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Rogam's gasps grew quieter and quieter, and he calmly looked around at the leaves beneath the tall poplars of the Ash Valley, moving cautiously.

It was so quiet that a cold sweat broke down Orgrim's spine. Accustomed to the fighting of war and the blood of Markgora, Orgrim is very uncomfortable with the current situation.

The skin color and clothing of the orcs were exactly the same, and Santis, who was in the shadows, did not have a clear target to look for, she subconsciously pulled out the dagger at her waist and aimed at the orc who was leaning on her nearest position.

Flexible arms raised, the elven sentinels leaned down, ready to attack.

The cold wind from which the dagger slid touched Orgrim's chest, and the quick old orc general reacted instantly. The slender arm, with the dagger, slammed into the old orc's broad arm, and above the palm of the hand that held the closed dagger, it ate Orgrim's heavy punch completely.

Santis's wrist was broken in an instant, and the Sentinel General jumped over the thick branches of a tall poplar tree in the face of the orc's next attack.

Seeing that the general was injured, the midshipsmaid who was traveling with the army followed, and she grabbed Santis Hazuki's wrist and quickly healed Santis's injuries with the holy light of the moonlight.

Santis' Sentinels took the lead, but with Rogham's warning, the Elven Sentinels who took the lead did not gain a big advantage. What Santis Hazuki didn't expect was that the sentinels were obviously inferior to these green-skinned monsters in hand-to-hand combat.

These elven-like brutal creatures seem to have inexhaustible power.

"Distance yourself and retreat as much as you can." Santis gritted her teeth, and she gave the order.

Rogham didn't let the orc soldiers go after them, he told the orcs to take care of the soldiers who were wounded by the daggers and arrows, and to make a moment of correction.

Orgrim didn't know where these humanoids came from, and a rash pursuit could cost them even more.

After the elven sentinels left, the orcs did not continue to cut down trees. Under Orgrim's command, the orcs began to search for food, and they captured some elk in the Ashen Valley Forest to feed their hunger.

"There is no poison on the arrow." Orgrim chewed on a few herbs to stop the bleeding and spit them on his hands.

Not worrying about the deterioration of the wound, Orgrim expertly pressed the juice of the hemostatic herb onto the wound.

"Ahh After a wail, Orgrim pressed the wounded soldier's thigh tightly and said, "Bear with me, you'll be well soon." ”

The green one slowly stopped the outflow, and a smile appeared on Ogrim's brown face, and he patted the wounded soldier's thigh and said, "Go and lie down in the shade of the camp for a while, and if it hurts again tomorrow, you will have to endure the work." ”

The orc soldier was helped up, and he nodded, "No problem, Commander." ”

After tending to the wounded orc's injuries, Orgrim instructed his soldiers to burn the refilled game in an open area. Eating these meats in the jungle is likely to cause unnecessary trouble. In an open area by the river, there will be much less trouble.

The experienced orcs led the team, which reduced a lot of trouble for the soldiers. Under Orgrim's leadership, the soldiers seem to have found the life they had in Delanor.

Follow the chief as he hunts the Chimera in Gorrond, and also in the orc camp above the swamp, cooking their giant eggs.

"What kind of creature attacked us today, Lord." Talma threw a piece of wood into the campfire and leaned against a boulder.

The nights in Ashen Valley were unusually cold, and neither Rogum nor Talma slept, they had to protect the soldiers from the wind and keep refueling the campfires to keep the camp at the right temperature.

Rogham picked up firewood and set up the fire, and a breeze blew, and the originally weak campfire rose instantly.

The scorching heat and flames made Talma move a small step, and he forced a smile to avoid his own laughter from disturbing his sleeping orc brothers.

"What are you laughing at?" Rogham seemed to be infected too, and he looked at Talma, his wide palm slapping his fangs, which also bared his teeth, and let out an incongruous laugh.

Rogham punches Talma, who stops.

"No warlocks, no evil powers, this physical pain is nothing. Rogham, life these days reminds me of my days when I was nomadic in Deranonaglan. Talma lay down again, he said to Logam.

Rogham looked thoughtfully at Azeroth's twin moons, and he slowly lay down.

"That's all in the past." Rogham's deep voice interrupted Talma's beautiful meeting.

Talma added another piece of wood, narrowed his eyes, tilted his head and fell asleep.

The sound of the camp was full of silence, and the sound of birds, beasts and insects sounded in such a beautiful scene. Orgrim felt the silence alone until the campfire cooled. He dragged his tired body, hugged the broken wood, and walked to several campfires at a time.

The crackling sound of splinters of wood was like a hypnotic whisper. Rogham was intoxicated by such a life, and he leaned next to his orc brothers, feeling the temperature of each other's bodies, and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the orc soldiers buried the bonfire, which still had the remnants of Mars, in moist soil. After that, they sent the trees they had cut down to the riverside of the sentry post.

The orcs are busy carrying the wood, ready to start the delivery of the wood. According to Saar's previous orders, the trees were thrown directly into the upper river, and downstream of the river, the timber could be pulled out directly and sent directly to the camp in the canyon.

In order to take care of the workload downstream, Rogham motioned to the soldiers to throw all the timber into the river in a short time.

The orcs are busy with their own work, but they don't know that they are being targeted again.

With the help of the invisible owl to broaden her horizons, the priestess in the mooncloth robe asked the sentinel general beside her, "Are these monsters attacking our forest?"

"Yes, High Priest." Santis replied.

"From their appearance, these creatures look like they look like centaur populations, but I can see something different in their eyes." The High Priest pondered.

Santis rubbed her wrist, her brow furrowed slightly, and said, "Something different." ”

"Strength and perseverance. I've heard all the details of their engagement with your troops, and if they were all wild tribes, they wouldn't have been able to have such resilience and cohesion. It is even more unlikely that we will fight back after our comrades have fallen. The Priestess of the Moon did not reject these creatures, on the contrary, there was some appreciation in her words.

"And what do you mean next?" Santis sought the order of the high priest and said.

The Priestess of the Moon took a silver-white longbow and summoned the silver owl back and said, "According to the sentinels of the front, these creatures have set up camp in the northern part of the Lower Barrens, and it seems that they are settling here. They settle here, I don't have a problem, but they want to destroy our forests, which will not be tolerated. Santis, I will send the next group of sentinels to assist you, and for the next half month, I hope you can redeploy the defenses of Ashenvale into an impregnable barrier. ”

Santis nodded, she took the longbow of the Tyrande priestess, got down on one knee, and respectfully accepted the priestess's orders.

After Rogham had delivered the first batch of timber, he piled up the rest, poor-quality timber around the camp. Relying on the strength of the orcs, Rogham built a large number of wooden fences around the camp, and named the place the Broken Wood Sentry.

Night slowly descended to the sound of orcs piling, and the silent moonlight rose. While the bright moonlight brings light, it also brings danger hidden in the shadows.

I don't know if it's the special perceptual energy left over from years of fighting, the quieter the environment, the easier it is to attract Rogham's attention.

After nightfall, he told the orcs to stop their work and lit bonfires in all directions of the camp.

The light of the fire did not calm Rogham's dull heart, and he watched the deep forest around him vigilantly, and lifted a torch from the fire.

I don't know if it's an accident, the old Rogham actually saw a pair of dark green eyes in the dark jungle, and the appearance of an instant made the old orc completely cheer up.

"Prepare your weapons and move closer to the bright spot."

――Dividing Line――

The situation in Ashenvale is at a tense moment, and the purple portal far away in the depths of the Maelstrom is connecting with energy. Khadgar poured all the arcane energy into the portal with his own hands, and it took about an hour and a half to mold it. The portal is finally complete.

"Thankfully, the portal is finally complete." Khadgar wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and he lay on the damp boulder.

Rollin smiled at Khadgar, who turned and walked into the portal.

Entering the elemental plane from the world of Azeroth, in this teleportation channel, Rollin's magical energy still disappeared a lot.

Although it has not yet reached the limit that can affect Rollin's overall ability, it is still a big problem for other magicians.

Through the portal, Rollin sees Medivan.

The last Guardian and the new Guardian stood together, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Medivan has always been the same, he looked at Rollin with a blank face, but said, "I really didn't expect that after I left this world, the world without the guardians could embark on such a peaceful path. ”

"Can I assume you're complimenting me?" Rollin said frankly.

A smile erupted into Medivan's serious face, and he said, "Yes, you have done too much for this world compared to me." ”

"It's all the same, or you wouldn't be here." Rollin moved the portal to the top floor of the Temple of the Great Point, and sealed the portal with an arcane barrier cut through by the Arcane Blade.

"Have you found Nesario?" Rollin asked, finishing the work at hand.

Medivan shook his head, and he vetoed, "No, my energy dissipates a lot when I enter the elemental plane. Just now, I received your magic again and built the portal. Now I am no different from other humans, except that I will become a spirit wing raven. ”

Rollin bowed slightly, he placed the Scepter of Elunis in front of his eyes, and in an instant, his magical divinity was radiated.

Powerful arcane energy moves closer to the entire elemental plane in a matter of seconds. Its powerful control ability and level of control over spell energy made Medivan, who was standing on the sidelines, secretly stunned.

The arcane energy swept through all areas within a radius of nearly 100 kilometers. Unfortunately, Rollin only found elemental creatures in this area.

And, the bad news is that these elemental beings feel the strange energy of the elemental plane. They followed the source of their energy, all moving towards Rollin's location.

"I seem to be in trouble." The corners of Rollin's mouth twitched, and he looked at Medivan.

Medivan took a deep breath, gathered his body, and stood on Rollin's shoulder in the form of a raven.

"Until these creatures don't lay siege to us en masse, I think we only have two options. The first is to hide in the elemental plane, where the element cannot control. The second is to go through the portal and return to Azeroth. Medivan said.

As soon as Luo Lin raised his hand, the barrier near the portal slowly opened, and he whispered, "I can't guarantee what kind of reaction you will have when you shuttle through the teleportation channel again, but I want to tell you that you may be very weak after this teleportation spell." ”

"I can handle it." Raven said as he jumped on Rollin's shoulder a few times.

After hearing an affirmative reply, Rollin instantly arrived at the front of the portal.

After a flash of arcane brilliance, the Magus and Raven left the elemental plane together.

"Khadgar, long time no see." The weakened Medivan, after seeing Khadgar, forcibly transformed into human form, he sat next to Khadgar and said.

It was the first time Khadgar had spoken to a teacher with a normal personality, and Khadgar touched his face and said, "Mentor, I'm sorry about Karazhan. ”

"There's nothing to care about, Khadgar. At Karazhan, you were my best apprentice. I knew from the beginning that you were Kenrito's agent, but in my mind, you were the best candidate for the next Guardian. Helpless, the power suppressed me, and I lost myself. I'm sorry, not you. Medivan said in dismay.

"Okay, when the students and teachers meet, let's go back to Nanhai Town to catch up with the old days. Now that the portal has been built, I think we have a chance to find the Black Dragon Lord lurking in the elemental plane. Rollin said optimistically.

Medivan hesitated, he wanted to refuse, but seeing Khadgar's eyes, he walked into the portal made by Sargeras's scepter. (To be continued.) )