Anomaly Of Warcraft

Chapter 608

What kind of person is Thrall?

With a height of nine feet three inches and a big waist, round blue face and fangs, there is no difference from the second brother Mao Mao.

Can play very well.

Educated, loves human literature, and is familiar with war strategies.

His real name is Gouyle, his biological parents were born in the Frostwolf family, and his adoptive father is also an ambitious family.

That's right, Carlos Barov is not the only wise man in the league. Edras Blake Moore's original purpose of cultivating Thrall was to rebel against Carlos' old father-in-law.

You may not believe it, but Thrall was raised according to the standards of an orc leader.

In Blake Moore's plan, Thrall is the key to his indirect control of the orcs.

After all, as a veteran who experienced the second orc war, Blake Moore didn't want the young man to despise the orcs in the shelter like the young ones now. He still clearly remembers how desperate the tide of darkness was.

So he trained Thrall.

A vigorous and alert and strong orc.

Encouraged by Thrall, the veterans who escaped from Alterac's road repair brigade began to regain their spirits.

Thrall also got more knowledge about the past from these prisoners of war, and his mood gradually became heavier.

Because the Barov family's ten-year-long ideological and political education is not in vain.

Although they are unwilling to be dogs for humans, these orc veterans have accepted the conclusion that this war is the fault of the tribe.

This argument also affected Thrall.

What's more, Thrall assassinated a "Glory Orc" without knowing the details, Alterac just let him go easily.

So Thrall is ready to deal with the pursuit.

However, until they concealed into the depths of Alterac Mountains, they didn't meet the chasing soldiers, they were really the sons of the blessed plane.

Where is Spartacus?

Lost on the road of life?

Of course it is impossible.

There was only one reason that Spartacus gave up pursuing Thrall.

That is, he encountered a more valuable goal.

Gromsh. Hellscream.

The last command issued before Ner'zhul threw himself into the trap and became the Lich King was the Pit Warsong clan.

Ner'zhul reopened the name of darkness and ordered Gromsh Hellscream to lead the people to the Eastern Kingdom to burn, kill, and loot. In the early stage, he really caught the ascendant Stormwind city by surprise.

However, although Carlos Barov disappeared, Turalyon and a series of generals still existed, and those veterans of all battles still existed. The kingdoms of Lordaeron who had reacted overreacted, and they gave up their internal fighting and ran over them, defeating the Warsong clan. That's called an oops, I'll go.

That is, Gromsh Hellscream took a long time, and didn't fully believe in Ner'zhul's promise to survive.

Because the legendary orb that Ner'zhul gave Gromsh Hellscream, which can close the gate of darkness and block enemy soldiers, is actually a detonating device.

Although Gromsh Hellscream escaped Ner'zhul’s plot, the Dark Portal was under the control of the Alliance until it was closed due to the Draenor explosion. The direct consequence of this was that the Warsong clan would not return. went.

Although fighting hard for several years and suffering heavy personnel losses, the strength of the Warsong clan still exists.

With the secret support of Reid Blackhand, there are still a large number of Warsong Orcs active in the vast area north of the Burning Plains and south of Arathi Highlands.

But Gromsh Hellscream never trusted the silly son of the old black hand.

Just because of the assassination of Terenas Menethil II, Uther and Arthas led the Knights of the Silver Hand to return to Lordaeron, and the Warsong Orcs got a chance to breathe.

Like Thrall, after hearing the rumors of the Frostwolf clan, Gromsh Hellscream decided to find allies and set foot on Alterac's land.Spartacus noticed the clues and decisively gave up the pursuit of Thrall and turned his head to meet him.

In a sense, Thrall owed Groms Hellscream his life.

Although young Thrall could fight, he was still too tender in front of the only remaining sword saints of these tribes.

Especially Thrall, who grew up in the human world, used to hunt a dish and squeeze his feet.

When Spartacus was closest, it was less than a hill from Thrall.

"This kind of battle trace is the style of the Warsong clan."

Spartacus made a judgment while inspecting the wreckage of a patrol stronghold.

"Abandon our original goal, you, and you, go back the same way, take a long way around, go to the nearest legion to seek reinforcements, and other people will follow me to meet old friends."

Spartacus made the most calm judgment.

The fifty-person pursuit team was used to hunt down Thrall and several orc fugitives. It was an absolute fuss. The elements of demonstrations and demonstrating loyalty were greater than actual needs.

But if used against Groms Hellscream, Spartacus has no confidence in winning.

Because Spartacus is a swordsman, so is Gromsh Hellscream.

The men Spartacus brought out were all orc veterans who confessed their crimes, as were those around Gromsh Hellscream.

This is almost a mirror image of the enemy.

You can't be too careful.

In particular, the Warsong clan had obviously taken the blood of the devil, and their individual capabilities would even be slightly stronger than those of Spartacus's successful veterans who had successfully "rehabilitated".

So the safest way is to haunt Gromsh Hellscream and his party, and then mobilize heavy troops to besiege directly.

However, Gromsh Hellscream can lead the clans to escape from the alliance's heavy siege, and the innate insight into the battlefield is something Spartacus has never had.

The two sword saints unanimously chose ASSASSIN's tactics.

The final result became an encounter.

This time, the number of warsong orcs was the majority in the away game.

Gromsh Hellscream took eighty-six people with him, while Spartacus and himself had only forty-eight people.

Eighty-seven to forty-eight, the Glory Orcs faced the dilemma of one enemy two.

But after getting the understanding of Carlos, the veterans of Spartacus who completed the atonement have an absolute advantage in equipment.

The battle begins with reminiscence of the past.

"Gromsh, I didn't expect it to be you."

"Yo, let me think about it, this voice, Spartacus, you are still alive."

"State your purpose."

"Tell me, your armor and your weapons are snatched from humans."

"I'm sorry, as you can see, this is what I choose now, and this is where I stand now."

"Choose to be a human dog?"

"Of course not, to be your own master."

"Aha, this joke is not funny, do you think we orcs can coexist peacefully with humans? In this war, either you die or I die."

Amidst the roar of the Warsong orcs, the anger value of the Glory Orcs soared.

Because they seem to have seen their past.

The so-called gossip is just the preparation time for everyone to test the depth of the formation, and neither side takes it seriously.

On the side of Groms Hellscream is the Warsong clan, and on the side of Spartacus are the Blackrock Orcs. After all, where is such a deep fellowship.

But it was Spartacus and Gromsh Hellscream who had met in the Fireblade Clan to participate in the Juggernaut assessment.

"Come back, come back to the people of the tribe, let us make this world upside down! Only the strong deserve to own such a rich land, and those humans will become our slaves sooner or later."

Gromsh Hellscream's proposal is serious.

"I refuse. The orcs paid such a heavy price for the lies of Ner'zhul and Gul'dan. I can't take any interest in your ambitions."

Spartacus's answer was also very serious.

"So you and the traitors around you are determined to be dogs for the Alliance?"

"Is there any substantial difference between what you did and me, the flea on Mannoroth?"

"Um...ah~~~~~ Roar!"

"glory!"

There was a disagreement, and the battle began.

Although the Warsong Orcs are in a state of encirclement, they have been suffering from long-term difficulties, and their weapons have been worn out. When Gromsh Hellscream failed to blast Spartacus's head with a gorehowl, the battle went straight into a fever pitch.

The martial arts of the two sword saints are obviously beyond the understanding of other orcs. Gromsh and Spartacus are in the restricted area of death. No other orcs can intervene. The encirclement of the warsong orcs has caused a slight weakness in the single front. , Glory Orcs used the advantage of the armor to open a gap, and played a wave of small advantages.

The number of people is now

Sixty-nine to forty-one.

However, the tragic battle situation stimulated the eruption of the blood of the devil, and the Warsong clan under the state of blood fury was full of explosive power.

After the second meeting, the number of people is

Fifty-seven to thirty.

The Glory Orcs began to form, guarding Spartacus. Although the Warsong Orcs still had nearly twice the number of advantages, the lack of long-range weapons made them unable to quickly defeat their opponents.

At this time, the role of armor is very big.

After the third round of fighting, the number of people is

Forty-nine to twenty-seven.

If it were back then, Spartacus, which even Carlos couldn't beat, could not make ten moves in front of Groms Hellscream.

After all, in front of him is not only the tactical master of the Warsong clan, but also the rare genius of the orcs in a century.

Forbearance, cunning, do everything.

Gromsh’s leadership concealed his mighty martial arts, but Spartacus knew that before the establishment of the tribe, in the age when the blood of the demon was much longer to drink, in the age when the orcs were still enslaved by the ogres, Gromsh Hellscream has the record of beheading the leader of the Goria Empire.

Sword Saint, is the title of the strongest orc.

But for the same sword master, the difference between the sword masters is also as clouded as mud.

If it hadn't been for the uninterrupted grind in the past ten years, I would have been hacked to death by Gorehowl.

Spartacus suddenly forced Gromsh to evade, and then pulled out to join the battle group to help his companion tear a gap to break through the encircled situation.

At this time, the number of both parties is

Forty-one to twenty-two.

At this time, only twenty-seven seconds had passed since the battle began.

The horror of the same races who are not afraid of death are killing each other.

An axe slashed a glorious orc, and Gromsh Hellscream seized the opportunity to make a desperate jump to kill Spartacus.

However, under the tone of blood and steel, a holy light appeared, shining the audience.

With the Holy Shield, Spartacus turned around and swept, but Gromsh blocked it with his axe handle.

The power of the two is equal, and no one can do anything about it."Let's stop here, I didn't come here to fight you desperately."

Even after drinking the blood of the devil, Gromsh Hellscream still maintained his sanity in the battle.

He came here to find the Frostwolf clan to escape the world, not to punish the traitors.

If you continue to fight, even if you kill these honorary orcs, the loss of Warsong orcs will not be much less.

"Then stop."

Although the leaders on both sides were in agreement and were about to stop, the red-eyed orc still took a lot of effort to stop fighting.

Full fight counts as a one-minute battle, the final ratio of the number of people is

Thirty-three to seventeen.

"If we are still comrades-in-arms, those of us can kill a human legion."

Gromsh Hellscream looked at the corpses all over the ground, unable to calm down for a long time.

"There is no if, the tribe has failed, and we are just poor worms deceived and persecuted, sinners."

Spartacus was also aching in his heart, and his hatred for Ner'zhul and Gul'dan became deeper.

"Hurry up, my reinforcements are coming soon."

Spartacus himself didn't understand why he said this sentence, but it seemed that if he didn't say it, his heart would hurt.

"Bury the people for me, they died in glory."

Gromsh was never a procrastinator. Hearing that there were chasing soldiers, he turned and left without hesitation.

And Spartacus looked at the remains of the orcs all over the ground, until the warsong orcs followed their patriarch and disappeared deep in the mountains, without knowing who promised.

"I try my best."

In an unexpected but reasonable battle, Gromsh Hellscream abandoned his plan to search for the Frostwolf clan in the Alterac Mountains, and Spartacus did not capture the intended target.

In this battle, the elite orcs suffered heavy casualties regardless of their camps.

Thrall became the only beneficiary.

After checking the results and personally listening to Spartacus' report, Carlos nodded in satisfaction and asked what Spartacus wanted.

"Loyalty must be rewarded, and credit must be rewarded. Make your request."

"Your Majesty, I hope you will allow me to bury the orcs who died in battle."

"This is also... all the orcs?"

"Yes……"

After a brief silence, Carlos nodded.

"Those corpses belong to you."

Sweat leached from under Spartacus' iron helmet.

"Thank your Majesty."

"Don't thank me, this is your reward, you deserve it. I can understand, but I don't agree with it."