Entering Fireblade

Before dawn the next day, Leiluo and his group began heading towards the Fireblade Clan's settlement.

Soon, they arrived outside the Fireblade settlement.

Looking at the guards at the entrance, Leiluo nodded to Lantresuo. Lantresuo immediately understood, and stealthily approached using Zephyr Step.

Seeing Lantresuo succeed, Leiluo turned to the others and said, "We can start. Chieftain Shattered Palm and Chieftain Blood Ring, head left. Blackrock Chieftain and I will go center. Old Du and Big Brother, head right. Our objective is to eliminate Gul'dan. Whoever finds him, send word immediately so we can provide support."

"Rexxar, you stay outside to cover our retreat and ensure our escape route."

"Alright, everyone, let's go."

As Leiluo's voice fell, the figures behind him all charged out rapidly.

Leiluo and Blackhand also moved quickly towards the center. Lantresuo, having dealt with the patrols, followed them.

"Sir, I don't recognize any of these people. They should all be Gul'dan's subordinates. But how can a failed usurper have so many people?"

"It's perfectly normal. It would be strange if Gul'dan didn't have people."

Although Gul'dan was said to have been expelled from Shadowmoon, Leiluo knew he had the backing of the Shadow Council. Therefore, he found Lantresuo's question quite reasonable.

"Kid, something's not right. Aside from the patrols and the guards, why is there no sound from any of these houses?"

Just as Leiluo and Lantresuo were whispering, the experienced Blackhand quickly noticed something was amiss.

When Orcs sleep, their snores are like thunder. They had chosen to attack at dawn, when people are usually deepest asleep. Yet now, it was completely silent.

After Blackhand's reminder, Leiluo also realized something was wrong.

"Let's head forward through the center first, and go to the Chieftain Hall. Lantresuo, lead the way."

"Yes! Chieftain."

The three moved forward cautiously. With Lantresuo leading, they soon arrived outside the Fireblade Chieftain Hall.

"That's strange, why is there no one guarding the hall?"

Seeing no one outside the Chieftain Hall, all three were surprised.

"Lantresuo, go inside and take a look. Be careful, Gul'dan might be inside."

Given this peculiar situation, Leiluo felt it was best to proceed cautiously and had Lantresuo investigate.

"Yes, Chieftain."

Upon receiving the order, Lantresuo pushed off with his feet, his body darting forward and disappearing before Leiluo and Blackhand.

"Kid, you've got good luck, managing to recruit a Sword Saint."

"Heh, what do you mean recruit? He was the one crying and begging to join our Pebble."

Just as Leiluo and Blackhand were bickering, Lantresuo emerged.

"Chieftain, there's no one inside. What should we do?"

Hearing Lantresuo's report, Leiluo's expression grew grave. Blackhand, standing beside him, also spoke, "Kid, did you leak the information?"

"How is that possible? Including the time it took to gather people and travel, we've used three days. How could the information have leaked?"

"Perhaps Gul'dan transferred the Fireblade Clan."

Leiluo dismissed Blackhand's idea. Very few people knew they were coming to the Fireblades, and they had acted so quickly. It couldn't be a leak.

"Chieftain, if Gul'dan transferred the entire Fireblade Clan, why would he still have people on patrol and guard duty?"

Lantresuo's words flashed through Leiluo's mind like lightning.

"Lantresuo, are there any hidden places in the Fireblade territory?"

"Yes, there's a cave not far from here. It's where the Fireblade shamans commune with the Ancestral Spirits."

"How many people can fit in there?"

"All ten thousand Fireblade tribesmen can fit."

"Fire the signal flare. If I'm not mistaken, Gul'dan has likely gathered all the Fireblade people in that location."

"But why, Chieftain?"

"Haven't you seen it before?"

The suspicion in his heart made Leiluo uneasy. If his suspicion became reality, then the plan to eliminate Gul'dan this time would not be as easy as imagined.

Seeing the signal flare, Kargath, Kilrogg, Leolox, and Durotan gathered.

The impulsive Kargath spoke first, "Chieftain Pebble, what's going on? As we came, apart from a few green-skinned Orcs on patrol, we haven't seen anyone else."

After Kargath finished, Kilrogg added, "Yes, Chieftain Pebble. How can our cooperation be completed like this?"

"Gentlemen, don't worry. Gul'dan might be at the sacrificial grounds not far from the Fireblade settlement. We'll find him there."

Seeing Leolox and Durotan also looking at him with confusion, Leiluo quickly explained his suspicions.

"Kid, what if he's not there? That was just your guess!"

At this moment, Blackhand, who had been beside Leiluo, caught him completely off guard.

Seeing the other four look at him again, Leiluo felt a splitting headache. However, the sharp glint in Blackhand's eyes made Leiluo understand. He quickly said.

"Don't worry, if Gul'dan isn't at the Fireblade's sacred grounds, this matter ends here. I won't shortchange any of the Chieftains on my promises."

Kargath and Kilrogg heard this and panicked, staring intently at Leiluo.

"Don't worry, if I can't deliver what I promised the two of you, I will definitely compensate you, and I'll ensure you're satisfied. Alright?"

"Fine, Chieftain Pebble, since you've said so, and with the other two Chieftains here, we'll leave it at that."

Finally, after he had appeased everyone, Leiluo had Lantresuo lead the way to the Fireblade's sacred grounds.

At the Fireblade Clan's sacred grounds, the once vast space was now packed with people.

The totem of the Ancestral Spirit that originally stood in the center was nowhere to be seen. In its place was a high platform, and standing on it was a green-skinned Orc.

The surrounding firelight illuminated the face of this green-skinned Orc. It was Gul'dan, the one Leiluo and his group were looking for.

Gul'dan stood on the platform with his hands raised above his head, chanting incessantly. Above his head, a dark green circle was constantly spinning, spewing out streams of dark green energy.

Among the surrounding cages, one was particularly conspicuous. It held burly, energetic Orcs, and among them was none other than the former Chieftain of the Fireblades—Dahl Triple-Bloodblade.

At this moment, he was cursing at a green-skinned Orc outside the cage.

"Nilru, are you even worthy of being a son of the Fireblade Clan? Betraying your own people, colluding with Gul'dan to harm your tribesmen."

"Dahl, you're still so naive. Strength is the ultimate power! Understand?"

Nilru stood outside the cage, looking triumphantly at his former Chieftain.

"With great power, you can have anything. Just wait for Lord Gul'dan's spell to take effect, hahahaha!"

"Chieftain, something's wrong! People are breaking in from outside."

Nilru's voice cut off abruptly, as if he were a duck being strangled.