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In a sense, the battle in Ashenvale isn't bad news.

With the high cost of death and the potential for revenge, as well as the distraction of a large part of the ever-expanding new map, the rivalry between players is not very lively - or sparse, but anyone with itchy hands is basically over for two fights.

But now things have taken a subtle turn.

When the Horde takes the Blackstone Tower, and Stratholme and the Psychic Academy are too strong to be conquered by the players, something called "resentment" that belongs to this group begins to accumulate in the hearts of many people.

According to the latest information, the more proficient the power of the fragments in Garding's hands has become, and many teams have been sent back to the cemetery to rest by the psychic who came out to breathe on the way.

This is one of the reasons why the Horde can pull in a considerable number of reinforcements when the signal is given to attack.

"-Things aren't complicated yet, we'll help the Night Elves secure the Ashenvale defenses, and your main mission is to snipe infiltrators and adventurers on the Horde's side, and if possible, try to sabotage their Warsong Lumberyard equipment."

6 Tak noticed that when Bevaria said this, his cheeks suddenly trembled a little.

If his lips were good, what the latter didn't say seemed to be, "At the very least, they'll have to bleed from the goblins."

According to the grapevine, it seems that Lian Meng was pitted by a goblin when he was in the Death Mine.

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"Attack! This time, we must take away the semi-CNC zhì power of Gray Valley! Lok-taro’gar！ ”

It is basically impossible for a large army to go out on an expedition to conceal information.

Especially in a special location like Ash Valley, even birds flying in the air or trees on the side of the road can become a source of information for the Night Elf druids, so the orc commanders did not consider concealment at all.

Due to the addition of the new force. The orc forces involved in the battle are directed at Astrana, the largest and strongest support point in the area, and the Night Elves are trying to break their grip on the place in one fell swoop.

The Blackstone Orcs who came down from Blackstone Mountain brought not only soldiers, but more importantly, they provided a much-needed resource for the Orcs - ore.

While this metal, known as Pyrite, is slightly less powerful than mainstream weapons when refined, as the forging recipe clearly demonstrates, it is relatively rudimentary to many orcs. This is already a rare improvement.

At least now many soldiers won't be so unlucky that they have to fight with maces!

Behind the horde army, a dozen or so heavy lumberjacks that had been driven out of the Warsong Lumber Yard swung their heavy circular saw blades and cut down the trees on both sides of the road with a tooth-aching creak.

If necessary, these Timbersaws can also be used on the battlefield for proper assault operations - the Saw Blade has almost zero effect against steel, but it can still be useful against the Night Elves' wood-based fortifications.

"There is such a number of troops as a backing. Presumably the attack will go very smoothly, right? ”

The man who expressed his opinion palpitated and touched the part where the chrysanthemum was. "I was almost shot by the Night Elves when I strayed into Astrina, but the city doesn't look very well defended......"

"Don't be so optimistic. After all, Ashenvale is the home of the Night Elves, and after so many years, the orcs can still only barely gain a foothold in the small southern area near the Barrens. ”

Zhou You, who was hiding in his team, pushed his glasses.

"It's not easy...... Do you think we're going to hunt or we're going to follow the big army? ”

It sounded like an inquiry, and it sounded like a question of self-talk, and of course it didn't get any answer.

Following a large force means safety. But, on the other hand, the statistics don't get much when it comes to feats - unless the orcs and the night elves have a head-to-head duel, which is unlikely.

As for participating in the hunt, it is a choice with both risks and opportunities.

There are a lot of lone Night Elves or two-person squads in Ashenvale, and although many of them are elites, there is hardly much problem with a reasonably configured team of players forcibly eating them.

However, in the event of a retaliatory sweep, trying to outrun the Night Elves in the forest is basically a pipe dream.

Suddenly there was a sound of leaves moving above the canopy.

Waiting for anyone to react. Four or five dim arrows pierced the air, gravitational force from top to bottom sliced through the shoulder armor, splashing blood in the entire team.

At about the same moment, two or three throwing axes spun into the air, but the orcs were not strong enough to carry such a heavy weapon to the top of the giant tree, so there was nothing but dead branches and leaves - some orcs had to move their bodies to avoid these "murder weapons" created by their own people.

The commotion did not last long before it subsided.

Two or three Night Elf sentinels are just that, apart from announcing their existence with a few cold arrows, they can't pose any real threat to the army at all, and the only function is to make the orc overseers roar a few more times, or block the search space of the lower legion.

On the Horde side, a dozen hunter players shoot flares. After the release of the pets, the number of cold arrows in the woods dropped rapidly, and soon reached a point where it was almost impossible to feel their existence.

"Life is dangerous, and you need to be cautious when moving forward. I think it's a good choice to raid Astrana with a large force this time...... Hehe. ”

Zhou You shook his head and muttered to himself as he watched the hunting teams that had spread out in small groups in all directions.

"How much can you eat as much meat as you want. It's hard to be anxious......"

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Dispatching armies is always a topic that requires a large-scale movement - with the exception of the orcs, a race whose almost half of the army is armed and ready to go on a campaign, until then, the supplies, transportation, and commands needed to be coordinated.

The usually deserted port of Demacia was busy for a short time, with a steady stream of soldiers and equipment loading the ships gathered in the harbor. All kinds of shouting and screaming can be heard almost everywhere.

The original regular ships have disappeared, and many players are waiting for the official idle ships, and some of them are more anxious to simply divert to Treasure Bay to take the first line of Ratchet City, and those with more money will directly solve the problem with a portal......

Of course, the ones who opened the portal also attracted a lot of scolding.

That thing lasts a minute - why can't you send a few people along the way if you have time? Do you have to let everyone watch the magic gradually dissipate?

In a word, we don't understand the world of trenches......

It's a pity that 6 is also among the group of people who are scolded - because he not only opened the portal, but also brought many teammates with him.

"Count the number of people...... Ok no problem. ”

After quickly glancing at the number of people rushing out of the portal, 6 Tak cast his gaze into the distance.

Where they stood was a tendrel of Tedarsil floating on the surface of the sea—at least that's what the Night Elves guarding there said.

But in every way, the ground beneath your feet is no different from the six places that protrude from the horizontal plane. At the end of the narrow road, there are three trestle bridges that branch, and at each end there are more or less a dozen figures of different shapes, and several purple sails are different, bringing long white waves in the distance at sea level.

"The next transport boat will be there soon, be careful not to fall down this side - if you think you can touch the bottom of the water a hundred yards deep."

The sentinel's reminder was decidedly not funny.

"Are we really on a tree? It can't be somewhere else, right? ”

The dragon's summon sank silently into the ground, leaving no sign of a hard object on the blade when it was pulled up, except for a little dirt.

For those who see this scene for the first time, it is not uncommon to have such doubts. Because Tedashir's own size is too extraordinary.

When 6 Tak once sailed from the distance of the World Tree to the fallen land, Essoda, from a distance, he was greeted by the magnificent scene of the trunk of a building almost hundreds of stories high breaking through the clouds, looking like a giant pillar standing above the sea level, and the large shadows cast by the branches on the water would even make those who sail into it feel the change of day and evening.

"If you don't believe me, you'll be able to see the full picture of the World Tree from the sea...... The ship is coming. Get on it! ”

6 Tak stepped on the outstretched springboard and beckoned the others to hurry up rather than concentrate on what he was in. The trailing Night Elf sailors jumped behind the ship, and the dark purple brigs with graceful lines swung in a rolling arc in the sea, almost tilting at a forty-five degree angle to complete the U-turn.

Before the passengers above could react to this fierce movement, the spinnaker and mainsail, which had been half-dead in the breeze, suddenly tightened, and the narrow hull pressed against the phosphorescent sea, tearing apart the wider and wider V-shaped waves from the boat.

"This is not right—what about slow driving!"

The screams pulled a subtle tonal twist in the air.

"Oh, that's pretty cool!"

Unlike the way in which he calmly hugged the mast and turned into a human-shaped whistle, Izmi was very graceful and struck a chic posture on the deck.

The premise was that the others didn't see the half of the sword that she had inserted into the deck to keep her balance.

"What the hell is going on!"

6 Dede admits that this special feeling cannot be provided by a well-rounded griffin, and the scene of powering a sailboat with a spell is truly impressive.

As long as you don't get thrown into the water.

If you fall off a flying mount, you may be able to save your life with a parachute, a refrigerator, an invincible, or something like that. But what about falling into the deep sea......

Everyone can swim, but whether you can swim back to shore is another story!

"Why, why hasn't it arrived yet?"

Perhaps it was the screaming decibels that even the sailors on the ship could not withstand it, and one of them, who was clearly dressed as a mage, had a crisp cloud of magical energy on Ping Calm's face.

Enhanced spell countermeasures.

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