Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 690 The brainless roar is making trouble again!

  Just as Charlemagne followed Daelin and Jaina and led the fleet north to Icecrown Glacier to open up a stronghold, a bad news was once again delivered to him by Snow Feather of Emeril.

   "Tear!"

  Charlemagne tore the letter paper into dozens of copies in agitation, and Xue Yu was startled by the rough action. It was the first time that this white eagle, who was said to have the blood of Onhala, had seen Charlemagne in such a violent mood.

   "I'm OOXX! That stupid idiot just can't stop, right?!"

  Dalin and Jaina, who were also chatting at the bow, heard his yelling, and they turned their heads in surprise at the same time.

  Dai Lin looked at the letter paper that was blown by the sea breeze, and the expression on his face was a bit subtle, "It's really rare, you also show such a distraught look, what happened?"

   "Hoo..."

  Charlemagne took a few heavy breaths, trying to calm down his irritable heart, "It's that Garrosh of the Horde, he's messed up again!"

  Jianna frowned first, pressing her temple with a headache, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

   "What did that reckless man do again? He won't go and attack Coldarra willy-nilly, will he?"

   "That's not true."

Charlemagne scratched his head irritably, "But he took advantage of Goel and other leaders to go to Echo Vale to build a frontline base, and led the troops staying at Warsong Fortress to the Howling Fjord by boat, and the rest... needless to say. .”

   "Boom!"

  Daelin angrily tapped the handrail of the bow, "That brown-skinned scum! How dare you do such a small trick while my fleet is away!"

   Jaina's premonition has been fulfilled, and she said with a wry smile, "Varian stayed in Utgarde, so he must fight Garrosh right away?"

"Hey... That's right, Varian received the news of the Horde fleet from Risk Bay, and immediately led a large force to the Chemir coast in the west of the Howling Fjord, just in time to collide with the landing Garroth's troops. Now both sides are still going back and forth on the beach."

  The letter also mentioned the duel between Varian and Garrus, which ended in the victory of Varian, who had received an orthodox Lothar education and was superior in skills.

  Although this duel is not Makgora, for the orcs who value glory, losing their leader to the opponent is already a great shame.

   There was some turmoil among the Mag'har orcs who followed Garrosh, but Zaela and Garrosh managed to temporarily stabilize the morale of the army.

However, after a defeat, Garrosh had no choice but to use victory to wash away his shame. For this reason, both the Alliance and the Horde temporarily slowed down their attack on the Lich King, and instead began to attack the Lich King in Howling Fjord. **** each other.

   Charlemagne turned his head to look at Daelin, the king of Kul Tiras looked eager to try.

While winking at Jaina, Charlemagne persuaded earnestly, "Daelin, you have to control yourself. Now your first task is to go to Icecrown Glacier to establish a stable forward base. The Howling Fjord is temporarily handed over to Wa. Ryan them."

"Yes, father, defeating the Lich King is the most important thing now. I believe that if the chieftain of Go'el gets the news, he will stop Garrosh's actions as soon as possible. Don't add fuel to the fire on the alliance side. gone."

"snort!"

Daelin snorted annoyedly, helped his fleet commander's hat and said, "Okay, since Charlemagne persuaded you and Jaina together, I'd better let the group of orcs go, let's speed up. , I hear Northrend will turn the wind in October."

   It is now mid-September 27 at the Dark Portal. Originally, Charlemagne was scheduled to solve the crisis of the Lich King within this year, but now it seems... I am afraid it is a bit hard to say.

   Garrosh, the brainless, once again destroyed Charlemagne's originally planned timetable, which made Charlemagne, who had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, feel very uncomfortable.

  If the enemy sees through his plan and countermeasures, let’s not talk about it, you can barely be your own now, right? Are you the rescuer sent by the Burning Legion to the two idiots?

  Charlemagne gritted his teeth secretly, ‘It seems that the depth of Azeroth can only be known by beating that **** once, and the blue dragon’s blow is not enough, you need to give him some color to see. '

   Turning his head to look at Dai Lin, the admiral was still smoking his pipe with a displeased face, and the lingering smoke temporarily covered his gray hair.

  ‘Daelin can’t go away, he must park the fleet near the landing point just in case, forget it... I’ll go. '

After making up his mind, Charlemagne quietly pulled Jaina aside, and under the gaze of Dailin's gossiping eyes, he whispered, "Jianna, you will continue to go north with Dailin, and the establishment of the frontline camp can only be done by Kul Tira. S and Theramore."

"Your task is different from that of Daelin. You must be careful. After all, Theramore's military strength is not large. After the stronghold is completed, I will ask Malygos about the teleportation coordinates of the strongholds. After the preliminary materials are prepared, you can Transport the large force through the portal."

   Jaina nodded, and at the same time asked with some doubts, "What about you? Could it be that you plan to mediate the war between the Horde and the Alliance?"

"It's up to me." Charlemagne shrugged helplessly, "Daelin can't get away for the time being, and the others don't have the ability and qualifications to stop the two stubborn bulls. I'll try it first. Varian should do me a favor, Garrosh..."

  Charlemagne's face was slightly gloomy, "A person like him is a scalper, and he will never give in easily if he is not beaten down."

   "Well..." Jaina's expression was a little hesitant, "It won't be counterproductive, right? If he is annoyed, will he attack our oath after he succeeds the great chief?"

"hehe."

  Charlemagne sneered twice, "If he dares to come, we dare to fight! The oath has not shown its claws in front of the tribe for too long, maybe Garrosh thinks we are a soft persimmon."

Then he turned his head to look at Jaina and said, "After the Northern Expedition is over, you should immediately return to Theramore by boat. If you want to attack the territory of the oath, there are only two possibilities. One is Ashenvale in the north, and the other is... "

   Jaina solemnly spit out three words "Northern Castle and Theramore!"

   "That's right, the northern castle and Theramore are located too close to the tribal-controlled area. Once Garrosh wants to expand rapidly, there are only two ways to go south or north."

The Horde's land in Kalimdor faces the sea in the east, and the Mulgore giant gate made of concrete poured in the west, and only Kul Tiras' overseas outposts, Northern Castle and Theramore, can be regarded as soft persimmons. .

   Jaina gritted her teeth, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement, "I understand, as long as Garrosh is still in power, war is almost inevitable, and we can only guide it in a direction that is beneficial to us."

   "I will make preparations as soon as I go back...although I sincerely hope that these preparations will be in vain."