Duke whined in his heart, complaining: Not every man is called Anoswazenegger.

Alas, Azeroth is generally a world with backward medical care and harsh natural environment. Not a particularly strong baby, he cannot live in adults at all.

In a sense, the average physique of modern people is actually far inferior to that of medieval European adults.

It's far away.

"Cough cough." Duke coughed a few times before he recovered.

Muladin glanced around: "Let's go, come back to our base."

The dwarf really came out of the ground. No one would have thought that under the wet and muddy swamp, the dwarf still opened countless authentic tunnels.

It is not simply reinforced with wooden boards, but with standard beams and columns, as well as stone slabs as the top wall.

Seeing the authenticity of water dripping from time to time and to human standards, Muladin apologized directly: "Sorry, my friend, we didn't mean to aggrieved you, after all, this was made by the standards of dwarves."

The most majestic dwarf is no more than 1.60 meters tall. So the dwarf feels very comfortable at the height of 1.80 meters.

This made this big guy Gavin Rad, so he had to bow and follow him all the way.

Walking in the tunnel, everyone was over and over again. Only Marian used magic in a bit disgusting. She covered the entire top wall, wall and ground with frost elements to ensure that the places she walked through were relatively clean.

Muladin frowned and said nothing.

As he walked and talked along the way, Duke finally understood why Muladin was here.

At the beginning of the alliance, Muladin remained in Lordaeron, as the highest representative of the Bronzebeard Dwarf to the alliance. He also tried his best to seek support for his country.

Muladin soon discovered that in fact, he was enough to deal with Duke. Because as long as his request was not too much, Duke would even go to other human kingdoms to extort the bronze bearded dwarves and use his exclusive fleet to send it directly to the contact point on the north coast of Ironforge.

Medicines, grains, and even iron ore.

Duke has done the best that an ally can do.

After a while, Muladin and Duke became very good friends.

Recently, the league began to change from defense to offense, and Muladin couldn't sit still and handed over his work to his deputy. He rushed back to Iron Fortress. When Magni was unable to draw more people to him, the Bronzebeard's dick relied on his dozen friends to attack everywhere, attacking the mine controlled by the orcs, and rescued a large number of compatriots from it.

Then, relying on these rescued compatriots, they organized a rebel army in the wetlands and attacked the orcs everywhere.

Duke couldn't help but laugh: "I thought why are there flying dragons all over the sky? It turns out that they are actually searching for you!"

Duke felt like he was caught in a gun.

Muladin was not showing any weakness: "Isn't it just to prepare in advance? When you attack the Sador Bridge, we can pick you up from the south!"

Duke smiled bitterly.

After walking for more than half an hour, I finally arrived at the Velga excavation site in the southern part of the base of Muladin, the rebel army.

Unlike the excavation site full of messy things in later generations, this place is now just a digging terrain for dwarves. Countless pits and complex terrain have hurt the orcs.

For the orcs, the dwarves here are more troublesome than the groundhogs who love to dig holes. The orcs have temporarily given up on this place, and in a sense this is considered a liberated area for the dwarves.

In the huge cave, the dwarves here noticed the guests brought by Muladin, and also noticed the Winresa and Marian in the team.

A dwarf's eyes became shiny: "Ah, beautiful elf lady! And there are two."

The dwarf ran over happily and bowed in a clumsy position: "Falstead* Dragon Catcher is willing to serve the two, Elf Lady!"

Note that this guy was just saluting Wenresa.

Duke only realized at this time that before him, the high elves of Quelthalas were the only foreign ally the dwarves truly trusted. Of course, this cannot fully explain why Falstead focused all his spirit on Wenleza. Not only him, but most of the dwarves' eyes were focused on Wenleza. Obviously, the dwarves thought Wenleza was very charming.

Uh, have you forgotten who?

Next to him, Marian was squatting her waist, with two big words "Unhappy" written on her face.

Duke quickly smoothed out: "Okay, okay, for your great cause of liberation, we should do our business first."

The five-player ignored this episode and came to a more secret cave in the big cave. When they entered, they were very narrow and had huge gates. According to Muladin, they could even isolate the dragon's breath.

When he came to Muladin's Resistance Army Command and saw the flag representing the orcs on the sand table, Duke immediately realized that the situation was more troublesome than he thought.

At this moment, he saw many small flags near the Grembato Fortress, which was controlled by the orcs.

Muladin introduced Duke one by one.

"Those hateful green skins knew that this day would come. Since Orgrim and the tribe suffered a tragic defeat at the city of Lordaeron, the tribe's troops have begun to gather here. Look, these are all second-rate clans of the tribe, each of which ranges from 10,000 to 30,000 people, and they are basically adult orcs. This is steel teeth, that is digging teeth, that is broken axe."

Duke narrowed his eyes.

Without the Red Dragon Army, the victorious alliance army would not be able to advance to the Kazmodan area soon.

Yes, the Lordaeron League may have to do his best to fight here, but Duke has no doubt that the league can do it. Duke can almost imagine the alliance's army gathering in the north of the Sador Bridge.

However, as long as the tribe is still Orgrim is the chief, it will be imagined that if the alliance wants to further weaken the orcs before the army launches an attack, the easiest way is: kill the Red Dragon Queen, or rescue her.

And the clumsy Lordaeron elite thieves have sounded the alarm for the orcs.

This is at least ten times more severe than the situation of the rescue operation in history. Now more than 100,000 orcs have surrounded Grimbato.

Even if these second-tier clans have at most half of the combat power of Black Stone and War Song Clan orc warriors, and are not much stronger than ordinary human soldiers, they are not one hundred thousand pigs...
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