General Haas suddenly recognized the person in front of him and asked: "Are you the famous wanted criminal, the terrorist Rerson? What do you want to do with such a big battle?"

"Sure enough, someone recognizes me. It seems that I am quite famous." The middle-aged man Reyersson pointed to someone in the crowd and sneered: "Prince Aridon, you are welcome!"

Jin Di also sneered and continued: "Haha, don't come, we will be fine!"

Ryerson's face darkened, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

Whose naughty child is this? Can you please take it away? We are terrorists, not nursery school teachers!

Besides, is this how you use Bie Lai Wu Yao? Who did you learn this Chinese language from?

Ariden stepped forward, patted Jin Di on the head and said: "As expected of Tailan's teammate, he speaks with such momentum that he completely overwhelms the enemy."

He walked out of the crowd, turned to Ryerson and said, "Prince Aridon Perenold of Alterac is here. What advice can you give me when you are the unwelcome guest?"

Reyersson smiled sinisterly and said: "His Royal Highness has a distinguished status, and it is really condescending to be in such a messy and low-grade place. You might as well go to our place and have some fun."

"To put it nicely, isn't it just kidnapping?" Ariden laughed: "To actually try to kidnap the crown prince of a country in broad daylight in the city, how audacious!"

Drek'Thar secretly said to Thrall: "Don't expose it! If he knew that there was a young master of the Frostwolf clan in the crowd, it would be even more lively!"

"Of course we are bold, because we have nothing to lose!" Ryersson shouted angrily: "It is all because of your incompetence and incompetence of your Perenolde family that caused our alliance to suffer a disastrous defeat. We lost our land and dignity, and were reduced to the slaves of the tribe.

Slaves! It was you who killed Alterac and harmed the entire continent!"

Aridan retorted sternly: "Alterac is not dead, this country is still alive! It is still blooming with vitality in the face of difficulties!"

Ryersson's voice became louder and louder: "This is a country that is critically ill and dying, a country that is in need of improvement!"

Jin Di echoed: "There is indeed a lot of waste waiting to be used. You have brought more than a hundred wastes here, and you are still very happy?"

Rersson was completely angry. Does it mean that more than a hundred wastes are brought here to be happy? Who is this naughty kid’s Chinese teacher? I’ll beat him to death if I don’t!

"Shoot, kill this naughty kid! Kill all the orcs!" He ordered angrily: "Don't kill Aridon!"

At this time Thrall also yelled: "Protect Ariden and Jindi!"

There were more than twenty Frostwolf orcs in the tavern, and they were already gearing up. When they heard the young master's order, they all pounced on them like wolves and tigers.

Seeing this, the thugs armed with muskets opened fire one after another, and most of their shots were accurate. But the orcs were born to fight. They were all rough-skinned and thick-flesh. They could continue to fight as long as they were not hit in the vital parts. Only three or four were seriously injured.

Falling to the ground, the others closed the distance in an instant and dragged the gunmen into hand-to-hand combat.

Drek'Thar had already secretly chanted a spell to pray for the water element. He suddenly raised his hand to evoke a heavy fog, and the tavern was filled with fog for a while. The terrorists were afraid of accidentally injuring their teammates and Aridon, and they did not dare to shoot casually.

Already.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Reyersson hurriedly shouted out the door: "Backup!"

He said that there were nearly a hundred people ambushing outside the door. It was true. After calling out, dozens of terrorists came over to support them. However, they were all crowded outside the door. How could there be any room for them to stand in the bustling tavern? Humans were fighting hand-to-hand.

It's obviously not as good as the orcs in battle, but the thugs often suffer losses during the fight.

However, the terrorists were well-armed after all. Facing the unarmed orcs, they panicked for a while, but slowly stabilized their position.

There were more than a hundred customers in the tavern, but most of them panicked when they saw the terrorists. It was good that they didn't have a nervous breakdown and run away with their heads in their arms. So it was these twenty or so Frostwolf orcs who entered the battle. They had fewer enemies and more capabilities.

It is not easy to delay time.

Haas took advantage of the chaos and sneaked up to the second floor. He had a military flare gun in his hand. As long as he fired a flare on the roof, he could attract reinforcements. After all, this is the suburb of the capital of the Kingdom of Alterac. No matter how many terrorists there are, they can't be better than

More royal troops?

The moment he opened the window and took out the flare gun and almost succeeded in shooting, he was still confident in solving the terrorist attack, until——

A sharp knife was thrust into his vest!

The cold voice mocked him mercilessly: "The Alterac War God is nothing more than that, hahahaha."

The flare gun in Haas's hand fell weakly, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"You, you are Reyersson!"

"That's right, the person downstairs is our No. 2 cadre. He just looks like me and is my full-time stand-in!" Reyersson said with an evil smile: "I have been lying in wait here for a long time, just waiting for Ali to take the bait. Unexpectedly,

I didn’t catch the wolf cub, but I was expecting an old fox.”

"Damn it!" Haas wanted to shout a warning, but the knife seemed to have pierced the lungs. It was painful to breathe, so how could he shout?

All the heat seemed to be lost with the blood. He only felt that his body was getting colder and colder. He really wanted to fall asleep and enter a warm dream...

The battle downstairs gradually came to an end. The orc warriors were outnumbered and were knocked down one by one. Jindi chanted arcane missiles loudly and knocked down three terrorists, but he was still hit on the head by the fake Ryerson with a stick.

He passed out. During the chaos, Med'an was also caught and tied up by a fat terrorist.

Realizing that Ariden was missing in the chaos, the false Reyersson shouted anxiously: "Where is the Aridon? Hand him over, and you can all go home safely!"

"Hand him over!" The first ones to surrender weakly were a few humans. The Perenolde family was already unpopular in Alterac, and they naturally had no feelings for Aridon, so they wanted to hand him over to ensure their safety.

own peace.

At this time, Drek'Thar was hiding in a corner with Thrall and Aridon. Although the old blind man could not see anything, he still used a precise spell, quickly summoning the earth element and building a wall to block his side.

Three people stood behind.

"Boss, there's no sign of Aridon upstairs!"

“There’s no underground wine cellar either!”

"The kitchen inspection is complete, nothing!"

After hearing the report, fake Rerson shouted anxiously: "Aridon, if you don't come out, I will kill all the hostages one by one!"

Arridan was very anxious after hearing this, and struggled to break away Drek'Thar's hand that was holding his mouth. But the old orc's big hand was very strong, and he couldn't break it open.

Drek'Thar whispered: "Don't be ridiculous. If they capture you, the next step is to kill all the witnesses!"

Ariden stopped struggling when he thought it made sense.
Chapter completed!