"Alan, do you know what you're talking about!"

The eyes widened, the middle-aged warrior's originally somewhat sluggish body suddenly straightened, and the gray hair of the shawl behind him even fluttered out because of the uncontrollable anger radiation in his body, Randolph grabbed Allen's collar in front of him, and after easily picking up the young man in front of him, he roared with a violent face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The consequences of opening the wall of Soladin in this dangerous period are self-evident, it is equivalent to letting the orc army outside rush in, not to mention the fall of the wall of Soladin, how many comrades and comrades stationed in this fortress will be killed and injured, just let this group of beasts rush into Arathi, that Arathi who has been tormented by war for decades, and who has a little respite, will fall into a flame, and a large number of orc slaves who have been ravaged by humans will surely set off waves of retaliatory slaughter in Arathi.

"Captain Randolph! Calm down!"

Unlike Alan, who seemed to be speechless by Randolph's momentum, Victor grabbed Randolph's hand and said with an anxious expression.

"Victor, you are also a Arathi, behind us, is Arashi, you are so anxious to let those beasts wreak havoc on your homeland!"

Glaring at Victor angrily, Randolph turned his head and scolded angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his neck, and then the hand that grabbed Allen lost consciousness in an instant after a tingling pain.

"Collar!"

With a low shout, Allen, who had just regained his freedom, stopped the sharp blade that was about to cut his throat, stepped forward and pinched the translucent dagger against Randolph's neck, and Jazz pulled the Shadow One who flashed behind Randolph silently behind him, before turning his head to look at Randolph again, and said with a smile.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of the talent that the Duke named and asked to recruit!"

"I didn't expect the descendants of Soradin to abandon this fortress, let alone Lothar to abandon his own people!"

Some frightened glanced at the shadow man behind Allen, who was able to approach him silently and instantly disarm his combat power, at least a sixth-level or even high-level shadow person, no matter which one he could resist. But then after hearing Allen's words that seemed to be admiring, Randolph immediately said with an indignant face.

"Captain Randolph, although the Duke appreciates you very much, I still hope you will remember this sentence from your mouth!"

Allen's face flickered, and after snorting coldly, he glanced at Victor on the side, and Victor nodded consciously, walked to Randolph and whispered.

"In Northford! The Duke has personally led the Hammer Falling Corps and other coalition forces to assemble, and can destroy the orcs rushing in at any time!"

"Then why give up the fortress to the orcs! The Duke can occupy this place, and I will definitely help when the time comes!"

Randolph's face finally softened, but he still said with some resentment.

"Captain Randolph! These things are not what you should know!"

Alan stood aside, suddenly glanced outside, and said with some incomprehensibility.

And Victor, who was standing next to Randolph, glanced at his old comrade-in-arms, glanced at the West in a big way, and then glanced at Allen pointedly, but then he was glared back by the Shadow Man guarding Allen's side, and after smiling a little, he lowered his head and fell silent.

And Randolph on the other side didn't say anything, he was not an idiot, and his complete aristocratic education in his youth also gave him a good aristocratic strategy, and sure enough, he still reached some agreement with Lordaeron...

"Overseer!"

On a hillside a few kilometers away from the wall of Soladin, a majestic figure stood with difficulty, and after hearing the call behind him, he turned his head to see that a strong gray-white wolf scurried into the woods behind him, rushed to him and suddenly stopped, and the orc on the wolf jumped down, and after a respectful military salute, he continued.

"On the walls of the entire human fortress, there is almost a brigade stationed on a daily basis, day and night! Moreover, the overall situation is still the same as twenty years ago, only there is a gate on the main road!"

"Yes, warriors of the tribe!"

Grinning at their mutilated teeth, the Orc Overseers scrambled as hard as they could, unable to straighten their backs after decades of torture.

With the roar of the orc overseers, in the woods behind them, pairs of bloodthirsty eyes began to emerge one after another, and the raged orc warriors slowly gathered, although most of them only held simple spears and even stone axes in their hands, but the smell of blood on each of them was worthy of the word butcher.

Glancing satisfactorily at the surrounding people, the Overseer turned to the faint fortress of the Wall in the distance.

Twenty years ago, we easily breached this fortress and slaughtered the fragile human beings like chickens, and now, we can still easily occupy it and open the way home for the sake of the people behind us!"

"Go home?!"

"Go Home !!"

With the Overseer's roar, more and more orcs popped up, and the low murmurs began to converge into a rumbling roar, when the Overseer's wave fell silent, but all the orc's eyes began to burst out with a hotter light, Home, Northrend, Nagrand...

Orcs, have been away from home for too long.

"Nirul! move a little further, but beware of concealment!"

Looking at the morale-bursting clansmen with satisfaction, this red atmosphere even reminded him of the time when ten thousand beasts were raging and destroying the southern continent, but unfortunately...

His eyes darkened, and the Overseer came to his senses, the orcs could no longer go back, their faces turned cold, and they commanded the orcs in front of them, and after the other party gave a military salute, they stepped on the wolf again, and began to move slowly with most of the elite orcs who were still somewhat equipped...

"I didn't expect it, are you still a little capable, this kind of bewitchment, hehe..."

The Orc Overseers were the only ones left on the hillside, but it wasn't long before a faint figure emerged, with a bumpy body and a simple piece of cloth clothing, and a succubus smiling at the tail flicking.

"Hmph, demon, I want it, according to the contract, I want it!"

Seeing the succubus getting closer and closer, the corners of the orc overseer's mouth twitched and whispered, completely unconcerned about the amorous and endless charm of the one in front of him.

"It's boring!

Finding that the old orc in front of him really had no interest in himself at all, the succubus rolled his eyes with a pout, and then threw out a palm-sized dark green crystal.

With a nervous expression, he took the crystal, and then threw it into his mouth, and the orc overseer's pale green face leaked a strange crimson, with an uncontrollable moan, the original old overseer began to get younger, no, to recover his combat strength.

Reaching out and pinching it, he was satisfied to hear the familiar sound of air crackling, and straightened up completely, although his face was still an old orc's decay, but at the moment it was full of a sense of explosive power, and the orc overseer glanced at the succubus, silent and did not say anything.

"Hey, hey, old orc, my master just gave you a choice, why bother!"

"You're asking me to exchange my soul for the blood of my clansmen!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the Overseer felt the anger surging in his body, and suddenly looked up at the fortress in the distance.

"But I'm still fighting for the Horde!" (To be continued.) )