"The war in the Wild West alone is enough for Stormwind to endure." Old Ferding said lightly.

Not to mention the contradictions within the kingdom, the Defia Brotherhood in the Western Wilderness is indeed an eternal heart disease in Stormwind City.

"Well, it's not getting early. We will rest a little earlier today and continue our march to the north tomorrow morning. When Old Fording had finished speaking, he lay down. This dilapidated wooden car still has some effect. At the very least, it can give old Ferding a good night's sleep.

Today can be said to be the first day of battle with the forces to which Naxxramas belongs, and Fuhang is physically and mentally exhausted. Although, the battle was won, but Fuhang was very clear. Just a little dry goods are just the tip of the iceberg of Naxxramas's many powers.

After dinner, Fuhang lay in the tent and couldn't sleep.

Querrey was next to Fuhang, and he felt the sound of Fuhang tossing and turning.

"Commander, what's wrong with you." Querrey asked with concern.

"Not really, I'm just a little worried." Fu Hang put a pillow under his head.

Listening to what the head of the regiment said, Querrey also understood most of it. Worried, must be worried about the war that will follow. After today's battle, the Knights clearly felt powerless. Skirmishes are so difficult for the Knights. Not to mention the large-scale fierce battles at the front.

"Alas, Commander, it's all come to the point where you are today, what do you have to think about. It's a big deal, and you will die with these undead. Querry thought very openly, if Lordaeron really became the realm of the undead, then there would be no point in living on his own. It is better to dedicate his life to the battle to defend the kingdom, which can be regarded as his last blood.

Hear Querrey say that. Death is not a terrible thing. Instead of worrying about Lordaeron's fate here, it's better to live in the moment and fight each day well. Keep at it, and who knows if the future is uncertain.

Thinking about it this way, Fuhang felt that he was pessimistic before. A person who is so optimistic cannot lose himself because of the cruelty of war.

"You're right, Brother Querry, we'll be on to the front tomorrow. With these armies of the undead. Fight to the death! Fuhang seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and after figuring it out, he fell asleep deeply.

Dawn. North Stream Coast.

Crew members of the ports of the North Stream coast.

"Hey, look at the sea to the west." One of the sailors exclaimed.

"What are you talking about in the morning? Shocked. The other sailor was startled by this exclamation and rebuked.

Through the thin sea fog. This rebuke sailor. was also surprised: "Mom, whose fleet is that!" ”

Early on the western coast, a large fleet sailed by. The orderly fleet is slowly advancing. The majestic sound of the horn resounded throughout the Beiliu coast.

On the wide sails, a blood-red flag is drawn. Symbolically, this is the ship of the tribe!

Thrall did not break his promise, the first column of the Horde army. By the god of war, Grom. Hellroar has officially landed in Lordaeron.

Get out of the fleet. There are also two airships, which have now reached the Mardin orchard. On the airship, all the leaders of the tribe, including Thrall and Kane. Bloody Hoof.

However, MI7, which was active in Lordaeron, soon learned of the news. It is believed that in the evening of this day, Stormwind will know that the tribal army has once again landed in the Eastern Kingdom.

The coast of the North Stream was shocked by this huge fleet. The fleet gradually approached the shore, and the Horde army landed on the coast in an orderly manner.

Grom carried the roar of blood and was the first to walk ahead. Behind him were the Warsong Clan and thousands of tribal warriors.

Ever since the fierce battle for the Western Plaguelands began, the Silverpine Forest had been the best refuge in Lordaeron. Many displaced Lordaeron citizens have come here to escape the fighting.

As usual, Shiryl and Valella were still preparing breakfast in the morning to cook for the refugees.

The barracks of Mardin's Orchard became a veritable refuge.

However, while the refugees were having breakfast, two airships stopped over Mardin's orchard.

The women and children began to talk about it: "Mother, look what is in the sky?" ”

Mom shook her head, saying she had never seen anything like it.

No one else knew it, but Shirley could remember what it was.

Valella pinched her waist, looked up at the flying ghost, and shouted, "Who are you, the early morning flight over our orchard, you see, all block out the sun." ”

Shiryl thought for a moment, then hurriedly ran out of the house and said, "Sister Valera, they may not be bad people. ”

The airship slowly stopped, and Thrall and the leaders stepped out of it. The heavy armor and the familiar warhammer brought back many memories of Shiryl.

"Great Chief?" Shiryl shouted.

Out of Shirille, all the people in the orchard looked terrified.

Orcs, my God, the orcs are here again in Lordaeron. These monsters are better than the undead.

"Don't be afraid, the Great Chief is not a bad person." Shiryl said softly.

Everyone saw that Shirley had spoken, and their mood was a little more relaxed. The refugees who come here know that Shiryl is a beautiful and kind elf, and he will be enthusiastic to take in anyone who comes here.

"It seems that humans still have a lot of affection for us orcs." Sal shook his head.

"However, don't worry, this time our tribe is not here to find trouble, we are sincerely here to help Lordaeron, and it is the responsibility of our inhabitants of Azeroth to fight against the evil forces of this world!" Saar's solemn declaration made the people in the orchard appear to be skeptical.

It doesn't happen overnight to completely change the way humans think about orcs. Sal can only do so much now.

Valella pulled the corner of Sheryl's coat and asked, "Do you know all these orcs?" ”

Valera was not very impressed with the orcs either, and during the Second World War, it was these orcs who conspired against the trolls and attacked Quel'Thalas.

"Of course I do. They now live on the continent to the west of the ocean, and we have fought together, so don't worry. They're not bad guys. Shiryl said with a smile.

"Hmph, whether you're a bad guy or not, it's not something that can be defined by talking."

"Come and sit down." Shiryl graciously invited the leader of the tribe.

Entering the house, Sal sincerely admired: "These are all arranged by Fuhang, and they look like they are presentable." ”

Shiryl nodded, mumbled.

Bain. Talma, Cartier and Thatch, all came. They sat on the first airships. Also come to help your own captain. For Fuhang, this squad is still very emotional, don't forget, in Kalimdo. There is also a location. Pioneer Officer of the Kalimdor Coalition Army. The captain of the Fuhang team, the vacant position of Fuhang.

Bane, who also walked in, understood a lot when he saw Shiryl.

"Madame Captain, where is our Captain?" Thatch asked with a smile.

Shirley blushed and hurriedly said, "What are you shouting nonsense, what is the captain's wife."

Thatch and the team looked at each other and smiled, "Okay." Madame Captain, we are not outsiders. When I was in Kalimdor, I saw that the captain was sandwiched between you and Commander Sylvanas, and now that Commander Greek is gone to Nordahir, you will not get what you want. ”

The members of the Fuhang team were joking with Shirley. The image that made Shirley blush was printed with the sunset.

Valella watched the four ugly monsters surround Shiryl, hurriedly ran over, and scolded, "What are you four going to do, get away." ”

The first feeling of the four team members is that the captain has a red face again. I just don't know, the Greek leader of Nodashir knows about it.

"Hehe, she's an elf girl again, and the captain is really powerful." Cartier pulled the team out.

Looking at the four ugly eyes, Valera knew what they were thinking. I must have thought I was Fuhang's girlfriend.

"Stop for me and make my words clear." Valera snorted and said angrily.

Shiryl comforted Valera: "Okay, okay, Sister Valera, they are all Fuhang's former subordinates, and they are Fuhang's good brothers. ”

Sure enough, there is such a bad thing as Fuhang. These players are certainly not a good thing.

"I knew that whoever I had with Fuhang, no matter who it was, was not a good thing." Valera snorted and said angrily.

Woking beckoned to Shiryl and motioned for her to sit down.

"Miss Shirill, sit down first. We'd like to know what's going on here. “

Shiryl recounted very seriously: "From the words of the refugees in the past few days, I know that it seems that a flying fortress has flown over the Western Plague Lands, and it has also brought a large number of undead armies. After just one day's battle, Lordaeron's army was severely damaged. ”

Sal asked, "Woking, where is our army?" ”

Weaving laid the map on the table, pointed to the shores of the North Stream, and said, "According to the reports from our scouts, our army has landed on the shores of the North Stream and is on its way to our area. ”

"What about the front?"

Woking shook his head and said, "The scouts haven't heard back yet, but the situation seems a bit unpromising. ”

Shellyl listened to the chieftains' conversation, and knew what they were coming from. They did come this time to help Lordaeron and clean up the army of the undead here.

"However, we can be sure that the sky palace is still above the Western Plaguelands." Woking replied.

"It's at the westernmost point of Lordaeron, at least a day's journey from the Western Plaguelands. However, we can use airships to help the Western Plaguelands. Woking continued.

Bane had just gone out and was back in the house.

"Great Chief, the scout has sent a message back."

Woking took it, glanced at it and said, "In the end, Cogle is efficient, worthy of being the personal herald of the Great Chief." Cogle had discovered the location of the Knights of Fuhang, one kilometer south of the Higashiyama Lumberyard. It is only ten kilometers away from the main battlefield. ”

Thrall glanced at Kane and asked, "Chief Kane, what do you think?" ”

"Great Chief, I suggest that the members of Fuhang's squad, plus Kukaron's elite troops, fly directly to the station where the Fuhang Knights are located to help them fight against the Scourge Legion together." Kane said.

"I'll go with you." Woking answered.

"That's it, Woking, tell Fuhang to hold on, and in no more than a day, the iron hooves of the tribe will rush to the Western Plague Lands." Thrall's hammer of destruction fell heavily on the table, and the demeanor of the Great Chief was fully displayed.

"Yes, Grand Chief."

Woking didn't bother at all, and directly ordered Kukaron to board the airship and march into the Western Plaguelands.

Colleagues who set off from the Fuhang team and Woking, Fuhang and Fuding also began to pack their bags and prepare for the road.

Cougle lay on his stomach in the grass not far away, and he was alone in the morning when an orc had accompanied him last night. Because, another orc, riding a two-legged wyvern, went back first.

"Damn, the big chief didn't reward me with a few pieces of barbecue this time, so I'm sorry for my labor these days." Cougle lay down in the grass and grumbled.

The paladins and soldiers packed their bags, and for them, a new day of battle was about to begin. "Warriors, today, we are going to face the Scourge Legion, that is, from today onwards, we don't have to think about tomorrow. We only do today's Lordaeron warriors! Ferdin, inspiring the paladins and soldiers.

"March!" With the Holy Light Warhammer in Ferdin's hand, he swung forward, and the soldiers of the Knights and Tyran officially marched.

Unbeknownst to Fuhang, Naxxramas began by stopping in the skies above the Western Plaguelands. The Scarlet Crusaders have already paid a heavy price.

The Cup Hill Lumber Yard was a devastated place, where the Crusaders were almost completely wiped out.

The Grand Prosecutor, Ethan Lien, was forced to flee. Rendezvous with the defenders of Garethus.

But Gallisus's garrison didn't have much to eat, and the defenses of the Eastern Plaguelands he was guarding were shattered by the army of the undead.

The Holy Light Church Army, although scarce in quantity, is better in quality. At the Tears of Darazon, the Church of Light army defeated a group of necromancers and captured them alive.

Aside from these, the West Plaguelands are almost entirely lost on the back side of Firestone's farm.

On top of the Horde's airship.

"Chief Woking, what the hell is this undead fortress?" Bane asked.

Wojin also didn't know much about the undead, and he didn't know how to answer Bane's question: "I'm also the first time I've come to the Eastern Kingdom, and I'm not familiar with this place, so you should ask the Great Chief for questions like this." ”

Bane gasped: "The Great Chief has a lot of opportunities every day, how dare I disturb him." ”

Woking frowned, looked at Bane and said, "Then why are you bothering me." ”

Thatch also stepped in and said, "The whole tribe knows that Woking is a notoriously good old troll, and we can only ask you if we have anything to do." ”

Woking touched his narrow fangs and said, "I don't know, but when the time comes, we will see it, and it will be almost clear." (To be continued......)