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Chapter 325 Saving Smurfette

After Maraad heard that something happened to his sister, he suddenly felt that the sky was falling. After escaping from Argus, he kept losing people he cherished along the way, until he reached Draenei, whom he loved. The only family member he cherishes is his sister Lailan.

Now, his sister was also attacked and kidnapped by the barbarians of Draenor. How could he accept this?

Therefore, he rushed to the great temple in Shattrath City as soon as possible. His actions needed to be approved by Velen.

"Really? I understand. Then, go ahead, Maraad. You can command and deploy the garrison in that village, but I hope that the relationship between us and the orcs will not be too rigid. "

After Velen heard about this, he did not think for too long before allowing Maraad to take action. However, it was impossible for him to give him too much support. Currently, the entire draenei society has its own garrison corps. mission, they must be fully prepared to face the Burning Legion attack that may come at any time.

"Yes! Prophet. The manpower of such a small team is enough. I can save my sister."

Maraad knows the intelligence of the orcs. The weapons used by those barbarians who have just been civilized are all made of stone or bone. Their weapons cannot harm the heavily armored draenei guards. Officials.

The Holy Light will provide them with a healing shield, allowing them to better fight the enemy.

"By the way, Maraad, you can try to contact Korora Leon and the others at the border. They may have been stationed in the border area now."

After Velen gave Maraad a hand-signed warrant, he thought of the Seed of Argus and the Turedal, which happened to be in the border area at the moment. They must not leave this matter unattended by Corola Leon. of.

"I understand, thank you Prophet."

After saying the salute, Maraad turned around and left the Great Temple quickly. He did not dare to delay. After all, his sister was captured, and the rescue time had to be against the clock.

He came to a mage tower, hoping to use the mages here to send him to the border area, and also hoped to use the equipment here to get in touch with the Turedal.

As night fell, the Seed of Argus and the Turedal were already stationed in the flat area on the coast of Oruna. Daza also looked through some intelligence information about the planet Draenor provided by Shattrath. Then we went to rest, but unexpectedly a special guest came in the evening.

"Colorarion, it's so late, what can I do for you?"

At the Seat of the Naaru, Dasa met the commander of Turedal, whose face was full of anxiety at this moment.

"Chief Dasa, I'm here to ask for your help."

Colorarion thought for a long time before finally summoning up the courage to explain his purpose to Daza.

He hoped that Daza could help and work with Maraad to rescue his kidnapped sister from the orcs.

"Can't you participate yourself?"

After listening to Collarion's request, Daza thought for a while and looked at Collarion strangely.

"I personally would like to participate, but the Holy Light Legion cannot get involved in the conflicts and disputes between the two races in this world."

Colorarion talked about the reason why he couldn't participate, with a wry smile on his face.

"It looks like this. I have to ask my crew."

Dasa nodded, but did not agree immediately. He was still thinking about integrating the power of the orcs, but when he lacked an excuse, this excuse came.

Although he was not sure which orc chief caused the trouble, the sleepy behavior of handing him a pillow still made him feel quite happy.

Still at the Seat of the Naaru, Dasa gathered all the crew here and told them about Lelan's kidnapping by the orcs. The whole scene exploded.

"Save! We must save! Since that coward Viren doesn't dare to do this and allows those barbarians to plunder wantonly, then let's teach these uncivilized guys what civilization is!"

Atas shouted loudest. He heard many things in the streets of Shattrath City and the Draenei villages near his station about the border being raided by orc marauders.

Those who lost some wealth were considered lucky. Those who were unlucky were likely to be killed by the marauding orcs, or kidnapped and sent to sacrifice to their evil gods.

Not only Atas had heard of this kind of thing, but the entire crew of the Seed of Argus knew more or less about the orcs.

"Okay, in that case, let's take action, but this time it's a rescue operation, and the Seed of Argus doesn't have to participate together. The few stalkers can't leave yet, and go to the scene of the incident to find that person. Follow the traces of a group of orc kidnappers to track down the whereabouts of the kidnapped people. Others, please stay behind."

After Dasa said this, he quickly began to assign tasks.

The eredas, who were already simmering with anger, immediately took action.

Dasa will be fully involved in this tracking operation. He is dressed in hunting attire, wearing an emerald green close-fitting leather armor made by a senior leatherworker in Shattrath City, and carrying two draenei defenders around his waist. A standard long sword, a large bow and a pot of arrows on his back.

"Let's go, Mirai."

After Daza finished preparing, he arrived in the shuttle, and the pilot was still Milai.

"The chief wants to participate in person this time? Ha, you think too highly of those barbarians."

While Milai was routinely checking the status of the shuttle, he imagined that Daza would rush into the orc tribes and start a massacre.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how efficient the chief was in killing the demons of the Burning Legion.

"Don't underestimate any intelligent species, Milai. Besides, there may not be anything too bloody this time."

Daza waved his hand. He didn't think he was such a murderous person.

The golden shuttle quickly flew out of the hangar of the Seed of Argus, carrying Daza and the four stalkers towards the wilderness near the border village at dusk.

In the teleportation hall of Turedal, accompanied by the light of the azure arcana, the fully armed Maraad arrived at the Holy Light Battleship for the first time. The bright light here pierced him for a while and he could not open his eyes.

"Welcome to Turedal."

Colorarion personally stood here to greet the Draenei man who was bent on saving his sister.

"Commander Colorarion, I need your help. Please help me find the whereabouts of my sister. Please."

After meeting Koralion, Maraad humbly sought help from him.

"I know I'm anxious, but at this time, I can't lose my bearings. Come with me. The members of the Seed of Argus next door have already taken action. Even their commander has personally set off to the place where the incident occurred. ."

As he spoke, Colorarion gave Maraad a waking spell and led him to the bridge of the Turedal. “Their commander? Is that the elf?”

With the help of this awakening spell, Maraad finally calmed down a little.

"Yes, their chief - Dasa. I remember you met."

Colorarion talked to Maraad as he walked.

During the conversation, the two walked through the long corridor and arrived at the bridge in Turedal, where they had established a communication relationship with the shuttle ahead.

"We have arrived at the location of the incident. The chief is personally leading people to search for traces. The guy over there who wants to save his sister can come over. I will send you the location coordinates."

Milai stayed in the shuttle to maintain contact with the two ships behind. At the same time, he could also provide necessary safety warnings in mid-air to Daza and others who were conducting surveys below.

After all, this place was attacked by orcs, probably once again.

"Thank you, thank you for your help, I'll rush over right now!"

Maraad was very moved when he heard Millai's words. He really didn't expect that the stranger who was chatting and laughing with the prophet Velen would do so for his sister.

With the blessing of Elune, Daza used Draenor's moonlight to carefully examine the footprints and scattered grass in this area.

At one point, he was still trying to simulate the situation when Leylan was chased and how she was caught.

"This grassland has obvious large signs of crushing. This must be where he was caught. There are dense and scattered dog footprints in the northwest. They should be the wargs of the orc raiders."

Dasa squatted in front of the meadow and finally made a judgment. Now that he had found the capture point, he needed to find the whereabouts of the robbers.

The four stalkers surrounding him also dispersed at this moment, and each began to look for clues.

Daza was the fastest to find tracking clues. After all, he was also the number one hunter in the Zandalari Empire back then. He was very good at tracking prey.

"I can already smell the unique smell of those orcs. In the northwest, these arrogant fools never thought that they would be chased by the draenei."

Daza's expression was full of disdain. He did not expect that the group of orc marauders had no sense of counter-reconnaissance at all. They just returned as they came. Even the duck-billed dinosaurs in the Zandalari Mountains were more counter-reconnaissance than them. Hunting consciousness!

It's so easy to find it this way.

The next step is simple, just board the plane and head northwest.

At this time, Maraad was riding a thunder elephant along the stone road towards the border village.

In the dark night, in a mountain forest, four orc raiders camped here, and their four wargs crawled quietly behind them, quietly waiting for dawn around the bonfire.

"It's really unlucky that we caught such a person after working for a long time."

An orc raider stretched out his hand to light the fire while turning his head to look at Lelan behind him who was tied up like a pig and thrown to the ground.

"You have to chase one of them in a swarm, but you have let the other cubs run away. When we go back, the chief will blame them, and we can't bear to go around."

An orc who looked a little older touched the water bag on his waist as he spoke.

"It would be good to have one. I heard that several other teams have been out for many days and can't even see a blue hoof. It is also difficult to see their cargo teams in the areas where they used to appear."

The orc predator, who wears a bone needle as a decoration in his right ear, is holding a piece of dried meat in his hand, and in his other hand is holding a delicate stone dagger, slowly peeling the piece of dried meat into small thin slices. Then he stuffed it into his mouth and ate it bit by bit.

"Tonight's night is really difficult. We have traveled too far. We still have another day to travel before we reach the tribe."

The thinnest orc among the four looked at the bright moon above his head with some worry.

"Humph, what can happen? Do you think those blue-skinned hooves will come after us? Don't be kidding me. Those cowards who are more courageous than the iguana people will just obediently offer up all their belongings."

The oldest orc raider said angrily. He only thought that his team member was too courageous.

And just as he finished speaking, a rustling sound suddenly came from the tree crown above his head.

This sudden change naturally aroused the vigilance of the four orc raiders.

"Tustingoo!"

Dasa jumped down from the tree, and the long sword in his hand instantly pierced the necks of the two orcs who were relatively close, and nailed the two orcs' bodies to the ground firmly.

"you!"

The older orc and the thinnest looking orc realized what had happened, but Daza would not give them any more chances.

Relying on his height, which was much higher than that of these orcs, he raised his leg and kicked the older orc out. At the same time, he pulled out the two swords from the corpse, and used his backhand to hit the two sitting people who were coming towards him. The wolf was beheaded.

The thinner orc rushed towards Dasa with a stone axe, hoping to kill Dasa before he could get up. Unexpectedly, he took off the big bow behind him, quickly loaded the bow with arrows, and fired two arrows. It penetrated his left and right shoulder blades and pinned him to a big tree behind him. Dasa turned around and shot the last two wargs to death one by one.

To Lai Lan, this happened almost instantly. She didn't even realize at the moment who this tall figure wearing an emerald green cloak who fell from the sky was.

"It's okay, Leland."

After Daza finished dealing with these enemies, he released Laylan.

"who are you?"

After being helped up by Dasa, Laylan looked at him in surprise. He was taller than Prophet Velen. Although he looked a little slender and did not want to be as burly as the Draenei defenders, but from the battle just now, Zhong Neng can see how high the opponent's combat power is.

"My name is Daza. Oh, you should go and talk to Orlan and the others first. I have something to ask these two orcs."

While Daza was speaking, the four stalkers also gathered around him. After he handed Leylan over to them, he walked straight towards the orc marauder who was still alive after he had nailed him to the tree.

(End of this chapter)