Chapter 344 34.Kalimdor's Silver Moon·Black Wolf and the White Wolf's Final Hunting Ground
Just where Mannoroth fell to death, Orgrim picked up a piece of Greater Demon's fangs that had been burned and purified by Holy Light, and then looked back at the "defeated generals" behind him.
Needless to say, Chieftain, they all participated in the assault on Greater Demon. Everyone was injured and it was difficult to fight. The elites who were brought here also dispersed in the fight with the devil. Blood Rage and resentment, the most important thing is that Dispersion of Demon Blood Curse brought wisdom back, and the unquenchable anger turned into peace of mind and made Orcss aware of their situation at this time.
There are humans everywhere here, and humans are their enemies!
Those Light Weaver Demon Slaughtering Warriors are still paying attention to the devil at the moment, but as a member of the K'ure Alliance, when their Demon Slaughtering Oath is satisfied, it will be Green Skins who are unlucky.
The most important thing is that the ferocious Gilneas hunting group is attacking in their direction, and the ferocious White Wolf God has given them the will. This is a hunting.
Green Skinss are the prey!
"We should go."
Kargath limped forward, holding in his hand a few Destroyer claw blades that he had chopped off with his own hands. These can definitely be made into the most powerful weapons.
The master assassin said to Orgrim in a hoarse tone:
"If we don't leave, the werewolves will surround us and kill us! Grom's great son is still eager to take away Gorehowl from his father's hands. Hellscream Family's fatherly kindness and son's filial piety may be staged. I'm also looking forward to it.
But it shouldn't be today."
"Well, let's go then!"
Great Chieftain waved his hand and called his Dire Wolf to rush over without any hesitation. He said to Kargath:
"Your Shattered Hand Clan is broken, is it okay?"
"Hmm."
Kargath nodded, looked around and then asked:
"But how to go? We are surrounded by humans on all sides."
"Warrior of Lothar will not stop us. I made a contract with him before."
Great Chieftain waved his hand and said:
"That guy is a man who does big things. He knows what choices to make at this moment, but this also means that when we "settle the ledger" with him, he will never show mercy, but that is a matter for the future.
Now, lead the tribesmen to retreat in the direction of Lothar's troop attack! At the same time, send Wyvern Rider to notify Malkorok, and Sardo Bridge will blow it up when the large force passes."
Kargath and other Chieftain nodded. Orgrim took a part of Kor'kron Warrior to go first. Then the High Overseer imitated the actions of their respective Chieftain. They bent down and took a piece from the collapsed Mannoroth skeleton as a souvenir of today's battle.
It's like a ritual.
The Warlords also bent down to pick up the demon bones, followed by the Warriors. They wanted to take Destroyer's bones as a commemoration of the turning point of the Green Skins civilization. To be realistic, the bones that remained after Greater Demon's purification were also very good making materials.
Black Scar Chieftain Nazgrel wanted to take away Destroyer's black heart that began to "petrify" after his death. The thing was very huge and about the same size as an adult Orcs, but was stopped by Azuka Blade Fury.
Burning Blade Chieftain, who had burns on his body, handed him a canine tooth of Greater Demon, shook his head and said:
"That heart is the "trophy" that Vigilant chose for himself."
"Huh?"
The brave Black Scar Chieftain looked at Azuka in surprise. The latter put his sword behind his back and explained:
"If the terrible Light Butcher doesn't intend to keep this thing, the burning that Holy Light just broke out can completely burn away this evil heart. Since it is left, it means that it must be useful.
Now Demon Blood Curse Dispersion, reason has returned, you should use your brain at least!
If you really want to take away this heart, then don't come with us, lest the blood splash on us when Ashbringer chops it off."
"Whispering sound"
Nazgrel pouted, but in the end he did not choose to be tough. He led his Warriors and quickly followed the orderly retreating team from the flanks of the battlefield to the periphery.
They are going to Thandol Span on the edge of Arathi Highlands. It is said that there is a Witherbark Trolls fortress there. Those ethnic groups who once belonged to the Amani Troll country have been strong enemies of the local Arathi people for so many years, Green Skins Our Black Wolf God is also a Loa, so he has already completed a secret blending with the Loa whom Witherbark Trolls believes in, so that the Trollss living in the mountains will secretly assist Orcs in their retreat today.
This scene was quickly noticed by Light Oath Fang's werewolf Warrior, and then the news was sent to Lothar.
The marshal was currently escorting Thoros Thorbeinn and his Warrior troops as they retreated. The king had been seriously injured in the battle just now and looked to be in serious condition.
Faced with the news of Orcs's withdrawal, Lothar responded expressionlessly:
"Today's war is to kill demons. Green Skins killed Destroyer and saved the land. Let them leave! But there is no need to stop the Gilneas wolves from hunting them. That is a matter between Black Wolf and the white wolf.
At least today, it has nothing to do with us humans."
"As you command!"
Light Oath Fang turned around and left. Lothar rode on the horse and looked forward. The extremely ferocious gray-maned wolves in the distance were also making a difficult turn on the demonic battlefield.
They also discovered the movement of Orcs and were about to stop it.
However, judging from the brief exchange between Lothar and Orgrim just now, the Marshal does not think that the hunting group of White Wolf God can get what they want today.
"That Orcs Great Chieftain has never lost his mind. I heard that he did not drink the demon blood. That guy's strategic planning and commanding abilities are very terrifying. He has already planned it."
Colonel Daenerys, who was next to Lothar, held his battle ax and said softly:
"What if it was Orgrim who took his powerful Green Skins to launch a surprise attack on Stormwind."
"Then now we should all follow King Terenas in Lordaeron City to fight against the devil."
Lothar sighed and said:
"How could we be such a fierce Green Skins opponent at that time?
Orgrim had no intention of participating in the attack on the Stormwind Kingdom from the beginning. He even recruited the most powerful one from Green Skins Horde Group Warrior and took them to Burning Steppes. Judging from their movements today, I can conclude that Orgrim was already preparing for today at that time.
His goal has never been Human King country.
This conclusion makes me feel scared, Daenerys."
"Who says it isn't?"
Daenerys also feels a sense of frustration that belongs to Warrior in his heart today.
She witnessed with her own eyes how those Green Skins Chieftain forced Destroyer into a terrible desperate situation on the battlefield. In fact, Half Elf Warrior felt something in her heart, Even if they don't come today, even if there is no Vigilant to help today, this group of Green Skins who are fully prepared can still kill such a terrifying demigod demon like Mannoroth on their own. It's just a question of how many casualties they have to pay.
You know, the Black Wolf God that Green Skins believe in has not yet appeared on the battlefield.
No matter how good that guy is, he can still drag Mannoroth head-on to give his Green Skins family a chance to kill.
"I'm not as good as them, especially that Grom Hellscream and that Black Pawn!"
Daenerys said a little shaken:
"Compared with their pure Warrior, I am simply a second-rate bastard. I have not been able to discover the Barbarian Lord power of Ignacious at all. I have been immersed in the low-level fun of defeating the weak Warrior.
My past life was a complete waste of my talents.
I also have a powerful battle ax in my hand, but I can't do the big things that Grom can do with Gorehowl! It's like a loud slap in the face that makes me realize how pathetic I am.
But now that I have seen how those powerful Warrior fight, from today on, I will also learn from them. God, I never thought that I would say such a thing, that I would be willing to learn from a group of savage Green Skins."
"Well, you are fine as you are now, Daenerys, you are different from them. Orcs are a natural fighting race and the elves are loved by the world. Their brutal Warrior path is not suitable for you."
Lothar gave me a few words of advice.
In addition to comforting his comrades, the marshal is also worried that if Daenerys really goes all the way along the road of Warrior, then if he really gets married in the future, won't his "family brotherhood" be guaranteed?
It's hard to fight now. If his fiancée turns into "Hellscream·Elf version", his "good days" are probably still to come.
But after all, with Daenerys's Warrior temper, I definitely can't stop him.
Therefore, Lothar began to think about whether he should ask Voros the Exalted to "Lightforging". Although there is a high probability that he still cannot beat his wife, the loss will not be too ugly.
"Shame on you!"
Emperor Thoradin, who fought bravely today and purified at least dozens of demons, scolded Lothar sarcastically from the spiritual level:
"A man who cannot even conquer his own spouse is not qualified to be the emperor of the empire! Think back to those days."
"Don't think about those days. As your direct bloodline, I also have part of your ancient diary in my hands."
Lothar retorted:
"According to unofficial records, when you were in your prime, you once met a barbarian woman Warrior from a mysterious land, who called herself "Shieldmaiden of Odin". You also planned to pursue her, but were defeated seven times in a row. After that, you obediently turned around and made an engagement with the princess of the Arathi family.
I guess you must have been facing the same situation as me at that time, right?"
"You know nothing! I won the last duel back then!"
Emperor Thoradin said proudly:
"But Shieldmaiden has her own rules. After fooling around with me all night, she left Stromgarde and went back to her clan. When she left, she also said that if a boy is born, he will be sent back to me to be the heir to the empire. If a girl is born, she will stay in "Skold-Ashil" and train her to be the most powerful Shieldmaiden.
I waited and waited for several years without seeing my child being sent back. At that time, I knew that fate had no intention of giving me a perfect heir.
I was in a bad mood, so I planned to go on a tour of the empire's territory to relax, and you will know what happened next. It was precisely because there was no time to finalize the inheritance law that it directly led to the split of the empire."
Having said this, the emperor sighed and told Lothar:
"So theoretically, you still have a blood relative in a corner of the world. Shieldmaidens can live for a long time, so my daughter may still be alive now. If you have a chance, you have to visit Odin's territory and find her."
"Wait!"
Lothar quickly discovered the blind spot and asked:
"According to your statement, my descendant actually has no right to inherit the empire? You originally planned to hand over your empire to your and Shieldmaiden's children?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Would I do something like that to seek personal gain with power?"
Emperor Thoradin scolded:
"Even if Shieldmaiden gave birth to a boy for me at that time, I would have to compete if I wanted to inherit the throne of emperor. However, barbarians are the degraded life of Vrykul. Human beings today are already too weak compared to us at the beginning.
If you really want to compete, you will most likely not be her opponent, but Shieldmaiden will serve Odin throughout their lives. They have no earthly desire for power.
So you don't have to worry about the position of emperor."
"No! This is a good thing!"
Lothar's eyes lit up and he said:
"If your direct blood descendants are still alive, then there is no need for me to ascend to the throne of emperor, right? Maybe we can find your daughter and let her."
"Oh, you can try it."
The emperor has long known that Lothar actually doesn't really want to be an emperor. This guy essentially desires to be a "hero" far more than he pursues an "emperor", and his desire for power is frighteningly low.
So Emperor Thoradin sneered and said:
"There is only one way to make Odin's Shieldmaiden obey your orders, but with your small body now, you will have your head knocked off the face of someone.
Legend Warrior?
Oh, legend is just the threshold for dueling with them."
"Wolves, pursue! Goldrinn does not allow his prey to escape from this Arathi hunting ground."
Covered in blood, Lord Crowley roared loudly while wielding the demon sword, and its wolves had already penetrated the demon's position.
After the death of Destroyer, the fighting spirit of the demons that invaded Arathi Highlands dropped quickly. The rapid attacks of humans and Lightforged made them lose sight of one thing and the other, making it difficult to react to the penetration of the wolves.
But when Lord Crowley rushed out of the battlefield with the werewolves, Orcs had already completed its retreat on the battlefield, which made the gray wolf lord very unhappy. It took advantage of the werewolves' speed advantage to rush over and tried to stop the last retreating Green Skins, but it was targeted by Kargath as soon as it entered the battlefield.
"Bang"
The ferocious demon sword was shattered by the burning fist blade in Kargath's hand. The weapon wrapped in Flames of Sulfuras also ignited the northern lord's mane.
"You're not allowed through here, stupid dog!"
Kargath moved his shoulders and stared at Crowley. He bared his fangs and said:
"Go away! The hunting pack duel is not today, and the battlefield for the decisive battle is not here."
The werewolf didn't waste any time, he popped out his claw blade and charged forward to attack.
As the well-deserved "first warrior" in Gilneas's military system, Lord Darius Crowley's combat effectiveness after being transformed into a werewolf was by no means ordinary. The sharp wolf claws entwined with the power of shadow made Kargath a little confused.
Werewolves are so flexible, and their innate beast instincts allow these guys to almost predict the future in battle.
Just like Grom, a powerful Warrior often has an "intuition" for fighting, and can make the body react perfectly without even thinking. The terrifying "lightning reflex" requires long-term practice, but it is the instinct of a werewolf.
After a few minutes of fighting, Kargath's body was dripping with blood. If Orcs hadn't been unable to be infected with "lycanthropy", he would have turned into a werewolf long ago.
Whether it is the werewolves under Goldrinn or Lycantos, they all have the ability to actively infect "lycanthropy". In Diakum's words, this is Life Force's "blessing".
Therefore, if left unchecked, humans and elves who can be infected will turn into Goldrinn's hunting group in a very short period of time. From this point of view, Lycantos is more important than Green Skins and Stormwind Kingdom did abide by its "agreement" with Diakum and did not intervene too much, otherwise Lothar and Llane would most likely have turned into werewolves.
"Poof"
Kargath used a gladiator's fighting method to fight against his body injuries, inspiring Blood Rage in the blood, smashing the werewolf's defense with his fist blade, and Shadow Step's Backstab blow, pierced the scorching blade into Lord Crowley's back of the heart and pulled it down hard, causing the sternum to shatter and blood to scatter.
But instead of finishing the attack, he kicked the Northern Lord away.
"I told you that today is not the time for a duel. The fury Goldrinn gave you seems to be a little too much, you idiot!"
The panting Kargath spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, dragged his severed arm and cursed:
"If you really want to fight, just wait, I will give you a surprise."
After saying that, he retreated into the shadows. With the low sound of the horn, the Shattered Hand assassins who were fighting with the wolves also quickly retreated. However, the retreat on the Orgrim side was not smooth sailing.
At midnight that day, they were blocked by another group of Graymane Worgen near Thandol Span, and a big battle broke out between the two sides. It was only with the support of Malkorok on the other side of the bridge that the tired Green Skins army successfully crossed the bridge.
"Blow it up!"
Orgrim, who was very embarrassed, said something loudly, and then Orcs stepped forward to detonate the explosives planted in advance.
When the ferocious wolves swarmed onto the bridge, the violent explosion blew away the bridge deck of Thandol Span. However, the Strait Bridge built by the dwarves was indeed stable. Even if all the dwarf explosives found by Dun Modr were used up, only a small part of the bridge deck collapsed.
But this is enough to stop the desperate pursuit of the Gilneas werewolves.
In the dusty sky, Orgrim drove Dire Wolf and arrived in front of the broken bridge under the protection of Kor'kron guards.
Beyond the gravel opposite him, wolves howled one after another in the dark night.
Great Chieftain could see the alpha wolf of the pack opposite him staring at him. That guy maintained his sanity just like Lord Crowley, but unlike other werewolves, it had two finely crafted Dwarven Firearm hanging on its waist and a long-barreled shotgun on its back.
This guy is a rare werewolf musketeer and a hunter. Beside him are two gray-maned Wolf King as war beasts.
"Kalimdor's Under the Silver Moon"
The alpha wolf raised its paws to calm down the fierce pack of wolves behind it, and shouted hoarsely:
"If you have the guts, Black Wolf's hunting group! The white wolf's hunting group will be waiting for you there. By then, only one of the two sides is destined to survive! Just like Black Wolf is destined to die at the claws of the white wolf!"
"Leave your name, wolf."
Great Chieftain touched the blood marks on his face. The fatal bullet just now was just a hair away from blowing off his head. It was the loyal Malkorok who blocked the bullet for him with his body.
Facing Orgrim's inquiry, the alpha wolf opposite sneered and said:
"My name is Godfrey, Dragonbone Lord of Gilneas is also "Hunting Claw" of King Genn! Evil The devil destroyed my city, but I have gained true power from the roar of the wolves. Orcs's Great Chieftain, your head is destined to become my most precious trophy."
"Kalimdor, right?"
Orgrim was too lazy to speak harshly to this guy, so he waved his hands and said:
"Then just wait! Under the silver moon, the two sides will eventually show off."