Evil will not deceive you

"But I really don't want to do it if I can help it."

Thrall sighed. Although the orc brothers around him were very excited after hearing him say that he wanted to attack by force, if he had a choice, he still wanted to follow the old method, which was to pretend that he was a prisoner first. The orcs sneaked into the shelter, and then encouraged the orcs inside to attack from front to back with the brothers outside, instantly breaking through the shelter and liberating their compatriots.

Such losses are minimal.

But it was a pity that the lord's castle closest to the asylum suddenly moved. Without knowing the information, he did not dare to do so.

I dared to do this before because those shelters didn't know that anyone would attack them and they didn't enter a wartime state.

But looking at the way the lights kept turning, you knew that these people were definitely on full alert now. If he and his compatriots who went in together could convince those humans that they were okay, they would at most be beaten and then sent to a shelter.

But in wartime, he would most likely be killed.

Thrall believed this very much, because in previous operations, he had seen how the orcs in these small shelters were treated.

He ate swill, slept on haystacks, and was beaten by the human soldiers from time to time, and was also subjected to very heavy hard labor. An orc in his thirties, who had been tortured there until his white hair turned gray, was close to Disability.

And they have to be driven by humans to duel with each other like themselves.

A shelter that was full at first, but when he entered, only half of them had been tortured. If it weren't for the ulterior motives of the king named Tenaris, their compatriots would have been even fewer!

So he knew very well that the hatred between orcs and humans was very unshakable, and he must also save his compatriots.

However, he wouldn't just rush to the shelter so stupidly.

As far as he knew from his investigation, because the lord here had always given sufficient money and food to the shelter, the shelter here had always been fully staffed.

Part of it must be brought out!

Orgrim asked him to lead the troops alone. There was no way he would let him down!

He looked in the direction of the castle. This castle was not big, just of average size, so he held the battle ax in his hand tightly, smelled the air, and sensed the elements of the earth.

"We are divided into two groups, Tarco. You lead a group of people to ambush near the shelter, and I will lead a group of people to pretend to attack the human castle. I will summon the elements there to destroy the gate of the castle and let Those people had to ask for help from the shelter. Tarco, remember, before I come back with my troops, you must have an ambush! Wait for us to break through the shelter together! "

The orc named Talko nodded without raising any objection.

Thrall said this and looked at his compatriots again.

"I need some warriors to distract the attention of those humans after we pretend to attack the castle. This is very dangerous, so..."

But before he finished speaking, several white-haired orcs stood up silently.

Thrall looked at these orc soldiers who looked old but still maintained a strong fighting spirit. After a moment of silence, red lightning lit up on his body, and in an instant, several translucent wolf souls appeared. in front of him.

"Ride them, warriors, they will bring you back as much as possible."

But Thrall's response was only the laughter of these orcs.

"Hahaha... don't worry, Sal, we still have to watch you liberate all your compatriots!"

The old orc at the head said this, and the other orcs also let out low laughter. But looking into his eyes, Sal knew that the other person didn't think so.

None of the orcs are afraid of death.

"Then, take action!"

Thrall looked at the orcs marching in an orderly manner and issued his order.

The orcs disappeared into the night like the wind, leaving behind the citizens of Gus Town who knew nothing.

And in the night, after the last orc soldier left, in the darkness, a very handsome demon with wings on his back, teeth exposed outside his lips, quietly appeared where they were standing before.

Yes, demon, a very famous demon among the Burning Legion.

Known as the Dread Lord by other demons, among a group of demons who are good at using intrigues, they are all demons who are good at using intrigues.

The Dread Lord standing here now is named Mal'Ganis.

"interesting……"

Mal'Ganis looked at the orcs who were leaving. He originally planned to come to see how the Cursed Sect was developing. After all, the leader of the Scourge, the Lich King Ner'zhul, was untrustworthy.

As for Kel'Thuzad... he hasn't seen true power yet. After all, he hasn't really died yet, so he can't be trusted for the time being.

"So, should I step in?"

He stretched out his hand, and a crystal ball appeared in his hand. As he looked at the crystal ball, a voice came out.

And if Jaina were here, she would definitely recognize the voice of her lover Arthas.

"...I'll be there soon."

Malganis laughed. This was the message he subconsciously intercepted because he noticed someone was using magic to communicate. In other words, the prince in the plan would also be here today.

"It seems that although the little warlock did not complete his task, he made things interesting."

He was thinking about whether to start the plan to corrupt the prince now, because in the plan, he would not start until next year. But the existence of Li Ke accidentally brought the prince here unexpectedly, and his actions after discovering the cursed sect also unexpectedly led the orcs who would not attack his castle to attack his castle...

"Destiny is really interesting... Maybe it's time for Kel'Thuzad to make his debut, and take a look at what that little warlock is capable of."

Malganis is now more interested in Li Ke. Originally, he had no interest in the warlock recruited by Metis, but Li Ke's trouble-making ability made him think that Li Ke might have more. the use of.

After all, no one can predict fate and luck.

Apart from……

their master.

He disappeared into the shadows, and at the same time, Kel'Thuzad, who was talking to Barov at Scholomance Academy, heard Mal'Ganis's voice.

"Go and drive those undead to attack the castle, Kel'Thuzad, but don't do it too quickly. Ah, by the way, give me the command of half of the undead..."

Mal'Ganis' tone became cheerful.

"I want to use it to entertain our Prince."