Prell breathed a sigh of relief. At least Thrall and Jaina were sane and could sit down and negotiate together. This was a good thing.
So he said: "Then, I think you two can put down your weapons temporarily!" Thrall immediately hung the war hammer on his waist again, patted the frost wolf Snow Song beside him, and the giant wolf slowly ran back
After entering the formation, Thrall waved his hand, and the orc warriors not far away put down their weapons.
Jaina hesitated, waved her staff, and withdrew the two giant water elements she had summoned. Behind her, the human cavalry also jumped off their horses.
"I think all the intelligent races in the continent of Kalimdor should unite to fight against powerful enemies. I will contact Cairne, War Chief Bloodhoof and the leaders of the night elves, and invite all those who are interested in standing with us.
leaders of indigenous races.
But before that, I think Ms. Jaina, you should return to Theramore Camp first, restrain your men, and not attack the orcs and trolls who appear there. And I suggest that you pay close attention to the Eastern Kingdom continent,
According to my guess, perhaps Archimonde's army is already on its way to the continent of Kalimdor."
Jaina snorted coldly, not to Prell, but to Thrall, and she said: "I will!" The reason why she was willing to stand in front of Prell and listen to a kobold,
Just for the prophet's sake.
"In half a month at most, I think representatives of all the indigenous races and forces in Kalimdor who are willing to stand with us will gather together to discuss how to deal with the enemies who threaten and want to destroy our world!"
"So, please take your army back to Dustwallow Swamp and make all preparations as soon as possible!" Prell said. Since Medivh has left his hand, he feels that he has to do the task of connecting all the forces in the middle.
Come and do it.
Jaina was silent for a while. She felt that Prell's suggestion was not bad. At least one thing was that she would personally investigate the situation on the Eastern Kingdom continent.
So she returned to her army, Jaina said something to her men, and saw the human warriors leaving angrily, not forgetting to cast angry and hateful looks at the orcs before leaving.
Thrall gave a bitter smile and said: "Next we have to rush to Ashenvale to meet Brother Grom!" Prell nodded: "If Grom Hellscream insists on cutting down the forest, I hope
You can stop him!" Thrall nodded.
So the group passed through the Forgotten Pool Oasis and continued to go north. Near Ghost Mist Peak, Sal stared at the mountain peaks shrouded in dim gray clouds and frowned: "There seems to be some evil hiding there.
Creatures that make me feel very uncomfortable!"
Prell narrowed his eyes: "The anomaly there has existed for many years, but as long as we don't get close to the mountain, there is no danger. Maybe we can go on an adventure in the future, but not now."
Across Ghost Mist Peak, in the east of Waterless Ridge, the wolf cavalry scouts sent by Thrall suddenly discovered the situation, so the orcs immediately assumed a fighting posture. Prell quickly said: "Don't worry, those are from the Witchwing clan.
Harpies, they sent some food as I requested."
Seeing at least two hundred harpies appearing, each carrying a bag of grain, they flew over in a dark mass. The enchanting harpy in the lead respected Prell's attitude. For the first time, Sal felt that maybe
It may not be unreasonable for the prophet to choose this so-called holy light kobold to continue to guide him.
The harpies looked curiously at this small and sturdy orc army. When Prell noticed that they were looking at the orc warriors with more and more "unkindness" in their eyes, he quickly led Thrall to move forward.
Thrall asked curiously: "Are these harpies hostile to us? I noticed that the way they looked at us seemed to be filled with some kind of... How should I put it? It feels like they always want to pounce on us!"
Prell laughed, and then explained the customs of the harpy. Sal suddenly blushed. He thought it was a bit incredible. According to the culture of the orcs, the harpy can be said to be an extremely lewd and even despicable person.
Race.
He looked at Prell, and then at the green-feathered Lestalen who had been following him. He seemed to have something to say, but the good education he had received still prevented him from continuing to speak.
Continuing from the grassland in the eastern part of Wushui Ridge to the north, they passed through an open mountain pass. From the increasingly lush grassland forests in the northern barren land, the group officially entered the Ashen Valley.
Thrall had sent out all his wolf cavalry teams to search for news about Grom Hellscream. Then they found traces of battle to the east of the forest road, which made Prell and Thrall
Everyone started to worry.
Thrall is a very diligent and open-minded and inquisitive leader. Along the way, he has been inquiring about the night elves, Ashenvale and even Mount Hyjal. Prell did not hide much from him and told him what he knew.
Some news was given to Sal.
Following the traces of the battle, the group exited the forest road and entered the jungle to the east of the road. On the afternoon of the third day, they finally discovered the whereabouts of the orcs.
The sound of fighting came from a small forest lake not far away. The wolf cavalry took the lead in discovering the situation there and quickly reported to Thrall.
So when Thrall, Prell and others rushed over, they saw a group of orcs besieging dozens of night elf female sentries. There were also several dryads on the night elf side, led by a male night elf druid.
Next, assisting the sentries in confronting the orc warriors.
He is still an acquaintance! Prell took a look and said to Sal: "Please order your tribe to stop. I think there must be some misunderstanding in this!" Sal nodded and was about to shout, when someone from the opposite side
The leading orc saw Thrall and his party first.
He shouted excitedly: "Thall, my brother, respected warchief, you came just in time to kill all these damn creatures!" He was wearing a dark yellow plate armor stitched with thick leather, and his hands
Holding a huge black battle ax, he roared, jumped up, and struck a tree demon fiercely.
The tree demon couldn't dodge and was about to be split in half by his axe. Prell was so anxious that he flew forward and threw a warhammer condensed with holy light.
So this tough and wild orc warrior slowed down his movements. He was the first target that was not knocked unconscious by Prell's "Hammer of Punishment". Although his movements were only slightly stagnant, he saved the tree.
The life of the demon.
The dryad jumped back nimbly, dodging this powerful and heavy blow. The orc shouted: "Damn it, Thrall, what does this little thing do? Why do you want to stop my attack? He is not ours.
Friend right?"
Thrall had already mounted Snow Song and rushed over. He shouted loudly: "My brother Grom, please suspend the attack by your men. I have something to say!"
Prell also shouted to the night elf druid: "Mr. Vendinar Broadleaf, can you stop? I have something to say!"
The orc warrior who was not affected by Prell's "Hammer of Punishment" was Grom Hellscream, the leader of the Warsong clan. He was stunned for a moment, glared at Prell, then looked at Thrall, and raised the
The battle ax in hand: "Stop it!"
The orc warriors of the Warsong Clan under him all stopped obediently, and then stepped aside, still looking warily at the surrounded night elves.
Wendinar Kuoye gasped and looked at Prell: "These damn orcs! Mr. Prell, what do you have to say?" He did not ask the female sentries behind him to stop.
Rael saw a female sentry quickly set up her bow and arrow and shot an arrow at Grom.
Grom knocked the arrow away with his battle ax, roared angrily, and then looked at Thrall: "They didn't stop!" Prell had already jumped to the side of Wendinar Broadleaf, facing the female sentinel.
They shouted: "Stop it, I have something to say!"
But obviously not every female sentinel knew him, and some were still eager to try. Wendinar Kuoye glanced around, sighed, and shouted: "Stop, listen to Thresh
What does the great chief of the kingdom have to say!"
So the two warring parties finally suspended their attacks. Prell noticed that more than a dozen female sentries fell in a pool of blood, and seven or eight orc warriors fell to the ground after being shot by arrows.
He called over Belga and the two shamans, and began to rescue the wounded. Seeing Prell starting to treat people, Thrall also jumped off the frost wolf, squatted down, picked up one of them, and inserted seven or eight feathers into his back.
Orc warrior with arrow.
"He's still alive!" Thrall shouted in surprise. Prell came over, looked at it with his "eye of observation", reached out and pulled out all the arrows from the orc warrior, and then read to him continuously.
Two "Holy Light" spells and one "Flash of Holy Light" were added.
After a while, the orc warrior opened his eyes and murmured: "Ah, I'm not dead!" Grom Hellscream suddenly became happy. At first, he thought Prell's action of pulling out the arrow was real.
So rude, I couldn't help but want to give this hateful little ugly creature an axe.
But at this time, he felt that Prell was simply cuter than any other creature, so he quickly called to his men to pick up the orc warriors who were lying on the ground, and then looked at Prell expectantly.
Prell ignored his eager eyes and walked towards a female sentry who was supported by Belga. The female sentry had a huge wound on her shoulder blade. It was obvious that the orcs had cut it with a tomahawk after they got close.
.
Perhaps it was because she had just received the ax and she was still breathing extremely weakly. Prell read three Holy Light spells in succession, and then read a Flash of Holy Light. Then a group of people gathered around and discovered this female sentinel.
The bloody wound healed so quickly!
"Oh my God!" Grom exclaimed, and then he saw the angry eyes of Wendinar Kuoye, so he yelled: "If you don't accept it, come and fight!" Unfortunately, he used Orc language, Wendinar
.Broadleaf can’t understand.
According to the injuries of the wounded, Prell, Belga and others rescued a total of 11 people, including 4 female sentries, a dryad, and 6 orc warriors. As for the other wounded, Prell said there was nothing he could do because these people
All characteristics of life have been completely lost.