The tribe's players didn't even think that the league suddenly burst out of the ice and snow fortress. It was too late to prevent a big chaos. Several players in front of the list were quickly dropped, and the entire formation was broken.

It was the same script as before. After the key battle of this wave of victory and defeat, the ice and snow cemetery was occupied by the alliance, and the captain of the ice and snow fortress and the one or two towers of the tribe were also at risk.

In the end, the league won the Alterac Valley with a weak gap of more than a dozen reinforcements.

At the moment of victory, the league’s battlefield channel was full of joy.

"Big, I really won!!"

"I didn't expect to start playing like that, I can win! It's incredible!"

"Is this game so real? At first, it was completely suppressed by the Horde and there was no power to fight back. Can you change the command and press the tribe in turn?"

"I think the command is on the one hand. Don't you think that I am also arry?"

"Long live the league! After another round, I found myself falling in love with this battlefield!!"

Many Alliance players were originally abused and did not want to play Aoshan again. After the game was over, everyone rekindled their passion for Okuyama.

In fact, before you have been exposed to the Warsong Gulch and the Arathi Basin, the gameplay is different and the number is different, but overall, the battlefield is more and more passionate. But to talk about the art of passion and command, it is still necessary to look at the big battlefield.

Like Okuyama's 40vs40 battlefield, the role of individuals and teams has been brought to the extreme.

Although in a large-scale team battle, the skill of a single player is set to fire for a second, but some powerful individuals can still play a key role. For example, a thief who can play can repeatedly steal the flag and kill the enemy players who have placed the order. The high-level hunter can guarantee the safety of the rear. The mages and warlocks can play a huge role in the battle. A key milk for the healing profession may also have a butterfly effect...

Therefore, whether it is a small-scale battle or a large-scale group battle, as long as it is a player who can play, no matter what occupation, it can have a crucial impact on the battle.

In the large-scale group battle, all kinds of spells fly together, the enemy falls down one by one, and the full screen of the honor kills and floats out. The sense of refreshment and accomplishment is hard to understand in the small battlefield.

Therefore, the Alliance players felt the blood boiling and immediately started the next Alterac Valley battle.

Ten minutes later, these league players looked at the number of reinforcements behind the bridge, a little doubtful about life.

What's so special... How can a human master with a long name not be ranked? ? ?

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At this time, Zou Zhuo and Lao P and others came to the Western Plaguelands and began to prepare for the 60th level.

These players are actually considered to be very fast. After all, after the sleep mode is finished, they can continue to play in the normal mode during the day. The game time of these people is a lever, and the average office worker really does not have them. Faby...

To put it bluntly, if World of Warcraft wants to level, the technique is on the one hand, and the most important thing is time. After all, this game is a time-paid game.

Zou Zhuo looked at the map: "So... this river is called the Sodore River. How can I faintly see a small farm far from the north?"

The old p also looked at the distance: "It seems that there is a small farm, there should be a task."

"Go, go and see." Several people rushed to the north while riding and chatting. "Old p, your plague is really too mad, and leveling in this place is simply a torture... ..."

The old p said that the day the dog: "How does this special call our family's plague land, is that our family? That is the Lich King... How many times have you been with your science to distinguish between us and the Scourge? The difference. Besides, although I chose an undead, I am very depressed in this place?"

The people went north on the east bank of the Sodore River and found a small house in a very hidden place.

The house was very run-down, like the other houses in the plague. There was a ugly old man at the door, sitting on the threshold to fix his hammer.

Zou Zhuoda glanced over the Kodo beast: "Does it seem to be a personal class?"

Old p: "But his name is green, friendly npc."

Zou Zhuo looked at the hammer of the npc in the mouth of the DC: "You look at the hammer on his hand, emitting ice blue light. If you look at this special effect, it is not an ordinary weapon. You said that we will kill him. Drop..."

Lin Xue is full of black lines: "I won't know if I will fall. I only know that a few of us will be killed by him... Let's take a look at your bulls eye, 61 elite..."

The old p silently said: "Although I have not played too many "Dark Soul", but I know that killing npc generally does not have any good results..."

Zou Zhuo looked at the npc's hammer and came to him.

"Tirion Fordring? How do I feel that this name is a bit familiar, as if I have heard it?" Zou Zhuo scratched his head.

Old p: "I didn't feel it. I feel that this old man looks very ordinary. He has a white beard with a ugly appearance. In short, let's take the task first."

Seeing everyone coming, Master Fording greeted them very enthusiastically.

"Race does not mean honor. As long as you stay on my farm, please remember and respect this creed. I have seen some orcs, they are as respectable to the most noble knights; I have also seen some humans, They are as evil as the most cruel undead natural disasters."

"Ah, I shouldn't bother you with my young story. There are still many things to do. If you are willing to stay here, I hope that you can do something to prove your worth, such as... The plague dog started, I can't provide a lot of rewards, but if you succeed, come back to chat with me, and then a good meal is also good."

Zou Zhuoyi pulls the old p's mage robe: "You look at the old man is still very kind, please also let us eat together."

The old p nodded and whispered: "Well, the npc for dinner is still rare. We ask him what tasks he has here."

Old Fording continues: "Even ordinary wild animals have become ferocious beasts, and I ask you to kill those creatures that attack innocent people from the air, plague bats."

"Oh, yes, my food reserves are very small. I have to admit that I don't have any food that I can share with you now. Can you help me with this little man? This is the only place in the vicinity that has not been infected with plague. Creatures are rot, although they don't taste good, but their meat can be stored for months, and I have to store hundreds of pounds of meat for the coming winter!"

"Your face is not very good, is there any problem?"

Old Fording looked at the petrified people in front of him with great concern.

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