You're in luck, little brat-[25]
(Additional update for brother "Huo Zhengtinghao" [2/5])
"Go'el, my son, why is your life so miserable?"
When Diakum followed the impatient Gaiara to Goldshire, he happened to hear Ms. Draka crying.
Well, this strong Orcs heroine is not supposed to have this character. Whoever dares to touch her son will definitely pick up an ax and the other person's household registration book to declare her interests. But as we all know, the temperament of a breastfeeding woman will always change drastically.
Orcs is also a mammal creature, so it is normal for her to be like this.
But what is abnormal is that the person comforting her next to Draka is not Orcs, but the coquettish High Elf.
"Stop crying. Your body is already weak just after giving birth. If you cry like this, there will be problems. Fina! Fina Why don't you hurry up and boil the medicine and send it over. That is Quel'Thalas's secret recipe, specially for breastfeeding mothers.
Don't worry, hasn't Elwynn Forest been recovered now?
It's not as dangerous here as you think."
This scene made Diakum's eyes widen. How come Orcs heroine has made friends with High Elf Grand Magus, and are the two sharing parenting experiences?
Is it so outrageous?
"So what happened? You didn't tell me clearly along the way!"
Diakum looked at Gaiara, who was also wearing tears. The latter was obviously a little lost, and Vigilant had to use mental magic to help her settle down.
Gaiara said dumbly:
"You know, a ceremony will be held in the first month after Orcs's child is born. My father will definitely look down on Westfall fighting, but he also said that he will not miss Go'el's big day. Today is the second batch of Mag'har Orcs coming over to help Azeroth. My mother and I wanted to bring Go'el over to reunite with our father.
It was originally a smooth journey and we passed Dark Portal safely, but when passing through the forest clearing near Westbrook Garrison, a group of Green Skins suddenly came out and killed us.
We are not afraid of them, but in the chaotic battle, a Ghost Wolf rushed into the mother's carriage. Although Ghost Wolf was hacked to death by her mother, it threw Go'el's swaddling clothes out before it died.
That damn guy can travel through shadows, we can't find where Go'el fell?
I called the elements, but the elements just told me that Go'el was safe. They didn't want to tell me more. I don't know what happened."
"Because your brother was born Shaman, the element may think that this is his destiny and should not be interfered with by you?"
Diakum rubbed his chin and said:
"The thoughts of the elements are always difficult to guess. I even suspect that your brother's super elemental talent may have been activated at a dangerous moment, causing problems in your communication with the elements. But Go'el is still safe now, which is the biggest good news.
Have you notified Warrior of Westbrook Garrison?"
"Well, Windsor Commodore has sent out all his scouts to search nearby, and I also found Princess Lacey, The crows of Harpy and Anzu are also helping us search, but now humans are at war with Green Skins, causing the entire Elwynn Forest to be in chaos."
Gaiara leaned on her battle ax and said sadly:
"How should a baby protect himself in this situation? If there is any danger, wouldn't my brother be doomed? Oh my God, my mother and I haven't told my father the news yet. We are worried that he will get upset."
"That's not to say, your father is Mag'har's Great Chieftain after all. He must have such determination."
Vigilant looked out the window and said:
"It would not be particularly dangerous if Go'el's swaddling baby fell in the forest. The local wolf packs are now distinct, but neither Black Wolf God nor White Wolf God's hunting groups are here. The beasts in the forest have been hunted by Green Skins and Gnoll.
Anzu Even though the crows were dispatched, they couldn't find your brother. I guess someone might have picked up his swaddling clothes when he fell to the ground.
There are exiles from Northern Borderlands nearby, as well as Gnoll.
The former is easy to say, but if it is the latter."
Gaiara's eyes turned red when she heard this. She had fought in the Stormwind Kingdom, and she knew what kind of people Gnoll were. She glanced at her sad and painful mother again, gritted her teeth, turned around and was about to rush out.
"You stay here!"
Diakum pressed Gaiara's shoulders and scolded:
"You are Great Prophet of Mag'har. Although you are still young, how can you act so recklessly? When the situation is unclear, you should be calmer and use your brain. Although Gnoll is cruel, they also have their own masters now."
"Oh, yes! They are followers of Black Wolf God."
Gaiara's eyes lit up and she said:
"So it's OK to find Black Wolf God. But between our position and it"
"We have to talk about it."
Diakum said softly:
"Come with me, let's talk to the other end Black Wolf. I think there's something fishy about this, maybe it's behind it."
Hogger Boss opened his eyes from his tent in a daze.
Before it even got up, it felt a burst of pain. It whimpered a few times but tried hard not to scream.
The rules of Gnoll have always been like this. When Gnoll in the clan is injured and cannot hunt, it is abandoned. Chieftain as a clan is even more dangerous. Once Gnoll notices that Chieftain is weak, the dangerous thing of "undermining the superior" will happen at any time.
Hogger knows that it cannot show any weakness in front of its ferocious tribesmen now.
But it also knows that the disastrous defeat near Tower of Azora a few days ago has completely lost its prestige in its hunting group, especially that damn white wolf Bolvar Fordragon.
That guy was the elector of Goldrinn. It represented White Wolf God in a duel with him, but he who represented Black Wolf God was ruthlessly crushed.
Hogger has worked very hard.
But it really can't beat Bolvar Fordragon. Before that guy turned into a werewolf, he was the legendary Warrior. Before he got Black Wolf God's favor, he was just the Gnoll leader of Elwynn Forest.
To be honest, Hogger felt that being able to escape with his life from the brutal white wolf's claws proved that he was indeed very powerful.
Unfortunately, stupid Gnoll doesn't think like this.
What's more, in order to better promote Black Wolf God's teachings, I also gathered a group of the most ferocious and brutal thugs in the local Gnoll. I thought this would make my hunting group prosperous, but it turned out that these guys only knew how to pray to Black Wolf God for strength, but they were not as able to listen to Black Wolf God's teachings.
The beast is the beast
Hogger complained helplessly.
Although it is also furry, Hogger has realized the importance of "wisdom" during this period of war.
They were first recruited into the servant army by Green Skins Orcs. At that time, Gnoll only felt very majestic and could severely beat the humans who bullied them before. After Green Skins occupied the entire Elwynn Forest, Gnoll became even more trembling.
They destroy the farm in groups and openly go to the warehouse to eat the delicious pumpkins, eating one and throwing away the other! Then they drag out the fattest and strongest pigs on the farm, slaughter them, and roast them on the fire.
No more fear of pitchfork-toting farmers and their hounds, no need to sneak around.
Ah, it seems like the good days with a full belly will never end.
But the human counterattack was so fierce. After witnessing the mighty Green Skins being defeated, Gnoll Horde who had tens of thousands of people under Hogger also fell apart almost overnight.
Illusion!
The strength during this period is just an illusion!
Gnoll is still the original Gnoll. Even though they clearly have a numerical advantage, they only need a strong and united human infantry to easily disperse and defeat them.
Hogger still doesn't quite understand what the problem is, but it has realized that Gnoll has no hope if it continues like this.
This is not the hunting group Black Wolf God longs to see!
I am God Chosen of Black Wolf God, I must think of a way.
Hogger was seriously injured. Despite Black Wolf God's blessing, it would still take a few days to recover, but humans would not give them more time. Therefore, Hogger knew that it must lead its tribe to leave the camp in the glade and find a place before the human army swept over.
Its plan is to cross the river and cross Brightwood to Stranglethorn Vale.
It had chatted with the little Green Skins Goblin merchants in Venture Company before, and bought a good set of third-hand leather armor and a useful steel spiked flail from them at a high price. The Goblins told Hogger, and the Trollss of Stranglethorn Vale seemed to be having internal strife, and Gurubashi Trolls might split.
That was a good time for Gnoll to gain ground in the past.
Hogger is planning this way. With his hunting group and Black Wolf God's blessing, he might be able to occupy a territory, and then slowly develop and learn from War Horde's organizational form to form his own big clan.
When it was thinking seriously, it suddenly heard chaos coming from outside the tent, and there were vague sounds of weird crying.
It seemed like a baby crying, but not like a human baby.
"Huh?"
Hogger didn't intend to pay attention to it, but it got up out of nowhere.
As Chieftain, it is necessary to maintain the stability of the hunting group at all times, especially when it is about to escape for its life. When following Fenris Wolfbrother Chieftain before, the other party taught it that the more unstable the hunting group is, the more ruthless the leader will be.
Yes, when I followed Fenris Wolfbrother, I won all the way. After switching to the pretentious idiot Zuluhed, the powerful Green Skins also lost.
Hum, in the future, I want to become a fierce and powerful Chieftain like Fenris Wolfbrother, and I will never become an incompetent coward like Zuluhed.
With this thought in mind, Hogger walked out of the tent.
It was still very weak, the wounds torn open by the white wolf's claws were still bleeding, and its head was a little dizzy, but Hogger boss gritted his teeth and stepped forward, roaring:
"Why are you making such a fuss? Are you afraid that you won't be able to attract humans? There are thousands of humans in Westbrook Garrison. If you attract them, everyone will die!"
You!
What's that in your hand?"
Hogger slapped the Gnoll barbarian soldiers next to him with a arrogant claw, kicked a few of them away and stepped forward, staring at the barbarian captain who had caused the chaos. The latter was holding an animal skin swaddling bag, and the crying sound came from it.
It also set up a pot for cooking meat next to it, and even lit a fire.
It's self-evident what I plan to do.
"Bring it!"
Hogger bared his teeth and stretched out his claws.
But the strong Gnoll barbarian captain didn't want to give it.
It stared at Hogger with fierce eyes, especially the wounds on its body that were still bleeding. The barbarian captain gritted his teeth and said:
"I picked up this little cub! It must belong to me. It fell from the shadows and fell right next to me. I haven't eaten for two days. This is the meat given to me by Black Wolf God! You are not allowed to snatch it!"
"I'll let you get it!"
Hogger emphasized his tone.
It noticed that the guy in front of it was eager to resist. There were also Gnoll Warrior in the surrounding tents looking at it, but no one stepped forward to stop it.
Hogger is aware of the danger.
It knew that there was a problem with its control of the hunting group, and its majesty was crumbling.
"No!"
The barbarian captain shouted:
"I'm starving to death, I have to eat this meat! You are a bad person Chieftain, Hogger, you should have made us full to eat, but you didn't!
You lose.
Many people in the tribe saw you being slapped to the ground by the white wolf's paw. You are the weak one!
Weak people are not qualified to lead Black Wolf God's Hunting Pack! You have shamed Black Wolf God."
"Blank!"
Hogger stepped forward and slapped the captain on the face with his claws, causing blood to splash everywhere.
It is indeed very weak, but the power given by Black Wolf God is definitely not something that an ordinary Gnoll barbarian can withstand. Under the fearful gazes of other Gnolls, Hogger killed this idiot who dared to resist it in just a few strokes.
It was extremely cruel and lifted up the smashed and bloody head and smashed it towards the camp beside it. It glanced around with ferocious eyes and cursed:
"Who still wants to challenge me? Huh?"
No Gnoll dared to look at Hogger, so Chieftain bent down, picked up the little kid who was still crying, and was stunned when he lifted it in front of his eyes.
Not human.
It's a Green Skins baby.
No!
No, it's a brown baby.
This little thing's swaddling clothes are very exquisite, wrapped in three layers inside and three outside, made of extremely luxurious animal skins, and a large clan emblem is also covered on the outermost periphery.
Hogger feels like he has seen this Orcs emblem somewhere.
It carried the baby through the camp with steps that it didn't recognize as if it were its own trophy, but its mind was moving rapidly, and it finally remembered that it should have seen it in Fenris Wolfbrother Chieftain's tent!
Yes, it's this white wolf head emblem.
It also asked Fenris, that was not the emblem of the Thunderlord Clan, why did Fenris keep that old blanket next to him?
Fenris didn't answer it at that time.
But Hogger remembers clearly that sadness and unspeakable heavy emotions flashed in the eyes of Fenris Wolfbrother Chieftain, who was always cold and strong.
Later, I learned from a few gossips Green Skins Warlock that Chieftain Fenris used to be a member of the Frostwolf Clan, and he despised those of his own clan. Weakly chose to leave and join the even weaker Thunderlord Clan. In this way, he obtained his first army and trained and shaped Thunderlord Clan with his own ideas, and finally fought his way through the world.
So, this little kid is Frostwolf Clan's child?
Hogger blinked.
Strangely enough, when I lifted the little cub up, he stopped crying, as if he had found a safe place.
But it is clearly the most brutal and powerful Gnoll in the entire camp
"What a strange little guy, but very brave!"
Hogger hasn't eaten for two days. It originally planned to use this piece of meat to make itself a full meal, but the Frostwolf Clan emblem made it change its mind.
Although Fenris Wolfbrother died in Stormwind, Hogger respects him. Chieftain of the Thunderlord Clan taught him a lot. I have been learning from him how to lead the people, but now it seems that I have not learned well enough.
"Since you are also from the Frostwolf Clan, then for the sake of Chieftain Fenris, I will let you go."
Hogger stared at the little cub and made a decision in his heart.
But it couldn't just leave the little cub casually, its own people were very hungry.
So Hogger found a broken basket in the tent, put the sleeping baby in the basket, walked to the river in the forest clearing in the dark, put the basket in the river, and looked at the Frostwolf Clan emblem blanket in his hand.
It hesitated for a moment, tore off half of it as a souvenir, and covered the Little Brown leather body with the other half. Then it pushed it gently and watched him follow the water in the direction of Westfall.
It knows that there are ferocious Mag'har Orcs fighting with Green Skins recently. Those guys are brown-skinned. As long as they pick it up, this little cub will survive.
Hogger stood up and rubbed his empty belly. Hearing the sound of hunger, he felt a little stupid at this moment.
It is not Gnoll's virtue to let go of the meat around his mouth, and Black Wolf God has never taught him to be so kind, but Hogger feels that he should do this. This is the last thing he should do for the person he respects.
Fenris Wolfbrother is dead, which means he is not strong enough!
You can learn from him, but you can't learn everything. You have to become stronger than Fenris.
It turned and walked towards the camp, thinking about how to get to Stranglethorn Vale, but then Spiritual Light flashed in its mind, and the experience it just recalled about Fenris Wolfbrother gave Hogger inspiration.
Fenris thought that Frostwolf Clan was weak, so he started anew to become as powerful as Thunderlord Clan. Since his hunting group was already in chaos and disunity, why did he still work so hard to unite them?
There are so many Gnolls in the world!
As long as I can survive, I can just find another Gnoll clan and start a new business!
Yes.
Hogger squinted its eyes, realizing that it might have found the right way.
Stormwind Kingdom can't stay any longer!
Humanity will definitely carry out a crazy revenge, and all Gnoll left here will die, but is Stranglethorn Vale a good place to go?
Huh, not necessarily. Trolls is much more ferocious than humans, and Gnoll has no advantage against them. Since he wants to leave, he might as well go to a farther place.
Take the sea route!
Those Goblins will send things to Westfall's Green Skins Orcs. They know their delivery time. They only need a small team of loyal Gnoll Warrior to capture a ship, and then.
Set sail!
And how to let yourself escape, Hogger also has a way.
It thought about the time when it followed Zuluhed, the way Green Skins Warlock did things, that bastard would always encourage others to rush and hide behind to take advantage. Although it was very disgraceful and disgraceful, the continuous success of Zuluhed meant that this insidious way was also very useful.
Just do it!
Hogger felt certain in his heart, and the pressure in his mind disappeared in an instant.
It got over the shame of failure, and Black Wolf God, which had not contacted itself for two days, also let out a happy laugh at this time.
"Very good, Hogger, I thought you would get lost in that false power."
Lycantos reminded:
"Go north, all the way north! Go to Wetlands. There is a larger Gnoll clan there. They are a mess and a mess. Go there to build your achievements. In addition, I just got an interesting news from a "friend", Hogger.
The fog of the world is about to dissipate, and those ancient places will reappear in the world, and in the mountains of the continent called "Dragon Isles", your more powerful compatriots have established a big Gnoll Kingdom.
But the Gnoll there does not obey me.
Why don't you help me solve this problem?"
"Are you sure Black Wolf God will help? Can we really find Go'el at Westfall?"
Gaiara, who was driving Dread Raven, said hesitantly to Vigilant in front of him:
"It's not that I don't believe you, but Black Wolf God is our hostile camp after all."
"The one who is hostile to you is Green Skins, Lycantos, who has never said it hates the brown-skinned Orcs, Gaiara."
Diakum reminded:
"It is not a wise man to casually set up strong enemies for yourself, and Westfall is also very big. If you don't want Green Skins to know about your brother, you have to keep a low profile.
As for why I should follow?"
Dick shrugged and said:
"I suddenly realized that the loss of Go'el may also be due to the inability to resist fate. Yes, I don't want to miss this scene."