"Hmm, I don't know the ceiling!"

The tall tower, the spacious room, grinning from a large and neat bed in the Dragon Sleep Temple, the old Tang gently rubbed his hungover-like headache temples with one hand, and casually said the old stalk that revealed his age.

"Ah, Your Excellency, you are awake!"

A slightly excited voice sounded from another bunk not far from Old Don. Sarruch Snowhoof, the young yak-man shaman, was covered in bandages and was trying to get up from his bed while greeting Old Don.

"Lie down, Sarruk." It could be seen that the young man was seriously injured, and the old man, who had just woken up and was still a little drowsy, hurriedly stopped Sarruch's somewhat reckless actions: "How is it, is it important to be healthy?" ”

To see Sarruch Snowhoof in the same "ward" was an absolute surprise to Don!

There is no need to go into how dangerous the previous battle was, and the young man who was able to survive the previous battle and survive the Scourge was able to save his life, and to be honest, the young yak shaman was really lucky.

War, no matter how big or small, is an extremely dangerous experience for a creature that exists as a single individual.

Unlike skirmishes, most emergencies can be prevented with quick thinking and quick reactions, coupled with enough caution. In war, no one can guess what terrible things will befall them in the next second.

A refracted stray bullet, a missed arrow, a misguided spell...... There are so many unexpected factors that can kill people that it is impossible to speculate and avoid them.

So, it's not the smart people who live the longest on the battlefield. Nor are they brave. It's not a coward who shrank his head and brain, and was finally blown up to the sky by a spell and the barracks. Rather, soldiers with superhuman luck and beastly instincts.

"I'm fine, but .......," the young yak shaman's face slowly darkened halfway through the sentence, "but the others ...... All dead...... 3,000 warriors after the tribe was broken...... I'm left with only one ......."

Sarruch Snowhoof's words silenced Don even as well. Although at the beginning of the plan, Don expected that this operation would have heavy casualties; Although at the moment when he was intercepted by Dai Lin Prodmoore's troops, Old Tang was ready for the annihilation of the whole army...... However, when all the bad premonitions finally come true. With Old Tang's hard heart, he inevitably looked gloomy and his heart was gloomy.

Like the Minotaurs, the Yak people are not a well-populated race. The whole clan is only a hundred thousand young and strong old and weak together, even more pitiful than some weak marginal races, and the loss of 3,000 young and strong combat strength can already be called a bone break for the yak people.

In the face of this situation, if a proper way out cannot be arranged for these distant relatives of the yaks, then this tragedy is likely to happen again. Old Tang suddenly felt a heavy shackle fall on his shoulders again......

However, after all, Old Tang is a guy who is used to seeing life and death, and after a short period of depression, he quickly calmed down his sad feelings again.

Looking at the yak man shaman on the other side, who seemed to be dying for his comrades, but he was living under the desperate protection of his comrades, and fell into self-blame and self-doubt, Old Tang gently rubbed Sarruch's head on Snowhoof. Comforted softly with the mentality of a person who had come over:

"You know, when I was your age. I stepped foot on the battlefield for the first time. ”

"At that time, the situation of the Shuharu clan was no better than that of the yak people today, and they were also on the verge of extinction, ready to start a migration." His tone was low, his face was gloomy, and Lao Tang, who recalled the days at the beginning of the crossing, did not hesitate to expose his black history: "At that time, I was proud and conceited because of some special experiences, and I took it for granted that I was a well-deserved son of heaven. ”

"At that time, I thought I was the one who was most favored by Mother Earth, the savior of the Shuharu clan destined by God!"

"With this mentality, I started my first reconnaissance mission with the company and guidance of more than twenty warriors from the clan."

"Want to know the outcome of the mission?"

Attracted by the story told by Old Don, Sarruch Snowhoof, who temporarily recovered from his self-blame mentality, nodded almost subconsciously.

"It failed, and it was a painful failure...... A fiasco that sticks in my mind. Old Tang's tone was full of self-deprecation and imperceptible sadness, "I am arrogant, and I was beaten in the face when I carried out the first battle!" ”

"Because of my recklessness and conceit, fire reconnaissance turned into an unplanned assault...... Well, an attack with an egg on a stone......"

"Centaurs are a very ferocious race, they can be declared adults after they are six or seven years old, and as a nomadic race, both men and women have the ability to handle bows and spears when they reach adulthood, and they can be regarded as a fighting race."

"And the target of that reconnaissance was a centaur tribe of nearly 600 people, and there were more than 400 young people who could be warriors alone. And the reconnaissance team, including me, is only twenty-four. ”

"The ratio of troops to nearly twenty to one ......," Old Tang laughed at himself again, "but I rushed forward so bravely and without knowing whether to live or die." ”

"In order to save me from the encirclement, more than 20 of my comrades-in-arms launched a final charge against the enemy's tribe regardless of life or death...... The battle was fierce, the end was miserable, and the twenty-four scouts except for me, the megalomaniac...... Annihilated. ”

"And I, the initiator of the tragedy, survived and fled back to my clan under the protection of my comrades-in-arms who desperately blocked the enemy...... Doesn't that sound ironic? ”

The thick self-deprecation could not hide the sadness and anger in the old Tang's words, and Sarruch Snowhoof was even more shocked by this cruel and stupid story. The young yak shaman couldn't connect the powerful and calm distant relative in front of him with the reckless and arrogant stunned young man in the story.

"On the night I fled back to the tribe, I locked myself in my house and saw no one, hiding under the covers with my head covered, wailing and crying all night...... It was only then that I became aware of the cruelty of the battlefield and my own weakness. Pity. I can't do it all over again......"

"It was the first time I had been humiliated. It's also the biggest shame! Raising his head, Old Tang gently grabbed the shoulder of the yak shaman, stared at the other party's confused gaze, and said softly: "I blame all the qiē on my own stupidity and arrogance, and it is true. And just like you are now, I blamed myself, I felt guilty, I was at a loss. ”

But then I figured out a truth. Guilt alone won't solve anything, and if a humiliating fiasco holds me back, I'm still a complete loser and a wretch. ”

"So from that day on, I went crazy and trained my guards, crazy to sharpen my strength." Old Tang's fists were already clenched unconsciously, and his words were indescribably cold: "Because I can't forget the words that my captain shouted to me before he died in battle......"

"Run!"

"I'm determined to avenge them, and I'm going to make a break with the stupid, arrogant, cowardly and incompetent me of the past!" Old Don's words paused for a moment, and he looked at Sarruch *Snowhoof, whose gaze was gradually changing, and asked lightly: "Do you want to know the final ending of the story?" ”

The young yak-man shaman nodded heavily, he really wanted to know what a guilty man had done in the end.

"When my troops were formed. When I was strong enough to be feared, I took my guards to the centaur tribe once more...... This time. I have 3,000 comrades-in-arms! 3,000 heavily armed and powerful Kodomon hoplites! ”

"I surrounded the village and personally led the slaughter of all the centaurs, not even the newborn cubs." Old Don's tone was flat, like a terrible massacre was just a trivial matter worth mentioning, "Then light the torch with your own hands, burn that village to the ground, and completely erase it from the map!" ”

"Having said so much, what I want to sue you is ......"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Old Tang and Sarruch were immersed in the story for a while, until Old Tang patted the young shaman's shoulder and said word by word:

“…… Even if you can only run away now, you have to run in time. In fact, while many survived the danger by admitting weakness, many more died by insisting that they were indestructible. Denying fear makes you vulnerable to being crushed from within. Try to accept, learn to dodge, and finally charge at your enemies - don't let yourself be shattered by pointless pain. ”

"And when you feel guilty about self-blame, the best thing to do is to hone yourself until you say goodbye to the weak novels of the past, and then get up again from where you fall!"

Gently pressing on the shoulder of the deep thinking yak shaman, and telling his black history to comfort others, Don moved his badly wounded body and strolled out of the room—he wanted to give the young man enough time to experience this unforgettable defeat for him.

"A wonderful consolation," a pleasant voice sounded in the ears of Old Tang, who walked out of the ward, "It seems that you are very good at comforting others, Goode." ”

"But...... I don't know how to comfort you, Gianna. ”

Turning around, Don looked at Gianna Prodmoore, who came to the ward outside the ward at some point, and replied with a gloomy face.

"I ...... I met your father, and he ...... now" Old Don's words froze, and the guilt in his heart almost made it difficult for him to finish his words: "He has now become a subordinate of Arthas...... I'm sorry, Gianna. ”

Gianna Prodmoore, who was dressed in plain mage robes, turned pale when she heard Old Tang's words, and her bewitching body trembled against the wall next to her for a long time before she endured the dizziness and stood up straight.

Lovers, fathers...... The two most important men in a woman's life have become enemies that she cannot turn around...... That's too cruel for a woman!

In Old Tang's opinion, Gianna's failure to collapse instantly is enough to prove the strength of this hostess of Theramore's heart!

"It's... Is it? After being silent for a long time, the female mage who was forced to cheer herself up broke free from Old Tang's support, and said calmly in a disheartened tone: "Thank you for suing me for the first time, Goode." ”

"Gianna, are you alright? Although I'm sorry to say that...... Old Tang's eyes were full of worry and guilt: "But I think you should go and rest and calm down." The facts have been forged, and there is no point in continuing to hold on. ”

"No, Goode, I don't think we have time to rest." Shaking her head gently, the female mage in front of her took a deep breath and once again turned into the mistress of the strong Theramore: "I have worse news to tell you......"

"Actually, I'm here to talk about this matter...... Raising her head and looking directly into Old Don's eyes, Gianna's eyes were full of anxiety and worry: "After the blue dragon reorganized the chaotic magic in his body, I reconnected with Theramore, and the situation in Azeroth was worse than we imagined. ”

"The Union and the Horde... After all, the war is still going on! ”

Even Old Tang, who has always considered himself calm, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"How bad is it?"

Hearing this terrible news, Old Tang almost instantly put the guilt he had just felt about the Prodmore father and daughter behind him. Squinting his eyes slightly, Old Tang, with a gloomy face, inadvertently spread a terrifying coercion, and asked sharply without the slightest hesitation.

"Very bad," Gianna Proudmore replied with an ugly face and a dejected tone, "The Alliance first declared war on the Horde, except for the Night Elves, the other races of the Alliance have declared war on the Horde, even Dalaran announced that he would abandon his neutrality after expelling the Blood Elves, and there is even news that Stormwind intends to reorganize the Federation of Azeroth......"

"In contrast, the Forsaken marched south on the third day of our disappearance, capturing Hillsbrad Farm and Talenmere, and are now besieging the town of Southsea. In response, the Horde declared war on the Alliance, and reinforcements sailed east, now landing on the eastern shores of the Endless Sea. ”

"Goode, the whole of Azeroth is now in a mess, and we must do our best to get to the hills of Hillsbrad to mediate between the two sides, so that the situation does not escalate further...... If it is delayed any longer, it is likely to be a disaster for all of Azeroth, no less than the invasion of the Burning Legion! ”

"Mediation? How can it be that simple! Gianna's tone was solemn and urgent, but Old Tang, who also had a gloomy face, shook his head lightly and said helplessly: "The contradictions between the alliance and the tribe have been going on for a long time, and now that they affect the whole body, how can the war between the two military groups be interrupted by our words......

Stretching out his hand to stop Gianna's blurted out words, Old Tang made a gesture of calmness, and continued to speak indiscerningly: "Do you remember the black dragon brothers and sisters on Okaz Island, I'm sure that this qiē is the result of the manipulation behind the scenes of the black dragon clan." ”

"Now, the top priority is to find sufficient evidence to expose the conspiracy of the Black Dragon Legion, and this is not enough for the two of us to speak one-sidedly!"

"So......" Old Don's eyes twinkled, "maybe we should pay a visit to the master of this place!" ”

"The traitors of the dragons are making waves in Azeroth, as the Titans' handpicked guardians......"

"The master of the Dragon Sleep Temple, how can he stand by and watch?" (To be continued......)

PS: 4000+.

On duty tomorrow, it should be no more~~

The day after tomorrow will continue to be updated~~

As an aside, the results were dismal after the re-update, and it seems that the change has been interrupted for so long, and now it is finally reaping the consequences. I1292