When Azeroth's army entered Draenor through the Dark Gate and rested on the side of the Dark Gate, three men stood on the top of the Kil'Gardan Throne, Draenor's most magnificent volcano.

Chang Wei looked up at the starry sky, his leisurely gaze through the reddened atmosphere of the planet Delanor, and bet on the deep starry sky.

"The Burning Legion is coming, right?"

Azhara's eyes were like knives, and her silver teeth were crushed.

"Of course, it will come, and it will come out." Chang Wei retracted his gaze and said with a smile.

"That's good, that's good." Aishara exhaled, her expression both relaxed and heavy: "You can kill Sargeras, right?" You must kill Him! Certain! Otherwise I'll bite that thing off you!! ”

Chang Wei was taken aback: "So ruthless? ”

Vasqi next to him covered his mouth and chuckled.

Just these three.

Chang Wei came back this time, how could he be alone? Wouldn't it be stupid not to bring meat to eat? Azhara, Vasqui, the best women in Azeroth, are hot.

Vasqi had been captured by Tyrande and his party at the Temple of Dragon's Sleep. The group chased after the Gourd of the Refining Gods, leaving Vasqi on an island in the sea before entering the realm of Enzos.

Azhara then took Vassky away, allowing Chang Wei to disperse Enzos's power and restore his original elven body.

Aishara put Vasqi on the plate, and Chang Wei had no reason not to eat it. It's just a number of maids.

This time to coax Xing Lingzi, Chang Wei brought two of them over, and they have been living here for a while.

After resting under the Dark Gate, the Azeroth coalition marched out of camp and marched under the leadership of the Frostwolf Tribe, the Belting Party, all the way to Naozu.

Dealing with the Orcs first, and then concentrating on the upcoming Burning Legion, is a well-established strategy.

The evil orc tribe led by Naozu realized it in hindsight and only reacted when the Azeroth coalition was close to fifty kilometers.

Guilty of 'Prepared' - After killing Kil'Gardan, Neozu wants to use it as a prestige to unite the Orc tribe in preparation for a second invasion of Azeroth in search of a new home. So at this time, most of the power of the evil orcmen had been condensed.

Otherwise, in the face of the thunderous blow of the Azeroth coalition army, the evil orc tribes scattered throughout Draenor will definitely be broken by each one, without the slightest resistance.

But that's about it.

Naozu's counterattack to kill Kilgardan with the Nailhead Seven Arrows Curse has already begun to manifest. He killed Kil'Gardan, who was supposed to be sought after and revered by the orcs, but he didn't. If it weren't for the circumstances of Draenor that forced the Orcs to unite and invade Azeroth, it would have been almost impossible for Neozu to bring them together.

Don't mess with him much.

Naozu was puzzled by this. According to orc tradition, he killed Kilgardan and should be revered and loved by all orcs, but why not?

Because he used a conspiracy to kill Kilgardan.

Even if they have to gather because of the environment, it is obvious that the people are not aligned.

The arrival of the Azeroth coalition left Neozu scrambling. As a result, they were unable to take decisive action, and in the end they could only shrink their strength and act as a defense.

Compared to Neozu's panic, the Azeroth coalition advanced in an orderly manner. They sent out mobile forces such as cavalry, griffin troops, and dragon eagle troops to exterminate the small group of evil orcs who did not have time to shrink, and finally the main army besieged the evil orc force of Naozu in a valley.

"They're playing with eggs." Standing at the top of the hill, Drektar couldn't help but have mixed feelings as he looked at the dead orcmen trapped in the valley below. I am glad for the original choice, and I am sad for the imminent end of the orcs.

Durontan's face was expressionless: "When Kil'Gardan and Naozu threw themselves into evil for their power, the orc's end was already sealed. There is no Azeroth, and there is hatred of Zelath. Shaman, you don't have to feel sad for them, the future of the orcs is in us, in the Frostwolf Clan. ”

However, although the evil orcs are trapped, it is not an easy task to complete the battle. In fact, the number of evil orcs is several times greater than that of the coalition army.

The coalition forces were able to trap them by relying on the terrain of the valley.

In a tent on the top of the mountain, the leaders of the coalition are gathered to discuss a way to finally disintegrate the orcs.

Xing Lingzi, the little girl, pretended to be in the first place, blinking her eyes and listening to the arguments of the leaders, and felt a little bored for a while.

She couldn't help but say, "Are the orcs ruthless?" It's good if you can't just hit it. ”

The leaders looked at each other.

Cenarius said, "Great Azeroth, we have fewer troops than the orcs, this is the first. Second, we don't want to kill all the orcs, that would be brutal. ”

If the goal is to completely kill all the orcs, then these demigods, archmages or something, join forces to come up with a few big moves, and directly beat the valley into an abyss, and the orcs will play eggs.

But as Cenarius said, most of these leaders were not willing to kill all the orcs.

"Great Azeroth, we have gone through decades of evil and turmoil, so that people's livelihoods have withered, most of the public facilities have been destroyed, and we need to invest a lot of manpower and material resources to restore and develop. So the hundreds of thousands of orcs here are actually still useful. ”

"Is that so?" Xing Lingzi listened and thought for a while: "Then let's kill all their leaders." ”

She said, her eyes lit up, "I've heard that orcs are known for their bravery and love challenges the most. Otherwise, let's go to the battle, name names, fight the leaders of the orcs, kill them one by one, and the rest of the minions will naturally go down without a fight. ”

This is a fighter.

But the idea is actually quite good, and it hits the orc's seven inches. Orcs like to go head-to-head, there's no doubt about it. Many times, the tribal chiefs of the orcs are decided by heads-up.

"You can bet on the orcs." The Prophet Zur added, "The orcs are a tribal confederation, and the leader is often the chief of a tribe. Gambling with them, proposing that the winner has the right to dispose of all the property of the loser, including the tribe he owns, so that they can be easily dismantled. ”

Zur's addition, which was approved by all.

Xing Lingzi's little face was excited: "I'm the first to fight!" ”

The yellow-haired girl turned out to be the most belligerent.

At this time, Nao Zu was also looking at the quarreling tribal chiefs with a headache, and he couldn't suppress them at all.

"That's it!"

Naozu shouted: "You are still arguing here, can you win by arguing?" A bunch of idiots! If we don't defeat the enemy, we're all going to die here! ”

"Then what do you say, Nao Zu!" A strong, red-skinned orc with a large axe stood up and raised his axe: "If you want me to say, let's go straight to war." Could it be that we orcs will be afraid of them! ”