Chapter 288: The Cursed Cultist and the Banquet

Northrend, the tundra region of the boreas.

The expeditionary forces of the Alliance and the Horde have gained a foothold, and two strong fortresses have taken shape, one north and one south.

As soon as the Coalition built the Dreadnought Fortress, it began to clear the surrounding area of the undead army and began to contact the walrus people living nearby.

The Horde's Warsong Fortress also rose from the basin, and they also began to clear the basin of the surrounding army of the undead, as well as contact with distant relatives of the minotaurs, such as the yak people.

With the relationship between the minotaurs, the yak people quickly accepted the goodwill of the tribe, and then launched various trade exchanges and cooperation, and the relationship between the two parties quickly warmed up, and the tribe was very optimistic about the possibility of the yak people joining the group.

With the opening of the airship routes of the two goblin chaebols, a large number of adventurers also flocked to it.

The group of adventurers is extremely valued by the upper echelons of the Alliance and the Horde. Although this group of adventurers is open-minded and will never work without giving benefits, they are often driven by profits, and they can often burst out with combat capabilities comparable to those of the regular army.

As long as you give enough money and equipment, even the gods will kill you.

The Titan God Sarodar's evaluation of adventurers has long been spread all over the world and is a household name.

The adventurers were proud of this, and they suddenly felt that the Titan was really on the right track, knowing us adventurer community so well.

Now this group of adventurers with the potential to slaughter gods has come to Northrend, and it has suddenly set off a bloody storm.

What? Nearby undead Question! Make a price, and then you can continue to build a fortress here with peace of mind, and we will kill it for you!

What? To the south, there are Wadils, cursed and rotten viku covered in weeds, attacking you walrusmen?

Then the hostile forces of the Borean Tundra discovered that a large group of motley armies like locusts suddenly appeared, riding on various mounts, dressed in colorful clothes, carrying all kinds of strange weapons, roaming in groups on the vast Borean Tundra.

But the Alliance and the Horde also have their own new problem: traitors.

Recently, both sides have discovered that they have a small group of followers of the Cult of the Damned, who are secretive, spreading rumors and panic.

In particular, in the Alliance's Dreadnought Fortress, a fanatical Cursed cultist attempted to unleash the plague of natural disasters in the most crowded square, but a passing European Emperor adventurer was keenly aware of the cultist's movements, otherwise a catastrophe would have erupted in a matter of minutes.

Such a similar thing immediately alarmed the two bigwigs who were busy planning an attack on the Gate of Damnation, and the Grand Duke of Berval and the Grand Overseer Garrosh immediately took corresponding countermeasures and a large search, but to little avail.

So the Big Brother of the Night Empire appeared again.

Soon, a group of Soulbinder Priests arrived at the Dreadnought Fortress and Warsong Fortress, and these Draenei girls were so mentally sensitive that they could even sense the Lich King's spirit whispers in the minds of the Cursed Cultists after they turned on the focus casting. So under the heavy protection of the elite soldiers of the two sides, this group of Soulbinder priests carefully walked around the entire fortress.

Fortunately for the tribe, there are only a dozen deeply hidden Cursed cultists. The alliance was more miserable, and a total of more than thirty cursed cultists were found in the entire dreadnought fortress. The Grand Duke of Berval was furious and ordered all the human traitors to be hanged in the fortress square.

But another strange thing also came along, that is, the attitude of the two parties towards this group of Delaney soft girls.

Needless to say, the alliance belongs to the same camp as the Night Empire, and this group of Soul Bound priests is of course entertained with good food and drink every day, and they can send troops to escort them back to Khao Dara at any time if they want to leave.

The attitude of the tribe shocked the alliance.

After completing the task of finding out the traitors, the priest's compassion was immediately aroused when they saw the wounded soldiers of the tribe, and helped the tribe's shamans to heal a large number of wounded soldiers.

Although they hated the Orc tribe very much, they did not treat the normal orcs of the tribe equally.

Most of them remember that in the wrong timeline, the unfallen orcs were peaceful and sane, and enthusiastically helped the Draenei when they first arrived in the world of Draenor.

The soldiers of the tribe felt the healing taste of the holy light for the first time, and they were all curious.

But that's not the point, the point is that the Soulbinder Priest Girls immediately gained the favor and respect of the Orc and Minotaur soldiers, treating them like shamans of their own clan.

The orcs and minotaurs were straightforward and honest, and they immediately put aside the differences in their factions and threw a farewell banquet for the Draenei in the fortress.

Even a staunch factionalist like Garrosh smiled a rare grin at the banquet and gave a chest-beating salute to the Soulbinders to show their gratitude.

"You have gained tribal friendship, ladies of draenei. Come on, come on, fancy a place, just tell me, our invincible tribe will help you fight down and give it to you, hahaha. ”

Garrosh, who had drunk a little too much, waved a map of the borean tundra, and his face was full of righteousness.

"I must seriously warn you, Grand Overseer, that your wounded soldiers, who have just recovered and are now drinking heavily, are very wrong, and you should put a stop to their ignorance. ”

The Draenei Soul Bound who led the team had a serious face and an occupational illness.

"You little, the ladies said, you can't drink!hahaha, poor boys. ”

Garrosh immediately yelled at the orc soldiers in the hall who were eating and drinking.

Moments later, the newly wounded soldiers hung their heads and stared at the uninjured robes and poured wine glass by glass.

After the feast, the tribe set aside a separate area for the girls as a temporary residence, and the elite soldiers of Kukaron volunteered to serve as guards for the night.

After a night's rest, the Horde's army escorted the Soulbinder priests to the eastern sea, where a group of blue dragons took them back to Khao Dara Island.

"Sister, if you are wronged in the alliance, you will come to the tribe!

The orcs howled loudly at the seashore, followed by laughter.

"The orcs are actually quite cute, and they all blame the dirty blood of those demons, otherwise the orc tribe of our former world would not have fallen to that state. ”

The Draenei girls were talking to each other on the dragon's back, each with their spatial rings stuffed with the results of the recent hunting of the tribal soldiers in the borean tundra.

Brutal wars are still going on all over the mainland.

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