"That's it...... It's not the same! ”

Althea was ashamed to cover her sunset-pink cheeks with her hands, and her voice as thin as a mosquito was barely audible to the laughter of several West Springs garrisons.

"What are you talking about?"

Malone walked over from the side, gently shaking his hands that had just been washed in the river.

"Nope! It's nothing! What do we do next, Sir Lothar? ”

Paul hurriedly scrambled to cover up.

It's funny to laugh with Althea and see how embarrassed she looks; But if it makes Chief Lothar embarrassed, it will be the brothers themselves who will suffer!

-- Paul was clear enough about this simple truth.

"These gnolls...... Although it has been dispersed by us, it means that it is not safe. I suppose we should divide up and look around for a shallow place to get the army across the Elwin River as soon as possible! ”

Malone said in a worried tone.

If it had been before the orcs had come to the world of Azeroth, a gnoll tribe of this size would not be enough to threaten a human town; But now, it is entirely possible for a few dozen gnolls to inflict casualties on a refugee contingent of no more than three hundred people, which Malone does not want to see.

"Survey the depths of the water? Then we need some sticks......"

Paul nodded with a deep groan, then swept the spear in his hand—this thing was the perfect fit.

"Well, a spear, or something else...... We worked in groups of two and went our separate ways. I ......"

Marlon took the handkerchief Althea handed him, wiped off the water on his hands, and began to assign tasks to everyone.

"Sir Lothar, you'll be in a group with Lady Althea. We can team up ourselves, haha! ”

Paul finally couldn't help but think of the funny, he shouted loudly, and then laughed and ran away with a few other soldiers from the Westspring garrison.

"Malone, what are they laughing at?"

Althea took her handkerchief from Malone's hand, twisted it gently, and then tucked it into the bag around her waist preciously. looked at Malone curiously and asked.

"Nothing...... A bunch of bastards ......"

Malone shook his head, sighed helplessly, and then looked around. Picking up a slender bayonet sword in the gnolls' camp, he turned and walked in the direction of the lower reaches of the river.

"Wait for me!"

Althea hurriedly trotted to catch up with Marlon and followed closely behind him.

Although the orc army has been raging in Stormwind for a week, it is far away on the banks of the Elwyn River. Everything is no different from before the outbreak of war.

Lush green grass. The clear stream, the brisk birdsong in the small trees, and the secluded/deep and mysterious twilight forest on the other side of the river, if it weren't for the blood stains that still exude a foul smell on his body, Malone would almost have thought that he was outing here.

"It's so beautiful here!"

Girls are always a little more sensual at times like these, and Althea's steps are light and graceful, and she praises with joy as she looks around at the vibrant nature.

"Althea. Haven't you been here before? ”

Malone asked in some surprise.

Although it was the first time for Ma Long, a modern man, to witness such a pristine nature, the body he occupied was the young Sir Lothar. I also used to come here with his friends.

Altea, a native of Stormwind City, has never been to the banks of the Elwin River, which is indeed a very strange thing in Malone's opinion.

"No...... When I was very young, I went with my father to the Northshire Abbey, and when Stormwind fell, my father and I were treating the people there in the suburbs, and when the news came, everyone was in a panic, and it was my father and Uncle Richard who gathered everyone together and ran south together, until we met Sir Lothar and your army. ”

Althea said with some regret that in her past life, the teachings of nuns and the Light had occupied an important part of her life.

This kind of experience has given her few opportunities to travel around, and of course, she has never seen a young and brave Stormwind officer like Xiang Marlon.

"It's not an army, it's just a small garrison...... If I had an army, maybe I could help Uncle Anduin reclaim Stormwind. ”

Marlon shook his head and said regretfully.

The orc invasion of the world of Azeroth didn't happen yesterday, but some years ago.

At first, this group of savage invaders did not launch a major attack on the humans, and the armies of both sides were at a stalemate in the Wraith Lands. Lothar personally led his troops to attack, and almost wiped out the orc army in Stoned in the Swamp of Sorrow.

However, when Anduin? When Lothar sent troops to Karazhan to get rid of Medivan, the fallen guardian who had become an orc man, there was civil strife among the orcs, and the more cunning and strategic Orgrim? The Hammer of Doom replaced the Black Hand as the Grand Chief of the Horde.

Ogrim? The Hammer of Doom sent the half-orc, half-draenei Garona to assassinate Rainwind's King Ryan? Wrynn, taking advantage of the chaos in Stormwind, breached the gates of Stormwind.

Anduin hurried back from Karazhan? Lothar was powerless to expel the orc army that had already established itself in Stormwind, so he could only take the young prince Varian with him? Wryon and as many of the Stormwind citizens as possible sailed north to Lordaeron.

These experiences may not even be clear to the humans and orcs in it, but Malone knows it very well; However, when he came into this world, it was too late.

In the territory of Stormwind, there are still many humans who have not left here, and the orc army may soon move north, but before that, how long they will sweep this land, even Marlon does not have an accurate number.

Perhaps many humans will become captives of the orcs, driven north with them, reduced to slavery and labor; Malone knew this well, but there was nothing he could do.

Can you guarantee Ellro? The safety of the refugee team led by Eberlock was already the limit of what Malone and his Xiquan garrison could do.

As for the other human refugees, one can only hope that they will soon unite and at least survive to Anduin? The day Lothar led the coalition of the northern human kingdoms to fight back.

Returning to reality from the regretful memories, Malone stopped moving forward and walked towards the banks of the Elwyn River, standing on the bank of the river, plunging his bayonet sword into the river in front of him.

"Marlon, what are you doing?"

Althea leaned over to Marlon and asked curiously. (To be continued.) )