(Additional update for brother "Southern Blazing Wind" [4/5])
Great Chieftain Blackhand I've been having some insomnia lately.
On the one hand, it is really tiring to integrate Horde's military affairs.
Even though Blackrock Clan is the most powerful clan in Orcs civilization and almost monopolizes the entire vast land of Gorgrond wilderness, it wants to swallow up the lost Chieftain in one go. It is still not an easy task for E and the successor Bleeding Hollow Clan, let alone to complete it in Nataan Jungle, the ancestral land of the Bleeding Hollow Clan.
Although many Warrior of the Bleeding Hollow Clan have been integrated into the vanguard army of Horde under the strong coercion of Great Chieftain, there are still some resisters in this dense forest who are avoiding Warrior of the Blackrock Clan.
Most of those who resisted were Bleeding Hollow Clan, War Shaman and Blood Moon Priest.
They are the "cultural people" and senior leaders of the clan. Regardless of their own interests or the clan's independent tradition, they are unwilling to give up the inheritance of Blood Ring. However, facing the powerful Great Chieftain Blackhand, all these defeated soldiers can do is to hide in the most dangerous dense forest and wait for things to turn around.
However, facing the Horde army that has swallowed up most of Blood Ring as a direct force, the future these people see is despair.
On the other hand, Great Chieftain's insomnia these days is also related to his frequent "dreams".
In the past few days, for some unknown reason, Great Chieftain would feel some kind of special call pulling his consciousness out of his body whenever he closed his eyes. Although it was not malicious and he could dispel the call as long as he opened his eyes, but as the most powerful Warrior and the most domineering Chieftain among Orcs, Blackhand was still unwilling to let himself succumb to this strange power.
He regards this "calling" as a challenge to his Chieftain authority!
For a King of War who is determined to lead Orcs to occupy the entire Draenor world, he does not allow himself to fall into such a spiritual "weakness" before the war begins.
It's a pity that Blackrock Clan Shaman, whom he trusts the most, can't do anything about this kind of dream summoning. This wonderful mental disturbance is completely different from the illnesses they have dealt with before. It is not violent or harmful, but its direction is very clear. Even with the protection of the elements, Great Chieftain Blackhand still can't get rid of the dilemma of being summoned when he closes his eyes.
This constant trouble also made Great Chieftain, who had not slept for several days, very irritable. He even went to the Bleeding Hollow Clan's camp in person to vent his rage by having a "boxing match" with prisoners who were unwilling to surrender.
But this is obviously not a long-term solution.
There is no doubt that Blackhand has the Iron Will that the legendary Warrior should have. However, the physical desire for sleep is not an instinct that pure willpower can resist. Therefore, his most effective lieutenant Orgrim Doomhammer had to put aside his prejudices and actively invited Gul'dan to come and "diagnose and treat" Great Chieftain.
Although these Warriors are very resistant to Shadow Council's sinister style of acting, Gul'dan's personal magic power is a force that Warriors cannot ignore.
Among the current Horde, almost no one can compete with Gul'dan in the secret of Fao. Therefore, in the face of such sneaky things, it may be better to let the equally mysterious Warlock take action to solve the problem.
As a result, after some decent diagnosis and treatment, Gul'dan came to a conclusion that was completely different from all previous Shamans and was even completely opposite:
"It's a blessing, no doubt about it!"
Progenitor Warlock patted his chest confidently and said to Great Chieftain, whose eyes were red with blood and his face was suspicious:
"If it is a curse or a harmful force, then it is definitely not a disaster that you can get rid of after opening your eyes. It has been fighting against you for several days but still behaves mildly. This shows that no matter who the source of this summons is, the other party has no ill intentions towards you.
In fact, according to our Warlock theory, this is most likely some kind of superior creature that wants to meet you in your dream.
As far as we know from our research on the power in the star sea, there are many powerful upper-level creatures in these stars. Most of them have no interest in the fate of mortals, but there are exceptions.
There are always some strange and great powers that are attracted by those perfect souls that stand out among mortals!
Just like you, my beloved Great Chieftain!
You are undoubtedly the most outstanding soul that Draenor can give birth to. It is normal for a great Warrior and ruler like you who are destined to dominate the entire Draenor world and stand on top of the world to be favored by higher beings."
Gul'dan expressed his conclusion without changing his expression, and complimented Great Chieftain Blackhand in a disgusting way. Hearing these flattering words, High Overseer Orgrim Doomhammer next to Great Chieftain even frowned.
The sturdy Blackrock Orc, who was wearing black plate armor, looked at Gul'dan with a look of disdain.
He couldn't confirm how true Gul'dan's words were, but the flattery in them was simply not what a backbone Orcs could say. It was as undignified as the Hyena Lizardmen who flattered the powerful Gronn in the wilderness of Gorgrond.
However, Great Chieftain likes to hear this answer.
Not only because Gul'dan understands the "art of speaking", but more importantly, he believes that Gul'dan's evaluation of himself is very accurate. He really desires to become King of War of Draenor, and his pure desire for victory is worthy of the evaluation of "outstanding soul".
"So?"
Blackhand, who was sitting on the throne of the clan king, stared at Gul'dan and said:
"You have to come up with a solution, Gul'dan! I don't want to be troubled by this damn summons anymore. It makes me unable to concentrate on preparing for the upcoming war!"
"Well, since it is a kind invitation from a superior being, then you just have to go to the appointment."
Gul'dan waved his hands and said:
"Don't worry about the safety of your soul, I will personally guard you here! As long as there is any threat, I will wake you up as soon as possible"
"You seem to be deliberately inciting Great Chieftain to meet an unknown being! Gul'dan."
The loyal Orgrim interrupted Progenitor Warlock. He stared at Gul'dan and scolded:
"Don't you know this is very dangerous? Even if Shamans pray for Ancestral Spirit's wisdom, they cannot go alone. I cannot allow Great Chieftain to take such a risk, at this important moment when Horde is about to form an army."
"Orgrim, I know you are worried about me, but you don't have to be so vigilant."
Great Chieftain Blackhand patted his adjutant on the shoulder with satisfaction and said:
"I believe Gul'dan will not be clever in this kind of thing. After all, if I can't come back, then at least Progenitor Warlock and the entire Shadow Council members must be my martyrs at my funeral.
And he was right!
If this "invitation" is given to me, then I must respond, otherwise wouldn't it appear that I am timid? Do you think I am a timid person?"
"Your courage puts Nagrand to shame even the wandering Son of Gronn, your courage can crush a Clefthoof!"
Orgrim shook his head calmly and said:
"But courage does not mean Recklessness. This is what you taught me when you returned Doomhammer to me. Great Chieftain, Gul'dan must come up with a safe method, otherwise I will not agree with you Recklessness attending the appointment!
This is for your safety and for the future of Horde."
"Oh, you always say these great truths, and I can't always ignore your opinions, Orgrim, Blackrock Clan are outstanding people."
Great Chieftain obviously trusted Orgrim more than Gul'dan, so Blackhand looked at Progenitor Warlock, and before he could speak, Gul'dan came up with a solution.
His blood-red eyes blinked and he said seriously:
"I can use soul spells to connect the will of other warriors with you. In this way, when you respond to the invitation, you can let other warriors follow you into the dream. I will be happy to protect you in the dream.
But if I want to host the ceremony for you, I can only choose someone else to accompany you.
Or if Orgrim Warlord would be willing to go with Great Chieftain?"
"He can't!"
Blackhand decisively refused:
"If something happens to me, Horde will need an outstanding Orcs like Orgrim to lead me! Maybe my two useless sons"
"Let Saurfang Brothers follow you, Great Chieftain."
Orgrim Warlord heard Great Chieftain's words, which made him feel the pressure of "being valued", so he took the initiative to make suggestions:
"That is Blackrock Clan, the most powerful Warrior after you. Although they are young, their talent and pursuit of honor have been repeatedly praised by you. They will also be awarded "Warlord" As Horde, let them perform one last private service for you as Blackrock Clan Warrior before they contribute to Horde's great cause Consecration.
I believe in the willpower and fighting ability of those two brothers!
If there is real danger, they can help you evacuate safely even in your dream."
"Well, those two brothers are really powerful, especially "Blood Axe" and "Brox". Being able to kill a Clefthoof with one blow at the age of ten is something that not everyone can do, not even me!
They will become the backbone of the Blackrock Clan and Horde in the future."
Great Chieftain nodded with satisfaction and said:
"I would be so happy if my son could value the blessing of blood and strength as much as they do. Gul'dan, prepare the ceremony. Orgrim, go and call those two brothers."
A few minutes later, two sturdy Orcs brothers came to the clan hall.
They have the coat of arms of the Blackrock Clan on their bodies, wear clan armor and carry battle axes on their backs. Their eyes are impressive and powerful. At first glance, they are the most capable warriors among Orcs.
Well, the Orcs race is really rich in Warrior. Almost every clan has a mainstay like Saurfang Brothers. The most rare thing is that each generation of Orcs will steadily produce extremely talented Warrior, so that their "fresh blood" never fails.
The proficiency and fanaticism in fighting and the exquisite use of strength and anger are Orcs's most outstanding racial talents.
Faced with the task of escorting Great Chieftain into the dream, the two brothers agreed without hesitation. They did not hide their resistance to Warlock, but they were willing to face the threat directly for their own Chieftain and Horde's Great Chieftain.
They see it as a trial and an honor.
To be honest, before the massacre of the war began, in the era before Orcs drank the demon blood, although the series of Blackhand's stories had flaws of one kind or another, overall they really deserved the nickname "Legendary Chieftain".
His reputation in the Orcs civilization is extremely high. Not only Blackrock Clan, but also many Warriors from other clans regard Blackhand as their idol.
Blackhand is cruel and arrogant, but his pure desire for victory and glory and his mission-like Consecration to the Blackrock Clan give him his own personality charm.
"The ceremony is about to begin. Please get ready, three of you! Don't resist the call of the dream. Accept it and follow it into the dream. If you really encounter a superior being, don't rush to fight."
Gul'dan gave some instructions and then cast the spell himself.
Orgrim Doomhammer was standing next to Gul'dan holding his family's artifact warhammer. He made no secret of his cold intentions. Once Great Chieftain was threatened, this warhammer with elemental blessings would immediately hit Gul'dan's head.
But Gul'dan has no fear.
He knew very well in his heart that tonight's ceremony would only bring more "power" to him and Horde.
Yes, everything is progressing according to Gul'dan's plan.
With the release of the soul spell, Great Chieftain Blackhand and the legendary Warrior brothers who guarded him both became drowsy.
They accepted the call and invitation according to Gul'dan's reminder, and soon separated their consciousness from the body, walking blankly in the unpredictable dream. When Great Chieftain regained consciousness, he found that he was already in a strange and quiet forest under the moon.
"This place is like another world, not the scenery of Draenor at all."
Saurfang Brothers's brother "Blood Axe" Brox looked around warily and said to Blackhand:
"Great Chieftain, let us brothers open the way for you!"
"Nonsense! I am your Great Chieftain, you have to follow me."
Blackhand smiled.
He likes to deal with the powerful Warrior, and Saurfang Brothers's loyalty makes him very satisfied. He strides forward without any explanation, walking along the quiet forest road. There is only one road here, and there is no need to think about getting lost.
Three Orcs soon arrived at Halfhill's waist.
As they left the dense forest and raised their heads, a desolate howl of a wolf echoed under the moon, causing the entire night sky to be enveloped in an ominous blood-colored light at this moment.
"Look there! A giant wolf. No, a god-like creature!"
Varok Saurfang, who is more observant, raised his finger and pointed to the sky. Great Chieftain Blackhand raised his head and saw a giant Black Wolf, full of mystery and power, walking on the cliff above the mountain, letting the bloody night wind blow its exaggerated mane.
When Orcs saw it, the giant wolf was also standing on the cliff looking down at the three of them, its cold green eyes full of scrutiny.
"Gul'dan is right. This is an invitation and a blessing."
Blackhand moved his hands that were burned by magma when he was young. He stared at the exaggerated black giant wolf and said:
"It's inviting me!"
Orcs people respect wolves.
They believe that their form of civilization is like a pack of wolves roaming the grassland hunting each other. Only the strong wolf cubs can survive, while the weak will be ruthlessly abandoned and eliminated. In addition, Orcs has been symbiotic with Draenor's Dire Wolf almost since its birth, making wolves a very important part of their civilization.
Traditionalists like Frostwolf Clan would even directly print the wolf's head on their own clan Battle Standard, which shows that "wolf" is completely a spiritual totem for Orcs.
Therefore, Great Chieftain Blackhand's excitement at this time is completely understandable. It is like a guy who longs to be an emperor dreaming about the imperial seal.
"Let's go! Meet the mighty wolf spirit."
Blackhand strides forward in the dream with love and expectation in his heart.
But as he got closer to the cliff, the connection between him and Saurfang Brothers became more obscure. When Great Chieftain climbed the cliff with vigorous steps, Saurfang Brothers had completely disappeared.
Great Chieftain can feel that they are still in this dream.
Perhaps Black Wolf Spirit does not allow three people to approach at the same time. Each of them has to accept the scrutiny of the giant wolf in front of them.
"Wolf! I'm here. I answered your call. Tell me why you want to see me?"
Great Chieftain asked loudly.
The giant black wolf lying on the edge of the cliff in front of him was letting the bloody moonlight shine on its ferocious body.
Blackhand The closer he got, the more battle scars he could see all over the giant wolf's body. This made him realize that this giant wolf had definitely not obtained its current power through blessings. It had definitely experienced countless battles.
This makes Great Chieftain like it even more!
He thought that such a powerful Orcs should have such a fierce fighting spirit with him, and a bold idea came to Blackhand's mind.
He wants to conquer this Black Wolf!
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This thought seemed to be sensed by the wolf spirit in front of him. Its sharp teeth and Wolf Kiss made a sarcastic smile. The eyes with ferocious claw marks opened and looked at Blackhand, watching the fierce Orcs slowly approach.
Blackhand His past life kept appearing in front of his eyes, it was the wolf spirit examining him.
From Blackhand being born in the camp of Sesgao, a branch of the Blackrock Clan clan, to winning the reputation of "Hand of Sesgao" with his bravery when he was young, and then seizing the position of Blackrock Chieftain through an exaggerated Mak'gora as an adult.
That was the beginning of his legendary story!
Then Blackhand saw the most dangerous situation he had ever encountered in his life.
A large number of Ogres are constantly attacking Blackrock Clan's forge located in the Gorgrond wilderness. The clan has reached a critical moment of survival. He has led the brave tribesmen to attack and win again and again, but he has never been able to completely defeat Ogres.
Orgrim, who was still very young at the time, hoped to retrieve his family's sacred object Doomhammer to help the clan turn defeat into victory.
That powerful weapon was thrown into the elemental magma where it was forged by Orgrim due to an outrageous prophecy. However, when the clan was about to survive, Orgrim believed that the prophecy was insignificant and he was ready to sacrifice himself to enter the magma pool to retrieve the Holy Hammer for the sake of the clan's future.
But the exhausted Blackhand stopped him.
Blackhand, covered with injuries, told Orgrim that he would spend one night to retrieve Doomhammer. If he failed, then Orgrim must take his place to command the only remaining Blackrock Orc to break out of the siege.
He told Orgrim that the life and death of the leader was not worth mentioning compared to the survival of the clan, and Chieftain, who could not lead his people to fight through the dawn, was even more unqualified!
Blackhand could not break through the blockade of Ogres on his own, so he decided to place his hopes on the younger and more talented Orgrim.
He decided to sacrifice himself to get the sacred object back for the Blackrock Clan.
He jumped into the magma pool in front of many Orcs, and miraculously removed Doomhammer from the elemental magma at the expense of one of his hands.
When the holy hammer was wrapped in magma and lifted high by Blackhand, the morale of the exhausted Warrior was completely boosted. At Orgrim's suggestion, the seriously injured Blackhand simply launched the last Charge with his tribe in the dark night.
He held up the scorching holy hammer with his hand that was burned black by the magma.
Even though he was not Shaman and could not communicate with the elements, World Elements was impressed by the bravery of Blackhand that night. They lent their power to the legendary Chieftain and also gave their power to the Blackrock Clan, allowing them to miraculously complete the counterattack against Ogres at dawn.
It was this battle that made Blackhand abandon his own name and choose to embrace the honorary nickname of "Blackhand", which also made him completely a legend of Orcs. However, he did not selfishly take the Holy Hammer into his hands, but returned it to Orgrim.
It is a sacred object of the family.
Blackhand doesn't bother to do stupid things like taking other people's treasures.
What's more, because of his bravery, he was taught the secret of forging by Fire Elementals and became the most powerful blacksmith in Orcs. He is fully capable of designing and forging his own perfect weapon.
Orgrim Doomhammer's loyalty to Great Chieftain Blackhand is by no means foolish loyalty!
On that desperate night, it was Blackhand who used his own sacrifice to teach Orgrim and Blackrock Clan what courage is. Saurfang Brothers, who was still a minor at the time, also witnessed the miracle. Naturally, they also worshiped their legend Chieftain like other Warrior in the clan.
That incident was also Great Chieftain Blackhand's most proud achievement in his life.
He did not hide his pride at all, and just let Black Wolf Spirit observe his past.
He thinks this is a show of strength.
This is indeed the case.
Blackhand arrived in front of the giant wolf smoothly, and the contempt and ridicule in the giant wolf's eyes also turned into a touch of recognition and expectation.
"My old enemy is called Goldrinn. It is in another world, a distant and powerful world, far more powerful and wild than yours."
The voice of the wolf spirit, like a pack of beasts hunting wildly, echoed in Blackhand's mind, and it said:
"Goldrinn likes to give its wild power to mortals. It hopes that mortals will have a warlike and undefeated heart. I once despised this behavior. I think mortals are not qualified to control the anger of Rebellious Moon. Past facts have proved that they cannot control this wild power.
But.
You may try to embrace the more ancient anger, Orcs.
So, Great Chieftain Blackhand, are you willing to become a voter and warrior of "Annihilator"?"
"You make me your servant?"
Great Chieftain bared his teeth and roared:
"Don't even think about it! Wolf, I'm here to conquer you, not to worship you!"
"Oh, I like your courage, and I despise your Recklessness, but if you can wash away this miserable world with the fury of blood and smear Draenei's blood all over the Draenor earth, then I won't be able to give you a chance to challenge me."
Black Wolf Lycantos Stand up.
It looked down at Great Chieftain Blackhand like a moving hill.
It says:
"It is the will of "Polluter" to help Orcs gain strength, but I am willing to play an extra round with you, Great Chieftain Blackhand. No coward can escape the wild hunting of the herd. I will now give you and your Warrior the power of the herd.
You will become the new hunting pack!
You'd better behave decently next time!
I also count on you to go to another world in the future and help me kill the weak Goldrinn.
Well, I have a destined date with my rebellious brother under the moon. We are destined to devour each other in order to become Heart of Fury across the planet sea.
you.
Maybe you have the qualifications to join me in the dance of death."
"Do you have to defeat the whole world before I can challenge you? Well, that's a really troublesome request."
Great Chieftain Blackhand curled his lips.
He moved his black fingers that had been transformed by magma, and then said loudly:
"But it's not bad. A victory that is too simple is meaningless."
"Ouch!!!"
In the deep and desolate howl of a wolf that seemed to span time, Great Chieftain Blackhand suddenly opened his eyes from his throne. Orgrim was looking at him worriedly, but Great Chieftain signaled him not to worry.
He opened the sleeves of his arms and saw the black wolf head symbol on his arms.
He touched it.
At this moment, his anger as Warrior seemed to be "activated", and a clearer road to Warrior unfolded for him with the blessing of Annihilator. As Great Chieftain's anger turned into fire, a black and red wolf spirit roared and emerged beside him.
He was given the qualification to control the Annihilator herd, and a Son of Lycantos was ordered to serve Great Chieftain Blackhand and become the embodiment of his anger.
Unfortunately, Orcs cannot transform into a more ferocious wolf Human Form by harnessing the wolf's fury.
But this is enough for now.
Blackhand moved his fingers, feeling the explosive and terrifying power in his body.
He looked at Gul'dan and said:
"The wolf spirit told me that I must bloodbath Draenor to get the chance to conquer it in victory, but I don't want to enjoy this blessing privately, you! Warlock, prepare this ceremony, and give other Chieftain the same opportunity when they come over.
I want to use practical actions to prove to Annihilator that only I am the Warrior who can conquer it.
In addition, prepare your Bloodrage Potion, Gul'dan.
The war is about to begin."
"Yes, Great Chieftain."
Gul'dan let out a gloomy laugh, bowed his body humbly and left. After Warlock left, Orgrim Doomhammer said to Great Chieftain with worry:
"Shamans told me that there are some ingredients in Gul'dan's potions that make them uneasy, maybe"
"I don't care where that potion comes from, Orgrim."
Blackhand shook his head and said:
"All I know is that it will help us conquer Draenor faster, our people need land and security, and the existence of Draenei prevents this, so they must be knocked down! That's all.
Draenor only belongs to Orcs, and must also belong to Orcs!
For the sake of strength and the future of my people, I can sacrifice everything! Saurfangs, don't tell me that you failed to pass the Annihilator test?
I would be very disappointed!"
"Ouch"
The roars of the two wolf spirits answered instead of Saurfang Brothers, which made Great Chieftain laugh happily.
He patted Orgrim on the shoulder and pointed at the still-burning black flame, indicating that it was time for him to obtain the "blessing of power."
Orgrim reaches out to the black fire of anger.
But he was already worried.
He believed that Blackhand would dedicate everything to the future of the orcs, and that the Warchief was such a warrior and leader.
But he doesn't believe Gul'dan and Shadow Council!
Since Great Chieftain believes that Warlock can bring him victory, his suspicions should be carefully hidden at this time. But as Great Chieftain, he will definitely keep an eye on Gul'dan. Once that guy has any problems, he will get rid of him without hesitation!
This is your own pledge of loyalty.
On the day Great Chieftain Blackhand returned the sacred objects passed down from his family to him, he had already made a vow.
Like Blackhand, he wants to Consecration everything for his clan and compatriots.
It's best not to stand in front of a bastard like Gul'dan, and the same goes for Draenei!
But to be on the safe side, he should probably meet in private with his wise brother Durotan. He believed that Durotan would definitely give him the right advice as before.