MTL - War Hymn of Warcraft [WOW]-Chapter 47 respectively

Sitting on the branches of cadashir, the gentle breeze blows the leaves of cadashir, making a burst of salsa. The night sky of Outland is no longer flickering with the aurora symbolizing chaos and arcana, but has become like the night of Azeroth, with two moons in the sky and stars shining.

Holding a jug of morning dew wine in his hand, this kind of wine passed from Azeroth claims to be brewed from the dew of flower petals in the early morning - although Zhan Zhixing knows that these are pure nonsense. But in terms of taste alone, the taste of this wine is still good. Of course, its alcohol content is not very high. Generally, people on the continent of Azeroth drink it as juice.

Kadashir is worthy of being a world tree. It took less than three hours for Zhan Zhixing and Garrosh to plant it. Now the branches of Kadashir are as thick as an average person's waist, not to mention the nearly The trunk with a diameter of 100 meters is up. However, as early as when Jaina and other archmages designed this place, they had prepared that the arcane force field on the surface of the Coilfang Reservoir would gradually shrink as Kadashir grew. According to Tyrande's expectations, the diameter of the entire Kadassil will be almost half of the Coilfang Reservoir in the end. Even though Kadashir is now a towering tree, it is still just a sapling.

At the foot of Zhan Zhixing, the soldiers of the Alliance and the Horde are still celebrating crazily, unaware that their leaders have even quietly held the Azeroth Summit and the respective summits of the Alliance and the Horde. One month of preparations for the Northern Expedition.

Since the Scourge started in Northrend, the Scourge in Northrend is also the strongest. But in fact, the leaders of the alliance and the tribe are not really worried about those ignorant undead. The undead who have no wisdom and only obey orders are actually not terrible. What are terrible are the leaders of natural disasters with heroic strength.

The psychic academy, Stratholme, and the most important natural disaster base in the Eastern Kingdom: Naxxramas. These places need to be resolved before the expedition to prevent undead riots in the Plaguelands. The Alliance took over the relatively large Eastern Plaguelands, as well as Stratholme and Naxxramas located above it; while the Horde was responsible for the more relaxed Western Plaguelands and the Scholomance.

Needless to say on the Alliance side, as the most important belief in the Alliance, Holy Light, as the nemesis of undead natural disasters, is undoubtedly the backbone of killing undead; and on the Horde side, Sylvanas said that their Royal Apothecary Association developed A kind of "plague" that can completely wipe out the dead "undead" is enough for the tribe to clean up the Western Plaguelands before the expedition. The real problem is Naxxramas, which Zhan Zhixing and Jaina are in charge of.

It may be because Azeroth's recent focus has been on the Portal of Darkness. Naxxramas has been flying in the sky for so long, and Tirion didn't expect to bring it down. It was also when the Northern Expedition was about to start that Tirion suddenly remembered this giant flying in the air.

Taking a sip of morning dew wine in his mouth, Zhan Zhixing couldn't help but sigh, after today, he will be busy too. Naxxramas is not so easy to break through. Although he has a heroic paladin like himself and an extremely powerful mage like Jaina, Naxxramas, as Alsace's most trusted adjutant - Kel'Thuzad's flight Fortress, internal strength should not be underestimated.

Not to mention one of the initiators of natural disasters, Kel'Thuzad, the sorcerer who first took refuge in the Lich King, how powerful he would be to become a Lich with the Sunwell as the source of resurrection. Just talking about the major adjutants inside is not so easy to deal with. The first paladin of the year, the great lord Alexandros Mograine known as the "Ashbringer"; was a loyal servant of Malygos, the king of the blue dragon, and became an undead after being killed by Arthas The Frost Dragon Sapphiron who became Kel'Thuzad's mount, and Naxxramas as the home ground of the Spirit Tower... Zhan Zhixing felt that he still needed some strong support.

It's a pity that two powerful paladins, Tirion Fordring and Tylan Fordring, need to purify Stratholme—after Stratholme and his party in the Caverns of Time, Zhan Zhixing and Jaina really don't want to go back to That sad land, volunteered to take charge of Naxxramas. And Illidan, Maiev and other people in Outland still need to clean up some remaining demons in Outland. Garrosh will return to the Warsong clan to take over the Warsong clan left by Grom Hellscream. Tyrande is being killed by the Emerald Dream. Troubled by the constant changes coming from the side... The whole of Azeroth is really full of disasters.

However, during this period of time, Garrosh, the paladin Zhanzhixing, Warsong, and the chieftain of the two Mag'har clans were destined not to be together. Zhan Zhixing, as one of the few heroic paladins, will go to Naxxramas with Jaina to destroy this fortress that has been controlling the natural disasters of the entire Plagueland; while Garrosh will inherit his father's legacy. The remnant army of the Warsong clan will serve as the commander of the tribe's expedition to Northrend, leading the two tribes of Mag'har and Warsong to march to Northrend hand in hand.

In fact, as far as Thrall himself was concerned, he didn't really agree with the tribe joining the Northern Expedition. In Thrall's view, the Northern Expedition would bring no benefits, and it would also damage a large amount of military supplies, which was a typical thankless task. However, under the strong request of Garrosh, Sylvanas, and Lor'themar, the tribe also joined the ranks of the Northern Expedition as a whole.

As the blood elves who were almost exterminated by Alsace and Sylvanas who escaped from the control of the Lich King, the two of them would naturally strongly request to join the ranks of the Northern Expedition—under the instigation of Zhan Zhixing, The blood elves, who should have been greatly reduced or even almost exterminated due to the civil war, now have enough strength to participate in the Northern Expedition.

As for Garrosh, since he decided to integrate into Azeroth, instead of living in a corner in Outland as originally planned. As an outsider, he urgently needs an opportunity to prove his strength, and the Northern Expedition is undoubtedly a good candidate for a name. Now Garrosh is still having a tactical discussion meeting with the tribe. It is estimated that Mag'har is on Galadar's side. Except for Gaia'an's grandmother, only Jolin Deadeye will be left alone as Mag'har stay behind. Garrosh, young Saurfang and other young Mag'hars will all step into the big world of Azeroth.

Suddenly, a whirling sound of leaves came from behind Zhan Zhixing, who came here so late? Zhan Zhixing, who had been under artillery fire for many years, couldn't help subconsciously becoming alert, but after seeing the man clearly, Zhan Zhixing relaxed again, really saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao is here.

"Why are you sitting here drinking alone?" Garrosh patted Zhan Zhixing's head, sat down beside him, took a sip from the wine bottle in his hand, and frowned slightly.

Zhan Zhixing took out another bottle of morning dew wine from the package, took a sip in a muffled voice, and said, "I can still drink for a while today. Starting tomorrow, I will go to the plague land to deal with natural disasters."

"Yeah, the next time the two of us meet, it will be another month or two." Garrosh also sighed helplessly.

Zhan Zhixing patted Garrosh on the shoulder, reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth: "Forget it, don't think so much, when everything in Azeroth is over, our days are still long."

"Yeah, there will be a long time to come." Garrosh also smacked his lips, tasted the faint fragrance in his mouth, and teased deliberately, "But why does your wine taste so light? Do you want to drink?"

"I don't know how to drink, and it's not like you don't know!" Zhan Zhixing hit Garrosh in a fit of rage. Zhan Zhixing, who was given a few bottles of spirits in Galadar, made a lot of jokes.

"It would be great if we could continue the time we had in Galadar..." Garrosh couldn't help recalling the two months he had spent together in Galadar, but unfortunately, current events did not wait for others. Whether it is Garrosh as the Mag'har chieftain or Zhan Zhixing as a heroic paladin, they are all destined to contribute their time, life, love... and even life to the fate of Azeroth.

"Forget it, don't mention those things." Zhan Zhixing lowered his head and drank the morning dew wine in his hand, turned around and took out two more bottles from his bag, and handed one of them to Garrosh. He shook his free hand on the World Tree. As a shaman, Zhan Zhixing was the one who planted Kadashir himself after all. Will grows a ring-shaped object.

Grabbing Garrosh's left hand, put the ring-shaped object on Garrosh's hand. Zhan Zhixing's next words made Garrosh almost choke after taking a sip of wine: "In my hometown, every married person will wear a ring on his lover's left ring finger, which symbolizes putting a shackle on the other party. Since From now on, you are mine, Garrosh. In other words, didn't I just exchange a bottle of spirits for you, did you almost choke to death?"

"It's not fair, you just brought it to me, and I didn't prepare a ring for you in advance." Garrosh coughed a few times, using alcohol to cover up the blush on his face, and muttered softly. Suddenly seeing the whirling branches of Kadashir, his eyes lit up, he pulled down a soft branch, and weaved it into a ring like how he used to play games when he was a child.

He also grabbed Zhan Zhixing's left hand, imitating what Zhan Zhixing did just now, and clumsily put the ring on Zhan Zhixing's ring finger: "Okay, now I will put the shackles on you too, starting from today , you are mine now. I know you are a shaman, and the plants in your hands will never perish, so you have to protect them.”

Garrosh wove rings according to his own and the orc's fingers, and it was slightly larger on Zhan Zhixing's fingers. Zhan Zhixing smiled, and the spirit of life in his left hand flickered, nourishing this branch of Kadashir. Under the action of the Spirit of Life, the circle tightened silently, and it also exudes vitality again:

"Don't worry, even if I die, I won't let it be destroyed." Zhan Zhixing lowered his head and promised Garrosh with a smile, but he didn't know that his future had become a prophecy inadvertently.

Soon, while the two were talking in low voices, Shuangyue gradually fell from the sky of Outland. And the two who had their own missions had to say goodbye. Garrosh returned to Orgrimmar with Thrall, and Zhan Zhixing returned to Light's Hope Chapel with Jaina and Tirion, ready to start The Raiders of Naxxramas.

The author has something to say: Watching the collection drop five in three days...so sad...

The sea in the glass threw a mine. Throwing time: 2014-04-3015:26:39

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Thanks to the two pros who cast mines~~

-------small theater-------

Zhan Zhixing: Why do we not have a bridal chamber when we get married? What about the promised candle night? !

Scumbag author: Cough, aren't you two in a meeting, just drive through...

(Zhan Zhixing launched a catastrophe)

Scumbag author, dead...