The Druids, having completed the first phase of the campaign with their faction, are now on their own.

They regrouped and headed to the Grizzly Hills area.

Grizzly Hills is a region of varied terrain and beautiful scenery. To the south is a snowy mountain bordering the Howling Fjord, while the rest of the area is a forested area with a temperate climate.

Not far from the snow-capped mountains, the druids established a settlement called the Amber Pine Camp and expanded their influence around it.

They first forged friendly relations with the bears of Greythroat Castle in the Central Regions and worked together to fight against the nearby Viku and the Zudak Troll Empire in the North.

Speaking of the Zudak Empire established by the Ice Trolls, it is also now being torn apart by the Scourge Legion.

The trolls seemed to have jumped over the wall, sacrificing the four animal gods they had worshipped for generations, forcibly extracting their power and essence and infusing them into their witch doctors and priests in an attempt to fight the Scourge Legion that was constantly killing and transforming them into undead trolls.

Savage and cruel by nature, the Ice Trolls have been beaten into dogs by the undead, but they still maintain an inflexible style that is hostile to other races.

After several failed attempts, the new tribe also gave up on the illusion of the ice trolls, leaving the idiots to die.

After receiving the support of the druids, the bears of Greythroat Castle immediately turned over and became capable of defending themselves against foreign enemies.

The druids also visited the spirit of Usock, one of the demigods of the Ancient Wilderness, and brought with them a long letter from the forest demigod Cenarius.

Coincidentally, the druids arrived just in time for Ursok to fight the Undead Scourge, and together with Usok, they routed the Scourge's army.

The Undead Scourge seems to want to corrupt the soul of this wilderness demigod and become a powerful help for the Scourge Legion, so this battle caused the Scourge to lose a large number of lichs and elite necromancers.

The druids also forged a friendship with a strange mutated beast.

This giant bear named Bighorn has no body, only a strong soul, and Bighorn has grown in the state of a soul until now.

After fighting together, Bighorn has temporarily taken up residence in the Amber Pine Camp, and the druids have made a statement that all powerful hunters are welcome to come, and that they will choose the best companion for Bighorn to follow.

Suddenly, many hunter professional adventurers who had received the news set off for Grizzly Bear Hills, where they would participate in the selection of druids and prove their mettle in order to gain the recognition of this rare soul beast.

And in the southern part of the Northrend continent, the second round of battles is also slowly unfolding.

The horde's army, led by Sarufar the Younger, led the spearhead, made a beeline for the Scourge Legion's gateway fortress: the holy city of Nqira.

The undead fortress is stuck in the path of the Borean Tundra to the Dragonbone Wilds, and the Alliance and Horde will have to uproot this fortress if they want to enter the Dragonbone Wilds and breach the Gate of Damnation located there.

So the Horde army used all their strength as soon as the war began, and although they had not had any conflict or friction with the alliance recently, they were always on opposite sides. Therefore, for the honor of breaking through the Gate of Damnation, the tribe does not want to let it go anyway.

A large number of steam tanks lined up and blasted at the thick walls of Engela, and two airships were engaged in an aerial duel with the floating fortress hovering over the city of Enqira.

Little Sarufar clutched the great axe in his hand and stared at the crumbling iron gate of Saron, waiting for the moment when the city would be broken.

The strange ore of the Saron Iron had long attracted the attention and interest of the Northern Expedition, but then the Sarodar Divine Statue issued a notice that no one was allowed to attempt to mine and use the ore.

Then everyone knew why, this thing was said to be evil iron, like an ore, but its essence was condensed from the blood of the ancient god Yogsaron.

Whoever wants to use this thing to build a house or build weapons and equipment will definitely be seriously affected in a few years, and finally fall into madness and depravity.

As a result, the major forces have issued relevant bans: mining is strictly prohibited, smuggling is strictly prohibited, and one is caught and one is executed!

That is, the Lich King's undead scourge is special, and this group of undead spirits with only maggots in their brains except for rancid brains, is not affected by the ancient gods at all.

The camera returns to the battlefield, and little Sarufar gets the latest news from the scouts that the Alliance's army is already on its way, and it is estimated that it will be here in two or three hours at most.

There was a sound of heaven, and the gates of Nqira finally collapsed under the heavy fire.

Little Sarufar laughed, then stepped on the wolf and led the long-awaited main army of the tribe to rush in.

When the Grand Duke of Berval hurried to Engela, all he saw was a beaten fortress of the undead, a floating castle with smoke in the pit, and the rest of the tribal army.

"Hahaha, your alliance doesn't need to be in such a hurry, our tribe has already put down all the enemies, if you want me to say, you can just go back to Stormwind City to retire comfortably." ”

Little Sarufar strode over to Bolval and laughed loudly.

Bolval was not angry, but nodded.

"Salufar has taught a good son of bravery, and although I hate to admit it, congratulations on your first victory. However, it is up to the forces of our alliance to finally break through the Gate of Damnation. ”

Little Sarufar didn't have any ill intentions, but he was in a good mood, so he just teased Bolval.

"Haha, then we're here... ”

At this moment, a violent roar sounded in the sky, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Looking up, the large floating island of the Dark Night Empire was slowly flying towards the northeast of the mainland, and the overwhelming Black Dragoon Cavalry and Blue Dragon Legion of the Iron Tribe were advancing around the floating island.

"Looking at the direction of the Storm Crags region, the Titan God is probably going to Ulduar to clean up the ancient god Yogsaron. ”

Berval gave a military salute towards the floating island.

Little Sarufar also gave a chest-beating salute, then nodded with pleasure.

"Those disgusting pieces of meat should have been killed a long time ago, and the Titan God Venerable will win!"

Watching the Night Empire's armies disappear into the distant sky, the two returned to their respective units.

"Hurry up, the Silver Crusade and the Scarlet Vanguard should be engaged with the undead army of Kel'thugad at this moment, and take this opportunity to break through the Gate of Damnation as soon as possible. ”

Little Sarufar nodded in agreement, urging the wolf under his crotch to gallop away.

"Don't be left behind, Alliance. ”

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