Two orc wolf cavalry suddenly appeared not far from Prell, shouting in surprise: "He is still alive!" Prell smiled tiredly: "Yes, I am still alive!"
The wolf cavalry respectfully invited Prell to sit on the frost wolf mount and happily ran towards the depths of the forest. Snu was originally taking care of Belga, who was still unconscious, but learned that Prell was behind the scenes in person. This usually silent and low-key dog-headed man
The human mage suddenly rushed back.
Lexa stopped him and wanted to say something, but seeing the look in Snu's eyes, the strong man was silent for a while, and walked back with Snu.
So Thrall also sent a wolf cavalry detachment to search everywhere. They had to determine whether Prell was safe.
Just now, several night elf hippogryph knights and raptor druids who took off had discovered that the undead army had withdrawn from the edge of the trench formed by the huge explosion and occupied the original coalition camp.
The wolf cavalry led Prell and quickly found Grom Hellscream, who also followed. The orc man slapped his strong chest: "Salute to you, Chief Prell!"
Prell smiled and jumped off the Frostwolf mount. The two wolf cavalry made a military salute and immediately went to notify other teams searching for Prell.
Grom guided Prell to continue moving forward. On the way, Thrall, Rexxar, Snu and others also rushed over. Seeing that Prell was unharmed, Snu finally felt relieved.
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He was not sure whether his twin brother Belga could survive. Even after receiving treatment from Prell, Belga was still in a coma.
Unlike Belga, who is somewhat naive, Snu has always been a silent kobold. After awakening his bloodline, he has wisdom far beyond that of ordinary kobolds. Over the years, he has followed Prell to fight everywhere and come into contact with different intelligent creatures of various races.
, coupled with holding an important position in the Kingdom of Thresh, Snu has become more mature.
He knew that the current Kingdom of Thresh actually belonged to Prell alone. Prell was the only representative of this new small force. I am afraid that no one else has the leadership ability of Prell to bring Thresh to the throne.
The people of several different ethnic clans of the kingdom united together.
If Prell had made a mistake, and with Snu's intuition and knowledge, I am afraid that the Kingdom of Thresh would have lost its cohesion due to the death of its supreme leader, and would eventually become a mess again.
So Snoo regards Prell's safety more important than anyone else, because Prell represents the hope of the kobold group and even the Kingdom of Thresh, and only Prell can lead the entire group to continue to change and move forward.
With.
Rexxar patted Prell gently on the shoulder. As a hybrid of an orc and an ogre, Rexxar's identity and status among the orcs was awkward. Many orcs knew that he was a powerful warrior, but he still could not stop the traditional
The discrimination against him by the orcs.
But he gained enough respect and friendship in the Kingdom of Thresh, which Rexxar could not get from the orcs. So Rexxar, like Snur, was also concerned about Prell's safety.
At near dusk, Prell and his party finally caught up with the large army. Under the leadership of Kane, Bloodhoof, Jaina, Lao Chen, etc., the remaining coalition forces stopped at the abandoned night elf village.
This is a typical night elf-style village, with wooden houses and tree houses hidden in the forest, and a stream flowing through the middle of the village.
The tired coalition soldiers staggered and leaned against the big trees. They did not enter those empty houses. This was the military discipline that the coalition leaders repeatedly emphasized.
In this hasty evacuation, the coalition forces lost almost all their tents and a large amount of supplies. The only good news is that the Thresh Kingdom and the indigenous coalition forces who retreated first took away as much food as possible. At least the soldiers would not suffer
Hungry.
The wounded were gathered together regardless of race or clan, and all the shamans, druids and mages came together to treat the wounded as much as possible.
Prell saw Marcus again, this handsome blond paladin with tattered armor. He had obviously experienced a tough fight. Behind him, there was a group of harpy shamans from the Witch Wing.
The two major clans of Bloodrage, including the Bloodrage Harpies of Thresh Kingdom.
Marcus was using the Holy Light to treat the wounded. He looked very tired, and rarely, he was not flirting with the Yingying Yanyan harpy like what Prell had seen before.
There is a troll warrior who is being pinned to the ground by several companions. His eyes have changed from red to half gray. One of his fangs has been broken. His lower back has been bitten by a ghoul, leaving constant wounds.
Covered with black blood, his whole body was twitching and roaring.
Marcus took a look and shook his head. There was nothing he could do. If it weren't for the troll's powerful regeneration ability, I'm afraid this troll warrior would have been infected by the ghoul and turned into a new ghoul.
Prell quickly ran over, inspected it carefully, raised his hand and cast an "Exorcism", and read a "Flash of Holy Light" for the troll tactics, and said to one of his companions: "Burn the dagger."
Boil hot water for two minutes and cut off the rotten flesh on his back. He is fine now!"
The troll warrior's eyes had changed back to their original color, their light red eyes rolled, they no longer roared in pain, and their bodies softened.
The troll soldiers gratefully saluted Prell, and then followed his instructions to boil water. Prell thought for a moment and said, "Let him drink more hot water and eat some porridge for dinner first!"
Marcus came over: "Dear Chief, I am also a believer in the Holy Light. I have a little doubt, why is my Holy Light far inferior to yours? It's because my faith is not pious enough, so my Holy Light
Isn’t the power strong enough?”
Prell shrugged. He didn't know why, but he guessed that this might be one of the invisible benefits given to him by the system, so he said: "Don't doubt the Holy Light, you will become stronger one day!"
Marcus nodded: "Thank you for your teaching!" Prell thought to himself, what did I teach you? I would like to ask you for advice on how to pick up girls, the Cannon King of Azeroth!
After walking around the wounded barracks, Prell discovered that the vast majority of the wounded were minor injuries, and all the seriously injured were trolls. The racial talent of the trolls regenerated, making their vitality more powerful and tenacious.
, so I can persist until now.
Grom Hellscream led a group of orc soldiers out of the distant forest. He was carrying a poor rabbit: "The big explosion scared too many animals, and our prey is pitiful. Chief Prell
, this rabbit is for you!”
Prell took it and handed it to a jackal behind him: "Send it to the wounded soldiers camp and let the injured soldiers drink some fresh broth."
The gnoll guard was about to leave when Grom stopped him: "We have caught some other prey, let's take them with us!"
The food that Prell brought out was mainly dry bread, bacon, etc. The cooking technology in the world of Azeroth, or other than Pandaria, was not developed at all. Similarly, in Prell's opinion, the orcs' delicacies
It's also very crude.
Whether it is the Thresh Kingdom, the harpies, or the wild boars, the food delivered is basically coarse wheat bread and bacon, and Theramore humans are no exception, while the orcs mostly hunt smoked bacon in Ashenvale.
The food provided by the night elves is mainly bread, with very few vegetables, almost all of which are radishes.
After all, it was a war period, and time was too tight. It was already good to have a stutter. Prell had no complaints about this. In fact, all the soldiers did not complain.
When hundreds of large and small bonfires were set up in the forest and the soldiers had begun preparing dinner, a group of night elf hippogryph knights found the place by looking for the light of the fire.
They reported the news that Tyrande and Malfurion, leading nearly 10,000 night elf soldiers, finally passed through the northern tunnel of Timbermaw Fortress and reached the north of the Goldrinn Temple area.
As for the battle that took place outside the forest during the day, Tyrande and Malfurion were also aware of it. They decided to immediately continue along the northeastern mountains of the Goldrinn Temple area and rush to Nordrassil as early as possible.
To the west, lush woodlands are fortified.
Therefore, the two night elf leaders expressed their apologies to the coalition leaders. Time was urgent and they could not come to join the coalition forces.
The leaders of the coalition forces all expressed their understanding of this, and Prell asked for some more information, barely suppressing the night elves' original unhappiness.
It is said that the night elves army fought hard in Felwood, because the Burning Legion appeared in at least three areas. In the north of Felwood, the Burning Legion polluted several lakes, and a large number of forest animals, including the Werebears,
It has been mutated by contamination.
In the south of the forest, in the forest southeast of the Emerald Temple, a large army of undead gathered together and once wanted to rush into Ashenvale, but were stopped by the returning army led by Tyrande. Tyrande was also in that battle.
If Malfurion, who was awakened by her, and Illidan, who was released from his cell, had not joined forces to search for him, Tyrande might have completely disappeared.
It is precisely because of the large number of undead and demon legions in Felwood that hindered the advancement and gathering of the night elves' army. As a result, the Theramore humans, orcs, tauren, Thresh Kingdom and the indigenous coalition forces did not receive any support from the night elves.
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Prell was quite unhappy before. He felt that he and the other humans, orcs, tauren, etc. who came to help had suffered heavy losses, but the night elves remained motionless. They were simply using them as shields and cannon fodder, which was simply unbearable.
But after listening to the stories of the hippogryph knights, his unhappy mood was somewhat relieved. Even Tyrande, the commander of the army, was missing. One can imagine what the night elves experienced in Felwood.
Great war.
"What should we do next?" All the leaders of the coalition forces gathered together. Although the night elves' army had entered Mount Hyjal from Felwood and continued to rush to the World Tree without joining the coalition forces, Ma
Furion has sent a detachment to deliver a batch of food to the coalition forces and is on the way now.
Thrall looked at Prell and asked. This battle during the day was the most frustrating the coalition had fought since Azshara. He originally planned to lead the orcs to defend and counterattack, but found that facing Akko
Mond, they have no power to fight back.
Like Thrall, many coalition leaders are confused. The fear left by Archimonde is too profound.
"Wait!" Prell said briefly, noticing that Thrall and others did not seem to understand, so he said: "Our coalition forces need to rest and recuperate, and the next battle will be handed over to the night elves. Ten thousand years ago, they were able to
After repelling the Burning Legion, today, ten thousand years later, they can also repel the undead army and Archimonde.
So we just need to wait a few days and maybe there will be results!"
His words were not very convincing, but at least they comforted the leaders, so everyone decided that no matter what the situation was, the coalition forces first needed to rest for a while.