The next morning's sun was still warm and gentle, the breeze caressed his cheeks, and anger and irritability were followed by some anxiety.

Anak walked ahead, my companions and I followed him, a stretch that seemed so close and yet felt so far away the other day, but felt a little too short to walk today.

To be honest, I wasn't fully able to figure out what was going to happen to Magatha, and I could only guess what would change based on what she said. But the Terror Totem Clan of Magatha was willing to accept us, and said something like that......

Could it be that they are ready to use us as bargaining chips for something?

This thought made me a little nervous, this kind of thing is always a two-way street, to some extent, this should be considered a good thing, being able to be used by others is a good thing, but the price to be paid for being used so obviously should be greater. What price can we afford?

I'm seeking allies on behalf of Sylvanas, for the survival and future of the Forsaken, not just for the sake of being used as a gun, I tell myself.

The people on the Bluff of Thunder were watching us again, and Anak, who was walking in front, didn't care about the stares at all, he was still swaggering in the gaze, and he seemed to enjoy the feeling of being watched. But in the eyes of the people around me, especially in the eyes of us, I see more suspicion.

When I walked on the crumbling suspension bridge again, I glanced down, and suddenly a shaking made my heart tighten and I couldn't help but clench her hand, I stopped a little and looked back at her, she also looked at me nervously. I tried to laugh and comfort her, but suddenly I couldn't.

There was no one at the end of the drawbridge to greet us, and there was no change in our arrival, and my mind was suddenly a little messy. Originally, I thought that I could face all this without fear like the big hero and great leader in the story, and it was as easy to deal with this as cooking a small fresh, but now I find that it is not difficult at all, and I am very nervous now. Even when I tried to think of the ideas I had prepared, I couldn't remember anything.

The huge tent in front of it is a bit exaggerated, but I have to say that the scale is really magnificent, and under that huge tent, there are a lot of people around, and it seems that they are waiting for us. As we approached, a minotaur stepped forward and said, "Please surrender your weapon." ”

This must be done, and all of our weapons were removed from the rest of us, except for Sam's cane-like magician's staff, and we were not even allowed to carry magic wands. And the number of weapons I had unloaded from my body made the cows look sideways.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Under the gaze of the people, we entered the big tent, and the people behind us also poured in. Directly in front of the tent was an altar on which stood a huge log. The log, though half-cut is alive, has runes carved into it. I didn't know it, but I knew it must not be for decoration.

There were three men standing beside the log, one was a Magasa, and the other was a taller and robed minotaur, and his outfit was a bit ...... I don't really like it, his brown and yellow hair is clearly a scalper, but the horns are black. The other was dressed very formally, not only did he wear a robe, but he also wore a lot of decorations, his shoulder pads were like two wings propped up, except that only one of his horns was intact, and the other was half broken.

I stopped when I walked about four meters away from them. I looked at the two bulls that were watching me and turned my gaze to Magatha.

The young great witch said to the two, "This is the messenger of the forsaken. Then he said to me, "This is Hamuel Rune Totem." She was referring to the man with horns on his head, the rune totem...... A man flashed through my mind.

"This is Kane Bloodhoof, our chief." She explained. To be honest, he is really dressed like ...... I can't tell it's a chief.

I dared to salute the two of them, but the two minotaurs were very polite, and they returned the salute to me. In fact, there is no need for the head of the state, the head of the country, who is sent in the kingdom of mankind, to return the salute.

"I heard Magatha say about you, stranger." Kane spoke. "She said you're here for a friend."

I nodded, "Yes, Chief, I have come to ask for help." ”

"I need to know who you are before deciding on something." He spoke unhurriedly, and his voice was low and steady.

"I am Bill Max, the warrior of Sylvanas Windranger, the leader of the Forsaken, who has set out to sea on the orders of Queen Sylvanas in search of allies and help."

"Where are you from?"

"In the far east, there is a vast continent where many races live, and we are one of them." I say.

"Many races......" Kane said, looking at the two next to him.

The look in their eyes said a lot of things, and just as I was still regretting whether I had spoken, Kane spoke: "The Minotaur never helps others to fight against others. ”

I was slightly stunned, "You misunderstood, Chief Chief, if it was for the sake of fighting, I wouldn't have come here." ”

All three of them didn't say anything and just looked at me, and they listened to me.

"The last war of the magnitude that took place in the Ash Valley Forest and Mount Hyjal is now going to be repeated." I looked at their faces and said, "But this time the enemy is not the demons of the Burning Legion, but the undead scourge that is more terrible than the demons. ”

All three of them had solemn faces, and I continued, "Once the leader of the Undead Scourge descends, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

"Worse than the Burning Legion?" Magatha spoke.

"Yes." I said, "The demon of the Burning Legion is also killed." But the undead scourge is not. You fought them in several battles in the Ashendale Forest in the last war. ”

The three of them put their heads together, and after exchanging heads, the horned Hamuel next to him spoke: "How do you know? ”

"The regiment fought that war for me."

"Whose command are you?" Hamuel said.

At this time, I looked at Ma, but Magasa's face sank like water, and she didn't have any expression.

"I'm ...... An officer of the Scourge at the time. "I wanted to say that the soldiers were coming, but in a flash of inspiration, I thought it would be better to say that the officers were better. I obviously saw that the faces of the two of them sank suddenly, and the onlookers around them instantly exploded.

"So I came here sincerely for help."

Kane Bloodhoof looked at me solemnly, "You were once a member of the Scourge?" ”

I nodded.

"Why did you defect from them?" He asked.

"Most of the soldiers of the Undead Legion are human soldiers killed in battle, we once resisted them, but the dead brotherhood will rise from the ground and join their ranks in the next second and raise the butcher's knife against his brother." I said, "The curse has been imposed on us, they have enslaved us and controlled us, so we must resist." ”

"How did you get out?" Hamuel asked.

"During the last war, the Burning Legion was defeated, and a Night Elf named Illidan Fury attacked the Scourge stronghold, and he went to assassinate the Lich King, the leader of the Scourge." I said, "But it's a pity...... He failed. However, it also caused the Scourge Leader to be injured, and his energy leaked very badly, which also gave some undead who were far away from the Lich King a chance to break out of his control. ”

Hamuel seemed to understand, and he looked at Chief Kane to the side.

"You're all ...... now Undead? He asked.

"We call ourselves the Forsaken......" I said, "and it's very different from the undead scourge." ”

At this time, Magaza said: "The spirit of the dead is not a compliment, the spirit of the dead represents death, and the world is afraid of death, and there is still a trace of evil in the hearts of the people." And no one knows what the world will be like after death, since you are the deceased...... So how do you make sure your soul is still alive? ”

"If we lose our conscience, we will join the army of the undead instead of traveling thousands of miles to find you."

"Why are you looking for us?" Kane said.

"You are the kindest race I have ever come into contact with, and I have been helped by you."

"Huh?" Kane raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"When I was in the Eastern Kingdom...... Meet a girl named Bashana in a city built by goblins. I said.

My words sent a stir through the crowd.

"She saved me and my brother." I say. "She is the most selfless person I have ever met, she did not dislike me because I am a resurrected person, she is very enthusiastic to show me the way forward, so this time I came not only with the mentality of asking for help, but also to thank her."

The crowd was talking, and the three people in front of them were also talking to each other. I turned my head to look at the people around me, and they didn't seem to look at me as weirdly as they had just been.

"And ......," I added, "I had a lot of difficulties after getting here, if it weren't for Anak......" I stretched out my hand to him: "I can imagine the danger and hostility I encountered. ”

"All this shows the correctness of my coming to you, you are the true healers I have ever seen." I touted.

"Hmm......" Kane replied, "you're good at complimenting people." He said, "But I need to know more about you." He waved his hand, "You can step back first." He said, "I will look for you again." ”

I hurriedly saluted, and then Hamuel suddenly asked, "What did you just say...... There's a man named Illidan Furywind......"

I was stunned for a moment.

"Where did he go?" Hamuel asked.