The Horde players blocked the entrance and the Alliance players didn't want to be outdone.
The Alliance players were all shouting for reinforcements in the local general channel. Compared to the Horde players, their shouts were more direct, "The Horde is blocking the gate, come and help!!!"
Many Alliance players were confused. Why were there so many Horde players all of a sudden?
The tribe was also puzzled. Where did the two troublemakers go?!
Many players were disgusted by the two Alliance players at the Hillsbrad Hills Farm. They blocked the entrance of Southshore, waiting for them to come out. However, after several rounds of fighting with the Alliance players, they still didn't see them.
Suddenly, someone wailed in the general channel. "Help! The Alliance was outside Tarren Mill! Two high-level ones! "
The Horde players were shocked. What's going on? Did those two go behind us?
The Horde players couldn't care less anymore. The hatred between the two alliances was too high, so they all ran back like a swarm of bees.
However, the Alliance thought that the Horde was too cowardly, and their morale was suddenly boosted. They roared and followed behind the Horde, preparing to attack Tarren Mill.
The Horde players rushed back to Tarren Mill and saw that it was these two!
Their names were all the same, and the name of the guild was very funny. It was called Thunderbolt Entertainment World of Warcraft Research Team.
Someone even pretended to be a designer? Kill them!
The tribe swarmed over, but when these two saw the tribe charging over from afar, they ran away.
Mages had Blink, and Hunters had Cheetah's Protection. Normal classes really couldn't catch up …
The Horde players who had been killed at the entrance of Tarren Mill ran back to their corpses and revived. They didn't want to do any quests. After all, they were all young players.
Of course, 'young' didn't mean that they were young. In World of Warcraft, their gaming age was considered young.
After a few rounds of trouble, all the players in Tarren Mill had been stirred up. Many people even asked their guilds to form teams and go to Tarren Mill.
"Come to Tarren Mill! Our guild members are being bullied by the Alliance! Hurry up and join my team! Those above Level 20, come! "
"Pay special attention to two alliances with long names. If you see them, report their coordinates and beat them to death!"
"Southshore has been blocked by the tribe. How can you tolerate that? Hurry up and fight! What, you don't know where Southshore is?! Take a boat and gather at Menethil Port. We'll get someone to pick you up! What? Too far? Far my ass! This is a long night, and we still have to fight for a long time. You guys won't be late! "
"There are a lot of quests here. Once we're done with the Horde, we'll continue doing quests to level up."
"Don't worry, Stranglethorn Vale is also fighting! Quickly send some people to Stranglethorn Vale! "
At this time, another advantage of the sleep mode manifested. If it was during the day, everyone would be more pressed for time. Encountering such a situation, they might just quietly disappear. There were only two or three hours left, so it was more important for them to hurry up and complete some quests to level up.
However, everyone suddenly realized that there were still seven to eight hours left. What were they afraid of? Gather up and fight!
The Alliance players didn't know what was going on and thought that the Horde players had gone too far. They were already at the gates of Southshore, so they had to fight back. Although Southshore was very far away from the main city and there weren't many players who came to find them, as soon as the guilds mobilized, a large number of players immediately rushed over.
The Horde players were all looking for the two Alliance players with particularly long names. These two were the root of all evil. They wouldn't be satisfied if they didn't kill them at least once.
And so, the battle of the Hillsbrad Hills began on a grand scale …
In fact, the first batch of Alliance and Horde players were very cautious when they met each other. Many players were especially careful when it was their first time seeing an enemy camp. They would observe and test the waters, not daring to act rashly because they didn't know if there was a group of strong men following behind them.
However, once the battle started, there was no stopping it. Everyone didn't hold back anymore. Since you guys had already started the battle, how could we just sit back and wait for death?
Both the Alliance and Horde players felt that they were the victims, so they fought without any hesitation. They even shouted in the local channel as if they were the victims.
Hmm … that might be the case, but it was unlikely that the misunderstanding would be resolved.
Because the Alliance and Horde didn't speak the same language …
Alliance: [Common language] ver
an”
Horde: [Orc language] a
d”
Not only were the messages in the channel unintelligible, even the voices of the players were randomly translated by the AI system into a bunch of inexplicable sounds.
Even if there were some Alliance players who were friends with Horde players offline, there were still very few of them. The possibility of resolving this misunderstanding was infinitely close to zero.
Moreover, it wasn't just at Hillsbrad Hills. Stranglethorn Vale was also fighting …
There was no one there to fan the flames, but there would always be a traitor. Therefore, the fighting in Stranglethorn Vale started a little later than here, but the intensity was just as fierce.
In order to prevent PvP in the wild from turning into PvP, these players could only desperately shout for help.
Moreover, everyone was still in the stage of being hot-blooded. If they disagreed with each other, they would fight. There were even some players who were so bored that they ran to low-level areas to take revenge on the Horde.
The players who were still in harmony yesterday, doing quests, leveling up, and clearing dungeons, suddenly seemed to have been awakened as they shouted and fought each other.
… …
Zou Zhuo and Lin Xue's party temporarily put aside their leveling quests and joined the Horde to mingle with the Alliance players.
Looking at the Honor Kills floating on the screen, Zou Zhuo felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"So killing enemies gives players Honor Kills! You can even get promoted if you get Honor Kills! Let's not do quests today. Let's just kill like crazy here! "
Old P was speechless. "Little fatty, you've given out more Honor Kills than you've gotten, haven't you? I don't understand why a weak Warrior like you is so passionate about PvP … "
Zou Zhuo was quite happy killing, but in fact, he had died the most in the party. In a group PvP event like this, low-level Warriors were probably one of the most frustrated professions. This was because ranged players could just throw their skills from afar. Even if their accuracy was poor, with so many enemies, the hit rate would definitely be greatly increased.
However, Zou Zhuo was a bit of a pain in the ass. As a Warrior, even if he dodged left and right to run in front of the Alliance, he would probably be directly killed by a round of concentrated fire.
But no one cared about this. So what if he died? He could resurrect and continue fighting! In any case, he could get an Honor Kill just by touching it. The sense of accomplishment was bursting.
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