"Wrestling with the Dragon" familiar name, familiar number. The sensitive words blurted out by the Death Knight Asco* Fallen finally made the lazy-looking Queen Xià have a slight change in expression.

"That's good news."

"It seems that at the critical moment, the extreme old woman of Margasa can still distinguish the severity."

Adjusting his posture slightly, Sylvanas sat up straight in the solid oak chair, showed a slightly teasing smile, and said lightly.

There was not much respect in the rhetoric, and there was no lack of mockery in the tone.

Judging from the relationship between the old Tang, it seems that Sylvanas* Windrunner, as a junior, behaved too disrespectfully.

But in fact, in the eyes of many people in the world, this seems to be the normal expression that should be taken for granted.

In terms of age, he is called an "elder" by many people

The legendary shaman Magasa's life of more than 100 years has to be discounted in front of the former ranger general who has spent hundreds of spring and autumn.

After all, compared to Sindore, which often has a lifespan of thousands of years, the minotaur is really a short-lived species.

； In terms of strength and status, as the leader of all the Forsaken, and as the lord of the Undercity, Her Majesty's status allows her to avoid groveling in front of anyone.

If it weren't for the identity of Aunt Tang, the identity of the legendary shaman of the Minotaur and the former chief of the terror totem would still be somewhat dwarfed by the name of the Banshee King, so in comparison, regardless of strength, status, or even life experience, there is no need for Sylvanas * Windrunner to bow to Magatha.

Not to mention.

The most crucial point that really made Her Majesty can't help but sneer at Magassa is that the relationship between these two strong women is not harmonious.

As everyone knows.

Old Tang's legendary aunt had always hoped to find a virtuous and virtuous Minotaur girl for her nephew to be his wife.

On the contrary, there has always been a lot of criticism about Lao Tang's repeated favor of some alien foxes.

And the hostess of the Undercity.

Sylvanas, the Banshee King, is the rumored girlfriend of our Grand Overseer of Good, and her status as the Forsaken is even more unaffected than Serena's Bloodfeather as an "old lady"

Waiting to see a woman, no matter what kind of status she has, she still inevitably has the quality of being cautious.

With the queen's strong character, she naturally will not deliberately welcome her after suffering such treatment.

ridicule, obstruction, and refutation are just like the vast majority of mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, and the two women who have a close relationship with the old Tang have accumulated resentment little by little, and every time they deal with each other, they will inevitably compete with each other, and the relationship will become more and more stiff The queen is in the middle of the line, and the banshee king's ridiculous words just fell.

There was a sneer in the hall from the Forgotten Generals, either embarrassed or purely appropriate - leave this to the Grand Overseer, where is the room for them to mix at will?

Provided, of course, that the Overseer, who had been lucky enough to win the Queen's favor, would still be able to save the day this time.

As if sensing the reluctance of his subordinates to get involved in this topic and set themselves on fire, Sylvanas* Windrunner waved his hand with some interest and motioned for the one-knee Death Knight to find a seat and sit down, then turned to the other Forsaken Commander beside him...... "Is there any progress on the investigation of Southsea Town, Christo?" ”

Dressed in a well-cut pure black tuxedo, with smooth silver hair tied into a ponytail hanging down his head, his manners and etiquette were meticulous and unpickable, and even his face, which should have become shriveled and rotten, looked no different from ordinary people except that it was too pale; If you ignore the two sharp daggers hidden at your waist - Christo's Forgotten Heart.

The arch-assassin who had succeeded Nathanos* Blightcast at the helm of the undead sentinels was dressed more like a noble salon than a military meeting.

In fact, this guy who looks like a clerical guy was really from an aristocratic background during his lifetime, but his other experience is undoubtedly more "dramatic" than this

- He served in MI7.

Codename James Bond; He had a good friend named Madias Shore; His last mission was to assassinate a minotaur warrior named Goode Terror Totem, and then, hearing the queen's inquiry, Christo bowed slightly to Sylvanas on the main seat, and then replied to the information collected in recent days: "Nanhai Town has been in chaos for a few days! ”

The first sentence of the new Forsaken Intelligence Leader caught the attention of everyone in the line, and in the face of the probing gaze of his colleagues, the great thief Christo was not afraid of the stage and spoke eloquently.

"The farmers and rout of Hillsbrad Farm have added to the burden on Southsea Town. Suddenly, there were tens of thousands more mouths, and even if the town of Nanhai was rich enough, it was inevitable that there would be a shortage of supplies, and that would continue until the next Alliance reinforcement fleet arrived. ”

Hillsbride Farms, as one of the four major granaries of the alliance, will naturally not be two or three kittens that are petty and noisy.

Before the Forsaken invaded the Hillsbrad Hills, more than 20,000 families, in addition to the 5,000-strong militia and security guards, were scavenging for food on this rich land.

In the first battle after the Forsaken were stationed in the Hillsbrad Hills, although more than 10,000 Forsaken vanguard troops easily captured the entire farm area, it was still a little powerless in terms of strength to stop the humans who were many times their size and were bent on fleeing.

After a tough battle, coupled with the subsequent pursuit and encroachment, only more than 3,000 militiamen and nearly 4,000 militias were annihilated, and more than 10,000 ordinary people were captured.

The remaining tens of thousands of people were successfully rescued from danger by the garrison of Nanhai Town.

And these people who escaped by luck may become the help of the garrison of Nanhai Town in the next period of time, and they may also become a burden to Nanhai Town.

Judging from the information that has been fed back so far, it seems that the latter is a little more likely, and the current situation is quickly simulated in the minds of the generals of the Forsaken, while Christo*'s narrative of the Forgotten Heart continues; "And as we wish, through the mouths of those deserters. The morale of the defenders of Nanhai Town has inevitably dropped. Today's Nanhai Town, if not terrifying, is also panicked. This is undoubtedly good news for our next offensive plan. As far as I know. In the past few days, many frightened farmers and businessmen have tried in vain to leave Nanhai Town by boat, but unfortunately they have been strictly blocked by the sheriff. For this reason, I heard that there are several goblin ship owners who have made a big fuss about the town government of Nanhai Town."

"To the point, Christo, my time is precious!"

Obviously, Her Majesty was not concerned with farmers who had no skills but farming, or anecdotes about greedy goblins.

"Ah, as you wish. Her Majesty the Queen. ”

Interrupted by the somewhat impatient Banshee King, the personable intelligence leader was slightly stunned for a moment, then put on a smile again and shifted the angle of the report to other newspapers: "The total strength of Nanhai Town is about 35,000 now. However, the vast majority of them consisted of hastily organized militias and local security patrols that could only deal with robbers and wild beasts, and their combat effectiveness was not to be a concern. ”

"However, there are still two regular troops in Nanhai Town that need our attention."

Speaking of this, Christo, whose expression had always been a little frivolous, couldn't help but put on a stern face: "A part of the Fifth Legion, it was originally an old elite of Stormwind City that was transferred to Nanhai Town in order to support the Kingdom of Alaso to recover Riptide Castle, although there are only more than 5,000 people, but as a veteran legion that has experienced World War II and can ensure the immortality of the number, its strength cannot be underestimated. ”

"The other force is the Dwarven Thunderspear Guard. According to information from scouts, the Dwarven Thunderspear Clan appears to be attempting to enter the Alterac Valley. And this time, the advance force of the Thunderspear Dwarves happened to be in time for the battle. As one of the elite of Ironforge, the Thunderspear Guards have a tough fighting style. And they are very good at defending, even if they have only three thousand troops. But it's also a tough nut to crack. ”

As a member of MI7 during his lifetime, Christo Forgotten Heart had the advantage of knowing both the old and elite forces of these alliances.

So his praise for the two units now stationed in Nanhai Town was not questioned by the other Forsaken generals.

On the contrary, after hearing the description of this intelligence chief, all the generals present, including Her Majesty the Queen, couldn't help frowning slightly.

The vanguard of the Forsaken is only a little over 10,000 troops, and the follow-up troops will not be in place until the next week, but Nanhai Town has already gathered more than 30,000 troops!

Even if there are less than 10,000 regular troops among them, the three-fold difference in strength is already considered a huge disparity.

And the worst thing is that the regular army of nearly 10,000 is not an ordinary person, but a real elite who has been tested by war!

Such a hard bone is not something that the vanguard of the Forsaken can eat in one bite right now.

Even if they are barely victorious, the final result will be a defeat for both sides, and the Forsaken Vanguard will be broken.

If such a strategic posture were replaced by an orc general, it would probably be impossible to fight heartily and after fighting, but this kind of reckless decision will never be made by the calm and cautious Forsaken.

The strategic posture seems to be changing in an unfavorable direction, and the atmosphere in the industry is somewhat depressing as a result.

Until Her Majesty the Queen spoke up again, "Don't bother thinking about how to deal with those who are dying,"

Her Majesty the Queen flicked her bowstring lightly, and a buzzing tremor sounded in the air: "Those who are alive can't hold on for long." ”

"Tighten your guard for the next week, just wait quietly for reinforcements to arrive, and there is no need to take the initiative to provoke or intensify the offensive."

Slowly getting up from the seat, looking around at the elite soldiers under his command, the corners of the queen's mouth curled slightly, and he ordered without being salty.

"This battle is not just a stage for our forgotten ones, it will always give our allies who have excess energy a window to vent, and the proud soldiers of Kalimdor will be happy to help us gnaw this hard bone"

The tone and words of the former Ranger General were as sharp, mean, and mocking as ever, while the Forsaken generals nodded their heads one by one.

Yes, Nanhai Town is indeed a hedgehog that is not easy to swallow for the vanguard, but what is it in front of the tribal army that has been determined to be dispatched?

"Nanhai Town is just a corner of the town, so there is nothing to worry about. Consider what the Alliance's reinforcements will be. And where to get it from is the priority. ”

Ignoring the changes in the mood of his subordinates.

The Banshee King, who slowly walked out the door, had a joke on his lips.

The mischievous moment poured cold water on the people who were full of ambition.

The position under the seat is different, and the pattern and vision are naturally far apart.

While the Forsaken generals were still pondering over how to expand their advantage and conquer Nanhai Town, Her Majesty the Queen had already set her sights on the Alliance's possible retaliation and counterattack.

As the leader of the clan, Sylvanas knew better than anyone present: the real war had just begun!

The Forsaken won't fight alone, and the enemy won't be caught on the other side!

The nature of the battle that took place in the hills of Hillsbrad was no longer as simple as the Forsaken invading humanity's sphere of influence or grabbing territory and resources.

It's a microcosm of the rivalry and wrestling between the Alliance and the Horde, two giants who dominate Azeroth!

Limited resources, limited land, larger and broader living space; The contradictions of bitter hatred, endless **, and heavier and more powerful discourse are all explosive-powder kegs that are hovering between the two behemoths of the Alliance and the Horde.

Azeroth has no shortage of battles.

In the past few years, these contradictions have not disappeared, but have been deliberately buried deep in the efforts and reluctant compromises of many people on both sides.

And now it has finally come to this moment of complete outburst.

Even more violently than ever, the disappearance of Goode's bastard and the two young monarchs, Gianna and Varian, was just a sudden trigger!

Even if there is no such thing, the contradictions that have been accumulated and suppressed for many years will eventually burst out one day.

The Banshee King didn't explain it to his subordinates.

Because, that doesn't mean much.

The reason why a leader is a leader is because it is enough to grasp and decide the big picture - at least until he succeeds in revenge on the butcher in Northrend, the Forsaken don't need a second voice!

With complicated thoughts, Her Majesty the Queen had already paced to the door of the line.

Suddenly, Sylvanas was in the heart of a suspicious spirit, wrestling with the Dragons as the starting force for some unscrupulous Grand Overseer.

That's a descendant power that can't be shaken.

Even the Minotaur Chief Kane Bloodhoof and the aunt of Magassa were hard to command.

Someone who has a very tight grip on military power has always only opened up a small part of his authority to his younger brother and a few comrades-in-arms who trust him.

But this time.

Wrestling with the dragon, the legion that has created a great reputation in Azeroth, but mobilizing so quickly without any sluggishness, this can't help but make Her Majesty the queen curious, and a little worried about a missing bastard After all, military power is no small matter.

If there is really an ungrateful or stupid person who has bad intentions, he will "make a private agreement for life" with someone

Her Majesty the Queen doesn't mind cleaning the portal for some dead ghost!

Thinking about it, Sylvanas's pretty face inadvertently revealed a cold murderous intent, and he turned his head sharply and asked in a cold voice about a certain death knight who was a messenger: "Asco, which general of Shuharu is the commander of the dragon wrestling army this time?" ”

"Well, I don't know much about that."

Obviously unprepared for the sudden interrogation, the Asco* degenerate was stunned for a moment, but then he was as silent as if he had some unspeakable secret, and there was no crisp "Say!" ”

A simple word is like being squeezed out of an ice cellar, and it is enough to make the heart of the cowardly frightened.

Her Majesty's anger seemed to be undisguised, and all the Forsaken generals in the conference room couldn't help but look at their colleagues with doubts and sympathy, and under the pressure of Her Majesty's rising power, the Death Knight subconsciously touched a cold sweat that actually didn't exist, and then opened his mouth again hesitantly; "Two lieutenants, one is Andrew Splithoof Elder and the other is General Grudiger Darkcloud"

"And the manager is the manager"

"Serena * Blood Feather"

As soon as the words fell, there was a 'chirp', and several obvious cracks suddenly appeared on the table in the conference room.

But there was silence in the whole line, and the needles could be heard.

Who Serena Bloodfeather is, everyone present knows in their hearts.

Over the years, as the bards have rewritten the deeds of a certain heroic figure into poems and sung them all over the world; As an underground romance involving Her Majesty the Queen surfaces, it becomes a well-known story; This seemingly ordinary name has become a taboo in the Undercity.

There is hardly a guy whose brain has not been eaten by deworming, and who still retains normal intelligence, will talk about this name in the territory controlled by Her Majesty the Queen, because there is no guarantee that if he does so, he will become a freshly baked test on the stage of the Royal Apothecary Society that night, as if a typhoon appeared in the conference room, everyone in the audience subconsciously lowered their heads and focused their eyes on the solid wood floor under their feet, as if they were suddenly full of interest in studying the texture of wood.

They were nervous and cautious, and they didn't dare to peek at the queen who everyone admired in the past, lest they burn themselves innocently and bear the possible thunderous wrath of a certain queen in the future.

What's more, the Minotaur Overseer, who has been in trouble for a long time, and the Death Knight Asco*Fallen, who is the initiator, is not so lucky.

Most likely to face the wrath of Her Majesty, he buried his head in his chest, and an illusion as if his cold heart was beating again crept over the Death Knight's heart.

[It's going to die, right?]

It's really going to die, right?

I really don't want to die so innocently] The death knight's heart couldn't stop cursing and praying, while on the other side, the original pale-faced Queen Xià smiled beyond everyone's expectations, and muttered as if she was talking to herself, "Serena * Blood Feather?" Hehe, it's time to meet the big name after a long time! ”

Surprised by Her Majesty's reaction, the inexplicable crowd finally couldn't help but raise their heads and secretly looked at their Queen Majesty in confusion, and then they all looked at each other and focused on the Rouyi who was holding the war bow tightly - the "Rouyi" who was full of green muscles and too much force

--Finally glancing at each other, and throwing a "That's the case" to the people around them.

's expression [It's going to be dead, right?]

Definitely going to die, right?

This is a common cry from the hearts of all present at this meeting soon after (to be continued...... ps:5000+ big chapter~~~ Well, about the restlessness of a certain overseer's house, the collision between the main room and the lover, I want to write this kind of favorite paragraph for a long time~!

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