That night, there was a gorgeous magical light in the courtyard behind Pasonia's residence. There were hearty and delicious food on the long dining table, and next to the silver-shiny tableware was a unique flower basket. ∑.

The beautiful atmosphere of laughter and joy was replaced by wailing and screaming, with blood adorned with red wine, and the remaining limbs set off the dance posture.

Chu Ci dragged Yang Deng out and let him see clearly the drama about "revenge and punishment" in the courtyard. The most conspicuous one was the magic gargoyle. His sharp claws grabbed a big belly and ripped it up. The whole person was torn into two petals. The sprinkled blood rain made the gargoyle even more terrifying.

The wailing gradually disappeared, and the living people in the field decreased one by one, and finally fell into dead silence.

"Ba~ba~ba~ba~ba~"

The applause sounded, as if praise was praising this good show.

"Mr. Yang Deng, is that right?" Chu Ci put down his hands and smiled shyly at Yang Deng, "Now you are the only living person left in the yard."

"Yes, do you have anything to bring to Your Majesty?" Yang Deng was a smart man, so he was not nervous, but was very curious about what Chu Ci was going to say next.

"Oh? You are much smarter than that stupid woman." Chu Ci's eyes lit up and he opened the right path: "I will kill the person, whether it is the culprit or the accomplice, but this does not mean that we can negotiate."

Yang Deng's mouth twitched, taking advantage of the situation and acting obedient, but he has achieved this point, aren't you satisfied?

"To be honest, I have a good impression of your king. If I hadn't met these stupid nobles, I might have really cooperated once." Under the enchantment magic, the courtyard and Stormwind City were divided into two spaces. Chu Ci's voice flowed quietly, and Yang Deng acted as a good listener.

"So many things happened, I guess King Ryan couldn't tolerate me. Even if he was willing to, I was afraid that someone would shoot a black gun behind me. So I was leaving. I would like to leave and send a message before leaving. As for whether I believe it or not, you should think about it."

Chu Ci told Yang Deng the information about Medivh's depravity with a little malicious intention, and withdrew the team and left the field with his stunned expression.

Gargoyles flew in the air, and the figures on the giant demon eagle gradually blurred in the twilight. The barrier lost its support. The smell of blood emitted attracted the night patrol of Stormwind City. They called more people in horror, and hurriedly sent Yang Deng to the church and invited the pastor to treat him.

"Is what he said true or false?"

Yang Deng's eyes were confused, not knowing whether he should report the news to King Ryan. In the end, reason prevailed. Yang Deng ordered someone to secretly notify Archbishop of Holy Everbright Fa'ao.

The two of them discussed together, "Oh, I'll go, that's amazing!"

Not to mention that Chu Ci has no reason to deceive them, and he will never have a relationship with Medivh for eight lifetimes, and there is no reason to falsely accuse Medivh.

It would be fine if Medivh didn't rebel, but if he rebels, His Majesty the King would be dead.

Without saying a word, Mr. Fao quickly added a bu to Yang Deng to ensure that he would not die halfway because of Pasonia's poison. He went shirtlessly, lay on the floor and drew a TP, and directly crossed the space to Karazan to have a different version of Mission Impossible.

After one night, Durotan captured enough population, which made Guldan very satisfied and rescued Orgrim. Now even the black hands were particularly pleasing to him, including food, weapons, and sacrifices.

Gul'dan is not an idiot, so he naturally would not wait until the Dark Gate is manufactured. He will continue to open the semi-finished Dark Gate, sacrifice the thousands of people in the Shinjin Town together, forcibly summoned 30,000 orcs from Drano, plus the first and second waves of troops, and the tribe warriors hoarded in the black swamp as high as 45,000, all of them are strong warriors, and the strength of the tribe has been unprecedentedly strong.

Now Durotan's skin was almost green.

The dry earth winds into the distance, with simple tents and fires everywhere, death, chaos, and despair permeates the tribal camps.

In the distance of the camp, the green forests symbolize the vitality of the coming year. Even if you look at it from a distance, you will be happy.

This is not what orcs should be like!

Durotan's eyes were full of depth and sorrow. He remembered the running under the sunset that afternoon and the blood cows under the frosty and windy dunes. It was his lost youth.

He could have expressed his thoughts with his friend Orgrim, but after Orgrim suffered from torture and questioning from humans, he was unable to communicate calmly with Durotan, who was extremely hating humans.

Not to mention joining forces with humans to defeat Gul'dan!!!

Durotan felt that he needed a helper, a partner who was strong enough, wise enough, and meticulous enough.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but recall the man's eyes.

Perhaps, that man can become his ally!

Durotan did what he thought of, picked up the axe blade, stepped into the dense forest with decisive and resolute steps!

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"We need to find the orc's nest. Whether it is attack or defense, we must know how many troops the enemy has!"

Anduyin looked at the sand table on the table and was frowning. The clever wife couldn't cook without rice. There were only a dozen groups on her side, but the orcs didn't know how many troops they had. Even if the God of War was alive and the map was fully opened, they could not resist the orcs' brainlessness coming over.

King Ryan murmured: "It's a pity that all the prisoners were rescued by the orcs, and Garona repented halfway, afraid of being liquidated by the orcs, and was unwilling to provide information."

The enemy hidden in the dark is the most irritating.

In addition, the soldiers who were released were reported in panic, and even King Ryan couldn't help but scold him. He almost wanted to rush back to Stormwind City to arrest and hang all the nobles with human heads and pigs.

In addition to the five thousand moonlight knights that were shown in front of them at the beginning, Chu Ci actually held a knight order of 10,000 people. This was half the number of soldiers in the Storm Kingdom, and its combat power was even more than the entire Storm City.

Not to mention where Chu Ci got the resources from which he obtained 15,000 elite knights, such a major help that could turn the outcome was enough to reverse the outcome. He was originally standing on the side of Storm City, but it broke up. He also watched with a resolute and cold eyes, allowing the orcs to rampage and slaughter the civilians of Storm Kingdom.

King Ryan regretted it very much. If he had known this, he would have decisively agreed to Chu Ci's terms and handed over Pasonia and Thomas. He would have lost face, but he could save the Storm Kingdom.

Just as King Ryan was regretting his original intention and was considering whether to negotiate with Chu Ci, the door was pushed open heavily. Old Master Fao dragged Yang Deng, who was constantly hiding in the door. As soon as he opened his mouth, there was another bad news of buying one free one.

"Stormwind City encountered a secret attack from Chu Ci's subordinates last night. Pasonia, Thomas, and more than 20 nobles with more than 20 viscounts were killed, and Stormwind City fell into turmoil."

"Medivh fell and betrayed Azeroth!"
Chapter completed!