"Do the cowards dare to come out of their fortified city at last?"

On the battlefield, looking at the human army opposite, a hideous smile appeared on Gromash's face. He didn't expect that he would be able to catch up with such a good thing after rushing back from the Silver Moon Forest in a hurry!

He only felt that the fighting intent in his body was burning.

It will be the beginning of a good harvest!

The totem of the Warsong Clan will store more energy in this war! For the Warsong Clan, the only thing they can care about now is more battles, and a bigger war!

After the unification of the orc race, the clan that the aggressive orcs almost preferred to enter must be the Warsong clan with war fanaticism as a totem.

With the blessing of the power of the totem, their strength will be greatly improved, and whether it is attack, defense, healing, energy resistance, etc., it is almost an all-round improvement. As long as you are still fighting, as long as your fighting spirit has not been extinguished, you can feel the power surging in your body.

For the warlike orcs, that feeling is wonderfully addictive.

And the orcs of the Warsong Clan, as well as various affiliated clans, have become the clan group with the largest number of orcs among the new orc tribes. They are also the vanguard and backbone of every war.

"You have to be careful, we've been secretly skirmishing with them all this time. They knew very well that with the same number, their soldiers would not be a match for our orc warriors.

But this time they dared to come out and put on a position and start a war. They should have other means. Durotan reminded Gromarsh, who felt the fighting spirit like a rising flame, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"What's the problem?" Gromash didn't pay attention to Durontan's reminders, but instead looked forward to the start of the war. "All intrigues, in the face of overwhelming power, can only be a joke. The Warsong Clan will pacify the humans and take possession of the human city. The orcs will have their own solid foothold on this new planet. ”

Bursting winds and flames fell from Stratholme's walls in the direction of the orcs' camp, and the surging and powerful magic even the air was dyed with a certain solemn heaviness and oppression.

The orcs in the orc camp also gave the same response, led by Neozu.

Wind, fire, thunder, and earth.

The power of the natural disaster, after engulfing those magic, began to vent in this battlefield in turn.

The first to bear the brunt are the soldiers of the human camp.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder loomed in the clouds, and two huge earth elemental giants rose from the ground, the same height as the walls of the city wall.

Archmage Lobihua led Lordaeron's court mages to chant incantations, using natural magic to appease the tyrannical elements around them, calming them down.

Magic is magic.

Soldier's to soldier's.

The confrontation between the shaman and the mage was like a clarion call for war, and Gromash rushed out with his men in the lead.

The tall orcs and heavily armed humans collided like two rushing torrents, and at a certain moment they collided and began to engulf and merge.

The human generals were Tyrio and other Alonthos Fao's disciples, and Tirio, who was clad in holy light and rushed to the forefront, was like a large light bulb in the dim and gloomy sky, which immediately attracted the attention of Grommash.

……

Orc camp.

Uther's study of the totem pillar that bound him has evolved from initial curiosity and interest to a certain point of demonic shock in a short period of time.

This loneliness of not being heeded by him, and the uneasiness of being trapped in the enemy camp, gave rise to an extreme sense of insecurity and a desire to increase his strength.

If it was a power such as evil power or shadow, he might be able to keep his heart, but in the face of the light of faith, he fell into it with almost no resistance.

He found the totem pillar to be an incomparable treasure for those who believed in the Light, and it contained a great deal of knowledge about the Light, as well as techniques for using it.

This knowledge and skill opened an unprecedented door for Uther, but it seemed to follow the call of his heart.

He was so hungry and hungry that he even forgot for a moment the dangers of his place and the idea of finding a way to escape.

Leave?

Uther had no such option in his head at the moment, and he just studied without sleep or food, and based on this knowledge, he realized some of the thoughts and ideas he had in his mind about the Light.

His unique gift for the Light made him realize that the Light could not only be used to soothe hearts and heal people's wounds, but also to serve as a powerful force to shield his allies from the wind and rain on the battlefield, and to become an indestructible shield.

It's just that although he vaguely had this idea in his mind, and had some experimentation with enchanted weapons and other aspects, it was obvious that his technique was so crude that it was not systematic at all. It's just a simple and crude use of the Light.

Even in terms of technique, even Durotan, who is obviously not dominated by the Holy Light, cannot be compared. Obviously, his light was purer and more powerful at that time. But in the collision of holy light, it could not give him an advantage.

But Uther, who had gained this knowledge, was no longer in front of him with the confusion of the pioneers who could not distinguish the direction.

Sou!

An arrow with a magical element interrupted the storm in Uther's mind. The sense of crisis in his heart made him deftly roll on the ground to dodge.

However, instead of hitting where he was before, the arrow deviated a little, and even if he didn't dodge, the arrow wouldn't have landed on him.

"Looks like you're doing well here." A female voice with a chill was caught by Uther's ears. He looked up at the source of the sound, and saw three tall, slender figures slowly emerging in the air. The pointed ears and the different skin color of the human are all proclaimed their identity.

Genie!

The elves of Quel'Thalas.

As a disciple of Alonsos and a general of Lordaeron, Uther naturally knew about the elves.

"You elves of Quel'Thalas? How did you get in? Uther looked at the elven sisters who had just walked in, as if they had not yet woken up from the immersion of knowledge, and her face was slightly confused.

Even if his mind was still a little unconscious at this time, he remembered that there were four walls of holy light around him, how could they just walk in like this?

Could it be that the Wall of Light also distinguishes between people?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course, that's how you sneaked in. Sylvanas snorted, and used the means to unshackle Uther's body. As an elven ranger, this is not that difficult.

"Your teacher is worried about you, and he's sent at least three waves of Assassins and scouts to find out about you." Aurelia Windranger spoke.

Before they arrived, they had identified Uther's information and portrait with Alonsos, so even if they had never seen Uther, they could still recognize him at a glance with the help of the magical portrait.

Uther's mind suddenly cleared when he heard this, and the kind of brain that was immersed in the ocean of knowledge and forgot to eat and sleep suddenly realized the memories he had forgotten before, as if he was connected to the external network.

For example, your own situation?

He couldn't even believe that he didn't have the slightest idea of running away for the rest of the time, except for the first two days.

If it weren't for the three elf sisters coming to the door, even if he didn't have shackles on his body, he wouldn't have the idea of leaving.

It was as if memories other than the Light, such as Escape, Teacher, and Lordaeron, had been forcibly blocked and sealed by some force.

"It's time for us to go. They couldn't help us with much delay. Besides, if we go back sooner, we might be able to help a little. Aurelia spoke. She was referring to the war between the Orcs and Stratholme outside.

It was precisely because they had retracted all the attention of the orc elites that they were able to sneak in so smoothly.

It was also good luck that there weren't many orcs left in the camp where Uther was held. In the words of the hapless orc they subdued, this is the territory of the Frostwolf Clan. And the Frostwolf Clan is one of the clans involved in the war today.

"Why don't we go deeper? If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for us to dive in again next time. Sylvanas looked in a certain direction of the camp with a look of eagerness.

"No, my gut tells me it's dangerous there! The elements are warning me, too. That's not the place we can explore for the time being. We're just going to get Uther out and get the news back with a hitch. As the eldest sister, Aurelia shook her head and rejected her sister's proposal, giving her a warning look.

"Wait a minute!" Before leaving, Uther suddenly climbed up the totem pillar with a sharp hand, and under the stunned eyes of the three sisters, he pulled out a necklace-like cross from the six-winged figure above the totem pillar.

Uther had already noticed this cross, and it might be a powerful piece of Light equipment! Or rather, it is a condensation of the Light itself!

Since he was leaving, of course he wanted to take it with him. He wasn't going to turn a blind eye to the equipment he had at his fingertips because he didn't have it.

Of course, he was also mentally prepared for some accidents and changes after taking this equipment, and the situation would become bad. So as soon as he landed, he immediately made a quick running gesture to the three sisters.

The three sisters re-entered the stealth state with Uther, and followed the path they had come from, avoiding the orcs and touching them all the way.

During this period, Aurelia, who was the eldest sister, vaguely felt a gaze, but when she looked back, what she saw was a void.

But her heart couldn't help but tense, and it wasn't until they left the orc camp smoothly and even returned to the human camp that she was completely relieved. I felt the gaze disappear.

……

Orc camp.

Center.

"Are you really letting them go like that, High Priest?" An orc shaman tasked Herder in charge of using the elements to monitor the entire camp.

"It doesn't matter, losing is to gain. Think of it as a little interest paid for future gains. Herder withdrew his gaze, unconcerned about Uther's departure. Or that his departure was part of her plan.

"But he took the Holy Light Cross!" The orc shaman was a little dissatisfied, it was a holy light equipment that was so powerful that it could be called an artifact, although he was not cultivating holy light energy, it didn't mean that he was indifferent to the loss of an artifact.

"It's just a fragment of the Light Naru, he needs it, and we need it, he needs it." Herder lowered his eyelids.

……

The war between orcs and humans lasted a whole day, and when night fell, both sides withdrew their forces.

It wasn't until everything was arranged that Archbishop Alonsos and Lobihua finally met Uther in the Church of the Light in Stratholme.

After a brief greeting, Alonsos and the others calmed down to listen to the information that Uther and the three elven sisters had inquired about in the orc camp.

"Sure enough, from the Outlands." After listening to the reports of the four people, Archmage Luo Bihua's mood suddenly became heavy.

Outland invasion.

This is a catastrophe that can disgrace all the races on this planet. The last two invasions of the Outer Lands, one of which was the Burning Legion led by the Dark Titans, after this catastrophe, the continent of the planet was split into several pieces, and the once-prosperous elves suffered heavy losses as a result.

The hidden dangers caused by it 10,000 years ago have not yet been completely subsided. The Burning Legion, in particular, is outside the planet's barrier, planning the next invasion.

And the space that had become fragile because of that change had Void demons mixed in from time to time, making the human elves have to arrange for guardians to clear them.

The second time was the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, no one knew where he came from, but the longevity species such as the Guardian Dragons and Elves knew very well that the Tyrannosaurus King would not be the natives of this planet.

He built a powerful empire almost violently, and even almost united the tribes into slaves.

It is a pity that the desperate resistance of various ethnic groups made his rule crumbling and ultimately falling short. With him sealed, the once-prosperous Dragon Empire vanished.

Will the third time, like the previous two, bring catastrophic changes to the planet, and indeed to all the races that live on it?

Especially this time, it seems that the cause is caused by their elves banishing a certain evil dragon to the outer realm of the void.

The homeland of those orcs has been ravaged by the evil dragon for thousands of years. Eventually, the entire planet will inevitably be polluted.

Luo Bihua shook his head, these news are very important, he must pass it back as soon as possible. His Majesty Anastarian of Quel'Salas is still waiting for news from him.

In the following time, everything seemed to return to its previous state, and the orcs were busy scattering in all directions, while Stratholme was replenishing and gathering more power.

Just after the soldiers lost in the previous war were replaced, Alonsos in the church heard a bad news that sent chills down his body.

In the city of Stratholme, an unknown plague has occurred.

(End of chapter)