"Wow!"

"Huh!"

"What's that?"

At the same time that Celestine was surprised, the orc soldiers watching the battle around also exclaimed, in their concept, the duel before the battle is a way for both sides to fight to the death to show strength and glory, how did it become a means of sister in the hands of Michaela?

What's more, the female league warrior was so by Michaela that his face was frightened and his fighting spirit was gone, what happened?

There are many married people among the orc soldiers, and they also understand feelings, and the so-called sister is not to make women like themselves, but what is the situation when women are afraid? On the other hand, if you can make women scared by taking care of your sister, this can only be a pervert.

"By the way, I remember something."

Suddenly, a voice was heard among the orc soldiers, "I heard from my brother who returned from camp Kargas that this time Overseer Michaela seems to be a super pervert who knocked out the base beasts as he passed through Blackstone Mountain."

"Ah, Beast Four?"

The surrounding orc soldiers were in a commotion, of course they knew the base beast four of the Blackstone clan, and the four black-skinned orcs were the best of the best, the metamorphosis of the metamorphosis, so the blackstone orcs have always regarded the base beast four as torturers, and if anyone is not pleasing to the eye, they will be thrown to the base beast four for torture.

However, the goose is such a ferocious base beast four was actually overturned by Michaela, so how perverted is Michaela!

"Are you telling the truth?" An orc asked.

"Of course!"

The initiator patted his chest and said, "My brother told me, and he also said that everyone in the camp in Kargas knows about it, and if you don't believe it, you can ask."

"it!"

Orc soldiers

There was another commotion.

In fact, the rumors that came out of the Cagas camp at the beginning were not only the "Base Beast Four" of the Blackstone Orcs, but also the "Inquisitor Gstahn" of Twilight's Hammer. It's just that when the rumor reached Orgrimmar, the orcs there only knew the "Base Beast Four" and did not know the "Inquisitor Gstaon", so the latter was ignored, resulting in only the "Base Beast Four" being left in the rumor.

However, the rumors related to Michaela are just the beginning.

"By the way, brothers, Michaela seems to be a warlock." Another orc soldier spoke up.

"Huh, Warlock...... Oh!"

"I see!"

The orc soldiers were in an uproar for the third time.

There are a lot of orc warlocks in the dark alley area of Orgrimmari, so the local orcs' understanding of warlocks is derived from those orc warlocks. And most of those orc warlocks like to summon male night demons, coupled with the general bad impression of warlocks in the traditional thinking of orcs, the combination of the two leads to the orcs in the eyes of warlocks are originally an evil profession that perverts will choose......

In this way, the rumors spread rapidly, and the way the orcs looked at Michaela changed......

Wait, what about Malenia? She was standing in the midst of the orcs, and she didn't refute the rumors?

Not really.

Since the above rumors were all spoken by the orcs in orc language, and Malenia herself did not know orc language and did not use translation magic, she only heard what the orcs were talking about, but did not know the specific content.

The above may seem like a lot, but in reality it is only a few minutes later, which is not a long time.

At the same time in the gladiatorial arena

, Celestine looked at Michaela in front of her in surprise, knowing the truth, she was shocked, angry, and ashamed, and she didn't know whether she should continue to fight.

The man who hugged himself that night, gave himself warmth, and helped him get out of the trough was Michaela in front of him, as for the golden figure of Michaela in his head, it was purely the sequelae of the charm technique, in fact, it was the ideological embodiment of Celestine himself.

"You, you, you......"

After a long time, Celestine knew that he couldn't fight at this time, so he had to turn around and leave, and when he left, he gave Michaela one last look with his tearful eyes, which disappeared

Lost in the night.

"Master, congratulations, you've won."

Melina's restless little hand wrapped around Michaela's body like a spirit snake, and at the same time, in the spirit world, Torina sighed and said:

"Michaela, you let her go."

Michaela didn't care, "It doesn't matter, we won anyway."

Yes, under Michaela's night raid tactics, the Horde's attack on the farm stronghold was won, and the failed coalition forces could only watch as the Stormwind Lion King's battle banner in the stronghold was knocked to the ground, and the orcs replaced it with the red shield and axe banner representing the Horde.

Although the troops from other strongholds of the alliance still arrived on the battlefield, it was too late, and Michaela had already arranged enough reserves to respond, even if the alliance reinforcements arrived, they could not turn the sky over, so they could only retreat back to the camp with the defeated farm defenders and a group of corpses.

Wait until 9 a.m. for the Polluter Corps to clock in...... Well, it should be said that it was time to attack and greet him

At the time of the war, Michaela had already stabilized the farm stronghold.

"Congratulations, Overseer Michaela."

Duville, the Slaughterer who came to the farm stronghold, said to Michaela, who was in the room of the stronghold, looking at the map on the table and planning the next attack, "With the farm stronghold reoccupied by us, we can attack outside. Excuse me, what's next for you?"

What's next!

Michaela glanced at the commander of the Polluter Legion, and mocked in her heart: You guy still has to commute to and from work, did Mao Yong ask me next!

Torina jumped out and said, "Actually, when it comes to night raids, it's definitely the undead Polluter Legion is better at it, after all, the dead don't need to rest. However, the group rejected Michaela's proposal for a night attack on the grounds that they would not be able to fight."

There is no way, Michaela has to rely on the orc troops at hand to fight the night attack, fortunately, the alliance on the opposite side is also dominated by humans, if the main force of the other party is the night elves who are also good at night fighting, then the night attack is really not easy to fight......

After thinking about a lot of the above, a few seconds passed in real time, so in the eyes of the slaughterer Duville, Michaela did not answer his question, but was in a daze.

"Overseer Michaela?" Duver the Slayer screamed again.

"I'm here."

Michaela turned her head to look at the other side, "We have three lines of attack to choose from: the Southern Lumberyard, the Middle Blacksmith, and the North Mine, but that's not what I'm thinking about."

Duver the Slayer asked, "So what are you thinking?"

Michaela spoke, "Duvel, have you ever thought about the meaning of this war?"

"Meaning?

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Duver the Slayer was stunned, she didn't expect Michaela to ask such a question, so after thinking for a few seconds, she spoke:

"If anything, from my point of view, fighting for the Queen, we need to expand the territory of the Forsaken and control more resources for the future revenge on the Lich King."

Does it seem fine?

Torina translates for you: "Plundering other people's resources."

So, Michaela asked Duville the Slayer, "Have you ever thought that this is the land of the Kingdom of Stormgard, and you are invading?"

"Aggression?"

Duville the Slayer was stunned for a moment and asked, "Michaela, why do you have such thoughts? Why can't we grab what we want?"

Tai Shi Ji (self-proclaimed) Tolina said: "Although there is the manipulation of the Dread Demon King behind the battle of Arashi, it is objectively because the weakening of the Stormgard Kingdom has given the Forsaken a chance to intervene."

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, especially since the two sides are still in two hostile camps, it is true that you can't talk about it if you don't fight.

"But have you ever thought," Michaela continued, "that you've been implicating all of the Alliance and the Horde because of your attack on the Arathi Basin? It can even be used as a source to cause an all-out war between the two camps."

"So what!"

Deauville the Slayer believed: "If you kill your opponent, you will get everything, and the strong will live in it, and it is a matter of course."

"Well, so, I see what you're thinking."

Michaela turned her head to continue looking at Arashi's map, and what was in his mind was:

According to the description in "On Protracted War", there is much help for the righteous and little help for the unjust,

So the unjust war may be won for a short time, but it will be lost in the end!

Torina jumped out and said, "So the Forsaken sending troops to attack the Arathi Basin is an unjust war, right?"

Yes, but not entirely.

As the saying goes, one slap doesn't make a sound, two bowls clink, and the forsaken are indeed the unrighteous side, but the kingdom of Stormgard is not much better.

This brings us to the current King of the Kingdom of Stormgard, Garin Torbairn. Therefore, when the polluter army attacked the Arathi Basin, there was no anger and hatred in the country, on the contrary, there were many people who did not care about themselves, so it was reflected in the front-line battlefield, that is, the combat effectiveness of the Araso coalition army was low.

When you are unjust, God will punish you.

No, aren't the armies of the Alliance and the Horde coming?

On King Garin's side, Michaela didn't know, but on the side of Duville the Slayer, Michaela was sure that she hadn't seen what the arrival of the horde army meant.

That's fine.

Michaela said in her heart: as long as the Slaughterer Duvel is still in the dark and does not make trouble for himself, then he can handle all this.

Moreover, Michaela was sure that the commander sent by Regent Bovar on the side of the alliance must have similar views to herself.

Sure enough, in the stronghold of the blacksmith, Halver Wimbane, the senior commander of the Stormwind reinforcements, was discussing the current situation with Field Marshal Oslet of the Allied forces of Arathasor.

"How can you lose an important farm stronghold!"

Marshal Oslet's face was not good, and he opened his mouth to be:

"We're looking for reinforcements from Stormwind in the hope that you'll be able to drive the Horde out of the Arathi Basin, not make them back!"

Senior Commander Halver Wimbane glanced at the other and shouted in his heart: "Is this your begging attitude?" If I take people away at this time, see what you Alasso coalition forces do!

Of course, Halver-Wimbane would not have said the above, and his words would have been: "Don't worry, we still have four strongholds, and the Horde only has one stronghold, four against one, and the advantage is mine."

Afterward, Halver-Wimbane turned to Field Marshal Oslet, "What does His Majesty King Garin say?"

As soon as these words came out, a cold sweat immediately dripped from Marshal Oslet's forehead.

Because Halver-Wimbane meant to ask King Garin if he had made up his mind to give up the Varian debt, if not, you know.

Faced with the threat, Field Marshal Oslet had no choice but to say, "I am only a field marshal, and I do not know what His Majesty thinks. But I think His Majesty will give Stormwind a satisfactory answer."

"Well, I hope so, too."

With a casual aside, Halver-Wimbane turned his head to study the map of the Arathi Basin.

On the other side, Celestein, who had returned to the blacksmith's stronghold, was still slamming into the deer, her heart was pounding, and even now, she still couldn't recover.

"What's wrong with you?"

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