Upon receiving the small sect leader's seal, Lorewalker Cho felt its weight and his heart was heavy.
This is both a responsibility and an obligation.
Shado-Pan Monastery is the last bastion of courage for the Pandaren race, and it absolutely cannot be lost. He cannot afford to lose this battle, or the Pandaren will face extinction.
Lorewalker Cho, carrying Taran Zhu who was infected by the Sha, used the sect leader's seal to gather disciples from various dojos along the way, and headed towards the Snowdrift Dojo in a grand procession.
Master Snowdrift stood trembling in the center of the dojo hall, holding a red feather in his hand. The disciples, infected by the Sha power, surrounded him.
The power of the Chi-Ji protected Master Snowdrift, shielding him from the corruption of the Sha Power.
Normally, Master Snowdrift, relying on Taran Zhu's favoritism, often bullied his disciples. But when the disciples were infected by the power of the Sha, they finally could no longer tolerate it.
"Lorewalker Cho, what are you holding in your hand?"
Master Snowdrift set his sights on the sect leader's seal in Lorewalker Cho's hand. Although his strength was not top-notch, he felt that he could still deal with Lorewalker Cho. Taking advantage of his disciples' unpreparedness, he jumped out of the encirclement and threw a punch.
Lorewalker Cho slightly turned to the side and gently pushed Master Snowdrift's shoulder.
Master Snowdrift brushed past Lorewalker Cho, but lost control of his movement and crashed headfirst into the wall, falling unconscious. His disciples rushed over and used ropes to bind him tightly.
Lorewalker Cho picked up the Chi-Ji, from which came the surprised voice of the Chi-Ji.
"So Master Snowdrift was an inside agent of the August Celestials." Lorewalker Cho looked at Taran Zhu beside him, and the black aura surrounding Master Zhu became even more intense.
Lorewalker Cho grinned at the feather and said, "What Wrathion passed on to Master Zhu was the Five-Dragon Sealing Array of the Dragonkin. It's not a particularly profound technique. Haha, even someone as wise as the August Celestials would fall for it."
A Chi-Ji growl emanated from within the feathers, saying resentfully, "Xuen is ready for battle. The Sha of Anger cannot protect you; you will all die."
The Chi-Ji feathers emitted flames and burned to ashes.
Lorewalker Cho clenched his fists, encouraging himself. " With the Sha of Anger holding off Xuen, without the help of the August Celestials, the Orcs are doomed to defeat."
Deep within the Snowflow Dojo, Vol'jin quietly sipped his tea as a large horde of Pandaren infected with Sha rushed in. Vol'jin paid no heed, smiling as he sized up Zhou Zhuo.
Lorewalker Cho's expression shifted. "So your true form isn't here."
Vol'jin put down his teacup and asked in surprise, "How did you figure that out?"
Lorewalker Cho stroked his chin and said, "I know you, Vol'jin. In this situation, you would definitely kneel down and beg for mercy, you would never be ready to die."
Vol'jin's avatar was somewhat angry, but then nodded:
"No one is unafraid of death. So-called courage and sacrifice are just used to deceive the ignorant masses. Lorewalker Cho, you should know that Thrall and Garrosh are mortal enemies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. We can cooperate."
Lorewalker Cho chuckled and stared at Vol'jin's face, saying:
"I see cunning and treachery in your face. Although I am well-read, I am far inferior to you in terms of scheming and trickery. However, I know how to avoid being fooled: do not associate with evil people, nor listen to their words. I refuse to cooperate."
Lorewalker Cho waved his hand, and the disciples infected with the power of the Sha rushed forward, smashing Vol'jin's avatar into a bloody pulp.
Under the command of the Lorewalker Cho, the disciples of the Shado-Pan Monastery busied themselves preparing for a desperate battle against the Orcs.
When Lorewalker Cho learned that Nazgrim was leading five thousand elite Kor'kron Orcs to attack Shado-Pan Monastery, his confidence wavered slightly.
Although Shado-Pan Monastery is a sacred place for martial arts, its disciples are not skilled in battle formations and cannot compare to the battle-hardened Orcs.
Amidst the snow-capped mountains, Robbie and Vanessa stood at the entrance of the Shado-Pan Monastery, handing over the Defias Brotherhood's calling cards.
The Pandaren had little understanding of the Orcs, and suffered greatly as a result at the beginning of the war between humans and Orcs.
The Orcs' weaknesses and strengths are very obvious. If no one guides them, the Pandaren will probably have to suffer several defeats before they learn their lesson.
Unfortunately, the Pandaren no longer have the chance to make mistakes.
Shado-Pan Monastery was preparing for a desperate battle when, upon learning that the messengers were from the Defias Brotherhood, Lorewalker Cho, after reviewing the Eastern Kingdoms's records, greeted them with delight.
Robbie asked, somewhat puzzled, "Lorewalker Cho, in the Azeroth Continent, the Defias Brotherhood just an insignificant local power. Why did you personally come out to greet them?"
Lorewalker Cho said seriously, "The Westfall isolated and outnumbered, yet it can leave Stormwind City helpless, Horde, though eyeing it covetously, dares not make a move. It must have something extraordinary about it."
Robbie showed his appreciation. The Lorewalker Cho had a clear mind and rigorous logic, truly deserving of being called a rare martial arts prodigy in Pandaria.
After the guests and hosts were seated, Robbie went straight to the point, speaking with measured intonation:
"Defeating the Orcs is not difficult. We just need to abandon the Shado-Pan Monastery, take some provisions, and head into the Great Snow Mountain. The Shado-Pan disciples are all highly skilled in martial arts, so survival won't be a problem. The Orcs have enormous appetites and must eat meat. Given time, they will inevitably fight each other due to a lack of food."
Lorewalker Cho shook his head after hearing this:
"If Shado-Pan Monastery is reduced to ashes, the Pandaren will lose faith. Therefore, I must not abandon Shado-Pan Monastery- Shado-Pan Monastery. Only by fighting to the death and doing everything in my power to defend it can I inspire the people and give the Pandaren hope."
Robbie knew this would happen, and said seriously:
"Defending Shado-Pan Monastery to the death, even if we win, will be a Pyrrhic victory, unless..."
"Unless what?" Lorewalker Cho asked eagerly.
Robbie said with a solemn expression:
"The Orcs pride themselves on their bravery, but it's just a facade. Their generals are actually the most cowardly and afraid of death. If you have the ability to threaten Nazgrim's personal safety, Nazgrim will definitely withdraw his troops."
Lorewalker Cho pondered for a long time, then said with obvious delight:
"The way of the Monks is not good at ambushes, but Pandaren martial arts have a unique Soul-Body Separation Technique, which is actually a misnomer. The so-called Soul Separation is based on using Chi to create a clone. Its power is not very strong, but if multiple people cooperate, it can definitely achieve the effect of an ambush."
"The valiant Orcs army swept across Pandaria with unstoppable might."
The Kor'kron army marched forward, Nazgrim with a ferocious look on his face, growling triumphantly, his Battle Axe stained with blood.
Five thousand elite Kor'kron Orcs set out from Krasarang Wilds, passing through the Valley of the Four Winds and the Townlong Steppes, fighting their way to Kun-Lai Summit.
Following behind the main army were hundreds of yak carts, carrying military provisions plundered along the way.
Nazgrim always remembered Warchief Garrosh's words: the Orcs must constantly kill and destroy in order to be Invincible.
The Orcs army marched down a blood-stained path, slaughtering Pandaren village they encountered along the way, turning the corpses into Tough Jerky, and then burning them to the ground.
Wherever the army passed, only a desolate wasteland remained.
As the saying goes, those who are virtuous will find many helpers. Under the command of the Peace Dove, tens of thousands of Pandaren followed the army, ready to provide the Orcs with fresh military rations at any time.
Although Nazgrim received news of the Sha of Anger's birth, he didn't take it seriously. The August Celestials had made a promise, Xuen the White Tiger was already prepared to fight the Sha of Anger.
What Nazgrim needs to do is destroy the Shado-Pan Monastery and cut off Taran Zhu's head.
The army entered Kun-Lai Summit, Nazgrim received a message from the vanguard.
Several key generals of the vanguard were killed in their sleep, leaving the force leaderless.