Stormwind God

Chapter 359 Strike East and West (4900 Monthly Ticket)

Night, quiet, peaceful, restful night.

The forest that had been completely burned was as quiet as a grave where everything could be buried.

With the last spark extinguished in the forest, the blazing heat between heaven and earth finally came to an end.

Just on the bluestone road between two huge woods, a team of human sentries was stationed at the intersection. They have a very standard security system, enough fires to expand the horizon, and light or dark sentry posts.

However, outside the shadow of the bonfire, some huge but completely silent shadows sneaked into their alert range.

They slowed down, taking every step carefully on the ground covered with blackened carbonized bark, their hands holding various weapons tightly to avoid the sound of collisions as they moved.

Obviously, their worries are unnecessary.

Humans are far less sensitive than their long-eared allies, the elves.

The earth was pitch black, except for occasional beams of cool moonlight cast through gaps in the dense clouds.

The light fell on the ground, creating a strange scene.

Darkness is a very fatal thing to humans, but it is nothing to trolls. Years of walking through the forest gave trolls the talent of [dark vision].

No, it should be said that as the night elves of the mutant branch of the dark trolls 14,000 years ago, their talents were inherited from the trolls.

At this moment, the pupils of the troll dilated, so that the darkness was swept away-every detail in the burned forest was perfect.

Facing these humans who destroy the forest, the trolls have great anger.

Therefore, when they shot, all they threw were spears filled with fury.

Almost instantly, a scouting team of twelve people completely disappeared from this world.

For three days, relying on the fire to block the tribe's way forward, the rescue force led by Duke narrowed the distance between them and the tribe's army to 120 kilometers.

This is already a fairly sensitive distance. If you march desperately, you can kill them in half a day.

At this time, Duke lost the trace of the tribal army.

It wasn't that Orgrim's army was playing the game of disappearing, but that Duke had all the scouts sent by Stratholme killed. Not only did the scouts get killed, but even the 5 FFF flamethrower teams that Duke asked Markaro to send out were all killed.

Duke's face was livid.

Things to shake Duke and Aurelia are yet to come.

Clearly aware that the whereabouts of his army had been exposed, Orgrim simply played a very beautiful intelligence suppression. Not only did he send Zul'jin's army of trolls hunting human and elf scouts everywhere. He also had Zuluhed's dragoons attack all human settlements in the area.

You must know that this area is far from the Eastern Plagueland that was completely destroyed in later generations, not only was there no grass, but it was also full of plague and death. As the rear area of ​​the Kingdom of Lordaeron, it is still an important food producing area for Lordaeron.

With most of the combat power being transferred to defend the border of Silverpine Forest, the Stratholme area, which was originally the rear area, was really empty. Many towns can't even make up a team of archers. Not to mention dealing with the red dragon flying around in the sky and breathing fire.

For a while, Chengcheng was in danger.

Nobles from Maris Farm, Darrowshire, Stratholme and other places asked for help from Lordaeron. King Terenas, who was under great pressure, immediately threw piles of letters full of orders to Duke.

It made Duke almost want to die when he saw the magic message.

"Orgrim wants to fight Stratholme?" Windsor asked.

"No, it's just a cover-up." Duke was absolutely sure: "If Orgrim dares to attack any human city before he hits Quel'Thalas, I bet the troll leader Zu'jin will take his people out .”

"The problem is, no king of the alliance knows the trolls like you do, even who the leader of the trolls is. In other words, they know that you are right, but because of the pressure from below, they have to put pressure on you .”

Duke couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Reggie, now you know that the position of deputy commander of the alliance is not easy?"

Windsor nodded.

"I have to admit that Orgrim's move is too beautiful. Now the group of egomaniacs in the Silvermoon Council firmly believe that the Horde is going to clean up Lordaeron's city. And Lordaeron wants the Horde to get out of here and beat the elves. Or jumping into the sea or something, as long as you don't hang around on their land."

"In other words, we can only count on the two ladies of Windrunner?"

"Yes, let's camp."

With fewer troops than the Horde, Duke dared not venture forward at all. He's a little guy, it's okay to play with the elves and attack the tribe before and after. Once ambushed and plunged into chaos, the destruction is a matter of minutes.

He can't afford to gamble.

the other side……

"In the name of Silver Moon, where are they?" Alleria ran in the forest with a long rapier in her hand, and the flapping of leaves and branches made her figure a bit blurred.

The few rangers have spread out in a fan shape to expand the scope of investigation.

However, when Alleria knew that her enemies had trolls, she hoped that they would not break into the encirclement of any trolls. She hoped that she or Cirvanas would find these hateful green skins first.

Alleria was confused again.

Both her reason and her heart told her that Duke's deduction was correct. In fact, it was Alleria who obeyed and obeyed his arrangement, so she searched for the tribe here and there.

On the other hand, she couldn't help thinking that if she hadn't come to ask for help, then when the orcs and trolls arrived in Eversong Forest, she would be able to face the intruders with her family and her compatriots. Fight evil together.

This is a very contradictory feeling.

She knew very well that Duke wanted her to separate from Quel'Thalas for some special reason, but she couldn't give up her country and compatriots.

After all, this is the land she has lived in and fought for thousands of years.

Alleria was extremely tangled.

At this time, she suddenly heard a whistle in the wind. It was her sister calling her.

Alleria hurried over.

It was a fork in the forest.

This is not a path made by people in the traditional sense, it is more like a trail dedicated to animals. Yet such trails hold special significance for trolls. Trolls like to use this fork in the road to announce something important.

Like this one now—that's a withered troll corpse hanging from a three-way intersection.

Obviously the hair color on the corpse is still shiny, and all the feathers and tooth ornaments on the body are very new, but this troll seems to have been drained of flesh and blood from its entire body.

"This is the former leader of a certain troll clan. He failed in some kind of leader election ceremony and was directly sacrificed to the evil god. Then, I found out that the entire clan of that clan had migrated, and the goal was to go north..."

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