"So... your father exploded here."
In the wide open space in front of Tomb of Sargeras's main entrance, Hu Feng pointed at the huge dark green door and said to Prince Anduin.
"Divine Venerable... That's my destiny... Don't say it so weirdly, okay?" King Varian on the other side had a face full of embarrassment and entanglement, thinking very seriously about whether he should cover Titan Divine Venerable's broken mouth.
"Yes, your other father was blown up by Gul'dan here." Hu Feng nodded, listened carefully to the suggestions, and quickly made reasonable corrections.
Anduin tried his best to suppress his laughter so as not to be beaten by his father again when he went back.
"Hey, aren't what I just said very philosophical? Write it down and add it to my personal autobiography so that it can be passed down to all generations."
What a fucking philosophy! What a bullshit!
The Broken Isles battle was just a local war for World of Azeroth, and the comprehensive assessment of the threat level was very low, so all parties were too lazy to make more preparations, so they took the food and weapons and set off by ship.
King Varian likes to fight in person. In such a battle where danger is unlikely to occur, Highlord Bolvar has no reason to desperately stop the bellicose King, so he just lets him go.
Alliance's army landed at a beach named Broken Beach on the island where Tomb of Sargeras is located, and used this place as a transit point to discuss the next march route.
They planned to go to the Stormheim area, which is where the main timeline Gul'dan landed.
Stormheim is very similar to the Storm Peaks area of the Northrend Continent. Many historians believe that the two places were connected before Great Sundering ten thousand years ago.
The aboriginal people here are Vrykul. Thousands of years ago, a group of Vrykul left Northrend in search of their holy land. In the end, they came to the Stormheim area.
Horde arrived early. They had a simple rest at Tomb of Sargeras and immediately set off in the direction of Highmountain to contact the original Tauren who had lived there for generations.
This is also Deathwing's lair thousands of years ago. It was here that Krasus and Rhonin sneaked into Neltharion's lair and stole Dragon Soul. Then they met Hu Feng who also came here chasing Old Gods's mental fluctuations.
Strictly speaking, Highmountain is the place of origin of Tauren. Now Tauren of Thunder Bluff can be regarded as an immigrant in the new era.
Therefore, taking advantage of this level of kinship, Horde still has great hope of bringing Tauren of Highmountain into the fold.
And the situation developed as they expected. In Thunder Totem Highlands, the largest city of Tauren, Horde received a warm welcome.
The honest and honest the Tauren is extremely enthusiastic about this group of distant relatives living in the Kalimdor Continent, and his favorability towards Horde has also skyrocketed.
The person in charge of this expedition was Little Saurfang. As the highest Grand Marshal of Horde's operation, he was dragged by Tauren to visit the most proud things of the clan.
The thing the Tauren is most proud of is a historical story, a legendary past event about Tauren hero Huln*Gaoling.
Huln*Gaoling is also known as Horn*High Mountain. During the War of the Ancients period, Garrond*Shadow Song, the commander-in-chief of the Night Elves resistance army, issued a call to the world, inviting all alien races to come and fight Burning Legion together.
This Tauren led a troop to join the Night Elves resistance army and jointly participated in that epic war.
"Huln resolutely responded to the call. He shouldered his spear, brought food and water, said goodbye to his relatives and friends, and ran towards the main battlefield of Night Elves."
In the dim room, the smell of incense was extremely strong, and the brazier placed in the center flickered with dim flames. Under the guidance of the soul walker, an illusion appeared above the flames.
"The demons are endless, and there are demon portals everywhere. They are raging on the earth. Night Elves cannot resist it, and they begin to collapse."
"But our hero Huln, he was not afraid. At this critical moment, he accepted the critical order from Commander Garrond."
"He waved his hard totem pole, and a Charge rushed into the demon army."
As the soul walker explained, the illusion above the brazier also changed. Huln was killing everyone, and the scene of mowing the grass with unparalleled speed appeared in front of everyone.
"Huln Every time the spear was swung, many demons were pierced and died on the spot... More demons were trembling. They had never seen such a terrifying warrior."
"Huln started to kill towards a portal. The demons on the road were smashed into pieces. In front of the portal, Huln saw a Pit Lord."
In fantasy.. Ah, in the illusion, Huln danced his spear crazily, like an unstoppable steamroller. The demons in front were quickly cleared away, and the corpses piled up like mountains.
Huln rushed in front of Pit Lord. The tall demon let out a ferocious laugh, and then he died.
Yes, he died too.
Huln in the illusion is like Avatar. He stands in front of the Fel portal, waving his spear constantly and sweeping away the demon soldiers pouring out of the portal.
What a door-blocking kill!
Burning Legion There are corpses all over the place, one dead, one group, no group, it's like a person's soul is gone, and he is pissed.
Another characteristic of this illusion is its connected nature.
At the same time, viewing the phantom brazier in other places will produce the illusion of a Huln* high mountain.
so... This is more spectacular.
In the illusion, the mountains and plains are filled with Huln... Preliminary visual inspection showed that there were at least twenty of them, and these Huln were all doing the same thing: blocking the door and killing them.
Tauren called this battle a moment of glory to commemorate that their hero had killed Burning Legion without leaving any trace behind.
Burning Legion The situation was so miserable that men were silent and women were in tears.
Martyrs stepped through the portal one after another to die. The demonic mountain of corpses in front of the door told the bloody atrocities of Huln.
Little Saurfang After admiring the illusion, he sat on the ground and said nothing for a long time.
shock! He is the most powerful among the Tauren clan...
Horde is sensational! Burning Legion panicked! Take a quick look...
After a long time, Little Saurfang came to a conclusion: each of these Taurens is more bragging than the last!
He also asked the soul walker to cooperate with him to create an illusion, which made this amazing and awesome person look and feel great!
What a fuss! Play!
You guys are so stupid, why didn't you go kill your next door neighbor Deathwing first?
If I give you a few more Huln, you can unify the whole world!
"Well... it's very thought-provoking and I deeply admire..."
Little Saurfang carefully considered his words, trying not to hurt the feelings of this group of potential allies.
The Tauren immediately showed a happy and satisfied look upon hearing this, and patted Orcs on the shoulder, indicating that from now on we would be good brothers who share weal and woe.
"Hahaha, Horde is indeed a good friend of Tauren. Once we officially join Horde, our soul walkers will go to your city with the illusion of history, so that more people can feel the glory of Huln!"
Why don't you go join Alliance?..
Little Saurfang felt a deep pain in his balls.
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