It has been two days since Mera, the daughter of the chieftain of Highmountain, returned to Thunder Bluff.
In the past two days, Bain took her to Orgrimmar, a rugged orc city, where he hunted and drank with a group of young orcs.
We also went to the human city of Baita Port, where Mera saw the gorgeous and rich cities of the human empire, ate many unique dishes, and visited the church of the Holy Light Church.
The last two young tauren ran along the Shining Plains and went to the desert city of Gadgetzan, where Mera witnessed a crazy midnight fight. It was also that night that the pure daughter of the chieftain lost her first kiss.
Even in Bain, he had the heart but not the courage, but in the end he still didn't dare to cross the last taboo line.
However, Mera did not dislike her enthusiastic and brave peer. Before leaving Gadgetzan, Bain used the money he had saved to help Mera and the High Mountain clan hire a 3,000-man Centaur war group.
It is a war group composed of centaur warriors who escaped from the war between the undead and centaurs in the Barrens. The leader is said to be a centaur shaman loyal to a certain human noble. It can be regarded as a war group with a semi-official background.
group.
The price of this war group was very high, but Bain, who had witnessed the ferocious fighting power of the centaurs on the battlefield of Silithus, knew that the price was actually worth it, and by that time Bain had already known about his father Kane and Elder Blackhorn.
During the conversation, Meira was likely to become his future wife. Under such circumstances, Bain was very willing to spend money, anyway, to please his future wife.
Besides, if he and Meira really get married, they will definitely not be able to keep any of their private money.
Meera and Baine flew directly back to Thunder Bluff from Gadgetzan on the goblin airship. After Meera returned to Thunder Bluff, Elder Blackhorn had a private conversation with her.
This made Meira a little uneasy. The young girl thought that her close relationship with Bain was known to the elders. To be honest, Meira was ready to be reprimanded, but to her surprise, in this regard,
The always strict Elder Blackhorn did not say much about her ambiguous relationship with Bain this time.
"I met with the leaders of the orc tribe yesterday..."
Elder Black Horn was sitting by the warm hearth, drinking tea, and said to Meira in front of him:
"The orcs are in an alliance with the Bloodhoof clan, but the war between the night elves also involves them. It is said that some orc scum who have taken refuge with the demons are frantically instigating the relationship between the two clans, so the orcs cannot spare much military power to help us, but then
A great chief agreed to send a fleet to help us, which is an unexpected blessing."
"I will go to the Human Empire tomorrow, but we have no friendship with humans, so I don't have much confidence in this."
Elder Black Horn glanced at Meira, who had her head lowered, and said slowly:
"After I come back, we will set off back to High Mountain. This time our call for help was fruitful. There are 7,000 warriors from the Bloodhoof clan, plus the elves' watchers, the wither druids, and the orc fleet.
As well as the 3,000 centaur warriors Bain hired for you, the combination of these forces is enough to continue the poor battle situation of the Gaoling clan... But if we want to turn defeat into victory, relying on these forces is far from enough."
"Highmount requires some sacrifices... Meera, do you like Baine?"
This sudden question made the chief's daughter raise her head suddenly. Her smart eyes stared at the elder, but she quickly lowered her head again. The shy girl didn't know how to answer this question, but this attitude has changed.
Elder Black Horn understood Meira's answer, and he said with a smile:
"That's good... Since we don't hate each other, let's let it develop naturally. Chief Kane will go to Highmountain personally at a certain time to discuss your marriage with Bain with Chief Ulan. Your union will
Let the Bloodhoof clan and the Highmountain clan become truly reliable allies, and even future brothers... The Bloodhoof clan is a member of the orc tribe, and your marriage will also allow the Highmountain clan to naturally enter the orc tribe."
"We will get new, powerful allies outside the Broken Isles! This world is too big... The Highmountain clan can no longer protect itself on its own."
Elder Black Horn sighed with emotion and waved his hand:
"Go and rest, Meera, and say goodbye to Bain tomorrow. Oh, by the way, Bain will go to Highmountain to participate in the war as the warlord of the Bloodhoof clan. You will meet again soon, and this time, he
I have brought you to experience the world of Kalimdor, and next time, it is your turn to take him to visit our home."
Meera left the room obediently. The moment the door closed, Elder Heijiao, who was drinking tea silently, stared at the burning hearth in front of him. His eyes were changing, and the yellow snake pupils looked very strange under the light of the flames.
.
He did not tell the truth to Meira... He will not go to the Human Empire to ask for help tomorrow. It is impossible for humans to send troops to help the Tauren. This is inevitable, but Black Horn is indeed going to find reinforcements. Within the borders of the Human Empire, there are still
There is a special force...that is the force that Noire can call on for help.
But there was some hesitation in the elder's heart. He didn't know whether he should go. After all, he and the black dragons who were born after the ancient war were not real compatriots, and in the past ten thousand years, the two sides had not known each other at all.
We have contacted each other. This hasty meeting may bring a new force to the High Mountains, but it is also very likely to bring destruction to Blackhorn himself, who has been hidden for nearly ten thousand years.
"Compatriots..."
Elder Blackhorn turned to look out the window at the dusk scenery of Thunder Bluff. After a long silence, he finally made up his mind. He had lived alone in this world for nearly ten thousand years, and he did not intend to be alone anymore...
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Dustwallow Marsh, this damp and dark land, has been an inaccessible place for thousands of years. Apart from some poisonous insects and strange creatures, almost no civilized life has flourished here.
Even the nature-loving druids of the night elves are unwilling to go deep into this disgusting land.
Until the arrival of the Human Empire, King Garin Trolbane of the Kingdom of Stromgard took the ogre tribe here as a vassal of the kingdom. After providing the ogres with enough food and enjoyment, those ogres
Under the command of the empire's craftsmen, the stupid big guys picked up logging axes and various tools and began to continuously open up the depths of the swamp for the kingdom.
The civilians of the Kingdom of Stromgard followed behind this group of ogre pioneers, using flames to burn away the overgrown weeds and using mechanical tools to fill the disgusting puddles.
Under the guidance of the Imen, the natural environment was reshaped. With the efforts of the past few years, the border of the Kingdom of Stromgard was circularized and opened up hundreds of kilometers toward the swamp. On the reshaped land, 9
The town has gradually taken shape.
But this kind of effort is meaningless for the entire swamp. Human activities have weakened the area of the swamp, but it is less than one-twentieth of the swamp. If we continue at this rate, we will completely transform the entire Dustwallow Swamp. Storm
The people of the Kingdom of Gard estimate that it will take at least 60 years...
This struggle between "man and nature" has not had a fundamental impact on this land so far. However, in the deepest part of Dustwallow Swamp, on the edge of the inaccessible mountains, another group of life has occupied this place and started its own new life.
Life.
Black dragons, to be precise, are the last group of black dragons who escaped after the Blackstone Mountain in the eastern continent was attacked by the undead. They followed the last princess of the black dragon, Onyxia, a direct bloodline of Deathwing, and
The Human Empire has stood on the right side in several decisions. The final result is that the Human Empire accepted these homeless black dragons and regarded them as part of the empire.
Of course, it's the part that can't be trusted.
But in any case, the black dragons have found a new way of life under their wise leaders... They usually do not participate in any political activities of the empire, and cooperate with the empire on a mercenary basis. Occasionally, there are wars, such as the empire split between half and half.
Black dragon mercenaries were present in the westward march of the people, such as the war in Tanaris and the war in Silithus.
However, because the number is too small, the black dragons will not join the army in frontal combat. Under the control of Onyxia, whose alias is Countess Presto, the withered black dragon army and the empire get along fairly well.
, they can regularly obtain necessary living supplies, some magic materials, enough food for the young dragons to survive, and some enjoyment items from the empire.
In the deepest part of Dustwallow Swamp, the black dragons have also established their own stronghold. Of course, compared with human cities, this stronghold is a bit too wild. At least in the eyes of Elder Black Horn, his fellow black dragons are living a
A kind of life of caring for hair and drinking blood. Of course, for giant dragons, human civilization is not suitable for them. This kind of free and easy life is what they pursue.
"Tauren! This is not the place you should be, get out! I can pretend I didn't see you!"
A young dragon covered with black scales flapped its wings and landed in front of Black Horn from the dim sky. A trace of malice shone in the yellow snake eyes of this young dragon. According to the ferocious nature of the black dragon, it should have directly
Eat this transgressor, but according to the rules set by the powerful Princess Onyxia, it cannot do this.
The Black Dragon Princess uses her own power to protect the last group of black dragons in the world, but she is not a benevolent ruler. Of course, considering the current bad situation of the black dragons, the strength of the black dragon princess Onyxia and those who avoid the conflict between the black dragons and the empire
The emergence of rules is understandable.
Black Horn carefully observed the behemoth that was about 15 meters long in front of him. It had the black dragon's iconic black scales and the scorching flames entwined in the dragon's snout. However, the young dragon's horns had not really grown yet.
The slender dragon horns on the top of the head look more like an ornament than a symbol of majesty.
Facing the malicious intent of the black young dragon patrolling the border, Elder Blackhorn in the form of a high mountain tauren shook his head and said softly:
"Who rules this place?"
"Of course it's the powerful and majestic Black Dragon Princess Onyxia..."
The young black dragon said in a sinister tone:
"She manages us as humans, requires us to learn human culture and customs, and tries to integrate us into the human empire. It's really stupid. How can dragons live like humble humans... I heard that our great princess returned to herself
She took a human name and obtained an unimaginable noble title in the human empire. Bah! She has forgotten her true identity..."
"But why am I telling you this?"
A hint of ferocity flashed in the young dragon's eyes, and it stared at the black horn:
"Get out of here! Minotaur, otherwise I will have a delicious grilled steak today!"
"oh?"
Black Horn snorted playfully, moved his wrist, and said softly:
"Then let Onyxia come to see me! And, I hate your jokes!"
"Wow"
The next moment, the light of the magic transformation technique that had been fixed on the body for nearly ten thousand years with black horns shattered, and a behemoth with a body length of 35 meters appeared in front of the fierce young dragon like a hill. The poor child who was beaten by the strong wind was stunned.
He raised his head and looked at Heijiao's current state.
That is the posture of an adult black dragon that has reached its true prime. The streamlined body is covered with strong shield-shaped scales, and there is a series of black bone spurs on the back. On the head of this strange adult black dragon, there are 8 bone-white dragons.
The horns are smoothly arranged on both sides of Black Horn's forehead. Among the eight strong dragon horns, a triangular dragon horn protruding forward is the most gorgeous embellishment on the crown.
The pair of yellow snake eyes shined with a depth, but there was no violence and madness unique to the black dragons. The scorching shadow flames were entangled in the open teeth of the black horns. It tilted its head, as if looking at an insect.
, looking at the weak young dragon in front of him.
"Wow"
Two huge black wings unfolded at this moment, causing a more terrifying storm that beat the young dragon so hard that it couldn't open its eyes. Those sturdy wings seemed to block the only light in the swamp.
"Prince...another black dragon prince..."
The poor black baby dragon has been scared to death... The nine dragon horns with black horns like a crown have represented its identity. The dragon horns of this crown can only be derived from the orthodox dragon king bloodline, so this strange one in front of it
The black dragon... is probably the black dragon princess Onyxia's... whom I have never met before, brother?
"roll!"
The sound of the black horn was like thunder. It squatted on the ground, and the scorching flames dried the moist earth around it. It roared:
"Let my unknown sister...let Onyxia...come to me!"
The frightened baby dragon turned around and flew into the depths of the gathering place of the black dragon in the dust mud swamp. A few minutes later, with the roar of the stone door like dragon teeth at the bottom of the black dragon mountain, Ou, wearing a long black dress,
Under the protection of a group of heavily armed dragon guards, Nixia quickly walked out of the Black Dragon Mountain. In front of her eyes, the black dragons in the entire gathering place were alarmed.
They stood in human form on the Obsidian Square in front of Black Dragon Mountain, and the Black Dragon Prince, who had never appeared before, approached Onyxia step by step with the heavy steps of a giant dragon, 20 meters away from both sides.
At that place, Black Horn folded his huge wings, and in the light of the transformation technique, he transformed back into the original tauren image of Elder Black Horn.
He looked at Onyxia in front of him, and he discerned the aura of that beautiful sister, but to Black Horn's surprise, there was no aura of depravity in Onyxia...
Before Black Horn could speak, the iceberg-like Black Dragon Princess brushed her long hair and said coldly to Black Horn:
