Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

Many people like war because they always think that they are the gods of war, who can crisscross the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, and shuttle through the rain of bullets.

Most of these people have never experienced war, and they think that war brings glory rather than cruel death.

"War is never romantic." Elray muttered.

As a Delaney, he is as good at healing as the other priests, and he is also somewhat interested in the culture of orcs, which is why when Veyron announced his alliance with the orcs of Nagran, he chose to come to Fort Grobler and was appointed to the team as a chaplain.

And today is his seventh day with the team, exactly one week.

He didn't know how many times he had prayed for the Holy Light to heal his comrades these days, they were really belligerent.

He didn't understand something, why should he be keen on fighting? Isn't it good that they Delaney don't like to fight?

He originally thought that the culture of the orcs was to worship heroes and ancestors, but he did not expect that their culture also included so many war-related traditions.

This is a bit far from the impression of those heroic orcs in Shatas.

It seems that his line of work will make a big change in his attitude towards orcs.

"Okay, your wound is healed." He pointed his finger at the armor on the side, "Remember to polish your armor, if you don't have this armor, you may not be able to wait for my treatment."

The soldier moved his lower limbs with a smile, "Superb medical skills, captain." Although

he was initially a little repulsed by the fact that most of other people's squads were shamans, and his squad was a Delaney, after getting along for a long time, he found that priests were really useful.

Compared to the Flame Shaman and the Warlord, which are basically only for battle, the Delaney people's holy light spells are undoubtedly extremely effective.

"Holy Light Flash, it's just a simple healing spell." Erray wiped the sweat from his forehead, during this time, the crazy training and hunting of orcs made his business a lot busy at once, not only needing to maintain his training but also to treat the wounded in his ranks, and occasionally to inform them of the latest orders of the orc chieftain, so he also found time to pray every day.

"I don't know when the war will start." He said in a rough voice.

Erray looked at the soldier in amazement, "What will happen to you when the war begins?"

"When the war begins, we will seize the land of ogres and crush these ancient enemies!" He waved his freshly healed arm, with indescribable excitement in his eyes.

"King Nairgo was generous, except that he did not allow us to plunder." The orc muttered, and Nelgo could be said to have fulfilled all his fantasies about orc heroes, born extraordinary (with shamanic talent), fighting heroically, being highly powerful, and heroic deeds of saving the elemental throne.

In addition to his harshness, Nelgo is the perfect king! It's like a legendary character.

Not only him, but Elrey listened to the thousands of passionate voices outside the tent shouting victory, all desperately eager for this coming war.

"Naru..." Elray closed his eyes, a little puzzled, why would Viren agree to them joining this war? Just because the Legion is coming, let them change their way of doing things?

At this time, the orcs were still chattering to themselves, "Thanks to your skills, each of our craftsmen is now teaching ten or even dozens of apprentices to make weapons.

"Hey, this armor is really strong, it looks good, and it's good to be able to wear clothes when I used to fight ogres."

Until he found that Elray was somewhat silent.

"Hey, Captain, what's wrong with you?" The orc came forward to ask him, although this Delaney was very strange and a little out of place with them, he did help this squad a lot, and the position of captain was also recognized by others.

"Nothing." Erray didn't expect the orcs to answer his question, I'm afraid they would only laugh in surprise after hearing it, right?

Then say: "War is war for war."

"Where does there be glory without war or anything like that." Orc-style answer.

"Oh." The orc seemed to understand, and he didn't seem to understand, in short, he no longer bothered with why Elray was suddenly a little silent, he put on his armor and took up his arms and walked out of the tent.

"Where are you going?" Elray spoke up.

Listening to the cheers outside, the orc rightfully said: "I'm going to training, going hunting... In short, I will go to all the places where the clan can win the war.

Elray immediately responded, "Wait a minute."

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why are you obsessed with war?" "

He is a young Delaney, who is only 20 years old compared to his hundred-year-old kind, and because of this, he is a little puzzled by the way of life of orcs.

Is their life for war?

"Why not?" The orc was a little surprised and puzzled, in short, this expression was exactly the same as Elray thought.

"I don't understand." He said, "I hope you can answer my doubts. "

Okay." The orc thought for a moment and took off his helmet, "If it had been before you asked me why I was fighting with ogres, then I would have told you that I was for plunder, for glory and the spoils after victory, even if we didn't fight them, they would come and fight us."

"And when I got married, the Hell Roaring Chief still came to my house to eat beef, when the old chief was still there, there was something in my house, Hell Roar, and the whole family came to help, and now Hell Roar called me to come to war, am I still a human if I don't go?"

It seems that even in the orc society, human debts are not so easy to pay.

"So what now?" Elray asked a little eagerly.

"Now?" The orc thought for a while: "King Nairgo told us that he said that war is not romantic, he is cruel, and not everyone can enjoy glory. In short, in his mouth, war is a very bad thing.

"Then why are you..." Elrey could not finish speaking, and he heard the orc continue, "But in the end, he told us that although war is not romantic, we must do it, even for the sake of our own home and future generations from the enslavement of ogres."

"This is glory!" The orc said with some excitement, "I believe that King Nelgo will bring victory to us, and I also believe that the Hell Roaring Chief will make the ogre kneel in front of the clan, even if I die because of it."

"But everything we give is worth it, my blood will become glory, future generations will remember our efforts, and the lives of future generations will be better because of my blood."

"Every piece of land watered with our blood will become a pasture and field for the clan in the future, all for the orcs!"

Elray didn't know what to say, retorted? But their war is so that future generations will never be harassed by ogres again, support? The Light is above, Naru bless, I....

In short, Elray's brain is very messed up.

For a moment, he seemed to feel that what the orcs said made sense, they were fighting a righteous war, to protect their homeland and fellow citizens, to save the races oppressed by the ogre hegemony, and for their own descendants.