The New Order of Azeroth Chapter 41

Vanessa sighed twice, but it was just a sigh, without saying anything superfluous.

She knew very well that the dwarves were only sympathetic and sorry, and it would be a dream to ask them to help overthrow the human kingdom.

What's more, Ironforge is now in charge of the Bronzebeard tribe, while the dwarf shaman Belrin Burning Ling belongs to the Wildhammer tribe. The two tribes used to have the same status, but now one dominates and the other is in a semi-subordinate state. How is this relationship? Think about how subtle it is.

Buying drinks is just a trivial matter. There are more than 100,000 dwarves in the city. Don't expect the dwarf king to come to see Vanessa for such a big thing.

After negotiating with the long-bearded dwarf grandfather who was in charge of the wine business in the commercial area, she paid for the receipt and got a receipt. At night, she gathered fifty dwarf uncles and aunts in the **** team. A group of people looked like cheerful potatoes, carrying muskets and Axe walked out of Ironforge singing a song.

The gender of the dwarves is easy to identify, the one with a beard is the uncle, and the one without the beard is the aunt! A dwarf wouldn't leave Ironforge at her age, so a dwarf who could drink and brag must be older than she was.

The largest dock near Ironforge is Menethil Harbor, but this port is located in the north of the mountains, while Vanessa's Westfall is in the south. In addition, the port is an important town for humans, and the dwarves have now opened up two medium-sized ports to facilitate the passage of their own cargo ships.

The dwarves are well-equipped and well-trained, and they are at the door of their own house. They are not generally strong. Occasionally, there are beasts or robbers who don't open their eyes. A few dwarf warriors rushed over and settled them with two axes.

Amidst the laughter, a group of people drove the truck and boarded the ship smoothly. They will unload the cargo at a port outside Stormwind City, and finally go back to the West Wilderness by land. Vanessa was very happy, and directly announced the opening of twenty barrels of spirits for everyone to drink!

Her wine festival seemed to be opening early. The dwarf warriors gulped down their beer. Their cheerful smiles were contagious. Listening to the generous laughter of the dwarves, the anxiety in her heart also subsided by two points. .

From my own point of view, I really have nothing to do with the legal system! She looked at the imprint on her wrist again. It was emerald green at first, but now there is only a faint imprint left. She guesses that she has no talent in the way of druids, and the imprint is almost unresponsive now.

The sorcerer's arcane skills are at a loss, and the druid's natural spells don't seem to work now. I can't deal with fel energy, so I should be a warlock, right? Or believe in the Holy Light and be a priest?

The more she thought about it, the more entangled she was, lying on the deck, watching the birds passing by in the sky, and listening to the sound of the oars beating the sea, she slowly fell asleep.

There was a bang, and Vanessa almost fell off the deck. Fortunately, she was agile, like swinging on a swing, grabbed the cables around her, turned 360 degrees in the air, and stepped firmly on the deck. look around.

Heh, this is a lively scene below.

I saw two groups of dwarves fighting below.

The group of dwarves with particularly loud voices is his escort, and there is also a group of dwarves like black charcoal who are continuously jumping here from another ship.

One of them has a tall and strong black charcoal head, his face is as black as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes cannot be seen at all. This guy has a red beard as bright as a flame. Four or five dwarf warriors are besieging him. He took a weapon, but none of the dwarf warriors was his opponent.

"Are these people the legendary black iron dwarves?" Vanessa asked the dwarf shaman who was getting up after being hit by the enemy.

"You know so much! That's Colin Spirits, the famous liquor thief! He's after your booze! Either come help, or hide... Colin Spirits Dare to sneak attack your grandpa, let you see how powerful I am!" The dwarf shaman didn't intend to perform spells for Vanessa at all, he held a wheel ax and pointed at the black iron dwarf named Colin Spirits He slashed across the face.

The dwarf shaman is full of momentum, but unfortunately his strength is a little low. The opponent's class is very high, with steady steps and fierce shots. He seems to be at least a high-level fighter.

Even though he was besieged, Colin Spirits was still very calm. Although he had a slightly smaller number of people on his side, it was not difficult to defeat fifty dwarf fighters with him as a high-ranking fighter in command.

Vanessa's head was still a little dizzy. The name of Colin Spirits was spoken in Dwarven, not a common language. The pronunciation was very weird, and she didn't know who it was.

Before, she seemed to have entered the druid's trance state again, and was forcibly awakened, her thinking was several beats slower than usual, and she realized after several rounds of brainstorming that this black charcoal head not far away was coming to grab her wine! Without saying a word, Vanessa grabbed her weapon and rushed forward.

Her slender figure didn't attract Heitantou's attention at all. He didn't turn to look at Vanessa until her dagger drew two **** holes in the gap between the opponent's armor. Shot~www.mtlnovel.com~Vanessa was also surprised, the armor of Heitantou is too thick! She almost lost her eyesight after looking for it, and only found a gap, how can this be done?

Heitantou has a dwarf's standard five-short stature, with a particularly strong body, burly muscles and unusually strong armor, which makes her feel a little bit like a mouse pulling a turtle.

Breaking armor is a technical job, she doesn't know it.

The opponent's resistance to toxins was even more astonishing. Vanessa's hallucinogenic poison, which had always been black and white, was resisted in a daze.

Heitantou took a sip of strong wine to forcibly resist her poison, and even put two oversized metal wine glasses on his fists, and slammed them at her like a storm.

The attack was fast and ruthless. Vanessa twisted her waist and rolled over, seeming to dodge the pounce lightly. In fact, under the blessing of powerful strength, the opponent had almost equaled her speed.

Without the advantage of speed, she faced a heavy armored warrior, and the price she paid for making a slight mistake might be her life.

My old lady has worked so hard to get here, but she can't be knocked down by a piece of trash like you! She also made up her mind, no longer caring about the consumption of physical strength, and her mental strength was highly concentrated, like a butterfly wearing flowers, constantly changing directions, daggers and long swords brought out afterimages all over the sky, and pierced Heitantou's armor gap like raindrops.

If the hallucinogenic poison doesn't work, then use the decelerating poison. She still has time to poison the weapon in mid-air.

Under the ribs, wrists, necks, cheeks, eyes, wherever the armor is invisible, two swords were stabbed.

Heitantou's wild boar-like movements were slowed down by two points, but before Vanessa was happy, the other party drank another glass of foul-smelling yellow wine, and then slammed it, forcefully spitting out her toxin. Mostly.

Vanessa: "..."

Do you want to be so exaggerated, this is too restrained me!

Chapter end