You can call me His Highness Arthas", Xu Mochao showed a warm smile towards Sal, but this smile looked a little terrible in the latter's eyes for some reason, "I heard that you have already met Gianna?" ”

When Gianna's name was spoken, Sylvanas, Wen Leisa, and Ouyang Chong all looked at Xu Mochao.

Sure enough, I still asked!

"Not bad."

It wasn't until Xu Mochao took the initiative to mention Gianna that Sal remembered that the prince seemed to have a leg with Gianna.

"We just met not long ago," Sal said, recounting his meeting with Gianna, "and we almost got into a fight because of a misunderstanding, but the prophet who led me and her here showed up in time to clear the ......misunderstanding."

In fact, Thrall didn't tell the whole story, in fact, the Warsong clan led by Grom and the Terrans led by Gianna had clashed several times, and the two sides hurt each other.

If it weren't for Thrall's insistence on using goblin airships to bypass the Terran Alliance's defenses, I'm afraid the conflict would have intensified.

But now that the two sides have talked about everything under the mediation of Medivan, he has not mentioned this stubble again.

Listening to Sarah's eloquent story, Xu Mochao finally mastered the progress of the plot.

Sal stopped when his mouth was dry, and Xu Mochao did not immediately express his opinion, but turned to his three deputies: "What do you think? ”

Sylvanas and Winlessa looked at each other, wondering what we could say.

As for Ouyang Chong, he said simply, "Your Highness, if you want to kill or chop, it's just a matter of your words!" ”

It's good that he didn't speak, and when he opened his mouth, Sal and Kane and Woking, who arrived later, immediately became nervous.

Especially Saar.

Although he had only met Gianna once, he had already seen Taresha's shadow in her, and he had a crush on the human woman.

On the other hand, he also deduced from Gianna's words how mad the prince had been in Lordaeron.

That's a slaughter!

Stratholme's name is very clear to him, he can do such a thing to his own people, this prince is by no means an ordinary person!

But now that he was face to face with the famous prince, he could not see that this was an executioner whose hands were stained with blood.

And those elves and these Terran soldiers, Thrall saw the frenzy in the way they looked at Xu Mochao.

This kind of look is all too familiar to him.

It was the way the people of the tribe looked at him.

Supposedly, someone who has done this will never be loved by others, and Sal is puzzled by this.

Xu Mochao didn't seem to feel the change in the atmosphere at all, and still looked indifferent.

He glanced at Thrall, who was on the verge of a great enemy, "So, you haven't dealt with the Night Elves yet?" ”

"Elves?"

Sal looked in surprise at the Windranger sisters behind Xu Mochao, both of whom had pointed ears.

"Aren't they elves?"

"They're High Elves, and I'm asking Night Elves."

Xu Mochao explained, and when he saw that Sal still looked confused, he shook his head, "Forget it, with your wisdom, it's difficult for me to explain clearly to you...... Let's go! ”

"Let's go? Where to go? ”

Thrall was stunned again.

"Since we met, it can be regarded as fate, didn't you just say that you plan to form an alliance with the Terrans led by Gianna? I'm going with you. ”

Xu Mochao's eyes showed a hint of strangeness, "I also want to see him again." ”

"She? You mean Ms. Gianna? ”

Sal subconsciously asked, it seemed to him that the prince must be eager to reunite with his girlfriend.

"No, I'm talking about the 'prophet'", to Sal's surprise, Xu Mochao shook his head and showed a meaningful smile, "There are some things I want to talk to him about." ”

……

……

At the moment when the alliance led by Xu Mochao and the tribe led by Thrall were having a historic rendezvous on the continent of Kalimdor, another far-reaching event was also happening.

Ash Valley Border.

"Damn, Thrall sent us here!"

Grom Hellroar, like his last name, is roaring with discontent.

"To let his strongest warrior do this kind of physical work? Without me, he would have failed! ”

Apparently, Grom was unhappy that he had been sent here by Thrall to cut wood.

Didn't you just have some arguments with those humans? As for this?

A true warrior should tear through the human defenses and run over them!

For Saar's approach of "saving the country by curve", Grom is quite dissatisfied.

Thrall was born after the Black Gate incident, and is younger than Grom's son, so he is an out-and-out junior for Grom, but now Thrall's prestige in the entire tribe has already reached its peak.

The newly joined Minotaur chieftain Kane Bloodhoof and the troll clan leader Woking are unknown to anyone but Thrall.

Not to mention that Sal rescued him before he crossed to Kalimdor.

Grom was a man of grievances, so he restrained himself despite his dissatisfaction.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with his state, and the bloodthirsty desire that had been suppressed by himself seemed to be revived, so when Thrall gave the order, he obediently led the Warsong Clan to the Gray Tree Valley to cut wood.

At this moment, an orc infantry suddenly came to his side and began to report:

"Chief, there's something strange about this wood. It's ......."

He thought for a moment and continued: "...... It's so quiet! It's as if something is watching over us. ”

"When did you start to get scared of the elves?"

Grom was angry, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sneer, and looked around: "There is nothing here except ancient trees and shadows!" ”

At that moment, a chuckle came from the depths of the trees:

“The-quick-brown-fox-jumps-over-a-lazy-dog！”

The voice made the reported orc infantry nervous for a moment, "You hear me, Chief?" This place is haunted! ”

His shoulders and voice began to tremble:

"I'm not afraid of living enemies, but my axe can't cut invisible goblins!"

Naturally, Grom heard the chuckle and the language he didn't understand, but as a chieftain, he couldn't let the soldiers deceive him like this, so he immediately interrupted him: "Shut up, let me go back to work!" ”

He forcibly diverted everyone's attention, "The new base of the Great Chief needs a lot of wood, cut down this woodland for me!" ”

As soon as Grom gave the order, everyone quietly shut up and went to work.

No one noticed that in the depths of the forest, creatures of great resemblance to the elven archers led by Sylvanas were watching them.

The natural aura emanating from the female archer and the High Elf was very similar, only more subtle.

This is naturally the oldest race on this continent, and it is also the same race of the High Elves - the Night Elves.

Grom did not know what the consequences of his actions to order the deforestation would be.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

As he had guessed, the curse hidden deep within him had begun to return to the land.