It's not surprising that there are orcs in the Alterac Mountains, in fact, there have always been orcs here, and it was only when the orcs first entered Azeroth that the frostwolf tribe broke away from the large army and went into the mountains to live alone because they didn't want to kill too much.

Although they were reluctant to join the new tribe, the orc chief Thrall was a descendant of the Frostwolf Tribe, so the Orc Empire had always cared for them, and had stationed a garrison at the foot of the mountains to protect their safety.

But since Cheng Xiaotian took the Arathi Basin, the Orc Empire has lost its foundation here, and the garrison has no choice but to withdraw to Kalimdor, and the Frostwolf tribe has no choice but to move into the depths of the inaccessible mountain range under the watchful eye of the surrounding residents. I didn't expect them to appear here today, and they claimed to fight side by side with dwarves and humans! Is this credible?

"Lord Lord, this ......" Sorge raised his head and looked at Cheng Xiaotian with an embarrassed expression, since you summoned him, then you still have to explain this matter clearly.

Seeing the hostility of the Thunderspear Dwarves, Gattuso-Frostbun took a few steps back silently, his face still full of smiles, but his posture was secretly guarded.

Cheng Xiaotian stepped on the Yuntong sword and slowly descended between the two armies, sat down with the sword body propped up, and fell into thought. Unexpectedly, Zoka and Gerda gathered their men separately, but none of the humans came, and they recruited the Thunderspear Dwarves on the one hand, and the frostwolf orcs on the other, all of them were outsiders, or hostile sides.

Seeing that Cheng Xiaotian couldn't make up his mind, Gattuso-Frost Bun drove his mount forward and said respectfully: "Lord Lord, the Frost Wolf Tribe is willing to fight under your leadership, please give an order quickly, if you delay any longer, the enemy will run out."

Indeed, as he said, after the syndicate bandits fled into the mountains and forests, they immediately broke into pieces and fled to various places, and if they did not hurry to pursue, they were afraid that they would not even be able to find a figure. Those bandits only need to shake off the pursuers and change the clothes on their bodies, and they are no different from ordinary mountain people, and they can't be screened at all.

Cheng Xiaotian raised his head when he heard this, looked at Gattuso and asked, "Where is Lan Yu?"

At this time, someone shouted in the distance, "Lord Blue Feather left halfway to find Captain Faeron and them." ”

Cheng Xiaotian followed the sound and looked forward, Gerda ran over with the orcs, followed by a flatbed truck pulled by two frost wolves, the car was covered with a layer of hay, and an old orc lay on the grass and shook and swayed.

Gerda ran in front of Cheng Xiaotian, with a posture of "I messed things up", and said with a sad face: "My lord, they were not recruited by me, but ...... Caught me halfway......"

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaotian's complexion suddenly changed, and a fierce light immediately flashed in his eyes, and Gattuso sat down with the frost wolf's mane standing on end, and stepped back with a roar. Gattuso hurriedly calmed the frost wolf, and said earnestly: "Your lord, please don't misunderstand, we are actually preparing to cross the sea to Kalimdor, and on the way, I heard that the syndicate bandits are making trouble here, so I want to help this land get rid of these pests before leaving."

How could Cheng Xiaotian listen to this? Hearing this, he was unmoved, and stood up in the air, and the Yuntong Sword had already flown into his right hand. Taking advantage of this, Gelda hurried to Xiaotian's side and joined up with Zoka, and when Sorge gave the order, the Thunderspear Dwarf began to shout and move forward.

The situation is suddenly like a powder keg lit, and it is about to erupt!

The orc wolf cavalry in the rear shouted and cursed loudly, and began to regroup, and Gattuso disengaged and retreated step by step.

At this moment, an old and weak cry came from the flatbed: "Don't do it, listen to me."

Cheng Xiaotian frowned when he heard this, and his figure swept past Gattuso like a streamer and landed on the car. Gattuso's Frostwolf mount only reacted at this time, and was so startled that he was so unsteady that he almost knocked Gattuso to the ground.

"Protect the High Priest!" Gattuso roared, and in his eagerness, he abandoned his panicked mount and charged the flatbed with his tomahawk in his hand. The wolf cavalry behind roared loudly, and the whip mount rushed over, with its sharp head like a sharp blade, stabbing at Cheng Xiaotian, who was alone in the enemy formation.

On the other side, Zhuo Ka was suddenly frightened, and he was still scared?!

"Protect your lordship!" Zoka screamed and ran to the car, curling his bow and arrow at Gattuso's back socket. The dwarves followed and charged, and the two men were on the verge of colliding.

At the last moment, the old orc, who was lying on the haystack, suddenly sat up, raised a hand as thin as a chicken's claw, and sighed, "You are not allowed to come. ”

His voice was very soft, like a broken candle in the wind, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, and the orc wolf cavalry hurriedly stopped their mounts, and shouted with grief and indignation, "High priest! ”

Of course, the dwarves would not listen to the old orc's words, the momentum of the charge did not decrease, Cheng Xiaotian did not wave his hand back, and a gust of wind rolled backwards, and the dwarf forward was immediately blown to stagger.

"You are not allowed to come." Cheng Xiaotian said in a deep voice, his eyes always looking at the old orc sitting in front of him.

It is difficult to describe the appearance of this old orc, who is very old, his face is full of ravines, and he is so thin that he is only skinny and bones. His gaze was gloomy, lingering with death, and it was clear that the flame of life was about to be extinguished, and he would not live long.

Cheng Xiaotian's words also had a role, the dwarves stopped charging, and Zhuoka was the only one standing at the front who refused to retreat, but he didn't dare to walk over.

The armies on both sides stopped at a distance of about thirty meters, staring nervously at the wolf cart in the middle, no one spoke, only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Cheng Xiaotian asked coldly.

The old orc chuckled, a cracking sound like a bellows came out of his lungs, and after a few breaths, he said, "You are the Lord of the Arathi Basin, right?" Sure enough, it's a young hero, and I'm here to find you. ”

Cheng Xiaotian remained silent, waiting for the old orc's next words.

The old orc shook his head, and then continued slowly: "Originally, I had long wanted to visit the adults in the Arathi Basin, but unfortunately my eyes are not good, my legs are lame, and you are not very friendly to the orcs there...... I thought that I would never see an adult again and would not be able to tell me about this incident, but I didn't expect that I would be able to meet an adult here before leaving, which is really the luck of the Alterac mountains. ”

"What's the matter, please." Cheng Xiaotian was still expressionless, he really couldn't think of anything important that this old orc who had never known anything important to tell him.

The old orc said so many words in one breath, his body became weaker and weaker, he gasped a few times, his throat made a loud sound, but he didn't have the strength to cough, and it took a long time before he stabilized his breath and said: "Great Lord, please face up to what I am going to say next, about a year ago, my connection with this land began to weaken, and by three months ago, I finally couldn't sense her existence at all."

"You mean?" Cheng Xiaotian's brows furrowed when he heard this.

The old orc nodded, and sighed, "As you can imagine, this earth spirit is gone. ”

The so-called everything in the world has a spirit, including mountains, rivers and the earth, but Cheng Xiaotian does not cultivate this way, because he is not sensitive to it, but he is clear about the seriousness of the earth's loss of spirituality. If the Earth Spirit really died, this place would not immediately become a desert, but it would be completely out of order, and cause and effect would be cut off.

"Are you sure?" Cheng Xiaotian stood up.

The old orc nodded, "I'm a shaman who specializes in communicating with the spirits of the earth, so I can't be mistaken. ”

Cheng Xiaotian asked, "So, can you find her?"

The old orc shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I can't do it, and I don't know what to do, this land has been abandoned by herself, and we can only move away." When I came here, I heard that there was a bandit army in rebellion, so I wanted to help you, after all, this land has raised our tribe for many years, and I hope to do something for her before leaving. ”

Cheng Xiaotian was silent again, he didn't expect that things would be like this.

At this moment, Sorge shouted from behind: "Who will believe the orc alarmism?" If you want to go, go quickly, here we humans and dwarves will be in charge. (To be continued.) )