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"High Chief, the army of the Burning Legion has landed in Kalimdor. Now Chen Bing is on the East Coast. "The Great Druid Hamuel smeared a dark red on the sandbox, symbolizing this terrible force of the Burning Legion.

Thrall let out a long sigh and measured the distance between the East Coast and Ashen Valley, his broad palms constantly measuring on the sand table. "The tribe has no way back this time, and if the battle of Ashenvale is lost, there will be no tribe left in Azeroth. We're on the line of life and death. ”

Such pressure is only clear to Sal himself. The line between life and death is tied to a person's body, and such a sense of oppression can make a person mentally depressed.

But Sal was Sal after all, and he continued to consult with Hamuel: "It is at least five days' journey from the east coast to the Gray Valley. Then, we only have five days left, and if we can unite with the elves after this battle, then we can still have the capital of a war, but if five days are over, the Burning Legion will drive straight into the territory of our two armies. Then then the whole of Kalimdor will no longer have the power to fight against the Burning Legion. ”

The atmosphere was a little gloomy, Hamuel thought for a while, and took the initiative to ask the Great Chief: "Great Chief, let me go to the Crown of the Sky (World Tree), and I will go to Malfurion." I believe that Azeroth will wake up from his emerald dreams in the event of this calamity. ”

A look of solemnity and worry crept up on Thrall's face, "Wouldn't it be too risky for you to pass through the Elven Clan's defense line alone and go to the Elven Clan's base camp." ”

"Don't worry, Great Chief, I believe that under the faith of the Druids, the elves will not embarrass me as an older believer." Hamuel himself had no confidence in his heart, but he still said that the survival of the tribe is related to everyone, and in such a critical autumn of survival, everyone must stand up and dedicate their strength to the tribe.

After exiting the camp, Hamuel did not even say goodbye to Chief Kane, but went directly to the western part of the camp. At this time, the whole tribe did not notice the Great Druid Hamuel, who, like a hero, silently walked on his way to the crown of the firmament.

A day passed, and there was no fighting in the whole of Ashenvale. That's the last thing Thrall wants to see. Time at this time, but the victory is a qiē. The elven forces stood still, only confronting the horde army, which made Thrall even more anxious. Thrall finally couldn't sit still, and he hurried to the broken wood sentry.

After a day of construction, the infrastructure was fully arranged. Only these siege catapults were left unsettled. Grom was not idle, leading his soldiers to mine the stones, while the rest of Woking and the soldiers placed catapults in the sentry.

And, of course, a team of druids. They were not idle, and when they saw that all the tribal soldiers had been transferred back to the camp for construction, they could no longer hold back, and under the leadership of Feron, they quietly rushed to the vicinity of the broken wood outpost.

The terrain of the Broken Wood Outpost is quite wide, and on this special day, five animals appeared in an untimely and scattered manner in the open space outside the Broken Wood Outpost.

However, their presence attracted the attention of a small team of orcs and trolls. Sachkatier and Fuhang were both hiding in a large pit dug in advance, covered with grass, revealing only a tiny gap. Inspect the grounds on the periphery of the Broken Wood Outpost.

Cartier is a troll vanguard officer under Woking, and his personality is also a little calm, so there is nothing unusual at this time. But other than that, Thatch couldn't bear it. The orcs of the Warsong Clan are fierce, and not long after these druids appeared, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he jumped forward, wanting to rush out and catch these druids now.

"Calm down, go as planned." Cartier patted Thatch on the shoulder, suppressing Thatch's anger.

At this time, Fu Hang didn't say a word, but looked at the five druids, and the system quickly reported their numbers to Fu Hang.

The most sturdy brown bear is an elite first-order druid. The rest of the druids were all ordinary ninth-order strength. It seems that these druids are really trying to pull out some kind of machinations at the Broken Wood Sentry.

Before Fu Hang could think about it, the druids took on the form of elves. Everyone is standing in exactly the five corners. The combined circle happened to be a five-pointed star.

Of course, each of these druids cast invisibility on themselves and began to chant separately.

"Where have they gone?" Thatch panicked all of a sudden, how could these strange animals suddenly disappear when they were still there.

Fu Hang immediately made a decision, and said in a low voice: "Captain Cartier, activate the stationary trap." Now, right away. ”

Cartier had been waiting for this order for a long time, only to see Cartier chant in a low voice, and the pale red magic matrix suddenly rose and burst in the open field of the broken wood sentry, and the red smoke flashed with a little broken lightning.

Vertigo and stillness, double control. Let all five druids show their bodies.

Relying on these vague figures, Fuhang divided the work one by one. The strongest one, Thatch is on you, and the second one is on Cartier. The other two, the others are on together. Well, I'm going to look for the skinniest one.

Fuhang pulled out the Ash Messenger and leaped forward with a brisk step, a speed that surprised him. Vengeful Fury, add the status first.

In order to broaden his horizons, Fuhang wielded the power of the Ashbringer's unleashing Light. The golden light quickly dispelled the smoke from the explosion of these static traps, leaving only the five druids who were stunned.

"Don't move" Fu Hang placed the Ember Messenger on the thinnest druid. Before Fuhang could see what this druid looked like, a sultry female voice reached Fuhang's ears: "Shameless, shameless." ”

"Shout! Or a female elf. The Ashbringer on Sheryl's neck didn't move, but he turned from behind Sheryl and looked at the female elf in front of him with interest.

"What are you going to do?" Shirmile was held hostage by Fuhang, and she didn't dare to act rashly. just angrily reprimanded the shameless behavior of Fuhang and his party on the spot.

Such a beautiful female elf made Fuhang chuckle in his heart. However, Fuhang is not the master who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, and he can still clearly see his position in the face of major rights and wrongs. Fuhang grabbed the rope and tied Shirlill up, but in the process of tying, Fuhang still showed his rare gentlemanly demeanor and staggered the sensitive positions one by one.

But Shirley didn't appreciate it at all, and still struggled hard, looking at Fuhang angrily.

Fu Hang smiled coldly: "You are still so arrogant when you become a prisoner, believe it or not, I will eat you tonight." ”

"Shameless, despised, savage tribes." Shiryl continued to shout at Fuhang.

"Stop!" The handsome and chic, sturdy man Fei Lun shouted at Fuhang.

Damn, I'm so handsome. I was the first to refuse. However, when Fuhang saw the eyes of this druid, he probably understood a thing or two.

"So you're a couple." Fuhang laughed.

Shirille, who has always been quiet and polite, was also flushed by the pretty face of the shameless humanoid creature in front of her, and her plump breasts kept rising and falling. "You fart, I really didn't expect that the tribe that has always used glory as its spiritual pillar would do such a thing."

"Why did you do it? How do you talk to this little girl. Fu Hang said a little unenthusiastically.

The elves are really arrogant to the sky, and they are still cursing the tribe like this when they are prisoners.

Shiryl was called a little girl for the first time, and she struggled in anger, her white neck already bloodstained by the sharp blade of the Ashbringer.

"You guys are engaged in a sneak attack, isn't this the next thing!" Shiryl argued, her slender body struggling.