The entire Warsong Ancestral Land has flowed with blood. The Warriors of Mag'har have just concluded their assault on the perimeter under the leadership of their fearless war leader, rescuing thousands of Warsong Orc who were imprisoned and humiliated because they were unwilling to drink blood, and defeated and killed as many Felblood Orcs.
Warsong Clan's Battle Standard fell to the ancestral land and was stained with filth in a miserable pool of blood. This was the first time in the Warsong Clan's hundreds of years of existence that it suffered such treatment.
Garrosh, who was leading this vicious battle, was standing on the battlefield outside Earthquake Spell, leaning on a blood-stained battle ax and watching the place where he was born being destroyed and razed under his own orders. In addition to the remaining anger from the battle, there was also an indelible pain in his heart.
But this pain has now been directed in the right direction.
Gul'dan, Blackhand, and that man.
That man who is like a monster!
He was supposed to be Warsong Clan's Defender and an outstanding leader, but because of his narrow pursuit of power and victory, he brought his clan into decadence.
That Green Skins beast has no right to call itself "Warsong Chieftain", and Grom Hellscream has no right to wield Gorehowl!
"Surrender! We surrender!"
Weak shouts rang out from the front, and as Earthquake Spell was slightly shaken, many Felblood Orcs rushed out from the ruins of the fortress that had been destroyed and crumbled by Earthquake Spell. They were shouting, and among them were some Warlock who were out of their minds due to the fear of being surrounded and slaughtered.
Garrosh, who was covered in blood, stared at these guys expressionlessly.
They have the same body as themselves, but their green skin and blood-red eyes are so dazzling. They hide in Chieftain Fortress, which means that these guys are all Warrior of the Warsong Clan.
So everyone on the battlefield looked at Garrosh, and he also felt the gaze and waiting of Warrior. He raised his hand, and immediately there was a Orcs hunter holding a bow, aiming at Green Skins who was rushing towards him to surrender.
"Garrosh, don't be impulsive!"
Next to him, Gaiara, who was also bleeding from his battle ax, whispered:
"Maybe."
"When they drank the demon blood, they were no longer my people. They defiled the Warsong Tattoo on their bodies."
Garrosh said dumbly:
"All those who are unwilling to drink blood have been rescued by us. Before the attack, we asked them to surrender, but they want to persevere for the sake of "glory", so give them "glory".
Bah, you really ruined this good word."
The brown arm with the gauntlet swung downwards fiercely, and the harsh arrows flew out of the position, shooting down all the Green Skinss who rushed over. This scene frightened the Green Skinss who were still trying to drop their weapons in the ruins of the fortress, and also made the Warlocks even more noisy.
"Grom's monster son is going to kill us all! Don't be stupid, pick up your weapons and prepare to fight back!"
"Oh, they actually have the nerve to call me "monster"."
Garrosh sneered and raised his battle axe. He rushed out at the lead and slashed to death Demon Guard who climbed up from the ruins. At this time, Drek'Thar and Ner'zhul jointly called for Earthquake Spell. The ground was still shaking but it no longer affected the battle.
"Garrosh is right, Green Skins freaks have tarnished our "honor"! Pure Orcs will never be a dog to the devil! Orcs will never be a slave! Mag'har's Warriors, chop those Green Skins monsters to death!"
Griselda is also very brave.
While Garrosh led the troops into Grommashar Chieftain Fortress, she also took Blackrock Clan's pure Warrior to flank the already chaotic enemy formation.
Although Blackhand's Daughter is arrogant and cunning, she very much agrees with what Garrosh said today. She also hates the word "glory" to the extreme. She feels that "glory" has been abused by Orcs a long time ago!
There is nothing wrong with the word itself!
There is simply no standard for "glory" among clans. Thinking that all good things should be attributed to glory will obviously cause individual cognitive biases.
Now even the depraved Green Skinss who drank demon blood and worked as dogs for demons are shouting for glory. This is simply a Green Skins joke! It is as much a joke as War Horde, which was established by Recklessness's own father under the instigation of Shadow Council.
They actually need to drink demon blood before they dare to start a war
Bah!
Just a bunch of cowards.
When I unify the Orcs civilization, we must abolish those sad bad habits and clearly define what "honor" is. Without a clear moral standard, the people will of course be confused when making choices. Of course, "loyalty to Great Chieftain" must be the core content of "Mag'har Code of Honor"!
With this thought in mind, she did not hesitate to swing up the war hammer in her hand. Gronn, who was controlled by Yorin Death-Eye from behind, was beating the ground and killing demons. Green Skins was rushing towards her in front of her. E Warlord blew his head off, and then drove the armored Dire Wolf towards the area where Warlock and the others were.
She was really tired of these Warlock, Orcs jumping up and down to get to this point today, these bastards who were afraid of the world being in chaos "take all the credit".
But someone is faster than her!
In the ruins of the huge fortress, the ferocious-looking Warlock smashed forward Shadow Fury, but the young Mag'har beheaded and jumped, landing a Whirlwind Warlock was beheaded to death, and Hellscream Family's signature loud roar intimidated the enemy. He carried the ax and chopped left and right, and anyone who looked like Green Skins was chopped down to the ground by him.
Warlocks will never sit still and wait for death.
Long before Earthquake Spell destroyed the defenses, they had already gathered in Chieftain Fortress of Grommashar and started the evil summons. They were very keen on the perception of demons and Fel. Even if there was no specific news about the Gorgrond wilderness, they also sensed the activity of Fel in Draenor when a large number of demons entered the world.
This is their last chance to escape.
Therefore, Garrosh hacked to death Warlock on the outside, and joined Griselda to rush into the depths of Chieftain Fortress. What greeted them was a large army of demons rushing out of the portal.
Withered Demon Army is not the subordinate of Polluter, but the most orthodox demons.
There were a large number of Warlock summoning Demon Lord higher up in the fortress. They sacrificed many Orcs civilians who were unwilling to obey, turning the dead corpses into the blood food of the cruel hellhounds, turning this originally sacred and solemn place into a disgusting devil's cave.
Seeing this scene made Garrosh and Gaiara's teeth burst into tears, and Griselda even spat in disgust.
"These Green Skinss are crazy."
Blackhand's Daughter held the war hammer in both hands and whispered:
"They are still wearing green human skin, but their souls are already in the shape of demons. Do you see it? Gaiara, these are the "people" you want to save! Their hearts have been torn apart by demons, and even more vicious things have been poured into them.
These guys are hopeless!
All Green Skins must be killed, otherwise Orcs will never have peace again."
Garrosh did not answer. He stepped forward with an ax and stepped on the sticky blood under his feet, alarming the hellhounds that were devouring the corpse. These ferocious creatures howled and pounced on the young Mag'har, who then swung the ax and hacked him to death. Gaiara wanted to go up to help but was stopped by Griselda.
Blackhand's Daughter shook his head and said:
"Don't go there! Anger and pain filled his brain. The crystal sent by Draenei turned him into a killing machine that can survive only on anger. You will be attacked by him if you go there now.
Hellscream Family's bloodline is truly terrifying.
Let's exit.
This is Garrosh War Chief's own "trial". He must personally wash away the stinking shame of his glorious ancestral land."
"But how can he stand up to so many demons by himself?"
Gaiara scolded:
"Are you taking this opportunity to eliminate your competitors? We made an agreement before that there will be no internal fighting until War Horde is defeated!"
"Are you stupid? Do you think Grom Hellscream will be frightened by these demons? Will he die in the hands of these demons?"
Griselda asked rhetorically:
"If Grom will not fail, then neither will Garrosh! This guy will challenge Grom in the future. If he can't even deal with these weak demons, what qualifications does he have to be the leader?
A coward who has witnessed the death and suffering of his clan but does not have the courage to take revenge might as well commit suicide on the spot.
Just like you!
Gaiara, if I hear you say those weak words again on the battlefield next time, you don't need to be "Great Prophet", I will personally strangle you, this shameful battle sister! You must remember that your kindness should be reserved for your own people, and those Green Skins are now enemies!"
Speaking of this, Griselda lowered his voice and said:
"He is crying and fighting. Let's go. He definitely doesn't want us to see him in such an embarrassment, but it's not his fault. He did a good enough job today. Who hasn't had a sad moment?"
"Hmm."
Gaiara looked worriedly at Garrosh who had already entered the demon and opened Slaughter Storm. She silently carried Coldsteel Axe behind her back and left here with Griselda.
Deep in the ruins where only one person Grommashar Chieftain Fortress was left, Garrosh kept hacking and killing.
Blackhand's Daughter Although she speaks rudely, her observation skills are really sharp. Young Master Hellscream is really fighting while shedding tears of weakness.
He personally destroyed the ancestral land of the Warsong Clan. For a Orcs who values tradition, this is simply an operation like "killing his entire family." Sword Saint, who has been famous for a long time like Lantressor Fireblade, sometimes cannot hold back anymore, not to mention that Garrosh is just strong but not yet an adult.
It was difficult for him to calmly accept what he did today, but he knew that he had done nothing wrong.
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Grom Hellscream left the mess in front of him to him, but he couldn't mess with it. He had to shoulder the future of the Warsong Clan or even Mag'har Orcs. He couldn't be satisfied with being a violent coward like Grom. He also had to find a way to solve the problem.
Young Garrosh·Hellscream doesn't know what to do now, but he believes that he will find the answer sooner or later.
Yes, just like Diakum the Saint who guided Highmaul on the battlefield said, as long as you don't stop moving forward, the road will continue to stretch under your feet.
Facing the Green Skins Orcs who rushed forward one after another, Garrosh waved his battle ax numbly, not caring about the injuries on his body. Each injury would make his anger burn more intensely, almost activating and wrapping around his body and weapons.
Hanging around his neck is a crystal diamond sent by Draenei.
That is Heart of Fury, one of the Atama Seven Crystals sent by Archbishop Nali, a truly priceless treasure, specially lent to Garrosh to take back Warsong Ancestral Land.
This blood-red crystal materializes his anger, allowing him to more clearly perceive the power of Warrior and more easily launch massacre attacks that exceed his life level. This thing is also a tactical wonder. It can form Fury Aura, making the Warrior around Garrosh as furious and with locked morale as him.
When they reached the depths of the ruins, Garrosh's violent murderous intent was so ferocious that those Warlocks holding weapons shivered and kept retreating. They felt as if they were facing Grom Hellscream with murderous intent.
A younger, more determined and more talented Grom Hellscream!
Win?
Oh, with such a monster in front of us, how can Warlock win if their courage is frightened?
"Boom"
The portal that had been maintained by the Warlocks exploded with explosions, causing the Warlock next to the portal to scream and be drained of Life Force.
Their souls were screaming, but then they were grabbed by the ferocious Fel Lord. The guy waved a flaming whip in his hand, and a ferocious hellhound rushed out of Fel Rift during the swing.
"I am "King of Hellhounds"! Master Hakkar is here, ridiculous insect! You look so embarrassed with tears on your face. What do you want to do with a bluffing ax?
Kneel down!
Obeying Burning Legion is your way out the One."
The arrogant Fel Lord looked condescendingly at Garrosh, who was standing alone in front of it. There were corpses behind the latter, making the smell of blood in this place frighteningly strong.
Garrosh also looked at the arrogant devil in front of him.
It seems to be a demon leader who drained the life and soul of Warlock when he appeared on the scene. He should be a powerful enemy.
He heard Jorin say that in order for Warlock to summon such a Demon Lord, one needs to constantly offer souls as sacrifices. Therefore, the massacre caused by the Warlocks of Shadow Council in this Warsong Clan's ancestral land was just to summon this guy.
The souls of his innocent people were swallowed up by it.
Facing that idiot who was showing off his power, Garrosh wiped away his tears.
This was the last time he cried.
He will leave all his weakness and naivety in the fortress where he was born and bury it deep in the ruins. "The Exiled"Garrosh is dead. From now on, only "Mag'har War Chief"Garrosh will live.
Diakum the Saint told him that he needed to find a moral principle that he could stick to throughout his life, and he had found it!
Orcs The demonic blood of civilization has fallen until Dispersion, and his battle ax will never stop fighting!
From then on, his whole life will be lived for this goal, and all his anger will be burned by this ideal.
Garrosh grasped his battle ax tightly and looked at the big man in front of him.
Much smaller than Gronn.
What a pity. My ancestors were good warriors in Draenor who were famous for hunting Gronn, and were nicknamed "Giant Killers".
Although it is much smaller than Gronn, it is perfect for your own coming-of-age ceremony.
In a trance, Garrosh saw the spirits floating in the darkness around him. They were the Ancestral Spirits of the Warsong Clan. They were floating in this place full of corpses and shame. In this place where all traditions had been destroyed and all Land of Honor had been abandoned, they looked at the son of Grom Hellscream with such indifference.
No one cheered for him, no one blessed him.
The ancestors were full of disappointment because of the depravity of their descendants, but their appearance here means that they still have expectations.
Then
"Bang"
The young brown-skinned Orcs jumped up, holding the battle ax in both hands and slashed at the ferocious demon.
Following the fighting instinct flowing in his veins, he aimed at the opponent's ferocious head, burned all his anger, put all his power into this blow, and shouted out the classic war cry while Ancestral Spirits watched.
"Lok-tar ogar!!!"
PS:
I must have made a mistake about the chapter on the artifact panel. It was supposed to be a free chapter review, but I don't know why it was charged. It hurts, so I apologize for adding more, but since I have added it, I will add what I have saved in the past few days.
Sorry, everyone, I made a mistake.