The Alliance is marching towards the Stormfjords, the warriors are making trouble at Valhalla, and the old buddies of the Tribal Expeditionary Force are bored and unoblivious to what is going on outside the window, they first take a brief rest on the island where the Tomb of Sargeras is located, and then set off again to continue sailing in the direction of the Supreme Ridge, which is naturally for the Minotaur to visit relatives and contact the original Minotaur of the Supreme Ridge who have lived there for generations.

The Supreme Ridge is also the lair of Deathwing 10,000 years ago, it was from here that Crassus and Ronin infiltrated Nesario's lair, stole the soul of the dragon hidden deep in it, and then met the young Boss Hu who also chased the spiritual fluctuations of the ancient gods to come here.

Ahem, to get back to the point, as I said earlier, the Supreme Ridge region is strictly speaking the origin of the Minotaur race, and the Minotaurs who now live on the Kalimdor continent are considered immigrants in the new era after the end of the Ancient War, after all, after the Battle of the Ancients, there was a great split, and the Minotaur buddies who came to help the war couldn't go back to their hometown, so they could only find a new place to immigrate.

So now taking advantage of this layer of kinship, the tribe is still very hopeful that the Supreme Kaolin Minotaur will join the group and contribute to the tribe together.

And the situation developed as they expected, and in the Thunder Totem Heights, the largest city of the Supreme Ridge Minotaur, the Horde's expeditionary force was warmly welcomed.

The honest and upright Supreme Kobolds are extremely enthusiastic about this group of distant relatives living in the Kalimdor continent, and even their favorability towards the tribe has skyrocketed.

In charge of the expedition was Sarufar the Younger, and as the Horde's Supreme Overseer for the operation, he was dragged by the High Ridge Minotaur to see what the Clan was most proud of.

Oh, the proudest thing of the Supreme Kaolin Minotaurs is a historical illusion of the past, a legendary past about the Minotaur hero Huon Kaolin.

During the War of the Ancients, the commander-in-chief of the Night Elf Resistance, Garrod Shadowsong, issued a call to the world to invite all the aliens to come together against the Burning Legion.

The Minotaur naturally responded to the call, and Brother Hun brought his Eagle Spear, pulled up a team, and went directly to join the Night Elf Resistance, and then participated in the epic ancient war together.

Hun resolutely answered the call to war, saddled his spear, brought food and water, said goodbye to his family and friends, and ran towards the main battlefield of the Night Elves. ”

In the dimly lit room, the smell of incense was extremely strong, and a dim flame flickered in the brazier placed in the center, and under the guidance of the Minotaur Soul Walker, an illusion of the past appeared above the flames.

"The armies of demons are endless, and there are demonic portals everywhere, and they are wreaking havoc on the land, and the Night Elves cannot resist them, and they are beginning to rout. ”

"But our hero Hunn, he was not afraid, and at this critical juncture, he accepted the order of the elven commander Garrod to take on the sacred responsibility of saving the world and saving the elves. ”

Little Sarufar, who watched the vision, was a little confused, there seemed to be something different in this explanation, it was Hun who saved the Night Elves and the world?

Hunn wielded his eagle spear, its head gleaming with a killing light, and he slammed into the demon army with a single charge. ”

With the explanation of the soul walker, the illusion above the brazier also changed, and the scene of Hunn's brother killing and mowing the grass all the way appeared in front of little Sarufar's eyes.

"With every swing of his spear, many demons were pierced and died on the spot... More demons were trembling, they had never seen such a terrifying Minotaur warrior. ”

Hunn began to kill towards an evil portal, and the demons on the way were cut to shreds, and in front of the evil portal, Hun saw a dreaddemon king. ”

In fantasy ... Ahh

Huon rushed in front of the Dreadlord, and the tall demon lord let out a sinister laugh, and then... Well, and then he died.

Yes, he's dead, too.

The illusionary Huon is like a god descending from the earth, he stands in front of the evil energy portal, constantly wielding his spear, sweeping and killing the demon soldiers who continue to pour out of the portal.

What a blockade!

The Burning Legion is full of corpses, one dies and one dies, and one group does not have a group, which is called a soul scattered, and the fart is flowing and urinating.

Another characteristic of this illusion is that it is interconnected.

Viewing this illusion in a brazier elsewhere at the same time will produce a hallucination of Hoon Kaolin.

So... It's more spectacular.

In the illusion, the mountains are full of Huen... There are at least twenty of them, and these Hunns are all doing the same thing: blocking the door and killing.

The Minotaurs called this battle a moment of glory in honor of their hero's killing of the Burning Legion.

The situation of the Burning Legion is so miserable that Deathwing will be silent when he sees it, and the Red Dragon Queen will cry when he sees it.

The demon martyrs stepped over the evil portal one after another to send them to their deaths, and the mountain of demonic corpses and blood in front of the door told the bloody atrocities of Brother Hunn.

After a few moments, little Sarufar had finished admiring the vision, and sat down on the ground without saying a word.

Shocked! The most powerful of the Minotaur is him...

The Horde is in a Stir! The Burning Legion is in a Panic!

After a long time, little Sarufar came to a conclusion: one of these minotaurs could brag more than the other!

He also stepped on the horse and asked the soul walker to cooperate with such an illusion with exaggeration and artistic expression, so that this earth-shattering boast was full of color and evidence.

Trouble!

You guys are so hanging, why didn't you go and knock over the good neighbor Deathwing next door first!

Give you a few more Hunn, and you'll be able to unify the world!

"Hmmm... Very thought-provoking, I am deeply admirable... ”

Little Sarufar pondered his words, trying not to hurt the feelings of his potential allies.

Hearing this, the people of the Supreme Ridge Minotaur immediately showed a happy and satisfied look, and patted the orc on the shoulder vigorously, indicating that everyone would be good brothers who would share weal and woe in the future.

"Hahaha, the tribe is really a good friend of the Minotaurs, and when they officially join the tribe, our soul walkers will go to your major cities with historical illusions, so that more tribal brothers can feel the glory of the hero Huen!"

Shall you go and join the alliance ...

Little Sarufar felt a deep pain in his eggs.