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Volume 2: Travel Notes on the Eastern Kingdom Chapter 387: Don¡¯t do anything with women...

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    The Alliance declares war on the Horde!

    The first "bombshell" brought by King Saurfang has not yet dissipated. Before the tribal leaders present could react and roar, King Saurfang's voice rang in everyone's ears again.  :

    "In addition, the messenger sent by Queen Sylvanas of the Undercity, the death knight Asker*The Fallen, has arrived in Orgrimmar and brought a report that the 10,000 Forsaken vanguards had gone south four days ago, and the troops entered  Hillsbrad Foothills, while the rest of the troops are gathering and will be setting off soon.¡±

    After hesitating for a moment, King Saurfang carefully prepared his words before continuing with a blushing face: "The messenger from the Undercity also brought the original words of Queen Sylvanas"

    "Gentlemen of the tribe, your courage and courage really amaze me."

    After a dull sentence, there was no more content.

    Although King Saurfang's narration was definitely not lifelike, and even seemed a bit stiff and shy due to his emotions of shame and anger, everyone still clearly felt the banshee from those few calm words.  The King's unabashed sarcasm: sharp, caustic, and no mercy.

    For a moment, this simple taunt made all the leaders present turn red.  Of course, this does not include the sneering Magatha* Horrible Totem.

    Even across the vast endless sea, a vivid image still seemed to appear in front of the big bosses: Sylvanas Windrunner raised her chin high, with a mocking look on her delicate but cold face.  As well as the sneer on the corner of the mouth and the faint contempt in the eyes

    Speaking of which, this is in line with Her Majesty the Queen's cold, gloomy, proud and aloof temperament.

    No matter how much secrets are concealed, they can¡¯t stop countless hearts burning with the flames of gossip

    Several years have passed.  The ambiguous emotional entanglement between Lord Goode and Her Majesty the Queen of the Undercity is no longer just a vague rumor or speculation.  It is a tacit consensus that almost all of Azeroth has.

    And now.  Although everyone knew that Her Majesty the Queen was arrogant, and although everyone knew that it was Sylvanas who was furious because of Goode's disappearance, this taunt coupled with the Forgotten's preemptive action really hit home.  The weakness of Sal and others

    "You are worse than a woman."

    This is the subtext of Sylvanas Windrunner.

    After looking around at the uncertain or angry faces of the big guys around him, Sal sighed silently in his heart.

    Public opinion cannot be violated, especially when it comes to the two forbidden areas of men's face and the honor of the tribe.

    Even though Thrall was half sure before that he could rely on his own prestige to persuade all the tribes to temporarily endure negotiations with the Alliance and figure out the mastermind behind the conspiracy against the Alliance and the tribes this time, but because of these two successive  With the news and Sylvanas' light taunt, war is inevitable

    Get rid of the annoyance and dissatisfaction in your mind.  At this moment, Thrall, who had been advocating to temporarily stop fighting and recuperate over the years, finally showed in his eyes the fierce determination and tenacity that a tribal chief should have!

    Don¡¯t just be tough, it doesn¡¯t mean you have to be humble and show weakness everywhere!

    Since the Alliance wants war, then let him wish!

    Thrall was thinking quickly again, and what was lingering in his mind was no longer whether to fight, but how to fight.

    Either don¡¯t fight, or it will be a thunderous blow!

    "If the whole of Azeroth is not aware of the Horde's current tyrannical strength, it will not be able to deter those clowns who only know some cunning tricks.

    Where to open the battlefield to achieve miraculous effects, whether to advance with the entire army or to encircle on two sides, which march route to choose is the most appropriate, and how many troops to dispatch so as not to bring excessive logistical pressure but still be enough to achieve strategic goals

    But in a moment, a dozen sets of rough plans and related follow-up planning have been vaguely formed in Sal's mind.  Although this strategizing ability is only beginning to emerge, it is already no less than that of Orgrim Doomhammer, Anduin Lothar, and Jarod Shadowsong.  It is definitely a talent that today¡¯s Old Tang cannot match!

    "Everyone!"

    The young leader of the tribe quietly looked around at the heroes gathered around him, and slowly spoke in an unquestionable tone:

    "I hope your blades are still sharp."

    "The war has begun!"

    *********

    ¡°Huh~~~~huh~~¡±

    The biting cold wind carried snowflakes and ice flakes all over the sky.Sweeping across the vast ice sheet.  Looking around, there is not a single spark of life in the vast white sky and earth.

    In such weather with raging snow and howling cold wind, even those native and cold-resistant creatures would not be willing to leave their nests on such days and feel uncomfortable going out in the wind and snow.

    Dragon Bone Wilderness.

    Even in Northrend, where murder is everywhere, this place is definitely one of the most dangerous places in the eyes of the world.

    The unbearable cold, the raging snow, the brutal beasts and aborigines, and the tide-like spider demons in the underground world all of these are enough to scare people away.

    And a certain tauren who was the trigger for the war between the alliance tribes has been hanging out in this windy and snowy ghost place for a whole week.

    ?¡­

    Old Tang tightened his bearskin cloak tightly around his body and stood on the top of a small ice hill, leaning against one side of the cave wall and looking into the distance with a headache.  But it turned out that Old Tang did not have the talent to be a hunter.

    The ice and snow carried by the cold wind rendered the entire ice field the same color as the sky and the earth, and everything Old Tang could see was white.  Not to mention observing the general terrain to determine the location, in just this short period of time, Old Tang's eyes felt stinging and sour.

    "My balls hurt!"

    After rubbing his eyes that were blown by the cold wind, the depressed Old Tang angrily cursed the damn weather in a low voice, opened the partition made of mammoth skin, turned around and walked into the cave behind him.

    Along with Old Tang¡¯s movements, a cold wind blew into the relatively warm cave.  Let the temperature in the cave drop.  The originally burning bonfire was crackling and swaying.  A posture that seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

    He casually pulled out two piles of dried mammoth dung and threw them into the fire.  (In the barren ice fields where vegetation is rare, the excrement of these large creatures is the most common and most resistant combustible material after drying.) Endure the slightly pungent smell of burning grass stems and wood residue in the excrement  , against the backdrop of the renewed firelight, Old Tang, who was sitting leaning against the wall, frowned and focused his gaze on the petite figure huddled in the corner on the other side of the fire.

    Jaina Protimore!

    Another missing person in the Okaz Island incident.

    It¡¯s just that this powerful woman, great mage, and heroic master in Azeroth now lacks the grace and grace of the past.

    Although her voluptuous figure was tightly wrapped in two thick layers of animal skin cloak, she still looked bumpy, but her delicate body that trembled and twitched from time to time seemed to be trapped in a nightmare; her usually charming and white face looked a little dirty and golden at the moment.  His long hair was also disheveled and no longer as soft and bright as before; his eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and the expression of pain flashed from time to time on his face, as well as the faint moans and groans that reached Old Tang's ears.  .  It means that the blonde beauty who fell into a coma is obviously not feeling well at the moment

    In fact, the current situation of the Theramore mistress is indeed not optimistic.

    Old Tang suffered from ice, snow and cold wind for a week in Dragonblight, and Jaina was also in a coma for seven days and seven nights

    If it weren¡¯t for Old Tang¡¯s infusion of Holy Light three times a day and Jaina¡¯s heroic physique, this strong woman might have faded away long ago.

    To trace the source of this series of "ordeals", we have to start with the last retaliatory spell counterattack before the black dragon brothers and sisters evacuated from Okaz Island - the collapse of the earth.

    Just a second before countless boulders were about to bury Old Tang and the two of them, Gianna, who was hiding behind Old Tang, finally chanted the last syllable of her life-saving teleportation spell with great danger.  If things ended like this, the Okaz Island incident should have had a happy ending with no danger.

    pity.  Numerous accidents are enough to prove that Old Tang is definitely on Lady Luck¡¯s blacklist and Lady Doom¡¯s trump card

    At the moment when the portal was about to take shape, a stone came out of nowhere and hit Jaina on the head

    The stone is no bigger than a baby's fist.  Even if a mage's physique is generally poor, normally this amount of damage would be nothing to a great mage.  But it was such an immortal pebble that caused Jaina's chanting to deviate slightly at the last moment

    As we all know, casting spells is a delicate job.

    ??And magic involving space and time cannot tolerate even the slightest error.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Otherwise, the results may be very different.

    It is not impossible to be transported to an unknown plane or the twisting void, and it is not impossible to die on the spot with your head in a different place.  Complete?Not everyone has the "unbelievable" luck of that little dwarf Milhouse.

    The week-long ordeal between Tang and Jaina, and the outbreak of the war between the Horde and the Alliance, were ruined by this "one stone" mistake.

    With a mistake of one syllable, the other end of the portal directly changed from the bustling Theramore to the desolate Dragonblight

    It¡¯s unclear what exactly went wrong with the teleportation spell.

    Based on Old Tang¡¯s guesses when he had nothing to do these days, the last syllable is probably a certain link in the transmission point beacon data.  Just like the dps positioning system in the previous life entered the wrong longitude and latitude coordinates, the result was naturally the opposite.

    It stands to reason that Old Tang should be content that he was not involved in some unknown space rift, but he never expected that just a teleportation spell error would cause the surging magic power in Jaina's body to become riotous and disorderly, which directly led to this  The coma of Queen Theramore.

    The magic is in chaos.

    This is the only word that can be associated with the poor arcane knowledge in Old Tang's mind.

    This is not a flesh wound that can be solved with some herbs and a bandage. Even if Old Tang still works part-time as a day walker, he still can¡¯t cure it

    A chaotic area, a crisis-ridden situation, unarmed, even the magic backpack filled with various supplies has disappeared, and now there is a coma with a special identity  He scooped out a bowl of thick soup from the cauldron and drank it all in one gulp. A thought suddenly popped into the mind of Old Tang, who had been devastated:

    "Kaizi, Luo Ning, Jaina"

    "Do the mages from Dalaran all have hidden attributes that deceive their teammates?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

    ps: Please resume updating slowly~~~Although I don¡¯t know if anyone will still watch it. Although my moral integrity has long been forgotten, at least I can¡¯t be an unsound man~~

    These chapters can be regarded as adjusting the state and connecting the plot at the same time.  Next is the plot of the 1960s, which has changed a lot~~~
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