Braddock clutched the reins, but not out of fear. When the dragon first spread its wings and took him high into the sky, he left all fears behind.

The feeling of walking through the clouds is amazing, watching everything quickly shrink below, and it is as if he has become the master of the world. Whether it is a compatriot or an enemy, they are just ants the size of a grain of rice under his feet.

Looking down, Braddock could see a touch of blue clinging to the land known as the Hillsbrad Hills. It was the sea, carrying them a shortcut across the two continents, north and south. But he didn't like it, and now, everything about him belongs to the sky.

Braddock kicked the red dragon with his heel, and although he knew that the other party could understand what he said, he was fascinated by the strong sense of accomplishment in navigating a dragon in this way.

There was no anger or humiliation on the red dragon's face, and it seemed to have gone numb after being trampled on again and again.

The dragon responded, folded its wings, and swooped down quickly.

The sea is getting closer, and Braddock's vision is getting more and more detailed. Some dark shadows not far from the coast quickly caught his attention. It was their ship, the tribal property left behind in the sea by the Alliance's desperate resistance.

Pulling his mount up from the dive, Braddock flew over the ship, and he saw some orc laborers tossing and forth on the deck, and on both sides of the ship, dense oars were swinging vigorously and uniformly, providing more and more power to the movement of the ships, and the ships were gradually moving away from the shore.

Braddock's brow furrowed fiercely. These orcs, they should have been asked to rest in the rear and be responsible for protecting these possessions until the tribe needed them again. He has not received orders from the Great Chief, why are they making their own decisions here?

Looking around, Braddock saw a familiar figure in the lead ship. Without hesitation, he immediately tugged on the reins and walked forward.

"Stop, Gul'dan, where are you going with them?" called Braddock, a formidable dragoon, who would not be afraid of the notorious orc warlock, "turn the ship around at once, the horde is in Lordaeron, not on the other side of the sea!"

Gul'dan gave him a puzzled look, and put his hand to his ear, as if trying to do his best to hear what he was saying.

In desperation, Braddock had no choice but to let the dragon fly closer.

"I mean......"

At the moment when the dragon was close to the sail, Guldan's hand jerked forward, and a black meteor fell from the sky, engulfing the dragoon who had no time to react in an instant.

The intertwined shadow energy was like a greedy beast, turning him to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The pain in his back caused the red dragon to let out a long, sharp howl, and subconsciously, he immediately spread his wings and lifted himself into the air, away from the dangerous orc warlock.

Gul'dan only sneered, without looking at it more, waved his hand at the orcs and ogres on the deck, and the next moment, the fleet with all the sails spread sailed and quickly sailed away from the shore.

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In the past few days, the offensive of the tribe has become more and more sluggish, and despite the unremitting efforts of the trolls to exhaust all means, the number of orcs has obviously shrunk too much.

Standing on the rampart, Sylvanaste frowned slightly, staring into the distance with all her might.

"Young Ranger General, are you worried about the magic barrier?" Bi Luohua confidently looked at the stupid trolls who crashed into the barrier and were turned into ashes by magic, "The magic of the Well of the Sun is not something that these vulgar barbarians can imagine. ”

"No, I'm just, I have some not-so-good premonitions. Sylvanas shook her head, "Hopefully my instincts won't be as accurate as they used to be." ”

"Maybe you can talk about it, if there is anything you can do to help, don't be polite. "As a spellcaster who pursues facts, Bi Luohua naturally does not take the so-called 'intuition' seriously.

In the face of his polite words, Sylvanas just sighed lightly, then glanced behind him, and looked at the adjutant on the side suspiciously: "Speaking of which, have any of you seen Lanloth?"

Lotherma, Hadurun, and Aslan, several people familiar with the name looked at each other, but finally shook their heads together in tacit understanding.

"That guy is always so elusive. Seeing this, Aurelia pursed her lips impatiently, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"No, nothing. Sylvanas' face flashed with a moment of loss, then quickly shook his head, "Just ask." ”

Aurelia stared at the fleeting sorrow on her sister's delicate countenance, complex and tangled emotions intertwined in her eyes.

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Sunsail Harbor, as Sylvanas said, has not been invaded by any orcs.

Winlessa wandered the deserted streets boredly, angrily kicking the rubble at her feet and letting them disappear into the night.

Although she has officially joined the army, the tasks she accepts are just some irrelevant trivial matters. At that time in Fengxing Village, if it weren't for the sudden attack of the tribe, she was very sure that the second sister would definitely transfer herself to the logistics team as soon as the defense work was completed.

She doesn't blame her sister, but at this juncture, she doesn't have the ability to make due contributions to her homeland, which is really difficult for her to accept.

Some time before leading the team to stay in Yangfan Harbor, she could still carefully patrol this empty station with a hundred times more energy, but after so many days, the tribe has already reached her doorstep, but there is not even a single green-skinned figure here.

This strong contrast made her feel more powerless and depressed, and she even wanted to take this force to block the tribe's retreat at one point. She had simulated countless possibilities in her mind, and she was sure that she would be able to give her family and relatives a satisfactory answer.

However, the aura of her two sisters was too shiny, and she really did not have the courage to disobey their orders.

The heavens seemed to hear her heart, and just as she raised her foot to continue kicking a stone into the river, an unusual wind caught her attention.

"Who?"

Raising the torch above her head, Winlessa narrowed her eyes and stared at the dark shadow on the street corner in front of her. However, when she quietly approached the past, she sighed.

"It's just a bucket? Could it be that my nerves are too sensitive? Looks like I'm going to have to go back early and get some rest. ”

Muttering softly, Winlessa lifted her foot and kicked the bucket away, causing her to wave back from the dust. Only a handful of people remained, most of whom had already left with their belongings, and the desolation that was everywhere was unbearable.

Wen Leisha dusted off her body with a depressed face, and was about to turn away, but her gaze suddenly froze.

As the dust cleared, an illegible footprint loomed in the firelight on the dust in front of her vision.

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