Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 The military meeting of the alliance, Drunk Wind did not attend.

After all, as a foreign race, among the nine nations of the Alliance (the seven nations of mankind remove Alterac, plus the high elves, Wildhammer dwarves, and Bronzebeard dwarves), only Stormwind City is willing to believe in itself, so Drunk Wind simply doesn’t look for it. Uncomfortable-Lothar will tell himself the last thing he should know anyway.

　　 The end of this military meeting was beyond drunken imagination.

　　 While Drunk Wind was pulling Onyxia to try the dishes, Turalyon hurried into the tent, "Don't eat, Sir Lothar is looking for you!"

　　 Ignored the Black Dragon Princess with an expression of "I have escaped a disaster", Drunk Feng was a little lost and put down the plate, and followed Turalyon to Lothar's tent.

"I'm sorry, drunk wind... this shouldn't have troubled you, but for my plan, I must unite all possible forces." Lothar looked very tired. "Mankind countries all need rest, we can no longer let Orcs will burn the flames of war throughout this land, so we plan to take the initiative, so we need a good hand."

　　 "This is not a problem at all! The orcs are still a group of out-and-out spoilers. I will not tolerate them being so presumptuous in Azeroth!"

　　 "The orcs now?" Lothar found some subtext of Drunk Wind and frowned without leaving a trace.

　　 "The important thing is that this time I will bring Katrana, and there are some other issues to deal with." Drunk Wind did not reveal the true identity of Onyxia.

　　 "Yes." Lothar nodded. Although Onyxia’s plan was very vicious, it was not implemented after all, and she has sincerely helped the reconstruction of Stormwind City during this period of time, and even offered a fortune under the sign of drunken wind (qiao). With a small amount of funds, Lothar had some of the most basic trust in this Count Katrana Presto.

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　　 Grommash Hellscream first set foot on this alien land called Azeroth

　　In fact, Grommash is still a little unbelievable, Orgrim Doomhammer, the orc warchief, was actually defeated in battle!

As an absolute militant, Grommash is deeply incomprehensible about Orgrim’s superb martial arts but always accustomed to using his brain. The warrior’s recklessness is not for Grommash. Criticism, but glory, in his opinion, only enough recklessness can be enough to be decisive when charging. But this does not prevent Grommash's recognition of Orgrim's power.

　　 There is a stone fortress not far away, standing quietly on the hill. Grommash instinctively felt that it was used to monitor this dark gate.

　　 Actually, this Warsong clan chief's intuition is very accurate, and this watch fort is dedicated to staring at the Dark Portal.

　　 Grommash felt that his body was about to rust. When I opened the Dark Portal last time, although I took the lead to drink the blood of the devil, at Gul'dan's request, I stayed behind Draenor's seat. Countless strong warsong warriors watched the warriors of the Blackrock clan leave Draenor through the dark gate to find a new living space for the orcs.

Now Orgrim has failed, and Gul'dan has only one skull left-thinking that a few days ago, Ner'zhul asked himself to grab it from the chief of the Bonechewer Clan Halkan Skullcracker The skull of Gul'dan, a very ironic ridicule appeared at the corner of Gromash's mouth.

　　 Look, this is the result of only playing tricks! Always thinking that he could control the heart and manipulate everything, but he died inexplicably, Gul'dan didn't know what true glory was, let alone what true power was.

　　 So, he only has a bare skull left to be used as a spellcasting prop!

　　 But the next moment, Grommash couldn't laugh.

　　 The human coalition forces like a tide surged out of the Watch Fort and appeared in front of Gromash. He finally realized at this moment how difficult it is for Ner'zhul to ask himself to guard the Dark Portal. But he didn't feel the slightest dissatisfaction. On the contrary, he thought it was a supreme honor.

　　In fact, when the human coalition destroyed the Dark Portal for the first time, they found a dark shadow permeated here. Many mages, including Khadgar, Medivh’s apprentice, have explored this shadow, but they have found nothing.

　　 In desperation, the Alliance could only choose to build a watch fort to monitor the dark gate, and decided that before the shadows dissipated, the watch had to be filled with heavy troops.

Unfortunately, they didn’t know that this shadow was actually the first death knight masterpiece headed by Tyrone Gorefiend. They used their evil spells to create this darkness and successfully covered the dark gate at the beginning. Repair work.

　　 Now, the Dark Portal has stood up again, the huge figure can no longer conceal it, and the death knights simply dissipated the shadow.

In order to defend the forward position of the Dark Portal, Ner'zhul sent the most powerful warsong clan of the orcs and their chief, Grommash Hellscream~www.ltnovel.com~ and promised that the second batch will be Kiel. Reinforcement of the Blood Ring and Shattered Hand clans brought by Roger Deadeye and Kargath Bladefist.

　　 This is the first time Grommash has fought against humans, but he instinctively felt that the warriors who rushed over this time were all human elites, and their eyes were full of desire for victory and glory.

　　 "Then, I will give you glory!" Grommash clenched the legendary weapon Gorehowl in his hand, "Loc-tarogar!"

　　 "Blood and glory! For the tribe!"

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　　 When the main force of the alliance arrived, the elite of the Watch Fort had been fighting with the Warsong clan for three days, and both sides suffered heavy losses. Since there were no heroes in the Alliance, Gromash was unstoppable among the crowd.

Seeing Grommash marching in and out of the crowd with a **** roar, Anduin Lothar couldn't restrain his anger, and took the initiative to drew the sword of the great royal knight that had just been recast, and he wanted to charge. .

　　 Unexpectedly, Zuifeng stopped him.

　　 "You old bone, let me rest, I'll come!"

"The flying dragon is in the sky!" Drunk Wind released the words of the mist, brought the breath of the wind and thunder, appeared in front of Grommash Hellscream, and blocked the way of the warsong chief, "Come and fight, Orcs!"

　　 Obviously, Grommash discovered that the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him was not a human. Although he did not understand what Drunk said, what else was there to challenge the enemies in this battlefield?

"Finally came a decent one." Grommash twisted his neck, "Come on, fat man, come and taste the **** roar~www.ltnovel.com~ Welcome to read the latest, fastest, The hottest serial works are all at ~www.ltnovel.com~ mobile users, please go to read.