War Horde finally took action.
Although from Diakum's perspective, it seems that a lot of things have happened since the conclusion of the K'ure Alliance's initial alliance, in fact, less than ten days have passed since then.
From the moment Great Chieftain Blackhand summoned all the Great Chieftain to drink Demon Blood, to the moment War Horde's army began to surround Shattrath City from both sides, this speed of advance fully demonstrated the terrifying advantage of Orcs in an aggressive war.
Although for them, Wolf Rider is a special unit, it does not mean that only Wolf Rider has Dire Wolf partners. With the marching speed of the Dire Wolfs domesticated by Orcss, if these guys are allowed to take the lead, I am afraid that there will no longer be any safe zone in the entire Talador Region.
However, Diakum is not very worried about the safety of Shattrath City and Talador Region.
Father Haddon's government orders for more than two hundred years were basically based on protecting the safety of the tribe. The tough-minded Krokuun people almost built Talador Region into an airtight steel defense circle.
What the One needs to worry about is that Orcs captures Pilgrim's Road or sends a partial division through the sea in the direction of Shadowmoon Valley.
Once Pilgrim's Road is captured, Karabor Temple will immediately become the enclave alone in Shadowmoon Valley, even though Diakum defeated Gul'dan there before 's ambition, but he couldn't isolate Tanaan Jungle and Shadowmoon Valley by himself, so the defensive pressure faced by Draenei was quite high.
However, in addition to facing Felblood Orcs's frontline Shattrath City, Diakum and Ner'zhul are both worried about the situation on Frostfire Ridge's side.
It is also one of the centers of war in the Draenor continent.
Especially after the Frostwolf Clan joined K'ure Alliance, and used actions to resist the recruitment of Great Chieftain Blackhand, he would never participate in the bloodbath and massacre of War Horde, and would never allow his tribe members to drink demon blood, Frostwolf Clan became a thorn in Great Chieftain's side.
Whether it is due to Great Chieftain's maintenance of self-authority or strategic considerations from a practical perspective, Frostwolf Clan must be dealt with as soon as possible.
When Whiteclaw Clan's elite Warrior has been recruited and taken away by Eitrigg Warlord, and most of the Whiteclaw Clan's territory has been swallowed up by the Thunderlord Clan, Matron Geyah's eldest son, Durotan's eldest brother, Chieftain Fenris Wolfbrother of the Thunderlord Clan, is determined to take this opportunity to seize his incompetent brother's clan, truly unify Frostfire Ridge, and make Thunderlord Clan a big clan that can rival Blackrock Clan and Warsong Clan.
Fenris's fierce Wolf Rider is now guarding the strategic and dangerous area Thunder Pass where the One enters and exits Frostfire Ridge.
He and the Chieftain guards led by Orgrim Doomhammer, whom Great Chieftain Blackhand trusts most, have actually trapped Frostwolf Clan to death in Frostfire Ridge, even though Frostwolf Clan is one of the largest clans in Orcs civilization, the situation they are facing now is much more dangerous than Shattrath City.
Draenei has at least two real powerful cities as barriers, but Frostwolf Clan has nothing.
The civilization of Orcs has not yet developed to the extent that it can build a fortress on the permafrost of Frostfire Ridge, so Frostwolf Clan has almost no danger to defend except for the terrain advantage!
Faced with the pressing force of the Great Chieftain army, Frostwolf Clan Chieftain Durotan decisively chose to retreat. He concentrated all the Warrior members of his clan in the Frostwolf Clan's traditional territory and gave up the peripheral territories. He also moved the old, weak, women and children to Worgol Fortress.
That place is located in the southwest of Frostfire Ridge where the overall altitude is extremely high, and it is still very safe.
The biggest luck for the Frostwolf Clan at the moment is that no matter whether Thunderlord Clan and Orgrim Doomhammer are willing or not, they must first get past the huge fortress group of Ogre Magi if they want to further attack Frostwolf Clan.
It was once the largest border city in the Gorian Empire and the largest stone fortress in the Frostfire Ridge region.
The brutal and powerful Ogres warlords don't care what you Great Chieftain Blackhand want to do, they will not take the initiative to make way for Demon Blood Horde and let these strange Green Skins Orcs exterminate Frostwolf Clan's brown-skinned Orcs As for, it's not that they have a good relationship with the brown-skinned Orcs, it's just that the violent Green Skins Orcs doesn't intend to pay "tolls", yo, this is intended to act like a white wolf with empty gloves for our Ogre Magi Fortress and Ogres uncles, right?
Haha, today I don't want you to experience Ogres's ancestral cooking art, so I'll just write our Ogre Magi Fortress's name upside down!
But the good news is that Horde Warrior who drank the demonic blood will become violent now. If they can't find the enemy, they will even fight with their own people, so Ogres would be the best to block the way.
Orgrim Doomhammer let go and let his demon blood Warrior attack Frostfire Ridge's Ogres everywhere, and within a few days he made a lot of gains.
The terrifying combat effectiveness of Felblood Orcs forced Bloodmaul Ogre in the northern part of Frostfire Ridge and Ogre Magi, which dominated the central region, to even join forces to fight against the threat of Horde. For Durotan Chieftain, who would have regarded Ogres as a bandit threat in the past, this wave is really a classic case of "the bandits die in the country, and the country is guarded by the people."
But the fact is that Ogress probably can't stop Orgrim Doomhammer's army.
Once Fenris Wolfbrother, who is still devouring Whiteclaw Clan's territory, frees up his hands and throws his fierce and violent demon-blooded Wolf Rider into the battlefield, it is estimated that all Ogre Magi Fortress's Ogres barbarians will be beaten to death.
These Ogress have been declining since Battle of Blood River belonged to them and Wizard Head was strangled to death. After so many years, let alone the second Wizard Head, they have internally split into warlords one after another. It is difficult for this fragmented society to support an all-out war with Orcs.
Therefore, for Durotan, there are two most important things right now:
First, before Ogres is defeated, Frostwolf Clan and Whiteclaw Clan Warrior who are unwilling to join War Horde must be encouraged to the point where they can engage in a decisive battle.
Second, he must take a risk!
He had to find a way to meet his "sworn brother" Orgrim Doomhammer and ask him clearly before Thunderlord Clan raised the butcher's knife against the Frostwolf Clan.
This is obviously very risky. Although Durotan is very confident in the friendship between the two since they were young, Shaman Drek'Thar, the legend of the Frostwolf Clan, firmly disagrees with Chieftain taking the risk. Unfortunately, this "blind prophet" cannot persuade Durotan.
Especially when the "backbone" of the Frostwolf Clan, the beloved companion of Chieftain, and the legendary heroine Ms. Draka is currently not with Frostfire Ridge.
Well, it is actually not a good thing to have a wife who is too good and too strong. Although Durotan has always been at peace at home, gossips like "Durotan is a ridiculous rake-eared Orcs Chieftain" are inevitably spread outside.
"You don't have to come on this adventure with me, you old fogy!"
In the snowy night that Frostfire Ridge could freeze to death Ogres, Frostwolf Clan Chieftain, who was riding a snow-colored Dire Wolf and wearing a clan war helmet made of white wolf skin, was trudging in the snow while complaining to the old Shaman who was following him:
"You are not in good health and you are blind. If you slip and fall, I have to rescue you."
"My poor health is caused by your stubbornness. As for my eyes, I don't need you to worry about them!"
The Orcs prophet riding a brown and black Dire Wolf said in a cold tone:
"After that stupid old thing Ner'zhul and Saint of Draenei risked their lives to save the elements, Shaman and I in the clan have regained the blessing of the elements. In this cold night, every ray of wind is my eyes."
The legendary Shaman has black cloth strips covering his eyes, which means that he is a disabled Orcs.
It is said that like Gul'dan, he was born with a disability, Orcs, and had the same miserable starting point in life. However, Drek'Thar's advantage is that his "reincarnation technology" is obviously much better than the unlearned Gul'dan.
He is Frostwolf Orcs, and because Frostwolf Clan has lived in a bitter cold place like Frostfire Ridge for a long time, they have become the most united and humane clan among Orcs.
Gul'dan was kicked out of the clan to fend for himself because he was born lame, but not only was Drek'Thar not left to freeze to death in the snowy night, he was carefully trained and accepted as a disciple by Shaman Kashur Matron, the legend of the previous generation in the clan.
His elemental affinity is quite terrifying. Seniors like Ner'zhul have publicly praised Drek'Thar's talent and his respect and love for the elements several times.
Ner'zhul has always believed that after his death, Drek'Thar will most likely succeed him and become the spiritual leader of Orcs Shaman.
In fact, this "prophecy" is not wrong at all.
In True History of the Dark Portal, when Gul'dan "killed" Draenor's element with Curse Code, Orcs's Shaman inheritance was completely cut off, and the elder Drek'Thar became Among the few stubborn people who still insist on Elemental Tradition, it was he who personally brought out Thrall's awesome disciple who was powerful enough to represent Shaman's career path more than ten years later, thus bringing the ancient Shaman inheritance back to New Horde.
Regardless of the evaluation in any sense, Drek'Thar is the same as Ner'zhul. It is a legendary Shaman that occupies an important part in the history of Orcs.
His experience is the opposite of Gul'dan, who has spent his whole life working for the interests of the Orcs species. However, it needs to be emphasized that this legendary Shaman is not a "pacifist" in the conventional sense.
Frostwolf Clan, who was led by him, has been the dominant figure in the northern kingdom of Eastern Kingdoms for a long time. Being able to live under the nose of Lordaeron, the strongest kingdom in mankind, for nearly twenty years has proven that the legendary Shaman can definitely be ruthless at critical moments.
"Tell me, Drek'Thar, can my Draka persuade Mok'Nathal's group of lonely hunters to join K'ure Alliance?"
Durotan quickly arrived at the meeting place he had arranged with his sworn brother. Next to a deserted hill near the coast, surrounded by his own Dire Wolf, Frostwolf Clan Chieftain looked at the deserted moonlight above his head and asked:
"There is also Zargrel Chieftain. After he came back from Nagrand this time, I felt that he seemed to have aged dozens of years."
"Zargrel's clan is gone, and his spirit is also Dispersion."
Faced with this problem, the blind but thoughtful legend Shaman sighed and said:
"He was rescued by the Draenei Saint, but only a breath of anger was left to support him. The White Claw clan was actually destroyed. Even if those warriors who followed him survived, they would not be able to take back the land from the Thunder God clan. Their end could only be integrated into the Frostwolf clan.
I talked to Zargrel Chieftain and he has no plans to rebuild the clan at all.
Maybe he looked away.
His current the One intention is to take revenge on Gul'dan and Shadow Council. He will not allow War Horde to drag more young people into a desperate situation of destruction after devouring his clan.
Therefore, your first question is also answered, Durotan.
If only Ms. Draka went to Gorgrond to persuade the hunters of the Mok'Nathal Clan, the result would only be between 50 and 50, but now with Zargrel Chieftain As a lobbyist, E, as long as that old hunter Leoroxx still has the slightest sense of shame, he will lead his entire family to join our camp in order to repay Battle of Blood River's favor.
Mok'Nathal Orcs There are no weaklings!
There are only a few of them, but each of them is a natural-born Warrior, hunter and assassin. Such an elite force can definitely become a trump card in any war as long as it is used well."
"But that's what I'm worried about! What we can see, can't Blackhand and Gul'dan not see it?"
Durotan sighed and said:
"I'm worried that Draka and Zargrel are late. I'm worried that just like Eitrigg Warlord seized the opportunity to devour Whiteclaw Clan, Blackhand also sent others to recruit Mok'Nathal Clan.
They are too lonely.
Once the opponent is coerced, it is almost impossible to find any reinforcements. In the most extreme case, I worry that Leoroxx, who has a strong personality, may choose to fight to the death."
"Stop worrying so blindly."
Drek'Thar shook his head and said:
"With the terrifying perception of Mok'Nathal hunters, as long as Blackhand dares to use an army to surround them, before Wolf Rider gets close to Mok'Nathal's hunting ground, they will be torn apart by the beasts tamed by those hunters. You have seen Leoroxx's son, right?"
"Rexxar?"
Durotan nodded and said:
"Indeed, I have seen that child. He was able to fight an ice porcupine with his bare hands when he was ten years old. If my Go'el can be half as healthy as that child in the future, I will have to thank Ancestral Spirit for his blessing.
It is said that the child was born with a wild heart?"
"Well, Kilrogg Chieftain once commented personally. He said that if Rexxar was born in the Bleeding Hollow Clan, he would immediately abdicate in favor of someone better the moment the child passed his coming-of-age ceremony."
Drek'Thar smiled and said:
"You know how arrogant and arrogant Kilrogg is. For him to say such things shows how powerful Rexxar Leima's talent is, but your Go'el also has someone here!
Three people!
All with weapons!
Damn it!
I think Orgrim is coming with two assassins! Get ready to fight!"
Drek'Thar pulled out two Coldsteel Axe from his waist. Without him calling, the power of frost wrapped around the weapons. Dire Wolf on both ends also made a pounce gesture, but Durotan had the air of a general.
He stretched out his hand to hold down Shaman and whispered:
"Put away your weapons! I believe in my sworn brothers, and I believe in the promise of Orgrim."
"Your trust in him may get you killed in these dangerous times!"
Drek'Thar sighed helplessly.
This Durotan is really good at everything, but there are always some mothers-in-law at important moments. How good would it be if you took this opportunity to bury the opponent's general directly in this wilderness? Frostfire Ridge Wouldn't this battle be won without a fight?
What?
You said you can't beat Orgrim?
Aren't I here?
What are you afraid of!
After the return of the power of the elements, as a legendary Shaman, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes for me to crush a legendary Warrior to death?
Of course, Shaman is just complaining.
He knew that Durotan was a man of faith, and if the more decisive Draka came tonight, this might have happened.
"Look! He just brought two children."
Durotan took the initiative to walk up the hill, and soon saw Orgrim Doomhammer riding a black wolf, and two Orcs, a man and a woman riding Dire Wolf behind him.
Frostwolf Clan Chieftain waved to his brother, who also waved in greetings in the snowy night. After getting closer, two brown-skinned Orcs, who were as tall as bears, stepped forward and hugged each other, patting each other's shoulders to greet each other.
Durotan is always with Frostfire Ridge, and Orgrim is High Overseer with the Blackrock Clan. High Overseer is in Gorgrond. When they grow up, they don't have as many opportunities to meet as they imagined, but the friendship they formed when they were young is still as unbreakable as before.
Even though the two were in an opposing war at this time, personally, they had never regarded each other as enemies.
"Who are these two?"
Durotan looked curiously at the two Orcs Warrior who were following Orgrim. He saw their very young faces. The female Orcs was older but not yet an adult. She was about the same age as Durotan's eldest daughter. The male Orcs was just a half-grown child.
But the two of them are not timid. Judging from their momentum, they have definitely experienced real battles and are already qualified Warrior.
"These are the families of two of my best friends in the clan."
Orgrim whispered:
"They have decided to follow Great Chieftain Blackhand to participate in the war and win glory for the clan, but now Great Chieftain requires all members of the Blackrock Clan clan to drink Bloodrage Potion regardless of gender.
Alas, who did I lie to?
That is Demon Blood!
My eyeliner witnessed with my own eyes the process of Warlock under Gul'dan's deal with the devil, but there is no way, the matter has come to this, even if we break through this layer of window paper, we can't change Great Chieftain's decision.
But the children are innocent.
My friends found a way to send their children to Frostfire Ridge. They also know that the thing is not a good thing. They trust me, but there are Great Chieftain Blackhand's "supervisors" around me, so I can only ask you, my brother.
Keep Sora and Dranosh with you, and send them to Matron Geyah at the right time."
"Hmm."
Durotan nodded, patted the shoulders of the two worried and confused children, and asked them to go to Drek'Thar's place to warm their bodies by the bonfire first.
After the children left, Durotan's expression became serious and he said:
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"I won't waste time testing it anymore. My brother, I've clearly written all the truth in the animal skin scroll and told you. Why are you still here?"
"I did not drink demon blood, Durotan, I followed your advice."
Orgrim opened his sleeves. After seeing his brown skin, Durotan nodded but said worriedly:
"This is only temporary. My partner told me that she learned a lot about demon blood from Draenei Saint, who is as bright as the sun and as wise as the stars. She said that the pollution of Fel is diffuse.
Even if you don't drink demon blood, if you stay with those demon blood Warrior for a long time, your skin will still turn green, and your mind will become cruel and ruthless.
If you don't want to participate in the war, just follow me back to my place tonight."
"No!"
Orgrim touched the Blackrock Clan emblem on his breastplate, he sighed and said:
"Great Chieftain is kind to me, I can't betray him!"
"Then you plan to slaughter my people on the battlefield? Or even kill me?"
Durotan said a little irritably:
"Favour is kindness, loyalty is loyalty! You can't bet your life on this kind of thing. You have never been a loyal person. Why are you so stubborn this time?"
"Because only in that position can I protect more people, Durotan, please calm down, not everyone in the Blackrock Clan is eager for war!"
Orgrim said in a deep voice:
"Do you know why you still have a chance to retreat the tribesmen? Eitrigg has annexed Warrior of the Whiteclaw Clan. If he is willing, the raid war against the Frostwolf Clan has already started more than half a month ago!
You know how tricky that guy is when directing a war, and you also know how amazing Eitrigg's grasp of the battle situation is.
He expressed his sincerity in this way and asked me to form a joint alliance with him to jointly protect Orcs of the Blackrock Clan.
You have responsibilities to your clan, and I also have responsibilities to my clansmen!
There is no need to say any more about this matter. As for the war you are worried about, it will not break out! At least it will not break out in Frostfire Ridge in the next few days!"
"Huh?"
Durotan looked at his sworn brother in surprise, Orgrim did not hide his strategy, he said:
"The war between Great Chieftain and Shattrath City has begun. He now needs Warrior to go up and buy time for Tanaan Jungle's army to advance, and I can bring him enough soldiers.
I have ordered my troops to advance towards the Bloodmaul Ogre fortress in the north of Frostfire Ridge. I intend to capture those Ogres as reinforcements for War Horde. Don't worry, I understand Great Chieftain, his desire for victory will make me ignore my "little mistakes" in the Frostwolf Clan war, and if Draenei can be stronger, then my "slave-catching" work in Frostfire Ridge will be more important.
You only need to face Wolf Rider of Fenris Wolfbrother. Your eldest brother is eager to annex Frostwolf Clan. He is very satisfied with my proposal and he will soon take over the attack on you.
But I guess your "reinforcements" are coming soon."
"Where are we going to get reinforcements?"
Durotan snorted and said:
"Thunder Pass, the passageway into Frostfire Ridge the One, is still in the hands of Fenris. He has blocked it so that other clans cannot rescue us."
"Are you stupid?"
Orgrim pointed to the sea far away from the ice cliff and said:
"Here and Nagrand are across the sea. Orcs does not have such a big ship to travel between, but Highmaul of the Gorian Empire has such a Ogres warship.
I just got the news that Twilight's Hammer Clan's attack on Highmaul failed. Gul'dan's student, that dark Ogre Shaman Cho'gall, died under the sword of Draenei Saint Diakum.
It is said that Wizard Head Mar'gok has joined their K'ure Alliance. If I were Diakum, I would immediately send Ogres to Frostfire Ridge to rescue you.
This will also allow Gorian Empire to join Ogre Magi Fortress to recruit the Ogres army there.
Although I can't be sure when those Ogres will come, or even whether they will come is unknown, but remember!
Durotan, this is your the One chance to save your people!"
High Overseer narrowed his eyes and said to his good brother in the cold night:
"You must seize every opportunity to reach an agreement with that greedy Wizard Head. Ogres belongs to them, but Ogre Magi Fortress belongs to you!
As long as Frostwolf Clan enters the strong fortress left by the Ogre Empire, Thunderlord Clan's Wolf Rider will be unable to do anything to you. For so many years, Ogres relied on that fortress city to withstand the siege of the three clans.
There is a refuge there that can last you until this war is completely over.
And after the war, Frostwolf Clan can also rely on the strong city fortress to launch a counterattack against the Thunderlord Clan and gradually take back your territory!
At that time, don't hesitate, you must attack Thunderlord Clan's fortress Grom'gar in one go, let Frostwolf Clan completely unify Frostfire Ridge, and become the Orcs's biggest support after the war.
Only you are strong enough, and only your voice in the K'ure Alliance is weighty enough, can you protect Orcs from being slaughtered by Draenei and Gorian Ogres in the name of liquidation after the defeat.
According to my estimation, even if Gul'dan brings Demon Blood, this war will not be as long as you think.
Once Horde's attack on Shattrath City is blocked, once K'ure Alliance has the advantage and attacks Tanaan Jungle, Gul'dan's plan will go bankrupt.
By then Great Chieftain Blackhand will also have calmed down from the frenzy of conquest, and that will be the best time to speak up with Eitrigg and I.
Great Chieftain Now all I can think about is "I have the advantage"!
All his rationality has been disturbed by Gul'dan's flattering language, and now he has to follow him."
Durotan didn't speak for a long time after listening. After more than ten seconds, he stretched out his hand and punched Orgrim's black plate armor. He said with a smile:
"You have almost arranged everything! Compared to Blackhand, I think you are the most suitable to be Horde's Great Chieftain. You must be ten thousand times better than him. If you lead Horde, my brother, Frostwolf Clan will definitely obey!"
"Don't get too happy too early, Durotan. You'd better take some time to go see that "Vigilant" in person on my behalf."
Orgrim Doomhammer sighed and said:
"Even though I have never met him, from the information I have collected so far, that guy is definitely the most dangerous opponent you can imagine. It is because of his activity that Draenei quickly transitioned from being at a loss to a state of war in just over a month!
There is no doubt that although that guy is not Draenei's Grand Executor, his reputation in the Draenei army is by no means worse than the two leaders.
You have to test him. What I am most worried about right now is that Vigilant is an iron-blooded handsome man who "does all the evil".
Once he thinks that all Green Skins Orcs must be destroyed"
"How many people have drank blood now?"
Durotan's face changed, and he asked:
"I have been trapped in Frostfire Ridge and cannot frequently contact the outside world. Tell me, Orgrim, how many of our tribe have become demons?"
"Blackrock Clan, Warsong Clan, Shattered Hand, Dragonmaw Clan, Burning Blade Clan, Laughing Skull Clan. Almost every big clan you can imagine is drinking Demon Blood."
Orgrim said with a heavy tone:
"Even counting the elite Warrior, the number of Felblood Orcs has exceeded 200,000! There are still a large number of Warrior drinking that disgusting thing every day. Now I have no way to stop those Chieftain who are going crazy for various reasons from feeding Demon Blood to the civilians.
What I fear most is that this thing will spread like poison among all our people. By then, most Orcs will become demons who must be exterminated.
Warrior who voluntarily drank demon blood and died in battle was his own choice!
But Orcs was forced to drink demon blood.
They are also innocent!
Do you know why I want your Frostwolf Clan to gain the right to speak in the K'ure Alliance as soon as possible? Durotan. When everything is irreversible, you and Frostwolf Clan will become the last protectors of the innocent people who are forced to drink blood.
My brother, I entrust you with a terrible duty."
"What if Blackhand is unwilling to listen to you and Eitrigg's advice even after failure?"
The bonfire was maintained not far away and remained silent, but Drek'Thar, who had been listening, spoke:
"What if he launches a suicidal attack even though he knows he will fail, dragging all Orcs to die with him? You and I both know that Blackhand will make such a choice! Blackrock Clan is a cruel clan to begin with, and you have a cold-blooded tradition.
What's more, a guy like Grom Hellscream who lives for fighting will not accept defeat willingly.
Rationalists like you and Eitrigg will only be dragged into that vortex, and will never be able to escape from hell."
"He won't!"
Orgrim said coldly, but Drek'Thar asked:
"Why do you guarantee so much?"
"Because."
Blackrock Clan's High Overseer touched the handle of the war hammer behind his back. He sighed and said softly:
"I will not allow him to make such a despicable choice!"
Several Orcs were stunned.
The two young men were so frightened that they shook their bodies. The older female Warrior Sora hugged her cousin Dranosh. She looked at Orgrim Doomhammer Warlord who had made some determination in horror.
The other party noticed the child's fear and showed her a gentle smile, then turned over and mounted his black wolf.
In the snowy night, he turned back and said to Durotan:
"I leave everything to you, my brother, if we never meet again"
Durotan understood his brother's determination. He beat his chest with his fist and said loudly:
"May you die a worthy death, my brother."
"Ancestral Spirit will protect you, brave Warrior."
Drek'Thar also sent blessings, and they watched Orgrim disappear alone into the cold night of Frostfire Ridge, like a farewell without saying goodbye.
"Let's go, don't let the children freeze. They come from Gorgrond and are not used to the bitter cold of Frostfire Ridge."
Durotan wiped his eyes, turned around and tried to smile at the two children. He took off his animal skin cloak and put it on them both, and asked softly:
"Who is your father? Warrior who can be regarded as a friend by Orgrim is definitely not an ordinary person."
"We."
The two young Orcs looked at each other, and the woman Orcs who was carrying a battle ax said in a dumb voice:
"Our last name is "Saurfang". My father and uncle said they were fighting for us, but we just want to curse this war that turns people into monsters. We may not understand what "glory" is, but my brother and I are very doubtful.
Can drinking that disgusting stuff really bring us glory?"
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