Azeroth’s Death Track

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"He will stay here, right?"

Orgrim stood by the cedar forest in Frostwolf territory. He hid in the shadows and looked at Thrall, who was "chatting" with some orcs. The latter's orc language was so bad that he could only use a few words. Communicating with other orcs with gestures, but thanks to the wine brought back by Taresa, Thrall and these new friends are making good progress.

Many members of the Frostwolf clan did not drink the blood of the devil. They are probably the only clan of all the orc clan that still retains the simple nature of the orc.

The elder Drektar standing next to Orgrim replied:

"I also hope that Thrall stays here, he is born here."

The old shaman pursed his lips and shook his head again.

"But there are still many people in the clan who are reluctant to accept him. Do you understand what I mean? Orgrim, they don't hate Thrall. His gentle personality makes it easy to make friends, but what the clan hates is his inner Something, like what he said himself, hides a human soul under the appearance of his orc."

"But Durotan would want his son to return to Frostwolf."

Orgrim's ten fingers were moving, he said in a deep voice:

"I hope so too."

"If Thrall wants to gain a foothold in the clan, he must let all the clan accept him, he must make sacrifices and contributions for the clan, at least learn to become an orc, and not be out of place now."

The elder orc sighed:

"But I am not worried about the opinions of the people, but Thrall. I am worried that he is unwilling to change. We have talked to him. You should also feel that he hates the wars that have happened and he hates us. Bloodthirsty compatriots, he has a peaceful soul and a wise head. Maybe he is well suited to become a shaman, he must be recognized!"

"Approval...it's too difficult."

Orgrim shrugged:

"Unless he can defeat all the warriors in the Frostwolf clan one-on-one, this is the most direct method. We adore the warriors, but he is too young. Although the combat skills learned from humans allow him to stand in the clan, but He is far from the most powerful one. Look, maybe tomorrow, there will be a grumpy guy who will challenge him."

"Isn't anyone who has been a chieftain only thought of such a brutal method?"

Draketar smiled, and shook his head:

"I have a way to help Thrall, but it's very risky, and you're not always curious, why are Grom and Fenris so desperate for the Frostwolf clan to join them?"

The old shaman turned and walked towards his tent. He whispered:

"Because of a secret, a secret that Ner'zhul left for us, come with me, it's time for you to know it."

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The tent of the big shaman was full of mysterious incense. Orgrim was born in the age of orcs’ natural beliefs. He knew very well that these are some mixed herbs to help the shamans. Good communication with the elements, sometimes they will use this incense to ask the ancestors some questions.

As Drek'tar walked into the tent, he waved his hands. The shaman apprentices standing in the tent left the old one. The old shaman rummaged through a pile of bone sacrificial offerings, and finally took out a piece The hide was placed in front of Orgrim sitting on the ground.

The former chieftain opened the hide, and while he looked at the orcs, the old shaman sat on the ground and whispered:

"After you failed, Ner'zhul once again entered Azeroth with the remaining clan of Draenor, you know, the elemental spirit of this world is very powerful, and Ner'zhul is a genius shaman, So with the help of the element, I had a brief exchange with him, although we did not meet."

"Astral Teleport?"

Orgrim snorted: "I know this kind of shamanic inheritance spell. If there were shamans in my army who could use this kind of spell, we wouldn't lose so badly."

"The failure of the old tribe is doomed."

Drek'Tal didn't care about Orgrim's ugly face, he poured himself a cup of tea and said softly:

"Magic is not our strong point. After losing elemental protection, your failure is not accidental in the face of united humanity. As far as I know, even in the most fierce war, it is hidden in the human kingdom. Those powerful mages have never appeared...Of course, we are not talking about this now."

"In a brief exchange between me and Ner'zhul, he told me his concerns and plans. He knew that his behavior at that time might be to seek skin with the tiger, and he could not see hope in the process of cooperating with the undead. Therefore, in When the orcs snatched the artifact, Ner'zhul handed over a secret mission to the warriors of the Horde."

Drek'Thar was silent for a moment, and after Orgrim had read the animal skin letter in his hand, the chieftain looked up again and looked at the old shaman:

"So, Rexxar, the hybrid of Moknassa, really found that continent? I used to think that those goblins used to lie to me."

"Hoohoo."

The shaman elder made a good laugh:

"You were born and raised in Delano, our hometown is beautiful, but it is a small world. Compared with Azeroth, it is far inferior in terms of the size of the mainland or the hidden secrets in the ocean. The past few years The war between the orcs and humans has alarmed the entire eastern continent, but believe me, for this huge and mysterious world, this war is not as important as you think."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea lightly. Then he continued:

"Yes, when the Dark Gate was closed, the major clans were forced to wander and hide in the entire eastern continent, and the mission-provided Lexar crossed the sea with the help of goblins with the ogres loyal to him. , They have lived on the continent named Kalimdor for nearly 4 years now... Rexa spent all this time traveling through the wild continent. The animal skin you see is he It was delivered to me by the merchant ships of the goblins 4 months ago."

"There is a super civilization on that continent, which is larger than the orcs, humans, and even all the kingdoms of the Eastern Continent combined. Kadore, night elves, hermits in the holy mountain, the entire Kalimdor They are nominally their territory."

The chieftain frowned. He returned the hide to the big shaman. He rubbed his chin and said softly:

"It sounds dangerous... those elves, are they strong in military power?"

"Strong!"

There is a worry on the shaman's face:

"It is said that they alone repulsed the demon corps that invaded the world 10,000 years ago. It was also during that war that the continent where Azeroth was originally united was split, and the eastern continent was only part of the land of the world. And Rexxar found the night elf strongholds in the north and southwest of Kalimdor. According to him, any army in those two strongholds can directly confront the tribe under your command."

"This is the way Ner'zhul left us?"

Orgrim shook his head:

"I feel that if we go there, it may be more dangerous than in the Eastern Continent. This is almost unenforceable. Grom and Fenris will not agree to leave so vainly. I am very familiar with their ideas. Typical Warrior thinking, in fact, I don’t want to put my last hope on another continent we don’t understand. I would rather die here."

"But you don't agree that we have to implement it!"

The old shaman's tone became tougher, with a hint of excitement:

"Devil's Blood! Although there are not many people in the Frostwolf clan who drink the blood of the demon, I still noticed this epidemic. The rage caused by the blood of the demon has dissipated, but it is still stubbornly affecting our Clan, weaken them, the most terrible thing is not only the physical weakening, but also the spiritual level! They are no longer suitable for fighting!"

"Grom and Fenris sounded very exciting in the liberation of the Arathi Highlands, but every time they captured a prisoner of war camp, they brought themselves a bunch of... well, a lot of burden! Do you understand ? Sooner or later, they will not be able to sustain it. Demon blood is the most urgent problem that the orcs need to solve, not fighting or counterattack!"

The exchange between the two people reached a deadlock, and the atmosphere was a little frozen. Until a few minutes later, Orgrim looked up and looked at the old shaman:

"Have you decided?"

"Yes, I decided!"

The elder Drektar said in a deep voice:

"The Kadore elves have strong military power, but the goblins set up a lot of business stations in Kalimdor. They did not adopt a tough strategy, but let it go. In fact, on the eastern coast of Kalimdor, the night elves are basically Without a garrison, they seem to like only those areas full of forests, and don’t care about other barbaric lands, do you understand what I mean?"

"That's where the orcs need their homes! We will live there and live across the sea with humans, peace... I know you don't like the word, but that is really what our people need most, Della Isn’t everything that happened to Enough to wake you up? Conquest and destruction can’t bring any good endings, we can’t beat the laws of this world, we can only integrate into it!”

"If the Warsong clan and the Thunder King clan do not go with us, then the Frostwolf clan will leave on its own... The war between Grom and Fenris will soon involve the entire Alterac, Frostwolf The clan does not want to die with them, we just want to live! This is also Ner'zhul's idea, do you understand? The third Chief Chief, whether he is right or wrong, he completely removed the last orc from The hopeless Draenor brought to Azeroth!"

"He wants us to live too! If you still want war, Orgrim, you go, join them!"

Drek'Thar stood up, and this always gentle shaman's tone with strong questioning and anger in this moment:

"War, war! War has made us this way! When the tired orcs are completely annihilated by the reunited humans, don’t forget, Orgrim, you are also the culprit, in your hands, also Full of blood!"

"I don't want war! Drek'Thar, I came here and refused the invitation of Grom and Fenris, I have proven my ideas!"

Orgrim was also excited. He stood up and growled to:

"But even if we want to go, would you naively think that humans would let us go so generously? Don't be stupid, the hatred of the two sides is already insolvable, we have no ships, no supplies, nothing! Chur Tiras’s navy can send us completely into the sea with just one salvo. Your plan is simply whimsical!"

"They will!"

Drake Thar sighed and said calmly:

"A big human figure assured me not long ago that he would do his best to help the orcs leave the eastern continent, and I believe him."

"You are crazy!"

Orgrim's face shone with incredible light, and he shouted loudly:

"You are crazy, do you actually cooperate with humans? Have you ever thought that this is just a despicable trap, he will deceive us to the sea, and then let the sea be our grave! Once and for all, we will solve us forever!"

"I believe in him!"

The old shaman remained unmoved. He opened his arms and whispered:

"You can join us or you can refuse, but what I want to say is, Thrall, Thrall will be the most important part of this plan, and if we succeed, he will be accepted by all orcs, he will inherit His father’s position, he will become our future hope, or even the leader of the future orc, but I need you to help him!"

"Orgrim, no one is better than you for teaching and helping him."

"The 10-year dispute will end with a decent result that is good for both parties. Believe me, Orgrim, I am not joking with you about the survival of the entire race."

Although the big shaman couldn't see it, he could feel the doubts in Orgrim's heart. He turned around, and some Xiaosuo organized his things. He whispered:

"Someone showed me a future, a turbulent era has begun, and when you and I are unaware, a black hand from another world has reached into this world, and it will soon subvert everything, and we, we Can only struggle to survive like the former Ner'zhul."

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