Dealing with an entire dragon throat orc search and rescue team, this chain war caused by an unexpected encounter finally ended, and Sarian and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Sarjan's current strength, it is not difficult to knock out 8 orcs one by one with the cooperation of Valera, but the efficiency is definitely not as good as Luo Ning's big spell to clear the field.

Wetlands are enemy-occupied areas, and the longer the battle drags on, the greater the variables.

"Then here's the problem."

Salian looked at the huge dragon corpse in front of him in distress: "Such a big lump...... What should I do? ”

The mounts that have been matured by the Dragonthroat Orcs are all baby dragon sizes, but even baby dragons are much larger than the dragons that Salayen knew from the barrage.

In the Warcraft game mentioned by the barrage, the size of the mount changes according to the player's body shape, but the real world in which Salian lives is completely different.

This red dragon cub can swallow the Salian whole with a height of more than 180 with its mouth wide open, and it is entrenched in a mud pit like a small mountain.

With Sarean's strange powers, he can drag the tail of the red dragon to move, but where to hide such a large dragon corpse is the main problem that plagues the team.

Luo Ning also scratched his head in distress: "It is definitely not okay to be left here, once it is discovered by the dragon-throated orcs, they will inevitably raise Grimbaatar's vigilance, which will have a negative impact on our follow-up." ”

Valera glanced at the ranger Wenlesa, who is good at surviving in the wild: "Or, disintegrate on the spot?" ”

Wen Lesa smiled bitterly and shook her head: "It's not that easy, you have also seen how strong the dragon scales are, just peeling and removing the scales is a huge project, and we don't have that much time now." ”

Saljan looked up into the air, where Furstad's griffin squad was still battling the two scarred red dragons, and although they had clearly gained the upper hand, they were still some time away from being decided.

Valeera: "I really can't do it, I can only leave it here for now, and leave a message for Furstad next to the corpse, so that he can free his hands and help us deal with the follow-up problems." ”

Wen Lesa hesitated: "That's all we can do, we can't afford to delay too much time here." ”

"Wait!"

Since awakening the bloodline, Sarean's five senses have been greatly enhanced.

Before the long-eared Winresa and Valeera, Saljan heard the faint sound of treading water.

"Someone is approaching here...... Valeera. ”

Valera nodded knowingly: "I'll delay for a while, you guys go first." ”

"No...... Don't worry. ”

After turning on Eagle Eye, Wen Lesa followed Sarren's guidance and vaguely saw the appearance of the visitor.

"Judging by the armor style, it seems, it's human?"

……

"I'm the captain of the royal guard of Kul Tiras, the naval knight Cyrus, and a few allies who are?"

Confirming that the new alien army came from the Marines of the Kingdom of Kurtilas, Valera led them all the way to the dragon corpse.

Winlessa, Ronin, and Salian exchanged glances with each other, and at the same time showed a look of joy that they had finally caught the coolie.

"This ...... It's a long story. ”

As the titular leader of the team and the only human present, Ronin grinned and told Cyrus as briefly as possible.

"Secret mission......

Sellers wasn't too surprised by Ronin's answer, recalling the guess Dalin had made before he left.

'Your Majesty. ’

Knowing that the four of them still had a task to do, Cyrus readily took over the follow-up work of dealing with the dragon corpse.

"Leave it to us here, and may the four of you complete the task successfully."

Watching the four-person team accelerate towards the southeast of the wetland, Sellers thoughtfully touched the stubble on his chin.

"Southeast...... Grim Bato? ”

Probably guessing the target location of the four, Cyrus didn't say much, turned around and shouted and ordered the marines to transport the dragon corpse away as soon as possible.

After arranging the mission, Sellers handed over the follow-up to the adjutant and left the group to return to the coastline first.

"Ronin? Grimbaatar? ”

Knowing the general situation from Cyrus's mouth, Dalin's eyes twinkled and he looked into the depths of the wetland.

'I remember Ronin as Crassus' apprentice, could it be ......'

Cyrus is unclear about where the Red Dragon came from and why it would help the Tribe.

But a king-level high-ranking person like Dalin had already heard Crassus mention the reason, and he quickly guessed the true mission of this four-man team.

'If we can really rescue the Red Dragon Queen and use this to fight against the Red Dragon, the Horde's ships at sea will no longer have air cover, which is indeed a great thing for the Alliance. ’

Dai Lin's mind raced, and he gave up his original plan to return.

"On my order, the fleet will take a short rest and move south along the Palatine Gulf to shell the orc camps along the wetlands to attract their attention as much as possible!"

"Yes!"

With the help of the spells of the Tide Sages manipulating the currents, Dalin's flagship, the Sea King, nimbly turned around and led the small fleet to continue south.

"It's time for this long war to come to an end, those filthy greenskins will surely lose, and glory to the Alliance!"

"Glory to the Alliance!"

……

Sallian and the others were temporarily ignorant of Dalin's help.

In the terrible environment of the wetlands, the four-member team tried to find as dry a plot as possible, killing several waves of Dragonthroat scouts along the way, and finally arrived near the old capital that the Hammer Dwarves had abandoned long ago before it was dark.

On the way, Salian took the time to answer some questions raised by the barrage.

"Why the golden dragon scales? I don't know, since the day dragon scales appeared, their color has been like this. ”

After exiting Quel'Salas through the Salas Gate, the barrage fell silent for a long time.

It was during this time that Salian learned how to manifest dragon scales.

There is still a certain gap between the strength of Sarean's dragon scale defense and the previous red dragon, but this is mainly because he is not skilled enough in the control of dragon scales.

Something like dragon scales is not always able to maintain the highest defense.

After entering the battle, the dragon will instinctively harden and open the dragon scales, and the defense will reach its highest at this time.

At the end of the battle, the scales will regain softness and close again, and the defense will be greatly reduced.

After all, Salian is a half-person who has just awakened his bloodline, and he can't turn the opening and closing of dragon scales into his own instinct like a real dragon.

As for why dragon scales are golden...... To be honest, Salian himself is confused.

According to the guess of the barrage, his mother is either a red dragon or a green dragon.

The only of the five guardian dragons that has a golden touch is the bronze dragon, but according to the barrage, the color of their scales is not so bright, but close to earthy yellow.

[I can't figure it out, is it a genetic mutation like animal albinism?] 】

[Maybe, but it may also be another hidden story, let's leave Mongolia for the time being, and wait patiently for the follow-up decryption.] 】

Located on the border between the wetlands and the Norseron Highlands, Grimbaator is surrounded by complex terrain with mountains and valleys.

The Norser Heights are the original name of the Twilight Heights in the barrage, and were once the place where the Hammer Dwarves lived and worked in peace.

Even today, there are still some Hammer Dwarves who are reluctant to leave their homeland and are scattered throughout the Norseron Heights.

These Hammer Dwarves did not have the custom of domesticating griffins, and could only ride goats to fight guerrilla warfare against the invading Dragonthroat Orcs.

The great lords of the barbarian hammer dwarves have come many times to persuade them to relocate, but the dwarves are all stubborn and stubborn.

After much persuasion to no avail, the Hammer Dwarves of Hinterland did not bother to speak any further, and only occasionally rode griffons over to see how these people were doing, and offered some help as much as they could.

Standing on a high mountain in the southwest of Grimbaatar, Winlessa turned on her eagle eye to look into the distance, and it didn't take long for her brow to furrow in confusion.

"It's strange, this is obviously the base camp of the Dragon's Throat Orcs, why does the defense look so empty?"