The organs were brutally destroyed from the body, and the painful red dragon rolled in the mud like crazy, dying for several minutes before gradually losing its strength.

The strong vitality of the Red Dragon Clan can be seen from this, even if it is only a forcibly ripened deteriorated young dragon, it has inherited a part of the innate life force.

"Ho~Ho......"

As the red dragon stopped struggling weakly, its breathing rhythm became slower and slower, and finally it lost its movement completely.

After another minute or so, the red dragon's half-open mouth was forcibly pushed open from the inside.

"Phew!"

A figure covered in dragon blood stepped out of the dragon's mouth, spitting red liquid to the ground with a disgusting expression.

As he destroyed the red dragon's internal organs, Salaen was inevitably covered in splattered blood, and some of the stinky blood squirted into his mouth.

Seeing the bloodied Sarren spitting around, Wen Lesa and Ronin breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for Sarjan's flash of inspiration rushing into the red dragon's fragile body, and the dragon's sturdy scale armor defense, this battle would have lasted for a long time.

"Whew~"

After making a fuss in the red dragon's body, which could not see any light, Sallian felt physically and mentally exhausted, and sat on the spot in the mud puddle to regain his strength.

"Da~"

There was a sudden sound of treading water not far from him, and Salian subconsciously looked at the place where the sound came from.

Although there was no one there, Saray guessed the identity of the person who came immediately.

"Little squirrel, what's going on on the periphery?"

"Don't call me a little squirrel!"

With a customary complaint, Valera broke away from the shadows with a serious expression, and took a closer look at Saray's body before breathing a sigh of relief.

"It's not good, 8 dragon-throated orcs are coming this way in a group, probably to recover this fallen red dragon."

"It couldn't have come at the right time."

Sarjan stood up from the ground with the Demon Slayer's greatsword, which had also turned red, and at the same time as Winlessa, turned on the Eagle Eye Technique and looked in the direction Valera was pointing.

Ronin didn't intend to compare his eyesight with the Ranger, he used a spell to absorb the water vapor around him, and condensed it into a stream of water before the enemy could reach it, washing away the slimy pile of dragon blood on Sarren's body.

"Thanks, Ronin."

Salian turned to look at Wen Lesa, "What do you say?" Hit or withdraw? ”

Nominally, the leader of this covert operation team is Luo Ning.

But now Luo Ning, who still lacks self-confidence, is not confident that he can be qualified to lead the team, and after setting off, he handed over the command to Wen Leisa, the strongest and most experienced in the team.

Sareyan and Valilla don't have any problem with that.

Although compared to her two older sisters, Wen Lesa still seems a little immature.

But she is also a member of the Windranger family with formal military training, and with her in command, it is at least much better than the three fledgling rookies.

Wen Lesa had already used her farsighted hawkeye technique to see the small group of dragonthroat orcs, and when she looked back at the corpse of the red dragon, she groaned slightly.

"Hit!"

"At this point, we must put an end to all possible exposure of his whereabouts, and we must not let the orcs discover this mysterious death of the red dragon, which will inevitably arouse the alarm of the Dragonthroat Clan."

Salian nodded: "Okay, let's talk about how this battle is going to be fought." ”

Wen Lessa's eyes flickered, "Valera, has the trap been set?" ”

Valeera: "It's already laid out, but I'm not a full-time ranger, so I can't guarantee the strength of the trap." ”

Winlessa took the trap launcher out of her backpack and strapped it to the bow.

"As long as you can delay the orcs in a slight way, it will be enough to attract their attention."

"Sarjan, you're the only frontal combatant in the squad."

"After the orcs rushed out of the trap, you immediately entangled it and delayed, don't be in love, pay attention to wait for my signal."

Sarean: "No problem. ”

Wen Lesa continued to assign tasks: "Luo Ning, you stay in the rear and prepare a wide range of spells that you are best at, and release them as soon as you see the signal. ”

"In order not to attract unnecessary ideas, compress the range as much as possible to increase the power."

Luo Ning looked a little nervous, clenched the staff in his hand and nodded heavily: "Okay, leave it to me." ”

"Last ......"

Wen Lesa looked at Valeera: "Valeera, if there is a fish that Salam failed to stop, it will be handed over to you to control." ”

"Don't be obsessed with killing, just don't let them hit the back row directly."

Valera gestured to receive it, and then disappeared into the shadows.

Wen Lesa took a deep breath: "Be ready, wait for the orcs to step on the trap and act immediately, and never let any of them go." ”

……

When Winresa set up the ambush, the orc team that Valera had observed was unhurriedly approaching the place where the red dragon fell.

Since the Hammer Dwarves joined the alliance and brought a large number of griffon knights, the Dragonthroat Clan, which was once invincible in the aerial battlefield, finally met its opponents.

A single griffon knight is no match for the Red Dragon, but it can't stop them from being numerous.

Alekstaza, under the pressure of Necrus using the dragon's soul, constantly mates with his eldest mate, Tyranistaz, to lay eggs.

However, the low fertility rate of the dragons limits the number of red dragon mounts, and no amount of urging by Necrus can help.

When the Griffin Knight joins the battlefield, every now and then a red dragon will be shot down from the sky.

The vitality of the red dragon is very strong, and there is still a high probability of surviving after falling from the sky, and it only takes a short period of cultivation to return to the battlefield.

It is not surprising that the fleet of Kul Tiras was escorted by griffon knights.

Ever since Prince Derek Prodmoor was destroyed by the Red Dragon Flame along with the First Fleet of Kurtilas, the Coalition has strengthened its navy's air defenses and will have a certain number of griffon knights on its warships at any time.

As early as when the Red Dragon Knight was dispatched, the Dragonthroat Clan was prepared accordingly, and sent rescuers as soon as they saw the Red Dragon fall to the ground from a distance.

This is not the first time this kind of routine has happened, and the eight orcs are quite relaxed during the unhurried march, and there are jokes along the way.

Most of the orcs who have drunk the blood of demons are short-tempered, resulting in a very loose military discipline of the tribe.

It's not uncommon for this kind of marching to be fished and farted, and even Orgrim is used to it.

At least, they didn't get their heads burned by demonic blood and fight each other.

It's been several years since the orcs invaded Azeroth, from the initial excitement of finding a new world, to the anxiety of the war stall, to the current passivity.

The effect of the demon's blood faded over time, and more and more orcs felt powerless and exhausted.

Orgrim discovered this phenomenon, and it was one of the main factors that prompted him to make the decision to withdraw to the Stormwind Kingdom.

As the loose team of 8 people enters the ambush circle, the first trap set by Valeera is triggered.

This trap is simple, nothing more than spreading a large number of leaves on the swamp floor, which can be easily spotted if you look closely.

But these inattentive orcs stepped on it, and the two unfortunate ones who were in the front of the way immediately fell into the swamp quagmire, waving their arms in panic and shouting loudly.

If you accidentally fall into a swamp, the best way is to flatten your body to increase buoyancy, and stand still and wait for help from your companions.

The more you struggle, the faster you sink.

Just as the other orcs panicked to pull their companions out of the swamp, they unconsciously triggered Valeera's second trap.

"Poof~"

The diluted paralyzing poison exploded from the ground in the form of smoke, and the orcs who inhaled it coughed violently out of the smoke range, and their mobility was temporarily affected by the paralyzing poison.

The panicked orcs fled into range of Sarjan's attack, and an afterimage rushed out of the grass by the side of the road.

Before the orc who was running at the front could react, the snow light sword light cut off his head.

"Enemy attack!"

The orc Ulala shouted in an incomprehensible voice, and Sarjan raised his shield in front of him, shook off the blood stained on his one-handed sword, and grinned at the remaining orcs with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"Sapples? Mommy Fake! ”