Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Uh, although my understanding of the orc clan is limited to the course of the war, but this..."

Tersmo was holding his chin. He looked at the reassembled hides under his feet. He said softly:

"This emblem has never appeared on the battlefield, from beginning to end."

He glanced at Thrall in contemplation, and he asked:

"Is this your clan?"

"I do not know."

There was a little tremor in Thrall's voice. He stared at the white skull emblem, and he said softly:

"I've never seen it before. When I was picked up at Dunhold Castle, I was covered with half a piece of animal skin. In fact, I didn't know which clan I was from. I grew up... Raised by humans, I don’t know why my parents left me, but I did not have too much contact with the orc race."

Taresa patted Thrall's shoulder. She whispered:

"I always think that Thrall's soul is no different from humans except for his appearance. Even Captain Drake, who hates the orcs the most, thinks that Thrall is innocent, and he took us both in Austria. The Tranque Valley survived and raised us. Unfortunately, the captain’s injury was too serious. He died a year ago."

Tyers' eyes narrowed. He sat back in his chair and looked at the orc and human girl in front of him. He asked in a low voice:

"You said it was humans who raised you? Who is it? Your sister is 16 at most today. It looks like you, probably 14?"

Thrall glanced at him and shook his head:

"I am 12 years old."

"Ok???"

Tells' eyes widened. The orc stood up a head taller than him, and his head was 2 meters faster. He was only 12 years old? What did these orcs grow up to eat? Is your physical fitness so good?

"Don't underestimate Thrall, you dishonest thief."

Taresa sat aside, teasing the snow wolf, and looked at Tells unwillingly:

"He started training as a gladiator when he was 4 years old, and when he was 8 years old, he killed an veteran with bare hands. Captain Drake taught him all his martial arts. This bear skin big cloak that I killed was last year. A bear, he is definitely the deadliest hunter in the Alterac Mountains."

"So you brought me here?"

Tells glared at the eccentric girl, he said softly: "Do you think Thrall can protect you? Come on, kid, I didn't plan to hurt you at all, nor did I come for Thrall."

He was silent for a moment, and decided to say everything he knew:

"I'm here to find Orgrim, do you know him?"

Thrall and Taresa glanced at each other and shook their heads:

"I’ve heard of Orgrim, but I’ve never seen him before. The tribe he commanded once fought against General Blackmore, and I didn’t like those crazy orcs, even if they were my compatriots, in the same appearance. Next, there are some bad things hidden in their bodies. When Taresa and I fled, we avoided them."

"Then the question is coming, Thrall."

Tells said playfully:

"Orgrim, who was so blinded by you, is looking for you, even under the encirclement and suppression of several human countries, he still does not want to leave here, and this hide is obtained from him. Do you understand? ? The chieftain, whose goal is to stay here is you!"

"Ok?"

Thrall frowned, and he asked:

"Then why did he want me? When the tribe was full, he had tens of thousands of orc warriors under his command. He didn't lack me, or did he say that there was a part of Orgrim in my unknown life?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Tyers spread his hands and made a helpless expression:

"I am also confused. I am looking for Orgrim because of a special entrustment. I collect money to do things. I never ask about the behavior of the employer. If it is not for you, there is no news about Orgrim. I will say this, but now it seems that you may not know much about me, which is a pity."

He looked at both Thrall and Sister. The assassin shrugged and asked curiously:

"What I really want to know is that when the Second Orc War was in full swing a few years ago, who had the guts to adopt an orc child? As far as I know, in that cruel war, the orcs killed a lot Human children, and humans have returned without mercy, I guess it should be a big man, because without certain forces, it is impossible to shelter you from the anger of the soldiers."

The question made Taresa silent. She seemed to recall some bad things. She glared at Tyres angrily, and turned the Snow Wolf away from the basement. This sudden anger made Tells a little unable to. Understand, Thrall looked at him, and after a while, he replied:

"You were wrong about two things. First, when I was adopted, the tribe had not attacked North Xinjiang. At that time, they had not even started to attack Stormwind City, so I was lucky to survive. Second, adoption. Mine is not a big man, Edras Blackmore, you have heard of his name, right?"

Tells nodded and took a deep breath:

"A few years ago, I took a private job and took a priest from General Blackmore’s castle for my employer. That was the only communication between me and the general, but I heard later that on that night, Dunholde Castle, guarded by General Blackmore, was razed to the ground by the death knights, and even the general himself died in that battle."

The assassin pursed his lips and said softly:

"I hope the tragedy has nothing to do with me."

"Do you think that's possible?"

Thrall's tone became cold. He stared at Assassin Tells. He said in a deep voice:

"When the castle was captured that night, Taresa and I tried everything to escape, and I saw General Blackmore die in front of me. The war came so suddenly that no one was ready. My captain Drake, my adoptive father, had been wondering why the death knights came so suddenly, if he was still alive, he would have drawn his weapon and cut you at this time."

Thales's eyes narrowed, but the next moment Thrall's voice softened again:

"But that was him, a soldier who was always loyal to Blackmore, not me... I used to consider Blackmore as a father when I was young, and when I grew up, I realized that he just used me as a tool, as a carrier of his ambition , He trained me to be a gladiator and occasionally abused me, but did you know? I don’t actually hate him."

"I couldn’t live without his kindness. At that time he was just a major in the Alterac Kingdom, but he picked me up and took great risks. He shaped me in his own way, taught me knowledge, taught My martial arts taught me how to protect myself, not wanting his initial thoughts, but he still achieved what I am now, a soul that is incompatible with a brutal orc."

Thrall lowered his head, stroking some shabby skins in his hand, and his voice became sad:

"Even at the moment when he was dying, he blocked the death knight for me and Taresa. I still remember his cry, he let me run, he said his will will continue on me Come down, he said, I will become the king of the orcs...hehe, what a ridiculous prophecy."

From Thrall's voice, Tells heard a deep sadness. He didn't know where this strange orc came from, so sentimental, but he had to admit that this was a pretty good story.

Thales drank the tea from the cup in a single bit. He stood up, patted his body, and said to Thrall:

"Then you probably won't join the orcs again in your whole life? Don't you want to pursue your life experience? Maybe your parents are forced to leave you behind? Maybe they are big people, chiefs or something."

"I do not know!"

Thrall raised his head and looked at Tells clearly. There was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. Despite the tusks, this smile was not soft, but Tells felt a goodwill from this smile. .

"I don’t go after so much. As an orc, I’m very content to be able to spend this life peacefully, no matter who my parents are, no matter what their status in the past, these have nothing to do with me, I I don’t even know my name, Thrall, this is really not a good name, but it really belongs to me...I am out of tune with humans, and I am the same with orcs."

"I will stay here and watch Taresa grow up, get married, and have my own family, I will leave alone. Taresa is a good sister, she should have a better life, and in this world, as long as The orcs are involved, Taresa’s life is over, so I hope you can keep this secret for us."

"OK fine!"

Tells shrugged:

"Your sister is not easy to deal with. She is full of ghost ideas, and the dwarves are good to her. As long as she continues to live in Tarren Mill, no one will embarrass her, but as the price of keeping secrets."

Tyres reached out and grabbed two pieces of skin on the ground. He said softly:

"I will take these two things away, it will help me find Orgrim... rest assured, I am not malicious to the old orc."

Watching Taylors roll up the two pieces of animal skin and put it in the package, Thrall's eyes were reluctant. After all, it was the only thing related to his life, but in the end, until Taylors left The cabin, he did not stop.

Perhaps in his heart, Thrall also hopes that all of this will be far away from him, and only then can Thrall truly spend his life in peace according to his own ideas.

But when the assassin and the girl Taresa and the eccentric orc Thrall waved goodbye, Tells had a hunch in his heart. This different orc, Thrall, maybe, maybe General Blackmore’s prediction was true In the future, Thrall may really achieve a career.

"Aha, I'm thinking cranky again."

After leaving "Taresa and Thrall's Cabin", Taylors was like a real high-level assassin, and he drove fast on the snow. There was no footprint left where he passed, and he looked at the sky before him. The flying snow, anxiously thinking about where I should camp today.

In fact, Tyers did not lie. In the hut just now, if he wanted, Thrall and the snow wolf were not a problem at all...how could an orc warrior escape the dagger pierced from behind?

Would Taylors be stupid enough to fight Thrall head-on?

"Hey, that's still too tender to the younger brother."

With a smile on his shoulders, Taylors quickly climbed up the cold ridge. Before leaving, Taresa sent him a leather jacket and enough supplies to make him able to survive in minus ten degrees. Warmth is guaranteed in the environment.

"Then the next step! Find Orgrim and take the money away!"

Taylor blew a whistle. He didn't want to stay longer in this ghost place for a minute. The next time he went on a mission, he must find a way to go to the warm south. It is said that the newly built Stormwind City is very majestic. I want to see it.

The assassin, who likes to think about it, raised his head and watched the sky getting darker. He looked back and sighed secretly, knowing that the time was not early, he should rest in Thrall’s hut tonight, but the thought of that The grisly snow wolf, forget it.

Spending a night in the ice and snow is definitely an unforgettable experience for high-level assassins. When he crawled out of his sleeping bag the next morning, the ice was covered with eyebrows. It took him a while to let himself The stiff face recovered, and after eating a few pieces of dried meat, Tyles patted his stomach and continued to hurry, but this time, good luck did not care for him anymore.

"Throw away weapons, humans!"

A roar rose from the snow, and Tyers turned back suddenly, and saw a dozen orcs riding giant wolf appeared behind him, his figure drifting forward on the snow quickly, as a The assassin who has not yet advanced to the guru, in this shadowless environment, he is difficult to enter the sneak, and just after running for more than ten meters, a whole row of orcs appeared on the hillside in front of him. The one that is awesome is the orc chieftain he has been looking for.

Orgrim...

Tells recognized him, and he also participated in the battle in the Burning Plains. At this time, beside Orgrim, there was also an old orc blindfolded in a weird robe, who saw the old orc As he waved his hands, Thales felt extremely dangerous, but before he could evade, a roaring gust of wind mixed with falling snow, he smashed his body **** the ground.

"Kneel! Kneel!"

The orcs drove the war wolves around Tyres, watching the fierce spear and the fierce war wolves. The assassin gritted his teeth. Eventually, he threw the dagger in his hand on the ground, kneeled down and raised Put your hands behind your head.

"boom"

The bound Tyles was thrown in front of the elders of Orgrim and Drek'Thar. An orc handed two hides to Orgrim, who held it in his hand and only looked With a glance, his fists clenched.

He grabbed Tyles from the ground and stared at him closely:

"I am not interested in the invitations of Grom and Fenris. Now tell me, humans, where did you find this thing!"

"Have you ever seen my nephew Guy?"

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