Just as Thrall, Cairne Bloodhoof and Jaina led a small number of elites into the complex terrain of Stonetalon Mountain to search for traces of Medivh, Grom Hellscream, full of anger, unwillingness and strong restlessness, led the Warsong clan northward to arrive.
Endless dense jungle.
There is no doubt that this is Ashenvale, the heart of the entire continent of Kalimdor. It is also an extremely important transportation hub and the outermost edge of the night elves' core territory.
This is why in the original timeline, the Warsong clan orcs clearly committed an unforgivable crime by killing Cenarius, but Thrall still let them stay in Ashenvale to establish a semi-permanent base.
Once this place is lost, the Alliance's army may raid Orgrimmar at any time with the help of the night elves, directly destroying their home base.
Moreover, the wide variety of trees in Ashenvale are also important raw materials for building cities and camps, as well as weapons, shields, vehicles, airships and other things.
You must know that there is not much decent wood that can be cut down in the grasslands of the Barrens.
So Thrall clearly knew that his occupation of part of the land in Ashenvale was a provocation to the night elves, and could even be described as an insult.
It is absolutely normal for a war to break out between the two sides.
But he still had no intention of retreating at all, and even allowed the Warsong clan and the Sentinel troops to engage in small-scale confrontations and secret battles in the Ashen Valley.
From here and further north is the sphere of influence of the night elves and their allies.
Whether it is the Darkshore or the Moonglade, or Mount Hyjal and the World Tree located between the two, there are without exception inhabited by an astonishing number of intelligent creatures, not just wild beasts and dense plants as outsiders imagine.
Especially those centuries-old, thousand-year-old, or even ten-thousand-year-old trees that have been awakened by natural magic and endowed with wisdom. They are spread across every corner of this land, monitoring all outsiders.
Once the night elf allies are in need, or hear the call from the demigod Cenarius, they will immediately rise up and transform into extremely terrifying warriors and druids.
When the War of the Ancients broke out, the Treant army inflicted unimaginable damage to the Burning Legion.
Countless demons were turned into meat and meat sauce under their trampling. Even the hellfire could not last long in front of so many trees before it would be torn into pieces alive and turned into a piece of flesh that fell to the ground and emitted astonishing heat.
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After all, Azeroth is a planet with so much energy that it is almost overflowing, so the trees here are extremely tall.
Ancient trees like Ash Valley, which have grown wildly for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, are often as high as three hundred meters. Even if a hole is cut in the trunk, it is more than enough to transform into a villa.
Similar to the sequoia, which is ranked as the tallest in the world at 100 meters high, it can only be regarded as a younger brother in the endless forest of Ashen Valley.
However, this kind of forest, which is full of towering trees at a glance, undoubtedly poses a very big problem to the orcs who lack advanced tools.
After all, in the Eastern Kingdom, they often only needed to use the battle ax as a weapon to cut down trees.
But now, use an ax to chop down these tree trunks that require several people to hold hands to close them?
Do not make jokes!
Even an orc with the strength and stamina of an animal cannot withstand such a torment.
What's more, logging is a very dangerous job.
Every time a tree falls, it may directly kill someone.
Lumberjacking is known as the most dangerous job on earth, and a large part of the reason comes from this.
But Grom Hellscream, who was holding back his anger, obviously didn't care about this.
To be exact, he didn't regard the hard workers in his tribe as human beings at all, but regarded them as slaves and livestock. He kept roaring and asking his soldiers to use whips and wooden sticks to beat those who looked like they were slacking off.
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Similarly, those warriors of the Warsong clan who were particularly irritable and irritable due to the remaining demon blood in their bodies also vented their irrepressible impulses on the peons.
Suddenly, screams could be heard around the logging camp.
In just a few days, countless orc laborers were covered with large and small whip marks and bruises from being beaten with sticks.
There is no doubt that this is the cruelest and most real aspect of the orc clan society.
After all, a large part of the source of hard labor was the captives plundered during the civil war between the various orc clans. Strictly speaking, they were not considered members of the clan at all.
In addition, the orcs themselves have a tendency to crazily worship the strong and despise and insult the weak. If they have a good attitude towards these hard workers, they will become ghosts.
If they were not of the same race, this group of defeated people would probably be like the captured Draenei. All men, women, and children would be slaughtered and their corpses would be used to pave the so-called "Road of Glory."
So the slogan "Orcs will never be slaves" can be taken as a joke, but don't take it seriously.
Because it was never the Burning Legion that really enslaved the orcs, but themselves.
"What a wonderful sight. It looks like a good show is about to be staged."
Zuo Si, who was watching the excitement and didn't mind the chaos, pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile.
At this moment, his arcane eyes planted deep in the forest had observed the abyss lord Mannoroth sprinkling his demonic blood full of filth in a spring.
With Grom Hellscream's lack of self-control and his thirst for power, battle and blood, he would inevitably choose to drink it and fight to the death with the night elves and Cenarius.
In fact, at this moment, due to the destructive deforestation for several days in a row, the night elves' sentry troops had become intolerable and took action.
Just like shadows, they can always emerge from the woods quietly and shoot sharp arrows at various tricky angles, piercing the arms, thighs, shoulders and other non-fatal parts of those hard workers and warriors.
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Unfortunately, the orcs of the Warsong clan did not realize the forbearance and kindness shown by these "children of the stars".
Instead, like a pack of mad dogs, they chased and surrounded the lone sentinels, splitting them alive with an ax in an extremely barbaric way, dragging their hair, raising their heads high, and roaring like beasts.
This move undoubtedly angered the sentry captain.
In an instant, warnings and expulsions quickly escalated into war.
Both archers and huntresses rushed out of the shadows and launched raids on the orc camps from all directions.
Everything happened so suddenly that before Grom Hellscream could react, more than a third of his unsuspecting peons were killed or injured.
Many soldiers who lacked armor protection were shot in the eyes, mouth, throat and other fatal parts by an arrow and fell to the ground on the spot.
The pungent smell of blood also attracts many wild beasts in the jungle, such as leopards who are good at lurking and ferocious brown bears.
"Warriors! Kill them all! The Warsong clan is unmatched!"
The death of his men did not make Grom Hellscream flinch even a little bit. Instead, he rushed out with a sharp ax and smashed the moon blade from a sentry's hand with just one blow, followed by a backhand.
The ax cut the opponent in half, and blood, internal organs and intestines were scattered everywhere.
The other orc warriors were immediately inspired, and they charged with arrows, finding the night elves hiding in the woods one by one, and killing them all.
In just about ten minutes, this small-scale conflict came to an end.
With their numerical superiority and fearless spirit, the Warsong Clan killed more than forty night elf sentries. The rest found that something was wrong and immediately chose to retreat temporarily.
But before Grom Hellscream could celebrate this victory, screams and curses came from another lumberyard in the distance.
It turned out that another sentry unit attacked the unsuspecting logging camp next to it. More than 300 hard workers and 50 soldiers were named one by one by sharp arrows in less than a few minutes. When he arrived with his troops, he only
Bodies were left all over the place.
You must know that night elves are not good-natured characters.
No matter who dares to provoke them, they will definitely pay the price in blood.
In the next few days, Grom Hellscream fully realized what guerrilla warfare was.
The Sentinel troops had no intention of confronting the orcs head-on. Instead, they dispersed into teams of dozens or even more than a dozen people, using their innate shadow evasion abilities to hide around multiple logging camps.
As long as there is a place where the defense is lax, they will immediately launch a surprise attack, kill the peons and orc warriors at lightning speed, and then set fire to the lumberyard and the stored wood.
This directly caused the Warsong clan's two weeks of hard work to be wiped out.
It also completely ignited the anger in Grom Hellscream's heart.
Losing his mind, he gave up the logging mission and led everyone into the forest to find the sentinel's stronghold here. He rushed in and killed all the living things in the camp.
They even followed the customs of the old tribes and made the enemy's corpses and heads into horrific decorations and hung them at the entrance of the camp. On the one hand, they showed off their power and brutality, and on the other hand, they also served as a warning to potential enemies.
Unfortunately, instead of having a deterrent effect, this actually awakened the sleeping forest demigod Cenarius.
When the latter saw a large area of ​​forest that had been cut down to bare forest, as well as the night elf sentries that were brutally killed, they immediately became angry and directly led the remaining night elves to launch a full-scale attack.
This time, it was no longer just the night elves who joined the battle, but also hundreds of treants.
"Damn it! What the hell is this? The tree is actually alive!"
An orc was obviously frightened and was speechless, retreating uncontrollably.
After all, no matter how stupid and brainless he is, he still knows that it is impossible to kill a hard and huge tree with the iron battle ax in his hand.
To be continued...