For this mission, Kael'thas was only responsible for setting up the bridge. The specific mission plan was provided by Sharlayan, and the dragon clan headed by Krasus provided necessary assistance.
When the four members of the team gathered together to discuss the details of the plan, Krasus also welcomed two long-lost old friends on the Tower of Dragon Flame.
"Nosally, Isendre, long time no see, thank you for your help."
The bronze dragon princess Nosali transformed into a high elf with long pale golden hair.
Even by the standards of high elves, Nosali can be considered a top beauty, but the vertical pupils in her eyes are a bit scary.
The green dragon Isendre transformed into a green-haired night elf wearing an eyepatch. His appearance... was much worse than Nosali's. He had a middle-aged appearance and a pretty hot figure.
Krasus didn't know if he was being too preoccupied. He always felt that something was wrong with Isendre's state, and his mood seemed unstable.
Including Alecos, who arrived first, representatives of the four major dragon clans gathered here to discuss the final work of rescuing the Red Dragon Queen.
The special operations team is responsible for the first half of the work. The main goal is to find the dragon soul kept by the dragonmaw warlock Nekros and find a way to destroy it.
Once he learns that someone has sneaked into Grim Batol to try to rescue the Red Dragon Queen, Deathwing will definitely not sit idly by.
Mortals such as Sharlayan cannot compete with the powerful Deathwing. Only the dragons can defeat the dragons.
"I suggest."
Krasus said to the three of them with a serious expression: "Gather the three dragon kings to surprise Deathwing in Grim Batol and completely end the shame of this guardian dragon clan."
Nosali nodded without saying a word: "I agree, Nozdormu has been informed of this matter in advance, and he promised to show up at the right time."
Isendre's eyes flashed with confusion and ferocity from time to time, but because her eyes were covered by a blindfold, Krasus and others could not directly see the changes in her expression.
"Your Majesty Ysera is fine. I have contacted her through the Dream Gate. Your Majesty will arrive before the situation reaches the final stage."
Krasus turned his attention to Alecos, the veteran blue dragon who was lucky enough to survive the War of the Ancients and helplessly spread his hands.
"I will also inform His Majesty Malygos, but whether he will come...I can't guarantee it."
Krasus also knew that Malygos was in a state of madness and waking up at that time, and sighed regretfully: "I can understand, I hope the name Deathwing can awaken his consciousness from chaos."
Watching the three friends leave through the portal opened by Alecgos, Krasus' eyes stayed on Isendre's back for a moment longer.
'Is it my imagination? Let's ask the Queen after this matter is over.'
…
"Aha~"
A bearded elf with dwarf runes carved on his face jumped off the back of the gryphon, carelessly stepped on his feet and patted Luo Ning's shoulders heavily several times.
"Boy, I still remember you, you are Crassus' apprentice."
The dwarf looked at the four people present with some surprise: "Why, you are the only rookies on such an important task?"
This may sound harsh, but even Sarlayan, who has the most grumpy temper, has no complaints.
Falstad Wildhammer, one of the most famous heroes of the Wildhammer dwarves.
Since they were not familiar with each other, in order to avoid offending others, Sarlayan did not rashly activate the Eagle Eye technique to check.
Even so, he could feel the majestic momentum from Falstad as heavy as a mountain. He was a legendary hero. He was qualified to call the four people present as rookies.
This legendary hero will not be directly involved in this infiltration mission. He is only responsible for escorting the four-man team around the orcs' eyes and dealing with any unexpected situations that may be encountered along the way.
"No more nonsense."
After making a casual remark, Falstad slapped Luo Ning hard on the waist, knocking him staggering.
"Come on, find a gryphon knight you like to partner with, and let's set off now."
Kael'thas, who came to see him off, still maintained his grace and politely told Falstad: "Dragon Reaver, the four of them are begging you to deliver them safely to the door of Grim Batol.
"
"no problem!"
Falstad turned over and mounted the griffin, and gave Kael'thas a thumbs-up gesture in a carefree manner.
"Let Krasus remember his promise and deliver the agreed red dragon scales to Eagle's Nest Mountain after the mission. Our blacksmith can't wait."
Kael'thas smiled and nodded: "I will tell him. May the sun guide you."
…
This was Sarlayan's first close contact with a gryphon.
This large raptor has a very majestic appearance, and its unruly wildness is visible to the naked eye.
However, under the restraint of the Wildhammer dwarves, the wild griffins behaved very tamely and showed no resistance or hostility towards the new passengers on their backs.
The five gryphon knights took off one after another and soon reached their maximum flying speed.
Grim Batol is located southeast of the wetlands.
According to the intelligence provided by Vereesa, the main army of the tribe has now passed through the wetlands and is trudging through the snowy Dun Morogh region.
After capturing the Kingdom of Stormwind, the orc tribe went all the way north, but hit a wall in front of the gate of Ironforge, the capital of the Bronzebeard Dwarves.
Ironforge, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, has remained unbroken to this day.
Although the Bronzebeard dwarves defended Ironforge, they were unable to counterattack and could only rely on the food reserves in the city for support.
Falstad gloated and joked that the bronzebeard dwarves had even stopped producing their favorite thunder liquor, and all the food was supplied to the people and defenders in the city.
The drunkenness of the dwarves has long spread throughout the Eastern Kingdoms.
Even during the mission, the Wildhammer dwarves headed by Falstad would take out their wine bags and "sip" from time to time.
After listening to Sarlayan's heartfelt narration, Danmaku couldn't help but complain.
[God damn, have a drink. The wine they drank along the way is enough to bring down most people, right? 】
[Calm down, there is no distillation technology in this era, so the so-called spirits are just like that.]
[If you feed these dwarves a bottle of vodka, they will be drunk on the spot within minutes.]
[Fuck, no mole, let’s make some jokes.]
[Don’t make a fuss yet, just what you said... I thought of a business that can make Sarlayan rich. 】
[Come on, is brewing another essential skill for time travellers? It’s so cliche.]
[Being old-fashioned doesn’t mean it’s not easy to use. It makes money and is not shabby.]
【It's so shabby, so shabby, my legs and feet are weak and I can't kneel down (Bible chant)】
【Do you want to stand still and make money? 】
[Nima, it’s starting again, why haven’t you applied for World Heritage status? 】
Due to their previous experience of riding dragon eagles, Sharlayan, Valeela and Vereesa quickly adapted to flying mounts like griffins.
Luo Ning was not so calm.
In the past, when he went out with Krasus, he would teleport back and forth, and he would rarely use griffins.
"Ugh~"
Ronin spit out a rainbow in mid-air, much to the disgust of the Wildhammer dwarf responsible for riding him.
"Boy, don't spit on the gryphon's feathers. It will be very troublesome to take care of."
The three of Sarlayan were a little speechless about this. In line with the high elf's reserve and etiquette, they did not ridicule.
Falstad laughed mercilessly: "Luo Ning, you still have a long way to go before you want to be a hero. You should first learn how not to vomit when riding, hahahaha!"