Transfer

Thrall had already arranged everything, and Sanla was not polite. He immediately asked the orcs to relocate. You must know that chaos will break out in Lordaeron soon. In fact, at this moment, chaos has already begun in Lordaeron. 👹☝ 6❾ 🐧🍮

Orcs took a boat out to sea on the shore at Hillsbrad Foothills, which is close to Lordaeron's important seaside city Southshore, but the humans there didn't care at all. The fundamental reason is that Lordaeron is now experiencing panic everywhere, and a plague of unknown origin has spread among the people, and humans have no time to care about it.

Taking advantage of the chaotic time of mankind, Zul'ra asked Orcs to transfer quickly. To this end, he even went to Alterac Valley personally with Drek'Thar to urge the Orcss there to transfer.

Even in summer, there is a whooshing cold wind in the Alterac mountains, and the melted snow water makes the ground in the mountains a little muddy. Orcs people are carrying large and small bags, and they are marching in the mud with Frostwolf, horses and deer carrying salutes.

"Zul'ra Jin, do you think there will be a disaster on this land, and why can we avoid this disaster in Arathi Highlands?" Drek'Thar rode on Frostwolf and asked Zul'ra who was standing next to him.

"Because the terrain is like this, the terrain of Arathi Highlands is high. It goes from low to high when going north to south. It is difficult to get up. At the same time, there is a Thoradin's Wall in Arathi Highlands. I think you have seen and heard about it!" Zul'ra asked with a hint of meaning.

"Well! I heard from the spirit of the earth that there is indeed a wall with a thick aura at the edge of Arathi Highlands. Do you mean that the disasters on this land are not natural elemental disasters, but a group of moving things?" Drek'Thar listened to Zul'ra's words and nodded to show that he understood. At the same time, he also heard other things, the obstruction of the terrain and the wall, which also meant that those disasters were living things.

"A group of Undead, Undead who were born due to the plague, grew up by feeding on death, overwhelming Undead." Zul'ra looked at the brainless The more flexible and blind old Shaman did not refute. He understood what old Shaman meant. Living things can be eliminated, so why not extinguish the Scourge from the source.

"..." Drek'Thar listened to Zul'ra's words and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he was thinking about it himself. Undead, which feeds on death and was born from the plague, is overwhelming Undead. This sounds a bit scary, but what does it look like?

"Drek'Thar, you didn't doubt what I said!" Zul'ra looked at the silent old Orcs and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not, I was just thinking about what it would be like to have an overwhelming Undead that feeds on death and is born from plague!" Drek'Thar shook his head. His eyes were blind, which made him less afraid of many things.

"It's very simple. Everyone who dies after being infected by the plague will stand up again and join the army of Undead. The names of those guys are the Scourge. The death of each person will increase their strength..." Zul'ra recounted slowly, but he did not see fear on Drek'Thar's face.

"Then there's no way to deal with them?" Drek'Thar didn't have any doubts, he was just looking for a way.

"Yes, but at least we can't do it now." Zul'ra shook his head. The Scourge's military power is endless and can be replenished with corpses at any time, but Trolls and Orcs cannot.

"I understand." Drek'Thar expressed his understanding after listening to Zul'ra's words. He saw this clearly. Trolls is better, and the number of Orcs has been On the verge of genocide, it is precisely because of this that Thrall is unwilling to have a large-scale conflict with humans in Lordaeron, but instead takes unknown risks and takes people out to sea to find another continent in order to find a safe place.

"Drek'Thar, Alterac Valley and other Orcs?" Zul'ra looked at the migrating Orcs team and asked Drek'Thar.

"Well, there should be no more." Drek'Thar raised his head, a little unsure. After all, Thrall has gathered as many Orcs as he can, but still There are some Orcss wandering outside, and they disdain the new Hordes. Even some Orcss in Hordes now have ulterior motives.

"Should?" Zul'ra was a little dissatisfied with Drek'Thar's answer.

"I'm old and blind. Thrall tried my best to gather the Orcs in the north, but some Orcs still didn't listen to the advice. They were killing wantonly outside. Alas!" Drek'Thar couldn't say any more. He felt regret, hatred and guilt.

"They are also near Alterac Valley?" Zul'ra was a little curious.

"In the northeast, there is a human city called the town of Strahnbrad, and there is a remnant of the Blackrock Clan." Drek'Thar nodded.

"I want to take a look, can you ask someone to take me there?" Zul'ra asked.

"Skrinjer." Drek'Thar opened his throat and roared. Not far away, a Orcs riding Worg and wearing a horn helmet quickly turned around and ran over.

"You can follow Skrinjer there. Skrinjer is the best hunter. He and his Worg are perfectly matched and can lead you quietly there." Drek'Thar said towards Zul'ra first introduced the Wolf Cavalry Skrinjer, and then told the Wolf Cavalry, asking him to take Zul'ra to look for degenerates near Strahnbrad, and the Wolf Cavalry naturally accepted the order.

"Your Frostwolf is really good, give me one as a gift later!" Zul'ra smiled and nodded to Skrinjer, and said to Drek'Thar at the same time.

"Okay, when you come back, I will give you one." Drek'Thar covered his eyes in the animal leather, with a smile on his face.

"Then it's settled." Zul'ra smiled and motioned for Skrinjer to lead the way, and then followed him on foot with fifteen Tooth-Soldiers.

It's hard to say that Zul'ra has not found a suitable mount yet because he has grown too tall. However, his running speed is no less than that of Worg, and Tooth-Soldiers are also good long-distance runners, so they can ensure that they can keep up and not fall behind.

A group of seventeen people and one wolf quickly ran along the mountain road and quickly reached their destination. The wolf cavalry Skrinjer strangled Worg who was breathing hot air on a rock and gave Zul'ra pointed to the house hidden in the lowland forest in the distance. That is the town of Strahnbrad. After passing that town, follow a road and you can go directly to the big human city Andorhal.

"Where are those Blackrock Orcss?" Zul'ra glanced at the houses and towns in the valley forest and asked without feeling satisfied. He was not interested in human towns.

"Zul'ra Jin, what do you want to do with those Blackrock Orcs?" Skrinjer would say Common, and asked angrily.

"I want to take a look at them, what's wrong?" Zul'ra looked at Orcs who was wearing a horned helmet.

"No, it's nothing?" Skrinjer wanted to complain, but he still held it back.

Sure enough, I owe an update. Don't worry, I will make up for it today.