Warcraft novel series

The flames of war finally reached the inner city of Orgrimmar, and the orcs with the same green skin were fighting each other. They held the weapons in their hands high and scattered their flesh and blood. This endless battle continued, and the battlefield was unprecedentedly chaotic. , even if the combined forces of the Alliance and the Horde led by Vos join the battle, they cannot change the direction of the entire battle. The dark shamans Harrom and Kadris entangled Vol'jin and Thrall, and they had to redefine the meaning of this battle in the face of their former compatriots. Especially when Thrall faced former members of the Ring of Earth, shamans who also believed in the power of the elements but now used violence to enslave the elements, their exchanges were particularly intense. Howling lightning, meteorites and toxins scattered in the clouds and mist are the main tone of this battle.

The battle on the other side is completely different. The Kor'kron guards led by Nazgrin are fighting against the Horde coalition led by Lor'themar and Sylvanas. The giant mechanical war scorpions are the main theme of this battle. It is precisely because of their existence that the war in this magnificent tribal capital has no possibility of stopping temporarily. The chaotic flames burned the land, and the bustling downtown became a stage for these machine monsters to wreak havoc.

No one had ever thought that the capital of the tribe could also become the focus of war. At this time, a tauren who originally existed in this land joined the battle. His name was Gamor. As a tauren raised by night elves, he is special. In this aloof city, he is helpless. Apart from doing some hard work every day in exchange for necessary food, he spends most of his time staying in the hotel, silently pray. I pray that one day my work will be recognized by this city. When Thrall was the warchief, he stayed quietly in a quiet corner of the Valley of Wisdom, enjoying the tranquility alone. The orcs didn't like him, except for Greshka who adopted him. He was a good friend of Gamor's father, but his father was executed because of his love with the night elves. As their only child, Gamor's mother died due to grief. Although the night elves had eternal life, excessive longing still took away Gamor's mother's health, causing him to pass away in grief. After losing his mother's protection, Gamor came to the city of Orgrimmar, and his father's comrade Greshka took him in and allowed him to live quietly in this city.

Unfortunately, this quietness did not last long. As the little Hellscream became the warchief, Gamor became a prisoner, charged with helping the trolls who were under surveillance. Gamor, who often helped the trolls do rough work, was considered to be an accomplice of the trolls and was imprisoned. In the lava slits of the Raging Flame Rift, the tauren accepted the test of the hot lava every day. He once looked forward to death, but until one day, the flames of war started. This became an arsenal, with a large number of spears and swords placed here, and all the orcs loyal to Hellscream Jr. forged new weapons here every day. It seemed that they were preparing for a battle, a battle so huge that they had no time to pay attention to Gamor who was surviving here.

Now they paid the price for their neglect of this tauren. When he came to the battlefield of Orgrimmar, he saw the banshees of Sylvanas using their terrifying howls to destroy the spirits of the Kor'krons. When Lor'themar arrived, Theron and Jaina's magical legions continued to create blizzards in Orgrimmar in an attempt to freeze the city. He also saw that Varian was wielding the heavy sword violently, while Verissa's bow and arrows were covering for him. They were a perfect combination. At this moment, the two people were fighting against a mechanical behemoth to relieve the pressure on the coalition forces. Vol'jin and Thrall joined forces to fight against the two dark shamans. They created an inhuman disaster in the Valley of Wisdom. Flames and destruction enveloped the area. No one dared to approach there. This was their battlefield. Neither can Moore.

At this moment, his eyes fell on Nazgrin. Gamor was familiar with this tribal general who rose from corporal to corporal, but he was only familiar with it. He was a great warrior, fair and full of glory. But at this moment he seemed to be on the wrong team. After arranging the deployment of the army, he decided to enter the Shadow Rift Valley to produce more weapons. At the same time, he also knew that there was a secret passage leading to the underground steel city in this lava valley.. She had seen with her own eyes the current war chief, Hellscream, come out of there. Of course, this was just a secret exit. He also had an official exit in the arena. It's just that Gamor is not qualified to go anywhere unless he longs for the embrace of death.

Today was a little different. Nazgrim entered the Flame Gorge with a small number of personal guards, and what followed was a blood elf, a dwarf, and a pandaren. This was a combination he had never seen before, although they should They are all famous, but this is not something Gamor can understand. But he knew that these armed warriors would engage in a battle with Nazgrim in the Raging Gorge, and Gamor looked forward to joining the fight.

"A tauren warrior has joined us, and it seems that victory will be easier."That was the honest laughter from the dwarf. Although he was very short, Gamor saw the dwarf knocking a Kor'kron warrior away into the lava with a hammer. And the panda seemed to be very powerful, relying only on his fists. It can break the bones of heavily armored orc infantry, and one person can use both fists and feet dexterously when facing many orcs. As for the blood elf, he seems to know Nazgrin, and the two of them exchanged words with each other.. In the end, it seemed that the negotiation broke down, and the two men met each other in arms. It is really rare to see blood elves fighting with fists, but now Gamor saw that in the small space, the blood elves gave up their bows and arrows and used their fists to fight with Na. Zgorin started fighting hand-to-hand, and it seemed that such a battle would have a better effect. At this moment, Gamorr had no reason to relax. Together with the dwarf warriors, he blocked the orc reinforcements rushing towards Nazgrin, although they did not They knew each other, but an invisible tacit understanding brought them together and enjoyed the fun of fighting.

"Nazgrin, your stubbornness will destroy you! Let's see the facts, little Hellscream must be judged for his crimes. Facing the blood elf's question, Nazgrin waved his battle ax in reply."That's enough Voss, I won't allow you to insult the warchief. If you want me to surrender, use your fist to prove it."."This is the dialogue that Gamor heard, of course it was just a fragment. When it pricked up its ears, an annoying orc's battle ax interrupted his thoughts. The swing of the battle ax cut off a section of its horn. This It made him very angry. The consequences of the Minotaur's anger were very serious. From the broken corpses scattered around him, we can know the attack power that the angry Gamor can unleash.

Gamor, who has not learned how to fight systematically, has amazing talents. , which is totally inconsistent with his mother's peace-loving qualities and his father's. Maybe the wandering life has changed him. Or maybe there is something in his bones that is at work, but this kind of talent has obviously been obtained by the dwarves of Ironforge. Recognized by warriors, he has a big golden beard, and he swings his beard high every time he fights. The war hammer he wields is not all brute force, but he is also very skilled in borrowing and unloading force. Obviously this dwarf is very He admired Gamorr's orc-like rough fighting style. He even invited him to visit Pandaria during the battle, which made Gamorr very grateful. Maybe the world outside the small Orgrimmar hotel is really real. There are many wonderful things waiting for you to discover.

And the panda from Pandaria did not joke with the dwarf, saying that he was kidnapping another tauren, but when this silly-looking panda faced him, he added: Moore always felt that he looked familiar. Finally he recognized that this panda man was Chen who appeared at every wine festival. He even came to his hotel to promote the wine he brewed. He had a good impression of Chen and Moore. Of course, what made him appreciate Chen even more was his fighting skills. Simple and not gorgeous at all, but like a bee wandering among flowers, using every opportunity to knock down his opponents without leaving a leaf. All the opponents he knocked down were still alive. , but the joints have obviously been broken. This kind of fighting method that does not kill lives but can achieve results, Gamor thinks he cannot learn. However, Gamor happily accepted the invitation from Chen. Last year, he He wanted to go out for a walk, and his father's comrade Greshka also supported his decision. After all, Gamor has reached adulthood and needs to go out on his own like a brave warrior. The battle is not over yet Gamor has already I imagined what kind of life I would have in that strange land, but this fantasy did not last long, just because the battle between Nazgrin and the blood elves was coming to an end. The blood elves' light arrows shot through Nazgrim. With Zgorin's legs, the orc general could no longer use his brave jumping slashes to stop the deft movements of the blood elves. The blood elf warrior had no intention of killing Nazgrin, judging from his sad eyes. You can see the sadness in his heart. Killing does not belong to the blood elves, but the reality is so cruel. Nazgrim's loyalty to the little Hellscream has reached a state of blind obedience. He would rather die than give in. When the giant fan When the ax cut Nazgrin's throat, the splattered blood dyed the blood elf's clothes red, and the dark brown eyes gradually dimmed and lost their luster.

But the blood elf still stood there dreaming, watching. As Nazgrin fell, Gamor even saw a tear streak across the face of the blood elf warrior. A blood elf actually shed tears for a rough orc. This seems incredible to Gamor. Maybe their friendship has also been tested by the fire of war, at least Gamor thinks so.

Nazgrin fell, and the fighting here came to an abrupt end. A large number of coalition forces from the Alliance and the Horde occupied the place, and all the orc warriors who did not die became prisoners. After receiving the thanks of the blood elf warriors, dwarf warriors, and pandaren, Gamorr was interviewed by Thrall. He could already predict that a beautiful life was about to begin in the future, all because he was with three legendary warriors. The result of fighting side by side. When Gamor looked for the three legends again, he could no longer see them. Maybe they still had a mission that they had to complete, at least that's what Gamor thought.