"What? That Frostwolf Clan clan leader wants to see me?" Llane looked surprised.
Garona nodded, "Durotan and his Frostwolf Clan are noble and rational. They did not agree to invade Azeroth at first, and now the situation in Horde is not very good."
Llane looked at Divine Venerable who was sitting next to him and chatting with Lothar. Before the war started, the god said that this Frostwolf Clan was a rational person who could communicate.
"Llane, it would be nice to meet him. Divine Venerable said that this Frostwolf Clan is different from other clans. Maybe this is a breakthrough point." Medivh's old body sat on a soft fur chair nearby, coughed and said.
Lothar laughed and stood up and patted Medivh on the shoulder, "You are very comfortable as a staff officer now, old friend."
Medivh shook his head, "I just want to make up for my mistakes as much as possible."
"It's not your fault, Medivh. You can't resist the evil spirit that has been lurking in your body since you were born." Hu Feng also came over and comforted the depressed former guardian.
Medivh nodded gratefully to the two of them. Ever since he got rid of Sargeras's control, he fell into deep self-blame. The comfort from his friends now makes him feel much better, but a fault is a fault, and the world will only say that Medivh caused all this, no matter who the soul is that controls the body.
The border area between the Redridge Mountains and Burning Steppes.
This place has been turned into a simple defensive position by Horde, after the Frostwolf Clan was appointed. Everyone knows what cutting off the queen means, either total destruction or being maimed.
Durotan's rational style is considered a sign of cowardice. If Orgrim*Doomhammer hadn't been desperately trying to protect him, Durotan and Frostwolf Clan might have been destroyed by Horde himself.
So now this kind of death task naturally fell on his head. Orgrim asked his old friend worriedly before leaving, but Durotan was in a good mood. Orgrim vaguely guessed something when he saw this, so he said no more, said goodbye to each other and said goodbye. However, neither of them expected that the next time they met, it would be a different situation.
In the direction of the Redridge Mountains, a pair of human cavalry walked slowly towards the junction. Frostwolf Clan scouts spotted this group of human cavalry from a distance. They held high the flag of the Alliance, as if they were afraid that the scouts wouldn't see them, and they were marching at such a speed that they had no intention of attacking.
Durotan received the report, sighed, stood up and walked out with several of his warlords.
The two parties stopped a dozen meters away, confronting each other.
Durotan took a step forward and shouted, "I want to see Great Chief from the human Storm Clan!"
King Llane also looked at the chief Orcs who was wearing snow-white wolf skin. There was no violence in the eyes of this Orcs, and his skin color was different from the unnatural red and black of other Orcs, but he had brown skin.
"I am King Llane of the Stormwind Kingdom. Orcs, you want to see me, do you want to surrender?" Llane also took a step forward and said loudly.
Durotan laughed roughly a few times, "Haha, Frostwolf Clan will never surrender! Frostwolf Clan is never afraid of any enemy! I want to see you because I want to sit down and communicate peacefully with humans. Frostwolf Clan is also willing to have one more friend!"
"We humans prefer to sit down and communicate, but it's a pity that your beast-like compatriots cannot do this." Llane replied.
"Hmph, what kind of garbage dares to show up now?" A cold snort spread around. It was a human mage sitting on a large platform pulled by a carriage that was even more impressive than King Llane. There were two long-eared female elves standing beside him.
Durotan first thought that this human being was talking about him, and immediately became furious. Then he seemed to notice something and squinted his eyes.
"Enemy attack!!!"
At this time, a group of Green Skins and red-skinned Orcs suddenly appeared on the cliff above the level. The red-skinned Orcs Warrior jumped down and began to attack Frostwolf Clan and humans indiscriminately. The Green Skins-skinned Orc Warlock held up the staff and shot out streaks of Shadow Bolt and Rain of Fire downwards.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. Durotan immediately turned over and mounted Frostwolf Clan, commanding Frostwolf Orcs to counterattack the ambushers.
"Help me, human! These Orcs are Stormreaver Clan of Gul'dan! They are our common enemy!" Durotan slammed the head of a Fel Orcs and shouted loudly.
Humans only came with a small group of cavalry this time. King Llane waved his hand to stop the restlessness of the cavalry. Then he looked at the being behind him on the moving platform pulled by six horses.
"Divine Venerable, do you want to help this Frostwolf Clan? The Redridge Mountains fortress is not far from here, and it won't take long to mobilize troops."
Hu Feng stood up slowly and sneered a few times, "Don't bother me. Although I was seriously injured, I can still deal with these scumbags." After the words fell, Hu Feng floated up and looked at the battle ahead Orcs.
"Who gave you the courage to come here to cause trouble? Doesn't Gul'dan know that I have saved Stormwind Kingdom?" Hu Feng's voice filled the ears of all Orcs present with divine power.
"Kneel down!"
With an angry shout, all Orcss looked horrified, and their bodies fell to their knees involuntarily, their knees hitting the ground until their flesh and blood were bloody.
Orc Warlock were more sensitive to power. They were shaking like a sieve, looking at the human mage in the sky in horror. Fel Orcs Warrior His mind was full of muscles, and each one began to struggle, trying to stand up.
Hu Feng glanced coldly, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, black flames suddenly appeared on all Fel Orcs Warrior's bodies, and the burning pain made them howl in agony.
"He did the same thing at Quel'Thalas." Sylvanas muttered, his eyes shining with admiration.
Alleria couldn't bear it, "Wouldn't it be better to just kill them? Why torture them."
"Sister, I've told you many times that torture and shock are more effective than killing them directly. It seems that my thoughts are more consistent with those of the gods..." As soon as he finished speaking, his sister hit him on the head.
At this moment, Fel Orcs Warrior had turned into coke, and Orc Warlock on the cliff was also held down by Frostwolf Orcs. They formed a circle and lowered their heads in fear.
Durotan was equally horrified. No wonder the human Great Chief only brought so many people with him and was not afraid of being in danger at all. With this uncle here, no matter how many Orcs come, it won't be enough to kill him.
He suddenly remembered that Gul'dan suddenly changed his attitude some time ago, gave up attacking Alliance, and asked Horde to go north immediately.
Alliance There is a true God here... He killed another god who helped Horde come to Azeroth.
If you don't leave, Horde will perish!
God's voice interrupted his meditation:
"I am merciful and give you Warlock a chance to live."
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