"More and more!"

"Our people are almost out of the way!"

This battle has been going on for two full hours, and the Kalimdor coalition army of more than 20,000 people is now less than 10,000 people left, while the insect soldiers of the Qila Empire on the opposite side are pouring in.

The huge battle loss ratio made it impossible for everyone to support it, and the fatigue accumulated from the long battle made the members of the coalition almost unable to hold the weapons in their hands.

"Don't give me any more nonsense!" Sarufar said with an angry expression, "Are you going to back down from all the creatures of Azeroth behind us?"

In the face of Sarufar's anger, everyone did not dare to complain anymore and resisted with great difficulty.

In this regard, Fenpida noticed this situation, and couldn't help but feel a trace of danger, this is going to be a heavy disaster!

Trotted all the way to Sarufar's side, "Sarufar, how long can the Kalimdor coalition hold out according to your estimates?"

"How long?" Sarufar is not the kind of brainless commander, he also has extraordinary talents, and his actions just now are nothing more than to stabilize the morale of the army.

"It's about two hours long... Estimate—" Sarufar sighed, he didn't say anything to death, and Fenpida should be able to understand the meaning of his words.

Two hours!

Fenpida couldn't help but nodded, if this time is carried out at the most extreme speed, reinforcements should be able to be moved, and I don't know if the alliance and the tribe have set up a reserve army.

At this time, Vandal Deer Helmet also came to Fenpida's side, "Reinforcements must be needed, otherwise we will not be able to resist the attack of the Qila Empire!"

"Don't panic!"

"I'll go back and let the reinforcements come at once!" said Fenbida to the two of them, and then he found a group of horses and galloped to the Cenarion Council's headquarters.

It is estimated that it is too late, except for the Night Elves in Kalimdor, the other three races in the alliance are all in the Eastern Kingdom, and they still need to come by boat, and it is too late in time.

Now we can only look for the tribe, only the reinforcements of Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff can quickly gather reinforcements in two hours, and... Orgrimmar's orcs are naturally a fighting race, and they only need to be given the right weapon to go into battle to kill their enemies, and this talent is exactly what they need right now.

"You... Why are you back?"

Gianna was surprised to see that it was Fenbida who had come, and asked, "How's the battle going on the other side of the Beetle Wall?"

"Almost!"

"There are less than 10,000 of the Kalimdor coalition forces left, and at most they can last another two hours!" Fenbida sighed and hurriedly added, "Let's not talk about it, you open a portal and let Woking return to Orgrimmar to bring reinforcements!"

"Good!"

Gianna didn't talk any nonsense, and directly opened a portal to Orgrimmar.

"Woking!"

"Woking!" Fenbida shouted to Woking, who was counting supplies in the distance, "Come here, it's a big deal, it's time to need you now!"

Wojin was stunned, and then came to Fenpida's side, "What's the matter?"

"The Kalimdor coalition is about to be overwhelmed, a large number of reinforcements are needed, and it is basically impossible for the alliance to send reinforcements in a short time, and now we can only rely on Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff!

"Okay! I'll go now!" Woking didn't hesitate at all, this kind of thing related to the fate of the whole of Azeroth would not be too pretentious.

After Voking left, Fenpida thought for a moment, feeling that the reinforcements of Orgrimmar and Thunder Bluff alone were not enough, and the reinforcements of the alliance had to follow later...

"Gianna, go to the major cities of the Alliance, and let them start gathering reinforcements as much as they can!" said Fenbida.

"Good!"

Gianna opened a portal to Stormwind and stepped through it.

At this moment, Tyrande came to Fenpida's side, although she wanted to ask about the battle situation on the front line, but the thought of last night's events made her very angry, and she couldn't open her mouth a little.

"What?"

Fenpida noticed the expression of the Night Elf goddess beside her, and looked at the melancholy look she wanted to ask but didn't want to ask, and couldn't help but say, "Do you want to ask about the situation on the front line?"

"Hmph, it's not for me to ask, it's for you to say it yourself!"

“...”

"The battle situation ahead is very tight, and the Kalimdor coalition army of more than 20,000 people is now less than 10,000 left, and it is estimated that it can last for another two hours or so!" Fenbida sighed, and still told Tyrande, "I have sent Woking and Gianna to the Horde and Alliance respectively, and asked them to send reinforcements over immediately!"

Hearing Fenpida's words, Tyrande was originally a little annoyed with him, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only endless surprise.

"It's... How is this possible!"

"Even in the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago, there could not have been such a battle loss ratio!" Tyrande exclaimed, "Could it be... For more than a thousand years, the Qila Empire has been recuperating its strengths.

Fenbida nodded, "It seems that this is indeed the case, although I am a writer, but from my unique thinking, the Qila Empire has been waiting for revenge!"

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two fell into an endless silence, not because of the awkward meeting between the two, but because of the oppressive feeling brought by the Qila Empire.

"Anyway... Is it possible to have the Bronze Dragon repair the Wall of Beetles?" asked Fenbida curiously, "Didn't you work with the Bronze Dragon to trap the Qila Empire inside?"

Tyrande sighed, "It's so hard! That was in the past, and now... The dragons guarding Azeroth have crumbled, and many of them are gone!"

"The Bronze Dragon... We also wanted to find them, but we never found them!"

No?

Fenpida was stunned, and immediately turned on his clever brain, if he remembered correctly, the bronze dragon should have lived in seclusion in the Cave of Time in Tanaris.

"Hey, hey!"

"It's unfortunate!" Fenpida said with a slight smile to Tyrande, "I just found out where the bronze dragons live in seclusion, and I bet only I can see them, and anyone else in Azeroth, they will attack when they see them, but I won't!"

Fenpida's words stunned Tyrande, and said with an incredulous expression, "You... Are you sure you're not kidding? The bronze dragon that has been missing for thousands of years, you can find it?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

"How about we make a bet?" asked Fenbida.

"What bet?" asked Tyrande hurriedly.

Fenbida thought for a moment, then said, "So... If I manage to find the Bronze Dragons and they come forward to repair the Wall of Beetles... How about you owe me a request?"

"You!"

"Well... That's it!" Tyrande was furious at first, then quickly calmed down, in her opinion, the Night Elves had searched for thousands of years without finding any trace of the bronze dragon, and she absolutely did not believe that the human in front of her could find it.

"Hey, hey!"

Fenpida smiled, and then thought of something important, "By the way... Don't talk about our agreement with anyone!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Not stupid, not stupid..."

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