Grom? Hellroar has led their Warsong Clan warriors after defeating the forces of the demigod Cenarius and the Sentinels led by them, and now they have returned to the village of the Night Elves in the Ashen Valley where the spring was found, and set up their new camp. They are now here to heal the pain of the battle and at the same time recharge their batteries, ready to fight again!

Well, in fact, to put it bluntly, after they drank the demon's blood and broke out to hack those night elves and demigods, the effectiveness of the demon's blood began to slowly weaken, and they are now a little weak and tired, and they need to take a good rest, and when they are almost recovered, they will take drugs again, and then go to those night elves to shop!

It has been proven that these orc warriors who have drunk the blood of demons have enough strength to defeat those seemingly powerful Night Elves!

Their furious attacks can often directly split those elven sentinels into pieces along with the nightblade leopard under the opponent's seat! It only takes one time for them to charge and collide, and they can directly rush the opponent's formation to pieces! Even the demigod of the forest, the kind of natural defense that the other party relied on, had turned into paper paste, and in the end, he had already hated their chief Grom? Beneath the roar of hell with the bloody roar......

It has been proven that as long as you have enough strength, even a demigod can be killed by their orcs! As for the power, it is here in their current camp, as long as their Warsong Clan continues to sit on this spring, perhaps, with the strength of their Warsong Clan, they can finally defeat the Night Elves completely and win? In this regard, the orc warriors with honest temperament and simple brains are full of hope for the future of the tribe!

Being in Grom? As Hellroar and his high-ranking warriors of the Warsong Clan were discussing and deciding on the next Night Elf camp to attack, a discordant laughter suddenly rang out in the forest outside.

"Hahaha...... Stupid orcs, finally let me find you! Hahaha......"

The Abyss Demon King Manolos took two demon guards and went straight into the warsong clan's camp, laughing loudly as he watched the bloodthirsty orc warriors with red eyes surrounding him.

But Manolos looked at them so unconcernedly, with contempt in his eyes, he had no fear now, and he didn't mind that the orcs had surrounded him.

Now it seems that the strategy of the Dreadlord is really quite effective, these powerful bloodthirsty orc warriors have now entered his urn, and they can no longer escape the palm of his Manolos!

"And if that's the case, it's no wonder...... Demon! If I'm not mistaken, you put the blood in the water of this well, and somebody lured us here and drank it, right? ”

Hearing the movement outside, Grom carried his blood roar and rushed out of a night elf treehouse with a few followers. With just one glance, he saw the tall and fierce figure surrounded by the orc warriors, it was a powerful and hideous demon, the Abyss Demon King!

"Hehehe...... You're right! Although, this is a ploy of Tikdios's little bug, it's not impossible for you to see all this as if I did it. Hehehe......"

Abyssal Demon King Manolos looked at Grom with a little admiration as he roared blood? Hell roars, and for this orc chief, he is very satisfied!

In fact, even he didn't expect that after drinking the demonic blood on his body, this orc would still have the strength to kill a demigod! This simply surprised him! That's why he couldn't wait to come here and prepare to receive this batch of orcs.

"That's the! So, now, orcs! I, Manolos, hereby declare: All the warriors of your clan, from now on, will all be taken over by me, Manolos! Hahaha......"

Manolos brandished his halberd and laughed wildly, he had only paid a small amount of blood, but in the end he had reaped such a powerful group of berserk orc warriors, there was no better deal than this one.

"Demons! Don't you think! Warriors, take my orders and come with me to smash these three demons! ”

Seeing this demon trying to control himself and his Warsong clan, Grom was in a hurry, quickly raised his blood roar, and ordered the orc warriors to attack with him! In front of them, all that came to their camp was a seemingly powerful Abyss Lord and two demon guards, and Grom felt that they still had a good chance of defeating each other!

"You ...... What's going on? ”

Looking at the faces of the clan's warriors who were entangled, confused, or sluggish, and Grom, who was holding blood roars with both hands and preparing to charge, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he had just given the order, why did the warriors stay in place so deafly?

"Hehehe...... Looks like you still don't understand...... Is the blood of my Manolos so good? Now that you have drunk it, you will forever accept my control and fight for our Burning Legion! ”

The reason why these orcs surrounding the Abyss Lord did not attack immediately, but stayed where they were one by one, was because Manolos had just used the power of the demonic bloodline to directly control them. Now, they are nothing more than a bunch of puppets of his Manolos with a ferocious power, and the most obedient and warlike puppets!

"Nope! Devil, don't you think! I'm going to kill you! ”

Unexpectedly, this was the result, anger instantly filled Grom's chest, and he began to burst out with the strength of his whole body, ready to charge this abyssal demon and deliver a fatal blow, just like when he killed that forest demigod not long ago!

"Humph! Do you want to resist? Get down on your knees and ask for my mercy, my new pet! ”

After Manolos snorted disdainfully, he narrowed his eyes slightly and began to unleash demonic blood control on the strongest orc warrior, and in just a moment, the other party had to drop his weapon and get down on his knees.

"No...... What exactly have you done to me? ”

After falling to his knees, Grom held his head with both hands, and tried to struggle to get up and attack, but it was a pity...... The inexplicable evil force had already controlled him in his body, and he couldn't even get back up, let alone raise his weapon to fight back.

"Oh? Do you still want to rebel? Interesting......"

"So, after using my power to defeat the Night Elves, now, I order you to attack you orcs in turn, what do you think? Isn't that fair? Aha......"

Abyss Lord Manolos began to laugh wildly again, he thought his idea was very good, so let this guy go back and fight their own tribe, anyway, he can kill as much as he wants, and he won't feel too distressed when he dies!

"No ......"

Grom was almost lying on the ground, his own consciousness, constantly washed away by the violent force, began to become more and more confused, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally, everything fell silent...... He has now been completely controlled by the demon Manolos......

……

In that hidden valley in the Ashen Valley, in the vanguard camp of the Burning Legion, when the Dreadlord Tikdios was wondering that he could not find Manolos, and when he was wondering and wondering, he found that two demon guards of Manolos walked straight back from outside the camp.

"You two, come here! I ask you, where is your leader, Manolos? Why can't I find him? ”

The Dreadlord subconsciously felt that the two demon guards who had just returned from outside seemed to know where their big boss had gone.

"Lord Manolos went to receive those orcs just now, and after seeing that nothing happened to us, we came back first."

The two Demon Guardians replied to the Dreadlord a little impatiently, they were the Demon Guardians of the Abyss Lord, but they were not in the hands of this big bat!

"Pick up, take the orcs? Those Warsong Clan orcs who drank the spring water? Why did Tamanolos go to receive them? ”

Tikdios was puzzled, this was not the same as what they had planned, didn't it seem to be the same?

Didn't you say okay, let those orcs attack the Night Elves at will? You don't have to take control, they'll all fight on their own, right? What exactly did Manolos want to do? Now that he doesn't have to do anything, those orcs will also go to trouble the Night Elves, wouldn't it be superfluous for him to do this? Or is the big guy panicking?

"Where do we know what the leader thinks? However, before we returned, Lord Manolos had already given the order for the orcs to turn around and attack the orc camp! ”

After saying that, the two demon guards, who were already very impatient, turned around and left, no longer caring about the dreaded demon king who was in a sluggish state.

“……”

After hearing this, Tikdios was completely stunned! He didn't know what words to use to describe that idiot at Manolos!

Now, the orcs of the Warsong Clan have fought the Night Elves well, so why don't you let them continue to fight like this? On the one hand, it is possible to continue to consume the living power of the Night Elves; On the other hand, it will further deepen the hatred between the two sides, making the conflict between their orc tribes and the Night Elves a little bigger and more fierce! Isn't that great?

And now, Manolos, the fool whose strength is inversely proportional to his brain, actually took control of the orcs of the Warsong Clan without authorization, and turned around and asked them to attack the orc tribe? What the hell is he going to make trouble? Could he be a spy sent by the Night Elves? Or maybe his IQ has bottomed out to the point where it is parallel to that of the boarmen in Kalimdor?

……

At the same time, Akmund, who was far away in the royal city of Lordaeron in the eastern continent, now he didn't know what the situation on the continent on Kalimdor's side was, and he didn't know that the abyss demon king Manolos, whom he was optimistic about, was so stupid that he messed up the great plan that the original fear demon king Tikdios had carefully planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight......

He Akmund now had no time to take care of him, and he had just rushed back to Lordaeron from Stratholme, and he immediately summoned the two Dreadlord Annetheron and Deserock who were still stranded in Lordaeron, as well as the death knight Arthas and the legendary lich Kel'thugad, as well as some high-ranking generals of the Burning Legion who had teleported over.

Having been beaten like a punching bag by a little girl for hundreds of rounds before Stratholme, he was in desperate need of a defuse of his hatred and hastened his own original plan. He didn't want to wait too long here in the Eastern Continent anymore, he wanted to fight to Kalimdor as soon as possible, and get the more powerful power he needed, which was the Well of Eternity!

"Arthas! Tomorrow, you will lead 200,000 undead troops to clean up the Silver Pine Forest and the Gilneth Human Kingdom, and I need you to turn all the living people in these two places into undead for me before the end of the winter, and then bring them back to me, do you understand? Little bugs? ”

Akmund is in a very bad mood right now because of a certain little girl, very bad! Now it's best to pray that no one touches his moldy head, or the man will die an ugly death!

"As you wish, my lord! It's just that...... There is a majestic wall of Greymane in the Kingdom of Gilney, and if you rely only on the power of the undead, I am afraid, you will not be able to easily break through them in a short period of time......"

Arthas didn't dare to refuse or confront it, and now anyone could see that Akmund the Polluter was in a bad mood. It is said that he rushed to support Stratholme today and did not return until just now.

And now, with this expression of resentment and gloom, as long as you are not a fool, I am afraid that you will know that he is deflated by Stratholme! Don't...... He was hit by the enemy in Stratholme? Or did you lose the battle? I'm afraid everyone here thinks this way, right? It's just that no one is stupid enough to ask about this now, and Arthas certainly doesn't either.

After thinking about it, even if he knew that Akmund was angry at the moment, there were some things that should be said, and he Alsace still had to say it. If he wants to lead an army of 200,000 undead, he wants to capture the Kyrgyz kingdom protected by a magnificent wall, which is obviously a bit of a fantasy!

Arthas knows very well that since the end of the Second War and the withdrawal of the Alliance, those self-contained madmen have begun to take the initiative to cede the territory south of the Silver Pine Forest, and at the same time build the majestic Greymane Wall! Since then, no one has heard a word about this country, for the gates of their walls have never been opened!

In Arthas's mind, after the end of the Second Orc War, the Kingdom of Gilneys, as the third largest kingdom in the human world, will definitely have a population of about one million, so it is too embarrassing for him to attack an enemy with a great defensive advantage with only 200,000 undead troops now!

"Humph! Useless stuff! This...... I'll send Deserok with you with part of the Burning Legion's army, and I'll give him the power to destroy that wall, and now, little bug, do you have any questions? ”

Akmund stared at Arthas for a moment, but finally decided to send a Dreadlord and a portion of the Burning Legion to help.

"Your will, my lord, I will destroy the kingdom of Gilneth before spring comes."

As long as he can destroy that majestic wall of Greenman, he will have the confidence to defeat Gilneth! So, Arthas quickly bowed his head deeply and showed his obedience to Akmund's orders. It's just that the look of resentment in his eyes betrayed him, but when he looked down, no one could see it.

"And you! Kel'thugad! You lead 100,000 Scourge troops to clean up the Hillsbrad Hills and the Arathi Heights! I also need to bring back enough undead army before the end of winter without the slightest delay, do you hear that? ”

After explaining the Death Knight Arthas, Akmund turned to look at the legendary lich again. He, Akmund, needs to wave his army west after the end of winter and go straight to the continent of Kalimdor!

As for the south side...... It may not be possible to take care of it for the time being. After all, it may be too late in time, so he has to wait for him to get the power of the Well of Eternity, and then go back to destroy this side, of course, when the time comes, that cunning little girl must be indispensable!

"Yes, great Lord Akmund!"

Kel'thugad did not refute anything, and simply answered the order. As far as he knew, the humans in both places were running out!

There was only a small resistance in the Hillsbrad Hills, and when he arrived with a large army, it must not be too difficult to break through!

And the Arathi Heights are even more of a problem, in addition to the Syndicate and some ogres, that is, a declining Garin? Prince Thorbain's small army, with their small number of troops, is all vulnerable to the undead scourge!

What he should be more worried about is how to get back to Lordaeron before the end of winter, right? But it shouldn't be a big problem, now that winter has just begun, and the army of the undead doesn't need to rest, there should still be time.

"Excellent! Well, you guys can get out now! We'll leave tomorrow. Remember, I need to see the army I need before the end of winter! ”

After explaining the military affairs, Akmund waved his hand like a fly, signaling them to disappear from his sight.

"Annathron, Lordaeron is here here, you also have to hurry up, especially the Legion's portal! You're going to have to gather more materials, summon more legionnaires, and when winter is over, I'll lead them across the ocean to destroy those hateful Night Elves, do you understand? ”

After explaining what had happened to the last Dreadlord who was still here, Akmund waved his hand as well, signaling that the others could get out of here with the others! Now, Akmund himself needs to be still......

"That's right! Remember to restrain the Scourge and our Burning Legion soldiers before we take the continent of Kalimdor...... Let them not cross the line of the Sodoril for a while! ”

This was one of the agreements made between Akmund and little Anne, that for three years, neither Akmund nor his undead demons could go to the Western Plaguelands, which was bounded by the Sodoril River.

The reason for this kind of contract is that little Anne needs time to wait for the space gem to recharge, and in her opinion, three years should be enough. When the time comes, she rolls up and runs away, even if this big demon thinks of a way to crack the Time Gem, what can he do with himself? Where will he find her then?

And for Akmund, he also needs time so that he can conquer the continent of Kalimdor and gain the power of the new Well of Eternity!

Therefore, Akmund intends to abide by this agreement for the time being, he needs to free his hands, first go to Kalimdor to destroy the Night Elves, and then absorb the endless power of the Well of Eternity...... At that time, he Akmund swore that after he gained great power, he would definitely return, and he would definitely capture that hateful little demigod girl, drain her soul, and capture her back to torture in the Twisted Void for 10,000 years!

……

The night passed quickly, and after Anne had cleaned up the big-mouthed monster called Yogsaron, she quickly fell asleep again, and it was not until the next morning that her maid, Lana, carefully woke her up in the queen's bedchambers......

"Sister Lana...... Oh... Didn't I tell you...... Don't wake me up until the sun is at the foot of my bed......"

Little Anne looked up sleepily, looked at her maid Lana, and then turned her head to look out the window, huh...... The sunlight was still soft, and there was no overshoot...... It's not yet noon, so let's go back to sleep...... Then, she pulled the soft silk quilt and directly covered her cute little head.

"Your Majesty, I don't want to wake you up now...... However, there is a very strange black-robed wizard outside, and he says that he is a prophet and has something very important to ask to see you, so he ......"

When Lana saw Anne wake up, she quickly explained, otherwise, in a while, her queen would sleep to death again, and Her Majesty was very angry when she got up, and she didn't dare to wake her up a second time!

"Let Shane... Knox... to deal with ......"

Little Annie's muttering voice soon came from the quilt, and now nothing was as important as her sleeping! What prophet is not prophetic, Anne said that she does not know, and whoever likes to see will go to see it!

"Grand Governor Shannox is still with Stratholme, and you came back alone last night......"

Lana said with a little crying and laughing.

Yesterday, the news of Stratholme's big victory, she had just known. Until now, Lord Shannox is still preparing to build on Stratholm in the distance! In the current Flame Canyon, apart from Her Majesty the Queen, there are only three or five thousand fire elements left. Oh, and there are a thousand or so humans who are going to build a town here, and those fire eagles, they've flown back quite a bit.

"So... Let that nephew of it... Child... Go to ......"

Anne was very sleepy, she was covered in the quilt, her eyes were closed, she was about to fall asleep in a daze, she didn't think about it, and directly named the leader of a fire demon......

"My Majesty, Chief Hunter of Shaturu, it is also in Stratholm and has not yet returned!"

Lana was almost laughed at angrily, now, Queen Anne's consciousness must not be awake, right? Why do you talk all this nonsense?

"Let the Royal... Guards... Leader go to ......"

Anne was in a daze and was about to fall asleep again......

"The Commander of the Guards doesn't understand the lingua franca of the human race, that's why he asked me to call you!"

Lana, the Queen's lady-in-waiting, is a little crazy now.

The lingua franca of the Commander of the Guards was still learned from her, Lana, and now where can I meet a visitor who seems to be important, except for some basic conversations? At least half of its ten sentences will not be understood!

"Let's ...... That one... Human... Leader... Go to ......"

Come on, it's okay, there was a soft snoring from the quilt, and little Anne finally fell asleep again, and now, Lana didn't dare to wake her anymore......

So, about a quarter of an hour later, in the main hall of the Flame Queen's palace, there was a very interesting scene: here, on behalf of the Flame Kingdom, the great god and great prophet who came to receive Medivan, it turned out to be a human maid dressed in a maid's costume; A leader of the Fire Demon Royal Guards who still doesn't know what's going on; Plus a former veteran of the Lordaeron Kingdom who thinks he has been valued by the queen and looks energetic, and the future mayor of Flame Town, who is now under human construction in the Flame Canyon - Old John!

“……”

Medivan looked at the three comic combinations in front of him speechlessly, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say......

The three standing in front of him now, a maid dressed as a maid, a fire demon in a state of confusion, and a bearded veteran, no matter how he looks at it, none of them seem to be able to call the shots, right? What the hell are they doing in this Flame Kingdom?

"I'm sorry, Mystic Prophet! Our Majesty is still resting, because yesterday she led a large army to fight against Stratholme, and not only wiped out all the undead everywhere, but also defeated the mighty demon as well! So, now she needs plenty of sleep, and if you don't have anything important, tell me now, I've been appointed by Her Majesty to take care of the matter. ”

After patting some of the mud on his armor, Old John took two steps forward and stood on the steps below the queen's throne, and looked at the prophet in front of him in black robes and holding a wooden pimple staff in his hand.

Now old John's heart, not to mention how excited! Lo and behold, he was originally just a small ensign in charge of twenty people, but after coming to the Flame Canyon, he became a garrison officer in charge of ten thousand people. Although he is almost at the refugee gate now, he is still the future mayor of Flame Town, who manages thousands of people.

What he never expected was that the position of the mayor of this town had not been hot for two or three days, and he had made a temporary cameo appearance as the chief consul of the Flame Kingdom? If this treatment is said, maybe how many people will be envious of death!

This is Hongguoguo's qualifications, in the future, if he plans to continue to mix in the Flame Kingdom, he just needs to write the current things on his personal form, and see, Her Majesty has made him an archon once! In this way, ensure that his old John's official road is straight up and unimpeded!

“……”

Medivan didn't speak, he came this time, but there was something very important, and the veteran in front of him ...... Looking at the other party's armor and outfit, as well as the obscene look on that face, this made Medivan unable to trust the other party no matter what!

"I'm sorry, but can I take the liberty of asking, this armor on your body seems to be the standard equipment of the Lordaeron Infantry Legion, right? And...... Military rank...... Seems to be an ensign? ”

After being silent and struggling for a while, Medivan finally asked cautiously, anyway, if he didn't figure it out, he would never say his intention casually.

"Oh! You read that right, before the Scourge of the Dead, I was indeed a watchtower watchman in the Kingdom of Lordaeron! It's just that I'm now the mayor of Flame Town. Moreover, he has just been appointed by the Queen as the interim consul of the Flame Kingdom, and has full authority to handle the matter of your visit! If there's anything you can do, it's time to speak. ”

Old John once again held his head high, with a smug face.

God is pitiful, his old John, a clay-legged man, can one day become the ruler of a kingdom, and he is still standing in the queen's palace to receive a powerful mage visitor! That's it, after he can go back, he can brag with the bunnies under his hand for a hundred days!

“…… I think I'd better wait until your Majesty wakes up......"

After hearing that the other party was really as he thought, Medivan almost didn't scold his mother!

What he was about to say, but the matter of life and death of the entire world of Azeroth, where could he say to the little former ensign of Lordaeron in front of him? Can you understand you? Isn't this playing the piano indiscriminately! Anyway, Medivan would never discuss those big things about the world of Azeroth with this veteran! Never!

"Humph! Then you just wait! Wait until Her Majesty wakes up! Don't blame me for not reminding you, it's morning, and if you can see Her Majesty before the sun sets, I'll be lucky for you! ”

Damn, this mysterious old guy still dares to dislike his identity? Angry, Old John shook his hand, snorted coldly, and walked directly outside the palace.

This guy with black skin and a dog's eyes is low! How dare you look down on him Old John? How unreasonable!

It's not that he brags, if this old man wants to discuss national affairs, his old John will really be much more reliable than Her Majesty Queen Anne!

Old John remembered that two days ago, when they were about to clear the rugged ground on the new site of Firetown, and when construction was about to begin, Her Majesty Queen Anne was bored and wanted to come and help.

But as a result, she shook her hand into a big fireball, and blew up a big hole in the land they had planned to build the town square and worked hard to level it, so that they had to spend an extra whole day to reluctantly fill the big hole......

“……”

Medivan didn't pay attention to the old John who scolded and turned to go out, even if he waited until evening today, he would definitely see the queen of this flame kingdom! It's only a day's time, and he can still afford to wait.

After all, what he has to say, I'm afraid he can really only talk to this magical and powerful queen, and it is not suitable to change it to other people, whether it is these fire elementals, or the human stewards who have just gone out.