My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof looked at Grom Hellscream, who was rushing towards him. He rose up his last strength and wanted to meet the enemy in front of him-even though he thought his people should be safe. Now, but as a fighter, he still doesn't want to lose in a duel-even if he is doomed to fail, he wants to die heroically.

However, the tauren chieftain Kane Bloodhoof doesn't seem to have this chance—he hasn't met with Warsong chief Grom Hellscream for the last time, and he has encountered a sudden accident.

The bright double moon had already dissipated the haze of the night. In this bright moonlight, a black shadow flashed by, from the back of the tauren chief Kane Bloodhoof, and it showed through his chest— That is a sharp crossbow arrow.

"father!"

The young tauren Byrne Bloodhoof let out a heart-piercing roar, his hands trembling, and he rushed forward, but he suddenly reacted-if the crossbow arrow was shot/into his father's back , That means... the assassin of this raid is in... his camp?

Byrne Bloodhoof, the young tauren, thought of this, a shuddering cold spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body. He turned his head abruptly, and then saw the murderer of the assassination-a tauren with a dark skin. , Standing not far from the young tauren Byrne Bloodhoof—he held a short bow tightly in his hand, and the bowstring was still trembling slightly.

"Catch him! Catch him!"

Byrne, the young tauren? Bloodhoof pointed at the dark-skinned tauren and shouted at the chaotic tauren warriors with a scream.

The dark-skinned tauren with a short bow didn’t even have time to take a step, and was pushed to the ground by the tauren warriors who were swarming up—but the young Tauren Byrne? Bloodhoof was too late to deal with the traitor and murderer, he hurried. Hurriedly ran to his father.

Tauren Chief Kane? Bloodhoof lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the crossbow arrow that showed through his chest. Compared with his burly body, the point of the crossbow arrow looked a little insignificant.

However, the pitch-black point of the arrow indicates that this is more than just a crossbow arrow-Tauren Chief Kane? Bloodhoof found that the muscles in his chest, centered on the pointed point of the arrow, were rapidly turning black and becoming The range of black is also rapidly expanding.

Chief Grom? Hellscream of the Warsong clan didn't notice the changes in the Tauren Chief Kane? Bloodhoof, so he didn't stop his attack. Seeing that the opponent didn't react, he still slammed into the Tauren. Chief Kane? Bloodhoof slammed the opponent's powerful body backwards and flew out.

"father!"

The young tauren Byrne Bloodhoof had arrived. He rushed behind the tauren chief Kane Bloodhoof, and grabbed the body of his father who fell to the ground.

"Byrne... Byrne... here you are..."

Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof felt that he was weakened as never before. The battle axe in his hand had already fallen to the ground, leaving his weak and feeble body lying in his son's arms-Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof. Hoof stretched out his hand, trying to touch the face of his son Byrne Bloodhoof, but he only raised his arm a little bit, and then dropped weakly to the ground.

"What have you done! Robber!"

Byrne Bloodhoof, a young tauren, hugged his father tightly. He never thought that his father, who had always been tall and strong, would fall so weakly in his arms. He raised his head and looked at the one in front of him. The same tall orc, gritted his teeth and roared loudly, his eyes almost bursting with anger.

Chief Grom of the Warsong clan? Hellscream had already discovered the abnormality of his opponent at this time. He took a step forward, wanting to see clearly what happened to the Tauren Chief Kane? Bloodhoof.

"Go away, you dirty orc!"

The young tauren Byne Bloodhoof yelled loudly at the chief of the Warsong clan Grom Hellscream, even though he did not have any weapons in his hands, he was not afraid of this enemy, just for what happened to his father. And feel sad.

Chief Grom? Hellscream of the Warsong clan couldn't understand what the young tauren was talking about. He just felt that the tauren was probably the son of the old tauren who was fighting against him.

However, Grom Hellscream, the chief of the Warsong clan, is not very concerned about these things. He only cares about his own victory. He has been a little less hearty because of the physical exhaustion of his opponents, but now he is being taken by these tauren. Excuse me-Chief Grom Hellscream of the Warsong clan certainly saw the black crossbow arrows from the chest of the Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof-his warsong clan orcs rarely use bows and arrows, centaur warriors Although they are good at archery, their bows and arrows cannot be shot from behind the tauren anyway. Obviously, there is something wrong with the tauren.

The chieftain of the Warsong clan, Grom Hellscream, does not doubt this-he is not a fool. After the orcs inexplicably got the opportunity to attack Thunder Bluff tonight, he knew that there must be a traitor within the tauren. .(To be continued.)

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Of course, Warsong Clan Chief Grom Hellscream felt sorry for his opponent Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof, but he didn't think it was time for Warsong Clan to stop attacking.

Before the one-on-one duel, there was an agreement between Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof and Warsong Chief Grom Hellscream. Warsong Chief Grom Hellscream agreed to Tauren Chief Kane? If Bloodhoof loses the duel, he will withdraw his troops from Thunder Bluff and stop attacking these tauren.

But now the tauren chieftain Kane Bloodhoof was conspired to lose the duel in the tauren’s own civil strife, the chieftain of the Warsong clan, Grom Hellscream, certainly did not feel that he had to fulfill his promise, he took a last look. His weak opponent sighed that another real soldier had fallen, and at the same time he walked mercilessly to his soldiers—just sort out the formation, the chief of the Warsong clan, Grom Hellscream, knew that it was time for his army. Swept Thunder Bluff.

...

The young tauren Byrne Bloodhoof embraced his father. He looked angrily at the orc who wanted to leave. He really wanted to rush to tear the invader to pieces, but he took care of his father’s injuries. Knowing that he must take his father back to the camp for treatment immediately-but what about these orcs?

Byrne Bloodhoof, a young tauren, has never faced such a situation alone—his people are in chaos, waiting for someone to stand up and give orders behind him; and the father he has always trusted He was falling weakly in his arms, leaving only a faint gasp, and he was no longer able to take on the responsibility he had always assumed...

Byrne, the young Tauren? Bloodhoof lowered his head, looked at his father's closed eyes, and felt the weaker breathing—he knew what he had to do, and it was now.

"Father, I will take you back..."

The young Tauren Byrne Bloodhoof murmured in a low voice, and he picked up his father. Although the Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof was hit hard, he was not dead after all. The tradition of the Tauren was ancient. There are many magical methods of medical treatment. Byrne Bloodhoof, a young tauren, believes that his father will be able to recover, but...before that, he must assume the responsibility of his father who worked hard until he fell. That is Guard Thunder Bluff.

"You guys, take this traitor to the camp and lock it up, escort my father to a place where the old and the weak are hiding, and let the shamans and priests take care of my father... Others follow me, we will These invaders are completely driven out of our homeland!"

The young Tauren Byrne Bloodhoof quickly ran back to his camp. He handed the Tauren Chief Byrne Bloodhoof to the few tauren warriors who walked close to him on weekdays. Tonight’s Thunder Bluff is extremely unstable. Not only did Magatha? Wild Totem defect, the "Terror Clan Totem" also attacked his father’s guard, and the coalition of orcs and centaurs went up to Thunder Bluff and appeared. The attacker who assassinated his father... the young tauren Byrne? Bloodhoof could only choose the tauren warrior he trusted more to protect his father's safety.

Those Tauren warriors had long regarded the young Tauren Byrne Bloodhoof as the future chief, and at this time they were obedient to his words. Without any hesitation, they carried the Tauren Chief Kane, who had passed out in a coma? Bloodhoof and the tauren, the assassin, who was obviously the "Grimtotem Clan", ran quickly towards the back mountain of Thunder Bluff.

"Follow me and fight off those invaders!"

The young tauren Byrne? Bloodhoof took a battle axe from a tauren warrior, and his eyes swept across the panicked companions—he didn’t know if there were any of these warriors. The spy left by Magatha? Wild Totem, but he has no time to take care of it. The barbaric roar of the orcs has been heard behind him. The young tauren Byne Bloodhoof knows that tonight is here. It's time for the bull head to live and die.

"Fight off the invaders!"

The tauren warriors burst out loud shouts-most of the tauren are gentle, but they have endured enough tonight-the orcs and centaur robbers invaded their homes, and the traitors assassinated their most Dear Chief (Tauren Chief Kane? Bloodhoof: "I'm not dead yet, my dear!"), these tauren warriors don't know much about the hatred between races, and they don't know why these orcs from unknown origins Want to attack yourself with the centaur robbers, let alone Magatha? Why did the Wild Totem and the Tauren of the "Ghost Totem Clan" betray Thunder Bluff... But at this moment, these are not important anymore, they only know that they want Repel the enemies in front of you, and then pick out all the traitors who are on Thunder Bluff or have escaped from Thunder Bluff, and let them pay the price!

"Go! Go!"

The young tauren Byrne Bloodhoof turned around and raised the battle axe in his hand high-he could clearly see that the orcs were swarming toward his companions under the shining of the moonlight. Rushed over, and the orc who knocked down his father rushed in front of them.

"You are mine, robber, and I will defeat you for my father!"

The young tauren Byrne Bloodhoof murmured in a low voice. He shook off his pace and rushed to the group of orcs, knocking the two front orc warriors to the ground effortlessly, and then without effort. Stopped, and rushed towards Grom Hellscream, the chief of the Warsong clan who fell behind the orc army.

At the intersection of Thunder Bluff leading to the foot of the mountain, in a not very spacious place, the young Tauren Byrne Bloodhoof led the Tauren warriors, the orcs and the centaur coalition forces, finally had a close face-to-face encounter. Once, there was no dangerous Thunder Bluff pass, nor obstacles blocking the alliance of orcs and centaur warriors. There were only heavy tomahawks at the closest distance, and the splash of blood and intertwined when tearing the strong bodies of both sides The roars and screams of the war — the one who paid the price of death in the war will never be the invaded party; the invaders will often experience bloodshed and death, but for some reason, the struggle is on this ancient land. It has never completely died out.

...

"Quick! Quick! We're almost there!"

Tadren the tauren? Half-horn naturally didn't know what happened on Thunder Bluff. He only knew that he was walking in front of Alsace's army, running wildly on the Mulgore Plain under the moonlight, stopping sometimes, urging anxiously. The human and dwarven soldiers behind him.(To be continued.)

908 The Difficult Red Dragon Queen

"Alsace! I said we... just kill this guy and go back!"

Varian Wrynn wore his armor, carried his spear and sword, and walked by Alsace's breathlessly, watching Tadrun the tauren who was alive and screaming in the distance. Half an angle, fell asleep weakly.

"Varian, you have told me the sixteenth time since the beginning of the night...you know we can't do that."

Arthas was dressed very lightly. He shook his head helplessly and said to Varian Wrynn.

Arthas understood Varian Wrynn’s mood very well—under the leadership of Tadrun the tauren, the expeditionary coalition of humans and dwarves has been marching on this strange road for more than half a month. Up.

According to Tadren’s half-horn estimate, Alsace and others will be able to reach the foot of Thunder Bluff in the last few days. The more the time comes, the more anxious Tadren’s half-horn is, especially It was tonight, Alsace had already decided to let his soldiers camp on the spot, waiting for tomorrow to arrive at Thunder Bluff, so that his soldiers can maintain a certain combat effectiveness. After all, after this period of running, there has been no time to do well. I stopped to rest and eat. Among the soldiers under Arthas, the rough-skinned dwarves could barely support them. Others, even those as strong as Varian Wrynn on weekdays, could not support them. Living.

Who knows, even in such a situation, Tadren the Tauren? Half-horn is still dissatisfied with the speed of the army led by Alsace, especially tonight, because Alsace and others estimate the distance to the location of the camp. Thunder Bluff was really close, so Tadren the Tauren asked Alsace half-angle whether he could allow Alsace’s army to march overnight, because in this case, it would be possible to arrive after midnight. Thunder Bluff is out.

After thinking about it, Arthas decided to follow the suggestion of Tadren Tadren, the tauren half-horn, even though Varian Wrynn and others strongly opposed it because the soldiers were overworked. For a reasonable reason—since I have run so far to rescue the tauren in Thunder Bluff, it is natural to arrive as soon as possible — if the orcs have not attacked Thunder Bluff, then Arthas and others can naturally Rest after arriving at the destination; on the contrary, if the group of orcs has begun to launch a fatal attack on Thunder Bluff, then if Arthas and the others delay tonight, they will have no time to arrive at Thunder Bluff tomorrow morning.

So, in the voice of Varian Wrynn's complaint, Arthas gave his order-the expeditionary forces of humans and dwarves had to stop camping and march in the direction of Thunder Bluff in the dark.