"That person ......"

The glittering golden light was conspicuous in the night, and with a powerful axe, it split the enemy's helmet and head in half, and Durotan ignored the scarlet liquid that splattered on his body, instead focusing on the center of the battlefield.

"It's him. "Lanroth's fame among the orcs is much higher than expected, even for Orgrim.

Defeat the Sword Saint Itreig, defeat Warsong Chief Grom in a duel, and come and go as you pleases in the Hellfire Fortress......

All of this made the tribe hateful and admired by people like Durotan and Orgrim.

That seemingly weak skinny elf has a powerful energy in his body that is difficult to ignore.

Now, he's showing it again.

"We have to retreat. "Orgrim has been an adjutant by the side of the Black Hand for so many years, and his control of the changes in the battlefield situation can be said to be very accurate, seeing that the morale of the human race is high now, and the War Song Orcs are almost completely wiped out, and at the same time, other troops are also stretched a lot of distance because of the command to charge.

There was no point in continuing to attack, and at the same time, in front of the man who had created a legendary record, Ogrim's confidence in victory could not help but rise to doubt.

In fact, it's not just him.

Durotan was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and made a few simple gestures to the orcs behind him.

The next moment, the low and melodious sound of the horn filled the night sky.

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Watching the human forces drive the orcs back to the other side of the river, Lanlos frowned fiercely, the orcs retreated so decisively, it was really beyond his expectations.

Until he saw the two brown-skinned orcs in the crowd.

Although it was not a victory, it was the first retreat of the tribe, and the human troops suddenly burst into hoarse cheers, and then swung their weapons even harder, and recklessly pursued the backs of the orcs under the humiliating impact of this month.

Luckily, as the president of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, Lothar knows what it means to be poor. Under his obstruction, the hot-headed soldiers finally resisted the idea of wading across the river.

Seeing the green-skinned barbarians disappear into the jungle, Lothar immediately urged the logistics soldiers and priests to enter the battlefield to clean up and treat them, so as to prevent the tribe from taking advantage of the chaos to counterattack. As for himself, he rushed to Lanloth's side as soon as possible.

"I have to say, you've surprised me. ”

Hearing this, Lan Luo put away his complicated and solemn face: "This is too much to elevate me, it's not that I'm modest, the sudden retreat of these orcs makes even me look confused." ”

"Orcs?"

His face was not red and his heart was not beating, and Lan Los responded as a matter of course: "It's like a beast, isn't it image?"

Although it felt that something was wrong, Lothar's mind was not on this, and she nodded, and asked in a slightly hasty manner, "I would venture to ask, that, Holy Light, how did you do it?"

Is it finally here?

Lanlos smiled faintly, showing a posture of 'I'm going to pretend to be forced, everyone please get out of the way'. However, just as he spoke, a loud howl pierced the sky, and the howling wind tore off the canopy of the trees overhead and smashed into the clearing not far away.

"Sorry, I'm late. Leaping off the griffin's back, Madison said lightly as he dusted off his body. At the same time, those deep eyes stared directly at the elven mage.

"Well, when did Ryan's diplomacy go to Dalaran?"

"Good day, Astral Mage Medivan. Instead of being annoyed by being interrupted and pretending, nor was he angry at the other party's obviously prickly words, Lanlos showed the self-cultivation and tolerance that an elven nobleman should have.

Of course, at this time period, he can still maintain such a calm demeanor in front of Medivan, it is because Lanloth has already rehearsed this picture in his mind countless times.

But even so, standing in front of this archmage again, Lanlos still felt the oppression from his soul.

Indeed, Draenor's experience has made Lanlos grow a lot, both physically and psychologically. However, the other party is Medivan.

After twenty years of immersion, he must have mastered the power of the Guardian. How powerful is this power? Lanlos didn't dare to imagine, he only knew that the other party gave him the same feeling as Akmund at the beginning.

However, Medivan is more reserved and wiser.

He really couldn't figure out how a person who was so powerful in the history of Warcraft could lose to ...... in the end

Chirp!

Another scream echoed in their ears, and everyone subconsciously looked up, and sure enough, another griffin flapped its wings and stopped steadily beside its kind.

"Vomit ......"

Khadgar stumbled off his mount, and before he could stand firmly, he leaned down and made a frowning motion.

"Sorry, but newcomers always need time to gain experience. Even though he said that, Madison had a mischievous smile on his face.

Khadgar was bitter about the first time he had ridden such a bumpy and swift flying mount, coupled with the cerebral after-effects of Madison's strong notation...... At the moment, he just wanted to lie down on the spot and rest.

But......

Looking at the puddle of unsightly filth on the ground, Khadgar did not hesitate and struggled to his feet.

"Very well, Khadgar, your efforts have helped Moros to take the burden of washing a suit of clothes. Medivan smiled even more, "I'll make sure he will thank you personally." ”

With a shake of his legs, Khadgar almost sat down on the ground, and his slightly immature face suddenly turned red as he looked at the playful gazes of those around him.

"Alright, Medivan, it's over, but let's introduce us to it. Lothar is the most popular male god in Stormwind, and his words instantly diverted everyone's attention away from the embarrassed Khadgar.

The latter couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and cast a grateful glance at the legendary commander who was famous in the Eastern Continent.

"Khadgar, my new apprentice worth mentioning. Although Medivan likes to play tricks on his students, he doesn't give up his food because of choking, and don't forget, the High Elf full of secrets is still around, "It's this one, I really didn't expect it." ”

"Can you tell me, Quel'Salas exile, last descendant of the Council of Tirisfar, and returning revenant, Lanloth, why are you here?"

These titles don't sound like compliments. With a self-deprecating smile, Lanlos looked up and met the astral mage, who was slightly shorter than himself.

"However, the reason why I am here is not a small relationship with you. ”

Lothar's brows squeezed together, I don't know if it was an illusion, but at the same time as Lan Los said this, the air flowing around him seemed to become frozen all of a sudden.

"What do you mean by that?" Medivan completely put away his initial joke, his deep eyes seemed to turn into an endless universe, as if he wanted to engulf Lanloth's soul in it.

"Well, your apprentice should know something. ”

Just as Khadgar was stunned, a cold, piercing gaze made his whole body tense.

"Acanagos. Seeing Medivan glancing at Khadgar lightly, Lanlos's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't give the other party a chance to attack the little apprentice, and directly threw out the answer, "The magic net that fluctuated in the dark swamp before, I believe that Your Excellency the Guardian who is close at hand should be aware of it." ”

"When Dalaran had this idleness, I was preoccupied with tracking down the demon. Medivan didn't answer directly, and his ambiguous words made Lanlos speechless for a moment.

Shaking his head, the latter continued: "No matter what, this Demon Net turmoil is not a trivial matter, except for Dalaran, even the Blue Dragon has dispatched investigators because of this. ”

"Acanagos?" Medivan thought with his hands on his chest, looking down, "I think I've heard of this name somewhere?"

Seeing that the other party looked entangled in thought and couldn't do it, Lanlos was not moved at all, but slowly removed the pin on his chest, and as purple arcane energy surged in his fingertips, Elunis quickly revealed his true face in front of everyone.

"Akanagos was a maverick blue dragon, proud and conceited, and liked to meddle in mortal affairs according to his own interests, until one day a powerful and charismatic mortal struck by his arrogance. ”

"Her name is Magna Egwen. ”

Mediven was stunned, looking at the floating crystal that was constantly circling and changing at the top of the staff, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.