You go!

Little Lizi was stunned, it wasn't right, the plot shouldn't be like this, could it be

“Don’t you need a guide who is familiar with local geography to guide you?”

Little Lizi felt cold and raised her head and met Chu Ci's deep eyes as bright as the morning light, as if everything in her mind was seen through by Chu Ci.

"I can't understand what you said." Little Lizi opened his mouth, making his tone look more natural.

"Who asked you to come? Brotherhood of Defia? Or MI7? No, the Brotherhood has not appeared yet, so you should be the Stormwind City Assassin Group. It turns out that it has an official identity. No wonder the adventurers here are so afraid of you." Chu Ci focused on looking at the wine glass that turned out to dizzy, and said casually: "Is Your Majesty Ryan okay? This is not the treatment we deserve."

"I don't think there should be any courtesy to a soldier who controls Stormwind City mentally." The oak door opened, and a middle-aged man with a curly face walked in casually. His shoulders collapsed slightly, and his entire spine seemed soft, but the messy and steady pace could make the man's waist and back arch into a powerful crossbow at any time, bursting out a powerful attack.

"I am Anduin Lothar, Sir Stormwind, President of the Iron Horse Brothers, tell me your name?"

Chu Ci gently grabbed Zi Xuan's hand, raised his head and said, "Chu Ci, next to it is my wife Zi Xuan."

"A very strange name, I have never heard of it. Where did you come from?" Anduyin drove the little plum and sat beside Chu Ci.

"Why do you ask so much? You should say what I can bring to you." Chu Ci quietly opened the magic eye of truth, sat in a comfortable position, and while talking nonsense with his brother-in-law, he observed the energy intensity of his body structure and speculated on the high-level combat power of the alliance camp.

Not to mention anything else, with this body alone, the six-circle attributes are at least eight hundred, and they are also a fierce man fighting against a lion and tiger. The power of faith is too empty, but a little bit compared with the tribe's grandsons, you can guess it.

"You are very dissatisfied with the mage of Stormwind. If you want to fight against the orcs, you need a stronger advanced caster."

Anduin said: "We have guardians."

"Medivh? Is the son of Egwen?" Chu Ci smiled, without spoilers. After all, he was an outsider. At this time, no one would believe that Medivh was a rebellious boy at this time.

Someone needs to find evidence!

Chu Ci looked at the door, and the cramped young man had been standing there for a long time.

"What's your name? Young caster?"

“Kadja.”

"You saw through the magic on the old cavalry? To be honest, I was in a state of excitement." Chu Ci smiled and said hello, "Come here to talk, I'm very interested in you."

Whether it is a game or a movie, Chu Ci is very surprised why Kardag can defeat Medivh, the astral wizard with a stick. This is not something that a character explosion can do. Even if Kardag’s lucky baby possesses a body and makes a critical strike, as long as Medivh frees up his hand, any magic arrow can kill this rookie.

Kadega tried hard to remove his eyes from the charming night elf and asked impatiently: "Dear Lord, please tell me your origin. I felt an incompatible aura from you, vast and nothingness, as if it appeared out of thin air."

...

The planet Azeroth is big or small. Anyone with a little ability has long been famous. He introduced himself to the Qianli article "I am xxx, xxxx's son (daughter) and profession nickname". So when Chu Ci's wave of self-proclaimed wandering wizards who were incompatible with Azeroth appeared in front of King Ryan, the responsible leader made the decision without saying a word.

"Thank you for your arrival." King Ryan held Chu Ci's hand tightly and said impatiently: "I just happened to send someone to open up the lost Twilight Town, and try to see if I can catch a green-skinned monster."

"Correction, it's an orc." Chu Ci corrected.

"Okay, it's an orc." King Ryan followed the rank and changed his name and continued: "I plan to catch an orc and come back to study whether there is a possibility of peace talks. If you don't mind, can you go with me and supplement the lack of magic power."

"Hmm?" Chu Ci looked left and right: "Who and me?"

"Anduin, there are two more guards."

Chu Ci whistled. King Ryan really dared to invest heavily. There were only twenty-four guard groups in Stormwind City, four of them lost in Black Swamp, two of them lost in Twilight Forest, and eighteen left, and two of them dared to throw two of them to the orcs' eyelids.

"Do you have a different opinion?" King Ryan observed his expression.

"Of course, but let the young people say that." Chu Ci shrugged and pushed Kadega out.

"Your Majesty, we must summon the Guardian. This is not a small matter that occurs in an unknown race. Fel power is an extremely evil and chaotic force. It must not appear in Azeroth." The old story of Kadega was reiterated, wanting King Ryan to summon the Guardian.

"But my people are still suffering." King Ryan pointed to the smoke from the sky outside the window. It was dawn and the flames turned into thick smoke, warning the people of the Elvin Forest that the war was not over yet.

"Uh" Chu Ci looked over and suddenly felt guilty. If he hadn't intervened last night, the orcs would have invaded the defense line of Muse Town, Gran Village, instead of continuing to make small fuss outside and plundering the village all day and night.

For this reason, King Ryan was obviously making the blame, Chu Ci failed to refuse and agreed immediately.

As for whether Medivh would hide in Karazan until death, it doesn't matter to Chu Ci.

...

One regiment has about one thousand people, two guard regiments plus a team of twenty ordinary spellcasters. This is the army led by Anduin, which looks very cold, but in the early stage this army was enough to fight to death three thousand orcs and ten ordinary warlocks.

The horse's hooves were unscrupulously tapping in the forest, and the shiny Storm City armor.

"Anduin, don't you think we are a bit silly?" Chu Ci looked at the reflection that was dazzling enough, and the layers of tree crowns did not block the refraction of the rich silver.

I deserve to be attacked in the movie. Such a conspicuous army, who will you attack if you don’t attack?

"Stop!" The reconnaissance cavalry that had scattered far away sent a signal. With a wave of Anduyin's fist, the escort regiment that was still maintaining high speed immediately slowed down and the horses trotted to the ending battlefield.

The ground was filled with fragments of armor, as well as overwhelming branches and messy blood. The overturned carriage pressed the only corpse in the field, and the arms stretched out high were shriveled and withered, covered with dead spots.

"Is this Laurent? My God, the 17th Regiment will not be there." Anduin squatted beside the carriage, exclaiming at the corpse on the ground. This man was the caster of the 17th Regiment, and even he died here. The 17th Regiment and the other three regiments were probably in danger.

Chu Ci glanced at the body and turned his gaze to the hollow tree behind the carriage.

The inexplicable energy strangely corroded the tree trunk, revealing a large circular hole, with the edges full of green evil energy, spreading little by little. In the few minutes of Chu Ci's observation, the radius of the tree hole increased by half a centimeter.

"Plague-like energy" Chu Ci calculated the time of death of the corpse and reversed the battle scene.
Chapter completed!