Stratholme God

Chapter 1287 Grand Introduction
This sword has at least the strength of a hero?

As soon as the opponent drew his sword, Aisha felt unavoidable.

Aisha tried her best to hold up the stick to block it, and the shocking force made her mouth numb. Just when she thought her stick was about to be split, who knew that there was a "snap", and the dead branch shattered.

At the moment when Aisha was stunned, the other party seemed to pick up a dead branch unhurriedly, using exactly the same technique as dealing with her senior brother, and put the 'sharp weapon' at her throat.

"Acceptance!"

Another light touch, and immediately the opponent's figure floated back, and what was imprinted in the eyes of all the pandaren was a figure with hands folded and a smile.

Click it!

Victory and defeat!

These pandaren of unknown origin won the victory against the Huojin and Tushui factions smartly, giving them a perfect step.

Shame?
Kind of embarrassing.

The two brothers and sisters knew that they really couldn't win.

What's even more rare is that they lost convincingly.

They looked at each other and saw the certainty in each other's eyes.

Aisha, who was more thoughtful, cupped her hands and said, "Neither our Tushui faction nor the Huojin faction have any objection to this matter. It's just that at the end, we want to ask General Nazgrim a question."

[Situ Yanpo]: "Even if it means that the opponent may turn his face on the spot and kill you in the tribal camp?"

"Yes! A man has a beginning and an end." Ji*'s eyes were like lightning: "However, it's not that simple to want my junior sister and me to die."

"Okay! Man, do something and don't do something. You just go, we will follow you on the periphery, if Nazgorin dares to turn his face on the spot, we will try our best to rescue you."

"Thank you so much!" At this point, the monks of the two sects returned to their hearts.

One day later, in the Jade Forest, General Nazgrim learned that two Pandaren monks were asking for an audience, and he was speechless for a long time.

His subordinates secretly asked: "General, do we want to..."

Nazgrim shook his head: "Although we didn't make it, Malkorok also represents the Horde."

After a while, in his big tent, he waited for the brother and sister monks who had promised to be loyal to the tribe.

"Do you all know about the Jade Forest?"

"Since you know..." Ji* Huozhang was a little impulsive, but Aisha grabbed him.

Aisha was sensitive to the struggle in Nazgorin's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "General Nazgrim, can you give us a convincing reason?"

Nazgrim said against his will: "The Horde needs fighters, more fighters! I hope to adopt gentler means to get more races to join the Horde..."

Ji* Fire Palm took a step forward, and stepped on the ground to create a basin-sized pit, causing the surrounding orc guards to glare, and drew out their knives and axes: "I'll just ask you, are you and that Malkorok together?" In front of the great chief, who will your great chief listen to."

The muscles on Nazgrim's face twitched.He prefers to follow the former Warchief Thrall than Brainless Roar.Sal, however, is a thing of the past.As a loyal orc, he felt obliged to obey every command of the new warchief.

Looking at the pair of pandaren brothers and sisters, Nazgorin could not go against his conscience after all: "Listen to him."

After saying these three words, Nazgrim felt that a big stone fell to his heart. This may be a betrayal of the great chief. Similarly, he could not deceive his last conscience.

Ji* Huozhang said angrily: "Hmph! I knew..."

Aisha* Yunge continued to pull the senior brother, with sharp eyes, and said almost word by word: "Then, the general must have known our choice. Dare to ask the general... to order to kill the two tribes who are about to be killed here." Pandaren raising the flag of resistance?"

Sensing the restlessness of his subordinates, Nazgorin raised his hand, made a gesture, and shook his head: "No, I was the one who lied to you after all. Please go back, see you next time..."

Ji* Fire palm stomped his feet and said fiercely: "We are the enemy!"

Walking out of the big tent, Nazgrim watched the pair of brothers and sisters ignore the fierce eyes of thousands of orcs, as if parting the green ocean with supernatural power, and left proudly.

Even if they are about to be enemies, Nazgorin still admires their courage.

Not everyone has the courage to go to the enemy camp to get an answer that is at best a battle of wills.

"Shit Pandaren! It's because of our general's kindness that they saved their life." Nazgrim's personal soldier spat hard.

Just as Nazgrim was about to say something, he suddenly noticed that the opposite mountain moved.

No, not just on the opposite side, in all directions of the barracks, almost every haystack and every piece of dead wood in sight moved.

Under every well-disguised grass group, there is a black and white pandaren.With a casual glance, the number is at least 3000.

Nazgrim and his men were stunned by this shocking change, and there was only one last question left in their blank minds—when did these guys get so close?

The other party was under their noses, and the sentry on the four-square sentry tower of the orc barracks didn't notice it.

Nazgrim couldn't even imagine, if he had dared to kill him just now, who would die in the end.

From this point of view, it was not Ji*Huozhang and Aisha* Yunge who saved their lives, but Nazgrim and the others!
The orcs were collectively dumbfounded.

After entering Pandaria, Nazgrim regretted having Malkorok as his pig teammate for the first time.

"Malkorok, you idiot! You actually forced such a terrible race to the Alliance!?"

Everyone knows with their toes that the Horde's entry into Pandaria will not be hidden from the Alliance for a long time. When the planetary overlord who dominates the large continent of Azeroth stretches his hand into this foggy continent, what kind of tragedy will the Horde face.

Here, the two senior brothers and sisters were moved by the awesomeness of the sand sculpture players. Apart from being shocked by [Auspicious Clothes], they felt more heartwarming.The other party really cares about their safety.

Aisha cupped her hands and saluted: "First of all, thank you for your support and for tolerating our willfulness. Then..."

【Ailubao】 raised eyebrows: "Then?"

"Then, should you tell me what kind of organization you belong to?"

[Drunk Asuka] smiled: "Hey, when did you see it?"

The thoughtful Aisha hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "You keep saying that you are prodigal sons who have traveled all over the world, prodigal sons and so on, but you don't have such strict tactical execution ability like you! Moreover, you have never concealed the trident on your body." Emblem."

At this time, the sand sculpture players all clapped their hands together: "Please allow us to grandly introduce, the only and most powerful organization on this planet that can beat up the tribe - the alliance!"

So, a few days later, General Taylor ushered in Chen*Storm Spirits, Lili, Ji*Fire Palm, and Aisha*Yunge.

Taylor's eyebrows twitched wildly: How dare McDonald's Trident finish all the preliminary preparations?

(End of this chapter)