As soon as Regan said this, not only Saurfang and Roxas were greatly surprised, but Marlis, an ally, also frowned slightly: He had to anger these greenskins with bad tempers just after they met.
Could it be that the dragon-slaying knight's head show is funny?
"What?" As expected, the orc officer was furious. He roared at Regan, "Weak pink guy, what qualifications do you have to preach to me! If it weren't for you damn humans procrastinating, we would be here now.
We have already invaded the city of Ahn'Qiraj!"
Facing the angry orcs, the sarcasm on Regan's face became more intense. He sneered and said: "Invasion of Ahn'Qiraj? Ha, if it is said that Overlord Saurfang leads the army, I still believe it, but based on your Excellency,
This kind of material... with all due respect, it won’t work even if it takes another ten thousand years!”
"Damn you bitch, let's see if I don't crush you..." The orc officer obviously had a typical impulsive character. After being provoked by Ragen's two words, he became so angry that he wanted to draw his sword to fight, but he didn't expect that the sword was only half drawn out.
, but was "frozen" in place by Saurfang's cold eyes. He couldn't draw the knife, nor could he retract it, which made him so embarrassed. The original overwhelming anger had long since disappeared without a trace.
"Your lack of discipline makes you laugh, General Regan." Saurfang turned to Regan and said politely, "These guys are all my old subordinates who have been with me for many years, although they have some shortcomings in strategy.
, but they can all be called first-class battlefield warriors. Whether they charge into battle or wear strong armor, I can guarantee that they will not be inferior to any first-class strong army!"
"It's natural. Saurfang's Imperial Guard is well-known, and Lord Havers and I have heard about it for a long time." Regan nodded.
"In this case, if the two generals can mobilize the elite of the Seventh Legion to attack Ahn'Qiraj with my tribal army, why should we fear the tens of thousands of alien insects? The glory of the Azyaqir bugs was true for a while, but
If we say that they are still not enough in front of the Alliance and Horde armies that have defeated the Burning Legion!"
Although Saurfang has white hair and a bright head, he is very old, but his words are so majestic that Regan and Havers can't help but secretly admire: It seems that even though this tribal tiger is old, its power is still the same as before.
"What the Overlord said is certainly true, but some things are not as simple as they appear on the surface," Marlis suddenly said, "If there is only such a force as the Qiraji, we can naturally give it a try.
, no matter how bad it is, we can still imitate what the Dragon Clan did back then: build a few more beetle walls to seal them, and are we still afraid that they will be able to burrow out?"
"But what you all encounter now are only enemies on the surface. The real danger is actually lurking under the unfathomable underground palace of Ahn'Qiraj!" Marlis said in a low tone, "My wife
, is a priest of the moon god Elune. Just over two months ago, she accompanied a team of dwarf archaeologists to an insect nest in the southwest for archaeology. Unexpectedly, this trip was in danger of ending forever.
…”
Saurfang's expression changed and he asked: "But it has something to do with those insect-men?"
"Of course...please listen to me continue." Marlis nodded to the orc, telling how Natalia became mentally unstable after returning home and behaved strangely for several weeks, mumbling to herself and insisting on saying something.
Weird words were spoken, and compared to the first-person narrative that Regan heard from the person involved before, it was much more detailed. Obviously, the control of the ancient god was not incurable. It can be seen from Marlis's words that Na
Thalia still went through a period of self-struggle.
After listening to the elf's story, Saurfang shook his head in disbelief. Naturally, all of his subordinates were stunned. They had always thought that although the Qiraji were difficult to deal with, it was only reflected in their sheer number.
I didn't expect these bugs to have such superb magical power. It seems that the human general was right. It may not be easy to capture Ahn'Qiraj!
"Lord Marlis, may I ask, where is your wife now?" An orc below suddenly said, and Regen looked around, and it was Roxas who had not had time to say hello before.
Marlis replied: "Excuse me for asking. Natalia is weak after being released from mental control. She is still resting in the room at this time... If you don't believe it, you can go and find out with me later."
"My lord, I misunderstood. That's not what I meant," Roxas hurriedly explained. "I just want to find out how Priest Natalia got rid of the insect man's mental control, and how he came back with his weak body."
To Cenarion Keep"
Marlis couldn't help but look at Roxas twice. This was the first time he had seen such a thoughtful orc. The elf pointed at Ragen and said, "This matter has to come back to Ragen."
Sir... The lucky Jing was able to be rescued, all thanks to your action in Thousand Needles. If he hadn't wiped out all the horror totem forces there, Natalia might still be in some nest with bugs now."
"Oh? The matter is so tortuous, and it even involves the Horror Totem?" Saurfang took over the conversation and asked Regan with interest, "If there is no inconvenience, can the general transfer that incident?"
Tell us in detail what happened? It will also give everyone a reference to the true strength of the insect-pulling people..."
"With pleasure, my lord!"
Regan smiled slightly and recounted all the things that had happened in Thousand Needles. Naturally, he did not miss the fact that the mine sent by Saurfang was in extremely dilapidated condition. However, the old orc had been traveling across the continent for many years, how could he deal with it?
A junior boy's vague accusation moved his face? He automatically ignored the other person's complaint, but keenly grasped the word "ancient god"
"As you two said, the ancient god named C'Thun is the real master behind the Qiraji?" Saurfang frowned deeply, obviously very shocked by this accident.
The history of the orcs is very long, and can even be traced back to the ancient times thousands of years ago, but they have not been the new residents of Azeroth for a long time. Since the opening of the Dark Portal, the first orcs set foot on the continent from Draenor.
At some point, they have only spent about thirty years now, and they still know very little about this ancient and mysterious land under their feet.
But ignorance does not mean ignorance and closedness. At least in the years since the orcs settled in Kalimdor, countless young people with a spirit of exploration have set out from Orgrimmar, determined to visit every corner of the New World, and this tireless journey
The spirit of exploration is what the orc race relies on to gain a foothold in the new world.
Although Saurfang is an older generation of orcs who grew up in the world of Draenor, his thirst for knowledge is as good as any young man. Seeing Regan's caution, he couldn't help but feel slightly moved: "General Regan,
Our clan’s records about the Ancient Gods and C’Thun are not comprehensive. I wonder if you can explain it to us in detail so that we can learn a little bit about these unknown enemies..."
"You're welcome. Your Excellency, of course, I know everything about the currently known information. But the problem now is that the information we have at hand is very little. Apart from knowing that the guy has the title of 'Thousand-Eyed Demon', we know nothing.
We don't even know when it broke away from the Titan's seal..."
"Titans? Are they those giant gods who claim to have created all living things in Azeroth?" Saurfang still knew some ancient history, and there was no need for Regan to explain the origins of the Titans.
"Yes," Regan nodded, "the ancient gods are among the earliest aborigines of Azeroth. They should have been killed after the failure of the war with the Titans, but because these creatures have a symbiotic relationship with Azeroth
, destroying them would be equivalent to destroying the entire continent, so the Titans had no choice but to take this method to seal them to prevent them from continuing to do evil..."
After listening to Regan's narration, the arrogance of the orc officers before was gone, and they were more cautious and nervous. After all, they were also people with brains. In addition to having the title of "god", these ancient gods actually
To be able to compete with the Creator-like existence, even if it fails in the end, this qualification itself is a height that cannot be looked up to, let alone competing with it head-on.
Marlis also added at this time: "In addition to C'Thun's unparalleled power, the insect-men under his command should not be taken lightly. Please note that the ancient gods did not take action in the Quicksand War thousands of years ago. Join us in the dark night.
The power of the elves and the five-color dragon only resulted in a miserable victory... After a thousand years, how powerful will these insects that have been accumulating strength become?"
Regan's words silenced everyone present, and Marlis's addition made everyone feel a huge stone in their hearts, especially the orcs who were complacent because of a few small victories before. Not only did they ask themselves: What if it's true?
Can I still fight against these terrifying existences?
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Regan stood up and said: "Everyone, although the enemy is powerful, we cannot be discouraged. After all, behind you are many relatives and elders of Kalimdor! If this battle fails, the entire Azeroth will be destroyed."
The whole world will even fall into their clutches!"
"Although we are just fragile mortals, we do not have the power of gods or the magic of demons, but we have the determination and will to be proud of. For our families, our friends, and our motherland, we fragile mortals
It can even explode with power comparable to the gods!"
The few orc officers below were so excited that they couldn't help but quietly pull back the military uniforms on their chests. In their eyes, this previously annoying human seemed to have become more pleasing to the eye.
"ar!" Saurfang hammered his chest and saluted Regan solemnly, "Like the outstanding human warriors, we descendants of Draenor will also fight to defend our new home! Tell us about your plan.
, Dragon Slaying Knight, I believe you should have a general policy and strategy!"
Regan glanced around the people in the hall, smiled freely in the eyes with different meanings, and said: "What's the plan... To be honest, I actually haven't thought about it either."