Black clouds weigh down the city, and the sea breeze howls.

In the eyes of experienced sailors and fishermen, this seemed to reveal that a storm was coming......

Thick dark clouds in the sky were thick and thick, obscuring the bright moonlight.

The depths of the muddy swamp were pitch black, like ghosts.

Under the dark night, the fierce sea breeze blew mercilessly, making the shadowy mottled shadows in the swamp swaying and shaking, looking like ghosts from a distance, especially infiltrating.

The thunder and lightning flashing in the clouds from time to time can be regarded as one of the few lights that bring light to this dim black cloud that can't see its fingers. But on the other hand, against the backdrop of those flashes of thunder, the dark and gloomy swamp is more like a desolate beast that chooses people to devour, making the hearts of most people have a trace of depression and an indescribable sense of trembling.

……

The sound of neat footsteps sounded on the stone pavement not far outside the city of Seramo, adding a touch of life to this dark and gloomy land. A well-armoured patrol of Theramore, whose faces could not hide their weariness, marched briskly down the road, heading straight for the depths of the dark swamp.

Two days ago, the naval fleet that had set sail for the Orc City had set sail and struck the unknown land marked Durotar on the map through the sea path. According to the information gathered, it was the area where the orcs were in the base camp of Kalimdor.

In this attack, the admiral not only took all the ships and personnel of the naval fleet of Kurtilas, but even drew a large number of troops from the garrison of the castle of Theramore as reinforcements. With the exception of the Seventh Army and the Gilneth Brigade, two formed regiments and units still stationed on the island of Theramore, the fledgling seaport city could no longer find any decent armed forces.

It can be said that the Theramore at this moment is the time when the defense is the emptiest.

Plus. The external environment and background of the renewed war with the orcs and even the tribe......

Regardless of the final outcome for the time being, who knows if the admiral's obstinate military action will cause those tribal races to retaliate and brazenly send troops to attack the defense-empty Theramore?

Don't forget. The fierce and wild and formidable Minotaur men had already set up their troops at Theramore at the entrance to the swamp, and the army was assembled and ready to fight......

This is naked-naked deterrence!

In this case, the under-armed Theramore defenders wanted everyone to learn the art of doppelgänger and monitor the entire swamp for fear of passing any clues, so that the tribe could calmly attack. Moreover, the new homes they built with their own hands, brick by brick, brought indelible losses!

Therefore, even in such bad weather, the garrisons left behind still did not dare to slack off, and the task of guarding the patrols and various outposts was even heavier than usual.

It's like that patrol team just now. Less than a day after returning to Salamo Island to recuperate, he was once again sent out by his superior officers to strengthen the garrison. As a result, I had to drag my tired body through the poor swamp......

Even if the most likely outcome is that they will only spend a lot of energy and run away empty, and get nothing.

……

"It's gone far. Safe! ”

As the figures of the tired patrolmen faded away, and finally disappeared into the darkness of the night, a cold and capable muffled voice rang out in the area that the guards had just passed through.

The next second. In the mud on both sides of the stone road, several tall, short, fat and thin figures of different shapes "swished".

A tyrannical bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the rumbling sound of thunder rang to the ears. By the light of lightning. These mysterious people, covered in mud, finally showed their faces and races......

Orcs, trolls, pandamen, and minotaurs...... It was Lao Tang and Lexa who carried out the secret infiltration mission!

"Alright. A short walk further is Theramore! From here, let's go our separate ways! ”

Holding a "small" two-handed sword that obviously did not match the size of the body, Old Tang, who had lost his sharpness, looked around at several faces and said in a deep voice.

Lao Tang and his entourage of seven people trekked hard in the dust swamp for two days and three nights, and now they finally arrived at their destination. This is still the blessing of the group of people who are not hero-level masters, or Minotaurs who are good at running and trekking. Otherwise, if it is a large army, it will be difficult to reach the end point if it takes twice as long to travel through the harsh terrain as the dust swamp.

"According to what the Lexar Warhawk has observed, the large forces of the Kurtilas Navy have already set out from the sea, and the defense of Theramore is much emptier than before. That's good news for us! ”

took out six "delicious wind snakes" from his waist bag one after another, and handed them to the panda wine fairy and the violent cow beside him, Lao Tang looked around at everyone and said to himself: "But you still need to be careful." The more this is the case, the more cautious the guys on the other side are, and the patrol may be more rigorous! ”

"Alright, brothers, let's get started!"

Seeing that everyone nodded their heads, indicating that they understood, Old Tang didn't say anything more, and directly gave the order to start the operation:

"Sneak infiltrate in groups, we are searching for targets in the open, and you are secretly waiting for an opportunity to rescue!"

"One qiē goes according to plan!"

"Remember, if something happens...... I'd rather fail the mission than prioritize self-preservation! ”

"Don't worry, Good, I'll take care of them!" Lexa nodded solemnly to Old Tang, and at the same time said, "It's you...... Be careful not to show your feet! ”

"Don't worry, I said I'm actually an actor!" Old Tang smiled heartily, opened his mouth and teased himself like a boast, trying to dilute the slightly tense atmosphere in the team, and then said with a solemn face: "Once successful, may Mother Earth protect us!" ”

After saying that, he has activated the power of the Deception Orb and transformed himself into a young human paladin with black hair and black eyes. Everyone nodded to each other preciously, and the beastmaster Lexa had already led the three members of the Facial Paralysis Man, Xiao Zhengtai, and Luo Khan back into the swamp and began to infiltrate the ......

"Lexar!"

Old Tang shouted abruptly, and his body was slowly fading. The beast king, who gradually integrated with the surrounding environment, pointed to the eagle that was constantly hovering under the thunderclouds in the sky, and reminded loudly before the other party completely disappeared from sight: "Keep in touch!" ”

When the stealth team can no longer be found in sight. Old Tang, who was already looking like a human paladin, had already turned his head to the human naval soldier who was "played" by the panda wine fairy and the violent cow on his side, and then his face changed to an arrogant and arrogant look, and he said in an impatient tone:

"What are you doing? Hurry back to camp! Do you still want to stand here in the rain? ”

Another flash of lightning swept through the air, and the roar of thunder seemed to herald the impending rainstorm. Old Tang's face showed boredom and impatience, and he muttered irritably as he walked briskly towards the brightly lit fortress city in the distance:

"I've had enough of this terrible swamp! Oh, the Light is above. And this damn weather! ”

"Boom" in the muffled thunder...... The Secret Infiltration Program has officially begun!

And a certain "actor" has already entered the play...... Oh shit! Why is it raining again as soon as we catch up with the night? Has the Light forsaken us? ”

In front of the gates of Theramore, a young soldier wrapped in silver and white plate armor. With a depressed face, he chattered and complained to the veteran beside him.

The cold and heavy metal armor in the winter was hard enough, and the damp cold wind that kept pouring into the neck through the cracks in the armor was even more unbearable. Several times on duty caught up with such bad weather, it is no wonder that the young soldier was quite dissatisfied with his bad luck and vented his words.

"Alright, be content! It's just blowing the wind and drenching in the rain. We've had enough luck! ”

Some lazy veterans who were leaning lazily on the city wall glanced at their partners, and retorted angrily: "If the Holy Light really abandoned us, then we wouldn't be standing here now. Instead, he followed the fleet and went north! ”

With that, the veteran looked around carefully. Sneaking out a flask, he took a sip of the spirits. The wine passed through the intestines, bringing a warm feeling to the whole body, and the veteran let out a satisfied admiration.

"Why do you say that. Sergeant? The young soldier was surprised by the veteran's answer, and asked in confusion.

However, he turned a blind eye to his partner's violation of military discipline.

It seems that the young soldier is no longer surprised by the appearance of his veteran partner drinking alcohol in violation of military discipline in the line of duty, and is accustomed to it, and even has some envy......

After all, on such a cold and windy night, it is really comfortable to be able to warm up with a sip of spirits. If it weren't for the military rules and discipline that restrained him, he would have wanted to ask for a sip of wine. Compared with the senior sergeant next to him, he really has no confidence to violate discipline as a recruit......

Seeing the recruit's egg staring at his wine jug, and his eyes surging with greed, the old sergeant laughed and scolded angrily: "If you want to drink, just say it, I have observed that there are no outsiders!" Drink, as long as you don't get lucky enough to run into the patrol team of grandsons and generals, no one will teach you a lesson! ”

After that, the sergeant had already thrown a flask to the recruit beside him, and continued to "tempt" with a big grin:

"Besides, in such an unfortunate weather, apart from the dutiful Marshal Leorik who can share the weal and woe with us, what officer is not lazy in the room? Who would come here to care about the life or death of our ordinary sergeants? ”

In addition to the respectful tone and reverence on his face when referring to the old marshal, the words of the veteran were full of dissatisfaction and sarcasm towards those superior officers. It can be seen that the old sergeant is a veteran oiler with seniority in the army!

"But...... But today it was Second Lieutenant Obero on duty...... He ......"

"Grinding and chirping like a! If you want to drink, you will drink, afraid of him! He glared at the hesitant recruit viciously, and the old sergeant mocked in a disdainful tone: "Second Lieutenant Obero? Cut, which dish is he? A young man who has never even seen blood, and is embarrassed to be an officer? ”

"Don't worry, if that little deflated third dares to trouble you, our veterans will help you out! Hey, to deal with this kind of guy who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, some of them are tricks to clean him up! ”

Holding the flask in his hand and listening to the old sergeant's ruffian words, the young soldier hesitated for a moment, but finally could not resist the temptation of the drink. He poured two large mouthfuls in a row, and let out a comfortable and satisfied moan.

Throwing the flask back to the sergeant, the young soldier suddenly sounded the same question he had asked again, cautiously:

"That's right, Sergeant! Why did you say that we were not involved in the war against the orcs? Luck us? Don't...... You are not optimistic about the outcome of this war? ”

Glancing sideways at his bewildered partner, the sergeant sighed and slowly asked a seemingly unrelated question:

"If I'm not mistaken, you just enlisted in the army before we crossed the sea, right?"

The young soldier nodded a little puzzled, wondering why the old sergeant had asked. However, the veteran did not explain, but still asked on his own:

"You also participated in the Battle of Mount Hyjal. You've fought the demons of the Burning Legion. What do you think of the fighting power of those sub-demons? ”

"Very strong! Not to mention those hellfires...... It's just an ordinary high-level demon...... We have to sacrifice at least three brothers to fight to the death. The "recruit" hesitated for a moment, but still gave his answer with delay and caution!

"Hehe, the demon is ferocious. Those greenskins aren't much worse! You didn't fight in World War I or World War II, so you didn't fight them...... But I did! ”

There was a trace of bitterness on the veteran's face, as if he was recalling something, and he said in a lonely tone:

"Back then. When I followed the old marshal and Sir Lothar, I fought against them at Lordaeron. One of our squadron brothers encountered a detachment of more than fifty orcs...... After a bloody battle, all the orcs were wiped out, and only seven of the more than 100 brothers, including me, survived! ”

"It's the seven of us...... It's also because of the youngest. Those big brothers fought desperately to save each other, and even sacrificed their lives to die with Greenskin, so they survived......"

At this moment, the sergeant's tone was indescribably low and sad, and his whole body was filled with indescribable sadness, and he saw his young partner look surprised and dazed. The sergeant continued in a sad tone:

"Old Hami of the 3rd Squadron, do you know you? His fingers were missing from that fight...... Haven't you always wondered where the scar on my chest came from? Also left over from that battle when it was dying by a crazy greenskin...... Hehe, it was really fateful at the beginning...... It was almost split in half......"

The heaviness in the sergeant's story. The young soldier was overwhelmed, and the next second he was in awe. He finally understood why these veterans were so calm and brave... I also know why these veterans are dismissive of those newly promoted young officers......

Compared to these heroes. Those bastards who usually rely on their military rank to be high-spirited...... Nothing!

"I can understand Admiral Dalin's hatred for those greenskins! I also respect Admiral Lin, a leader who can stand in front of him and dare to act...... If I had the chance, I would fight the greenskins to the end, even to the death! ”

The sergeant's eyes suddenly burst with indescribable determination and courage, and the recruit had no doubts about the authenticity of the sergeant's words. Because, this kind of gaze, on this veteran who always looks lazy and slippery, the young soldier has only seen it once!

In Mount Hyjal, face the surging demon army!

"But the admiral is old...... When people get old, they will always become extra stubborn! Not noticing the reverent gaze in the young partner's eyes, the veteran who was caught up in his own thoughts was still talking to himself.

"I know, you young men have been slandering Marshal Leoric's back because our Seventh Legion didn't send troops this time...... But do you know why none of the veterans opposed the marshal's decision? Even the hatred between us veterans and the orcs is far stronger than yours, and it is much more unforgettable! ”

"Why?" The young soldier couldn't help but admit that he had secretly dissatisfied with the marshal's decision, and blurted out the doubts in his heart.

"Because the marshal is right!" He glanced lightly at the eager young man beside him, and replied in a solemn and solemn tone: "There will be a battle between us and those orcs!" Can...... It shouldn't be now! You shouldn't just rely on the power of the Theramore and Kurtilas navies to go to war with the orcs! ”

"We who have fought against them know far better than you how terrifying the strength of the orcs really is! In comparison, our strength is still too weak today! ”

"The continent beneath our feet is, after all, the territory of the tribe...... Fierce orcs, cunning trolls, and equally fierce minotaurs...... With our current strength alone, we are simply striking a stone with an egg! ”

The sergeant let out a long sigh of helplessness, and said in a sad and faint tone: "For those brothers who go on the expedition, I can only wish them good luck, and may the warriors who are protected by the Holy Light prosper!" ”

"We are not afraid of sacrifice, we are not afraid of death...... But we won't go to death in vain! ”

"What's more... There are countless enemies in this world that watch us live and multiply...... The hatred between us and the orcs is nothing compared to the enemies who really threaten the safety of this world! This world is far more dangerous than you think! ”

"It's like this Hyjal Holy War...... Maybe in the near future, we will have to fight side by side with those greenskins for the world we live in...... Before clearing away the evil forces that threaten this world, it's not time to fight the orcs to the death! ”

"The painstaking work of the marshal...... Now you get the idea...... Well said! But it makes no sense! ”

In the darkness, a mocking word of harmony and a loud applause full of sarcasm burst out of the deep swamp night.

The sergeant and the recruit were terrified, and instantly grabbed the long sword beside him and stood up, assuming a defensive posture! (To be continued) Q