Chapter 110 Attack! Grim Batol

In the Grim Batol camp, Richard got up from the bed late at night, looked at Sylvanas who was sleeping soundly, and then quietly got out of bed, covered himself with the quilt, walked out of the camp and went into the forest.

"What happened? You need to come to me so late at night?"

Richard asked Vashj, who was frowning.

Vashj looked into Richard's eyes and said, "I saw Iori."

Richard's eyes widened: "Iori? The succubus?"

Vashj bit her lower lip and nodded: "It's her. I saw her in the staff office this afternoon..."

Vashj briefly described what happened in the afternoon to Richard, but did not tell him that Iori found that she had demonic energy in her body. After Iori left, Vashj checked her body and indeed found demonic energy, but only a trace. Vashj firmly believed that she could suppress it and prevent herself from being controlled by it.

"...Our people searched the entire Kozan Island but couldn't find her."

Richard frowned and paced back and forth. He walked back and forth for a long time, until he almost made Vashj dizzy, then he stopped and said, "Recall all of Zoroz and his Faceless Men, and draw warriors from the Naga clans under our control. Double the number of troops patrolling the waters near Kozan, and each team must have Faceless Men and waterproof mechanical communications; raise the security level of Kozan Island to Level 2 (Level 1 is the highest, the security level under war), and Zoroz will be in charge personally. You should not show up recently, and put aside your work at the General Staff. If you must go, do it at the General Staff. Put up a teleportation array and go through the Deep Sea Palace, and bring guards with you."

Vashj opened her mouth to raise an objection, but Richard glared back, "Do you know what she wants to do? Who knows if she is here for revenge? Before you figure out what her purpose is, you should stay in the Deep Sea Palace. In addition, take away the artifacts and treasures from the Kozan Underground Palace to prevent accidents."

Richard touched his chin, "Only dark magic can summon demons. A master in the Alliance who studies dark magic is... I can count them all, but I haven't heard of any major moves. As for the Horde, the orcs may still have some warlocks left. I will carefully search every corner of Grim Batol. As for Blackrock Spire, I will let Onyxia visit her brother. Send people to the west to find Xavius ​​and confirm if there are any strange things happening on the continent of Kalimdor. As for the north... let Yoshisa recruit elite expedition teams that can adapt to the severe cold in the Demon Continent. The frost in Northrend is not for nothing..."

Vashj wrote them down one by one, Richard Looking at her, he remembered what happened that year and sighed, "Iori knows our true identity. If we see her again next time and she is hostile to us, do not show mercy."

Vashj was shaking, and Richard asked, "What's wrong?"

Vashj's eyes told of fear, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid that what happened that year will happen again..."

Richard knew she was talking about the exile that year. He walked over and hugged her, patting her shoulders gently, "No... That kind of thing will never happen again, I promise you..."

"Well..." Vashj leaned on Richard's chest with tears in her eyes, and slowly fell asleep. Richard held her like this, motionless...

Vashj was just tired recently, so she took a short rest and returned to Kozan Island. Richard also tidied his clothes and went back to the tent to lie down and fall asleep again.

As soon as Richard lay down, Sylvanas beside him opened his eyes.

The smell of a female, women are always very sensitive to the same smell. Sylvanas turned around and looked at Richard's face pretending to be asleep. I don't know what reason convinced me, and I closed my eyes again.

The next morning, the coalition forces of Grim Batol gathered and entered the valley. There were several caves in the valley. Richard led the team to enter one, and some infantry, paladins, dwarf musketeers and rangers guarded the other entrances.

The orcs almost hollowed out the entire mountain, so the mountain was very spacious and dangerous. As soon as the coalition entered, they were attacked. Several orcs commanded the red dragons under their crotch to charge, and the infantry of the Dragonthroat Clan who were wearing heavy armor also attacked. The armor on their bodies was tempered with dragon fire and was very strong. Since the coalition dared to attack, they naturally had something to rely on. The paladins blessed the coalition infantry, and the soldiers charged with the orc infantry with shields. The air force composed of air harpies and griffon riders resisted the dragon. Harpies and other eagle-like people from other worlds also used equipment from other worlds. Some of the powerful ones put alloy claws on their claws and looked for opportunities to grab the shoulders of the beastmen and throw them down; the less powerful ones used lassoes with barbs to lasso the beastmen in pairs. Some of the dragons that lost their commanders regained their will and gave up the fight, while some continued to resist by instinct. The little guys in the sky also had their own experience in dealing with these big guys.

The giant beasts had strong attack power but were not flexible. Harpies and griffons attacked the dragons from all directions. Wherever the dragons bit, the little guys ran away. When the dragons changed direction, they came back. The pair of wings made of skin on both sides of the dragon were the focus of the air force. Some brave griffon riders commanded their griffons to avoid the attack of the dragon's claws and used the griffon's sharp beak to dig into the dragon's abdomen. The harpies with alloys grabbed the dragon's back and head whenever they had the chance. As long as the wound was scratched, the dwarves on the griffon's back could throw their axes into the wound. Although there were always harpies and griffons falling from the sky, there was no dragon in the sky in the end.

No matter how many dragons died, Richard didn't feel bad. The fewer red dragons there were, the better it was for Richard. That's why Richard agreed to give all the remaining dragon eggs in Grim Batol to Deathwing. The next generation of red dragons can only be their own flesh and blood.

Although the orc infantry wore armor tempered by dragon fire, they were still easily destroyed. No matter how strong the armor was, it couldn't cover the whole body. Sylvanas and her elven rangers' arrows could always find gaps. The heavy hammers of the paladins could also do double the damage to the orcs wearing heavy armor. After this battle, Richard felt that the biggest gain was the wizard Liu. After all, he was a wizard who had made it to the middle level by his own strength. He was not as useless as he had imagined. He fired fireballs one after another, and a blazing storm rose from the ground to harvest the lives of the orcs. It is not necessary to support only the completely useless ones. The entrance was cleared, and Richard took a short break before continuing on his way. Now he had to hurry up. Not only did he have to search all the warlocks here, but he also had to seize the treasures placed in Grim Batol before Big Jaw finished dealing with human affairs.