needed Tyrande to answer his doubts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This is the pendant you picked up today?" Tyrande held the dark green pendant in his palm, "It's like an old thing." ”

"What are those shadows floating in the sky?" Andy asked, "One of the soldiers saw that shadow today. ”

"Hey......" Tyrande put down the pendant and stood up to look at the bleak scenery outside the tent, "Those should be the reflections of the souls of the High Elves in the past. They have no substance, no mind, but they are not undead. They can only reflect what they did before they were born. ”

Andy picked up the pendant, now the pendant is of little use to himself, the elf system has absorbed its attributes and added it to himself. "Can you tell what kind of material this is?" Andy asked.

Tyrande shook his head and said with a smile: "Most of the materials in ancient times have completely disappeared now, and it is not yet possible to determine the material of the pendant, but it seems to be able to gather souls, which should be unusual." ”

While the two were talking, Hilal walked in from outside and said, "High Priest, the ruins of the larger buildings outside have been cleared, and the soldiers have been stationed. ”

Tyrande nodded, looking at the sunset outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

Darkness completely enveloped the entire beach of Azhara, with only a few bonfires lit in the ruins of the buildings where the troops had been stationed. Andy was sitting in a ruin, nestled in a corner, with his bow and arrow in his arms.

"Hey, Andy." Today, the timid big man Saria, stabbed Andy next to him and said, "Are those orcs you said really true?" ”

Andy glanced up at Saria, and nodded. Until now, there are still people who don't believe the facts they say. It's no wonder that they haven't seen the ferocity of the orcs with their own eyes, and no one will believe what they have never experienced with their own eyes. Sometimes Andy himself is a little weak, and the orcs are really the same as those in the game?

"Hold on!" A roar resounded across the sea.

On the ship that Orgrim was on, the orcs on both sides of the ship struggled to paddle the slurry in their hands. It's been nearly twenty days since they set out from the harbor of Stormwind, and before that, they've sent a small group of orc scouts across the Endless Sea. Sadly, all the scouts were like mud cows in the sea, and they lost their news. Orgrim didn't want to wait any longer, since he found the huge world map at the top of the palace in Stormwind City, and knew that there was a continent opposite him, Orgrim couldn't bear it.

Orgrim could only shake his head helplessly as he thought back to what had happened a while ago. Durotan, his own patriarch and comrade-in-arms, died in front of his eyes in order to rebel against Guldan's rule. Although this battle completely dishonored Guldan, it was in exchange for his sacrifice. The reason why he advocated going to sea to find that land was also to avoid the bastard warlock and the tyrannical black hand chieftain.

Orgrim glanced back behind him, and there were dozens of warships floating in the vast sea, building them to cut down almost half of the trees in the Elwyn Forest. But helplessly, he himself had no experience of sailing on the sea, and the orcs who followed him were helpless.

They seem to be lost. Yes, lost, or at sea. The big storm a few days ago almost buried Ogrim's old bones at the bottom of the sea. Although he did not fall into the sea and drowned, the boat was not so lucky. This gave Orgrim a first-hand glimpse of the power of the sea.

"Row hard, the land is staring at us right in front!" When Orgrim shouted this sentence, he felt lacking confidence, and he didn't know how many times he had shouted this sentence. Yes, the land is ahead, but why can't you see it?

In the quiet of Al Sara Beach in the middle of the night, some of the weak bonfires are about to go out. Except for the soldiers on duty, there was no one standing or sitting. At the edge of the camp, a watchtower nearly 20 meters high has been erected, keeping an eye on the movement on the sea. The changing of the guard had just been completed in the tower, and the replaced soldiers yawned and went to rest.

The big moon in the sky was about to sink, and the little one was still hanging in the sky. The dawn is approaching, and it is the darkest hour.

There was a loud bang, which woke up the soldiers who were closer to the coast, and one of the soldiers rubbed his eyes, poked half of his head out of the ruins, and looked around. The soldier on the tower was attracted by the loud noise, and at this time, when the sky was white, the soldier looked through the fog of the sea with all his eyes.

"Bang" was another loud bang, and the soldiers on the tower seemed to hear a cacophony coming from the sea. Then, a corner of a ship, revealed through the mist.

The soldiers on the tower blew the horn around their necks, and in an instant, the sound of the horn spread throughout the beach of Aishara. The elven soldiers, still immersed in their sleep, all got up, put on their helmets that they used as pillows, poked their heads out of the ruins, and looked around.

Andy had woken up after the first loud bang, staring at the movement on the surface of the sea without blinking.

Ogrim is now feeling the urge to scold his mother! What's going on, how did it hit the rocks. Exhausted physically and mentally, Ogrim couldn't stand it anymore in the second half of the night, and curled up on the boat and took a nap. I really slept through this sleep, and while I was still in my dream, my boat hit something, and the boat slammed into it, almost letting itself fly out of the boat. The boat behind didn't know what was going on, and it couldn't stop, so it crashed directly into Orgrim's boat, which had already been crossed.

This collision broke the keel of the ship. Just as Orgrim wanted to ask loudly about the situation, another ship behind him also hit a hard object and suddenly stopped. The orcs on the boat behind roared, seeing their ship crash into the ship in front of them, and many orcs fell from the ship.

"What's going on?" Orgrim roared, "Why did the ship hit the rocks!" ”

No one could answer him, and he could only watch as the orcs who had fallen into the water fluttered in the water, shouting for the orcs on the boat to throw down the rope to save themselves. Finally, an orc threw himself in the sea a few times, and with a strained foot, he stood still in the sea. The orc straightened up and could reveal his head.

"Chief, the water here is not deep!" The orc yelled at Orgrim.

Orgrim heard the shouts and looked at the orc, watching his body emerge more and more from the sea. Could it be that I stumbled into the right place by mistake? Is the front really land?

"What's next?" Orgrim roared.

The orc looked at the water on his knees and ran forward a few steps. Land, it's land! "Chief, it's land, it's really land!" The orcs shouted.

The expression on Orgrim's face was like a sigh of relief, it had finally arrived!

"Whoosh" a feathered arrow glittering with cold light, piercing through the back of the orc's neck and out of his throat, bringing up a puddle of blood. Ogrim saw it clearly, and the muscles in his face couldn't help but tremble. There are others here, as if they knew they were coming.

The moment the orc fell, a large cluster of arrows flew towards the unwitting orc fleet under the cover of darkness.

"Ahh After a few shouts, the arrows covered all the ships in the front row, and Orgrim hurriedly crouched in the boat, not daring to look up. "Get down, don't show your head, we're in ambush!" He shouted.

After the arrow, the surroundings immediately fell silent. Orgrim peeked at a few hapless orcs, their bodies floating on the surface of the sea, and a few rolling in the shallows with their thighs or arms clutched.

Orgrim slowly peeked out as the sky began to light up, and the distant scenery was faintly discernible. On the beach not far away, huge ruins were standing, but inside the ruins, a little cold light flickered.

Sure enough, there are people!