It's the depths of winter, but the barren land is still scorching hot, and the climate in Azeroth is actually quite perverted, with no resemblance to Earth at all.

If it snows here, it usually snows all year round, and even in summer, the temperature is a little higher at most, and there will be sleet at most. And where it's hot, it's hot all year round, why would a barren land be a barren place? Because there is very little precipitation here, it stands to reason that the barren land is also adjacent to the sea, but for some reason, it is difficult for the water currents on the sea surface to form precipitation here.

The battle between the boar and the centaur had been going on for nearly half a year, and Orson had returned halfway through the trip before returning to Silvermoon City again.

He has a lot to do, on the one hand, he is responsible for the future alliance with these minorities, and on the other hand, he is also responsible for communicating with these minorities and determining the amount of aid. Of course, this can't be his job alone, he can't do it even if he has ten heads. In fact, there is a team of more than 100 people behind him, and with such a team to help him, he is naturally at ease.

He also deliberated on the determination of the amount of aid. If you want to be a bear monster, you obviously don't need much assistance. The class system of the bear monster is quite perfect, there are druids, shamans, warriors and hunters, and melee ranged is a relatively balanced exhibition. And the bear monster doesn't need too much financial assistance, their life is relatively hard, it can't be said to be bitter, it can only be said that the bear monster does not have high requirements for these material enjoyment, bears, are originally omnivores. You can eat anything, and you dare to eat anything. And they have good hunting skills. He will farm again. So don't go hungry.

Perhaps for these bear monsters, the most needed support is nominal support, and what they lack is a name. Oh, and the huge supplies needed to build the main city. But this is not a big trouble for the High Elves, the High Elves have money, and have recently started a deeper trade with the goblins, the three trade princes of the goblins are willing to provide all kinds of materials on a large scale, and the High Elves have too much money to spend. Isn't that an instant hit?

And the unification of the bear monster is also relatively smooth, except that the bear monster in Northrend is currently unable to contact this matter has been handed over to Malygos, and he is just going back. In fact, there is not much contradiction between the various clans within the bear monster, they are all descendants of Ullock and Uror, and they are divided into various clans for various reasons, but on the whole they are relatively united.

With the support of the High Elves, the patriarchs of all the clans of the bear monster sat together, and after a brief exchange, the patriarchs of the three clans were finally elected to form the three-person council of the bear monster. There is also a council of more than 20 people below. With less than thirty people, they became the ruling class of the future Bear Monster Clan. Of course, the bear monsters in Northrend will also join in the future, and after all, they will be given a seat in the council, and as for the council, it will depend on how many other clans there are, which is uncertain for the time being.

At the moment, the three speakers of the three-person council are the patriarch of the Wood Throat Clan, Arak, the patriarch of the Thistle Skin, Ural, and the patriarch of the Kuroki Clan, Orag, and these three are the three most powerful members of the current bear monster community. The Woodthroat Clan is located at the junction of Felwood and Winterspring Valley, and it is also the only passage there, and it used to be good to say, but now that the bear monsters are equal, there is a conflict with the Night Elves, and it is sealed off. The exits to the Winterspring Valley and the Moonlight Glade were concentrated in the territory of the Wood Throat Clan, and as a result, this blockade caused a lot of trouble for the Night Elves.

Thistle Bears are concentrated in the middle of Ashenvale, with a large population, and have always been a colony that Night Elves have to guard against. Now it is directly attacking the Astrana outpost, but fortunately, the Night Elves are now prepared, and they have finally blocked wave after wave of attacks. And the last Kurogi clan is located in the north of the Black Coast, close to the night elf port of Auberdin, and its combat power is also quite crazy, and it has become a problem for the elves there to even go out.

These three clans have a large population, strong strength, and the greatest danger to the Night Elves, so they became the three temporary chairmen of the Bear Monster Council.

The location of the main city of the bear monster in the future has not yet been determined, but most of the bear monsters hope that the main city can be established in Firas, which was originally the territory of the elves, and the hammer of doom is the city of the upper elves, and in other words, it is also the territory of the current High Elves. It is now occupied by some ogres, and later an ogre state was established, but it also decayed later. The largest group of people on this map is the Night Elves, after all, such a jungle will always be the elves' favorite living land.

It's good that the bear monsters have positioned the main city here, and it's good to think about it.

The whole of Firas is a luxuriant, 1-shaped valley that stretches to the north to the bleak lands, to the west to the sea, and to the southeast to the hinterland of Kalimdor, on the outskirts of the Thousand Needles Forest. A protruding ridge nearly divides the area in two, and the complex topography makes it an easy and difficult place to defend, and the strategic location connects the boar and centaurs directly from another angle.

Coupled with the fact that the Minotaurs are now in Mogore, the Minotaurs, the Boar Men, and the Bear Monsters will be linked together in the future, and the entire central part of Kalimdor will become the territory of the new tribe, and there will be no problem at all against the Night Elves. And in the south, except for the Angela Zergs, there is no decent race, if you can pull Toville into the camp, the entire western 6, basically the new tribe has the final say, and the Night Elves will fall into disadvantage in the future.

Of course, this is still a long time away, and for now, it is still necessary to help the bear monsters establish their main city.

The name of the city has also been decided, and it will be called Blackclaw. "Wu" is their nostalgia for their ancestors, and "claws" are their confidence in their bodies.

Clay Claw City was built on the Hammer of Doom, anyway, now the Ogre Empire has been destroyed, and this land was originally a city of upper elves, so it has to be theorized. This was originally the property of the High Elves. Now the High Elves are willing to give this land to the Bear Monsters. No one can say anything. In addition, there is no one on the ogre side who can stand up and speak now, and is willing to stand with the High Elves, the High Elves just mentioned that they are willing to help the ogre correct his name, and they are not sure, then I'm sorry. The ogre race has few connections between the various clans, and destroying a clan is actually not a big deal at all. Let the bear monster get better, and clean it up with the Night Elves. At that time, the High Elves will only be responsible for providing assistance, and they will not care where the land for the specific construction of the city comes from.

In this way, the bear monster has settled down.

It's time for the battle between the boars and centaurs over there to end.

After nearly half a year of fighting, the damage suffered by the two races was very huge, and the wild boar people lost nearly 30 million people, which is a very terrifying number, among the seven kingdoms of the human race, I am afraid that one kingdom is the total population of this kind, and the population of a kingdom has been directly lost. This is already a very, very rare, if not one of the largest losses on Azeroth.

Centaurs don't feel good either. A total of seven chieftains have been lost, all of them are infinitely close to hero-level strength, and there is even one who has become a hero-level powerhouse, but he died under the spear of the dominant Ramstad, Ramsta is an old hero-level powerhouse, and it is not a problem to deal with a new hero. And the population loss of centaurs has also exceeded 15 million, although there are only wild boar people, but the total population of centaurs is not comparable to that of wild boar people, and the damage to high-end combat power is even more severe, it can be said that both races have basically lost the ability to fight again, at least large-scale war is impossible.

At this time, Orson suddenly came to the Razor Swamp.

Standing outside the Razor Swamp, looking at the deep passage and the almost completely covered vines on top, he felt a little nostalgic for his former gaming career. He didn't brush this copy before.,He brushed the wave ss inside and was about to vomit.,I didn't expect to see the real guy now.,I'm still a little curious.,I don't know if these guys look the same as in the game.。

He walked towards the Razor Swamp, because it was late at night, and he had teleported directly, so the boar people on the periphery didn't know about his existence at all, only the guards of the Razor Swamp saw the tall pointed ears at a glance.

"Pointed ears! Kill him! ”

A boar man squad leader roared and pounced, and several boar men behind him also charged.

Orson walked unhurriedly, and only when they approached did he stomp his foot slightly, and a layer of freezing air suddenly dispersed, freezing the wild boar people who rushed up one after another.

"Make no mistake, I'm a High Elf, not a Night Elf, I'll talk to Calgar about something, you can inform me about it."

Orson said indifferently, then stomped his foot again to lift the ice.

Several boar men fell to the ground with a plop, then quickly got up and looked at Orson with a wary expression.

Orson didn't care, shook his hand, and threw a letter to the Boar Man Squad Leader. The squad leader didn't know how to read, and he didn't know if what Orson said was true or not, but he knew that the pointy ear in front of him was a magician, and the magician was very powerful, and they couldn't beat it. The pointed ears of the north side do not have a magician, and the pointed ears of the magician have left the land, so they should have nothing to do with the pointed ears of the north.

"I'm going to report...... You are here...... etc......"

The squad leader's lingua franca was very poor, and after he finished speaking intermittently, he turned his head, looked at the other team members, and commanded in the boar man's own language.

"You watch him out, and if he wants to rush hard, kill him."

After saying this, he ran inside without looking back, and his teammates' faces changed, and their hearts said You let us kill him, can we kill him? You run fast yourself, let Lao Tzu top the tank here......

After about ten minutes, the squad leader ran out of breath, and with him came out a huge wild boar.

The furious Agathyrus, the direct bloodline of Agamagan.

Leaning over with a huge nose, he sniffed it gently, and the familiar breath reminded him of the elves who had attracted the Burning Legion, and its eyes instantly turned red. But in the next second, it controlled its own feelings, and it also understood that the current upper elf was no longer an upper elf, but a high elf. The culprits of the past are now buried in the sea. These High Elves were not directly linked to Agamagan's death.

"Hmph...... Hum snort......"

Agasyros snorted. But the boar people could understand it. Knowing that it agreed with the pointed ears in front of him, he nodded and ran over one by one and invited Orson in.

Agaseros followed closely after Orson, afraid that he would make some unusual moves. In fact, it also thought too much, not to mention that Orson came with good intentions this time, the High Elves wanted to correct the name of the Boar Man, although it was also because of his plan that the Boar Man lost so many people. But to be able to correct the name of the race, these dead populations are not a problem, as long as they can recast their glory, they can accept it if they die and write more wild boar people. So Orson can't have any bad intentions at all, he came to invite the boar people to join.

And even if he has any bad intentions, does he dare to make trouble here? He was just one person, surrounded by wild boar people, and there were two hero-level guys in the Razor Swamp, three or four high-level and top-notch boar people, and so many strong people besieged him. It was almost impossible for him to escape, and he wasn't stupid. And before the time of the service of the statement. Malygos, who had the appearance of a High Elf, was not embarrassed, and of course nothing happened to him. As long as he explains his intentions, even if the boar man does not agree, it will not hurt him.

However, I have to say that the Razor Swamp is really smelly enough, and the stench is so foul that he dared to walk in with great determination. I don't know how Malygos endured it at the time, maybe the dragon's nose was not sensitive, but that was impossible, so I can only say that either the dragon can accept the smell, or Malygos endured the stench and walked here.

"I must thank him well when I go back, he has also paid a lot."

Thinking like this, Orson walked forward all the way under the vigilant and even hateful gazes of countless boar people. After passing through many familiar locations in the game, it was determined that this place was a hundred times larger than the map in the game, and then I went to the deepest point.

, When he came in, more than a dozen eyes were concentrated, and there were two heroic glances, if it was a person who was not determined, he would be scared to pee at this time. Orson stepped forward without fear, took out a sheepskin roll from his arms, and slowly placed it on the table.

"Guys, let's get straight to the point, we've been watching the Night Elves' denial of you. Now is a good time to join forces against the Night Elves, and the Bears have agreed to join us and have our aid in building their own main city, so now, it's up to you to choose......"

……

While Orson was finding the Boar Man, the Night Elves of Nodashir were also holding an emergency meeting.

"The attack of the bear monster has intensified, and those satyrs, who have rushed out from all corners of Felwood and Ashenvale, have formed an army of more than 100,000 men, and are advancing towards Mount Hygar. Together with the bears, they destroyed the defenses of Ashenvale, and the sisters of the Black Coast were attacked very fiercely, and the outpost battle in Felwood Forest could no longer stand. Now only the defenses of the Moonlight Glade and the Winterspring Valley are relatively strong, but if Xiong continues to increase the investment of troops, I am afraid it will ......."

The captain of the Huntress unit, a very ordinary female Night Elf, held a bark roll in her hand and said in a deep voice. Although she looks very sweet, her calm voice makes it impossible to see her as a little girl.

"I said a long time ago, you can't be so reckless. They already have a deep hatred for us, and now they have the support of those elves on the other side, and we are directly opposed, these guys will definitely make trouble, and they will definitely be dissatisfied. ”

, said very dissatisfied, and glanced at his lover while talking, without seeing any regret on the other party's face, which made the dissatisfaction in his heart even stronger. He was awakened from his slumber, and the Night Elves are now facing attacks from two races, one is the Bear Monster, which is very powerful, and although it is impossible to defeat the Night Elves, it can cause a lot of trouble to the Night Elves. And the other is the descendants of Harvis, those Sartre. Satri is full of stalkers and fraudsters who are adept at wielding the power of the Shadow and are very difficult to guard against. Although the Night Elves are also creatures in the night, the focus of the two is different, and the combat mode of the Night Elves is far less cunning than these Sartres, and they used to rely on Sartre's disunity to divide and eliminate, but now these guys are actually united. The trouble for the Night Elves is less so.

Plus this qiē is followed by the support of the High Elves. He really didn't know what his lover was thinking. Contradictions in antiquity. It's been so many years now, why can't you put it down? Although the Night Elves are powerful, it is impossible to face so many enemies at the same time, not to mention that the High Elves have now contacted the Minotaur Harpy, it is said that there are also wild boar people, and the goblins are all blue-eyed to them, such a huge force, if they can't be friends. It is necessary to enlist more people who call themselves allies to fight together. Instead of rushing out by yourself if you can't come, that's not looking for death.

Even if humanity came to help with the same hatred, where could it come so quickly? It is true that the Seventh Fleet is powerful, but the magic fleet of the High Elves is not weak, and the Magician Legion is even more of a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas, so what is the benefit of starting a direct war like this? What are the benefits? Malfurion really wanted to ask Tyrande a few words out loud, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth at the thought that he was asleep, and that she needed to do all the heavy things that the Night Elves did. I could only hold back my anger and say in a calm tone as much as possible.

"Tyrande. What exactly do you think, why do you want to go to war with each other so directly, you should understand that the Night Elves cannot be the opponent of so many races united. ”

"I know."

Tyrande said with a blank face.

"But I just can't get used to seeing the descendants of Darthrema, and I can't get used to seeing those filthy races come back to the forefront. They are so lowly and dirty, so depraved, and they never think about natural feelings, only destruction. If it were possible, I would even like to wipe them all out, how could I make them the same Big 6 main race? I don't think humans would agree to that. ”

"But the humans can't take care of this side at all. The High Elves are so powerful that they can only focus on their own homeland. Now we have to face the attack of the bear monster and satyr at the same time, and there will even be minotaurs, harpies, wild boar people and other races to join in the future, you know, just these races, there is a very strong force, if the goblins provide them with advanced technological weapons, our situation will be very dangerous. ”

Malfurion said slowly, in as gentle a tone as possible.

"Then go to war! Elune's people are not afraid of any challenge! ”

Tyrande didn't mean to continue, slapped the table, stood up directly, twisted his bumpy figure, and strode out.

Malfurion watched from behind, and only after a long sigh did he let out a long sigh.

"Wake up the druids, the Kadores are facing a great crisis right now, and who is not sure that they will be able to get through it, we must help our own race get through it."

Malfurion said bitterly.

"Yes."

In the shadows behind him, a male elf with an ordinary face slowly walked out, he had long green hair, lilac eyes, was wearing light armor made of vines and infusions, and the staff he was holding was also a wooden stick. He nodded slightly to Malfurion, and turned away as well.

Malfurion sat still, not moving for a long time.

……

Another half a month passed in a flash, and the boar man and the centaur finally ceased fighting, but it was not a peaceful truce, but the minotaur who had been hiding behind the curtain suddenly attacked.

The Mogaure Gate was still in the territory of the Boar People at this time, and the Boar People didn't think about breaking this gate, they didn't have the energy to do it now.

When hundreds of thousands of minotaurs walked out from behind the gate with neat steps, wearing heavy armor and carrying sophisticated weapons, the eyes of all the boar people were straight, where had they ever seen such sophisticated equipment? And such a tall and strong body......

There are also the harpies, they also put on special magic leather armor, their bodies are simply protected, their hands are wearing special magic fists, their arms need to be fanned, and it is obviously inappropriate to carry a magic staff. According to their characteristics, the magicians of the Flame Eagle Legion have developed a light magic fist for them, which is actually a transformation of a magic wand. Not only does it enhance the Harpy's attack power, but it doesn't affect their flight.

There is also the teaching of magical knowledge, which greatly increases the strength of these harpys.

When more than 100,000 minotaurs charged, the earth trembled violently, and the combat effectiveness of the minotaurs after the equipment was strengthened rose sharply, and a charge made the centaurs panic, and the harpy people in the sky were even more magic raining down. The centaur archers fought back, but air-to-ground combat has this benefit, arrows or something, there is always a time when the strength is exhausted, no matter how good the centaur body is, as long as the eagles fly a little higher, it is enough to make their arrows return in vain.

The same goes for druids' spells.

With the Harpy containment, the Minotaur on the ground is even more combative. Melee to melee, they really don't scare anyone. The huge tomahawk split one centaur after another, and the centaurs panicked. This also affected the swings of the archers and druids, making the harpys' attacks more powerful, and they continued to cast magic spells, knocking the centaurs backwards.

If that's all the time, when the centaurs come to their senses, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to defeat them completely.

But with the advent of the Flame Eagle Legion, the centaurs finally could no longer support it and retreated in full force.

The work of the Flame Eagle Legion is also very simple, they are ordinary warriors who break spells, and they are not qualified to be called spellbreakers. Relying on their powerful martial arts and agile bodies, these High Elf warriors flew into the crowd of centaurs to target the casters. The High Elf archers on the periphery, arrows rained down, and the centaur archers they hit couldn't even lift their heads, and they couldn't even run. Fighting archery with the High Elves, only the Night Elves can do it, and these centaurs are obviously far behind.

The last straw was the magicians of the Flame Eagle Legion, and the High Elves had always been at the forefront of Azeroth's research on group magic. Cast spells in clusters, even the simplest blizzard, can turn into a real blizzard, frozen for hundreds of miles. The fireball technique can also turn into a fireball rain and bombard hundreds of miles. As for more powerful spells, the amplification is even more terrifying. It seems that the never-ending magic storm is directly overwhelming, and the High Elf warriors in the centaur crowd can dodge their own magic very well, but the centaurs don't have this ability, and they almost fall down one by one like cutting wheat, such a ferocious killing degree completely scared the centaurs.

The centaur, who had been holding out for half a year, finally couldn't hold on and began to retreat frantically.

But it's too late to retreat now. Not only the clansmen in front are blocking, but the enemies behind are still chasing. And this chase is more than ten kilometers, until the entrance of the Stone Claw Mountains before stopping, along the way, the centaurs directly lost hundreds of thousands of corpses, almost paved a bloody road. In addition to the battle in the past half a year, the blood of the centaurs directly stained most of the barren land, making the barren land no longer barren, and the barren land has become a lot more fertile because of this battle. (To be continued......)

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