"Jevanen. You know what this means! I doubt..."

"Do you suspect that the Kul Tiras Navy was secretly funding behind the scenes? After all, just looking at the style, these weapons are almost the same as the equipment of the Theramo defenders." Compared to the old man's concern, Jevanen's terrifying totem's face returned to peace. Shaking his head, the veteran captain breathed a sigh of relief and replied faintly: "Even if the wild boars get the weapons to support them, they can't make any waves. On this land, the legion now has the strength to protect every compatriot!"

"Okay, I'm the one we need to worry about. Report the situation to Good as soon as possible and let him deal with it." After pondering for a moment, Jevanen's terrifying totem was exchanged for the Hawk scout who accompanied the army. He whispered a few instructions and ordered him to go to Orgrimmar to convey all the information about the encounter of the Kodo Beast Cavalry.

Watching the hawk scout gradually fade away in the sky until it turns into a black spot and disappears. Jevanen suddenly turned his head and looked at Mr. Gundru with a serious and gloomy face and asked quietly:

"Gundrew... Does the wild boar man's behavior of collecting corpses remind you of an opponent we had not long ago?"

"Huh? Who?" Compared to the veteran captain's keenness of these strange information, Mr. Gundrew was obviously half a beat slower. He replied blankly before suddenly awakening, and with a surprised expression, he tentatively said the name that flashed through his mind:

"You mean..."

The next second, the two old bullheads, Gundru* Thick Hoof and Jevanen* Horror Totem, spoke in unison:

"The Undead Natural Disaster... This is what you mentioned to transform? This is what you mentioned to improve the combat effectiveness of my tribe?"

In the deep and dark cave, Calgar, the leader and high priest of the Wild Boar clan, pointed at the group of pale and lifeless and dull-faced tall wild boar men behind him, staring at the figure in front of him with a look of chill and death, and shouted angrily:

"You'd better give me a satisfactory explanation for the cunning and sinister bones! Otherwise our cooperation will end here!"

"And I will break you up and feed you to the hyenas in the barren land before your master arrives!"

"What's wrong? Don't they meet your requirements?"

Faced with the angry scolding and threats of the old witch of the wild boar, the guy who called himself Yamenar slowly turned around - the empty white bones, floating chains surrounding his body. This figure holding a bone staff in his hand was a lich!

"I am tired and have no pain. Because the body contains plague toxins, the damage is doubled, and I even have eternal life!" The lich's voice was hoarse and difficult, but if you listen carefully, you can still distinguish the joke and mockery in your tone:

"The great ice king Yamenal didn't tease you, stupid wild boar man! Didn't everything come strictly according to your requirements?"

"In addition, I advise you to restrain your stupid temper and hope you can understand who you are talking to!" The lich's voice suddenly became sinister and cold, and he declared word by word:

"If it weren't for the great Lich King, I thought the corpses of the taurens you collected were excellent materials for creating the Death Knight, so I was quite satisfied with your performance... Otherwise... they would only turn into ghouls and skeletons, and not transformed by me personally!"

"Please remember this and recognize your current situation, idiot!" (To be continued)q!~!
Chapter completed!