"So, you killed both the Satyr and Vashchi in the end?"
After expressing his deep introspection and repentance to Sophie, the elf's face finally looked better. However, the knight's vague description did not convince everyone. Most of the generals, including Herod, believed that the matter was absolutely wrong.
It would be as simple as Regen said: Obviously, their commander concealed some of the facts for some unknown reason.
"Xavis should be dead, but there is still a question as to whether Vashj is dead," Regan shrugged, pretending to be relaxed, "If it weren't for that smart-aleck Sartre, I really wouldn't have been able to escape from the heavily guarded place.
Escape from the reservoir... After all, the soul realm of a demigod is not as easy to deal with as eating cheese."
"Is it that simple?" Roxas blinked. Although he was not as good as humans when it came to intelligence and scheming, his instinct told the orcs: Ninety percent of the time, Regan was lying, and what he was hiding must be a huge secret!
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Regen glanced back at the Panya Reservoir and saw that the fire floating on the surface of the Viper Lake was still burning. It is estimated that Naga will be in trouble this time. "In any case, Vashchi's
The plan has definitely been shelved, and the urgent delay now is to go to Nagrand to solve the orc problem... won’t you forget the main goal of this operation?”
Although Regan's pretense of being relaxed was not very clever, it still succeeded in dispelling some people's doubts - it was not that he wanted to deliberately hide the fact of the Titan's existence. He actually thought about it and knew how shocking it would be to mortals.
, so the knight had no choice but to tell a little lie: revealing the collusion between Vashj and Xavius, but attributing the "credit" for killing Sartre to himself, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Seeing that their immediate boss seemed unwilling to talk more, Herod and Sam naturally couldn't continue to ask questions, so they had no choice but to hide their questions, bowed their heads and said, "Yes, my lord!"
It was night, and the soldiers of the Red Storm spent the last humid night in the swamp. The next morning, they set off on the journey to the Nagrand Prairie.
In the ancient orc language, Nagrand represents the "land of the wind". Not only is it the only area in Draenor that has not been contaminated by too much magic energy, it is also the earliest habitat of the orc race, like Grom.
.A large number of familiar orc heroes such as Hellscream, Durotan, Orgrim and Ner'zhul were born here.
In this birthplace of shamanism, there are also countless wild species and elemental creatures living. Although they are generally wary of the Alliance soldiers who invade their homes, as long as the other party does not show obvious hostility, these simple creatures will definitely not
Be the first to attack
"With beautiful mountains and clear waters, chirping birds and fragrant flowers, it's really a good place to retire." Regan patted his mount and smiled at Roxas beside him, "But having said that, you should be the first one to return here in decades.
Orcs of Azeroth"
"Who says it's not the case?" Roxas jumped off the warg and looked at his long-lost hometown. He felt like he was suddenly separated from the rest of the world. "I remember that when I was a child, I used to herd clefthoof cattle in this area. I didn't expect that it would take a while.
Ten years have passed and the scenery has not changed at all..."
"Well, the familiar smell of cow dung has probably not changed at all." Herod complained seriously from the side. To be honest, honest people are more lethal when they commit evil than ordinary people. Seeing this scene, Sophie and others couldn't help but
Several ladies snickered.
"Get out!" the orc glared and cursed, "I'm just expressing my feelings, you know nothing!"
"Okay, don't argue," Regan said with some humor to stop the two from continuing to bicker. It seemed that Roxas could get along with anyone, just like a second-year junior high school student suffering from bipolar disorder, "Later.
We still have to go to Tara to meet the Broken Ones, you all, please calm down."
"I know," the orc glared at Herod angrily and replied angrily. The latter also shrugged innocently, as if he had nothing to do with the orc's irritability.
"Aren't you going to explain it to Galadar first?" Sophie patted the night saber, walked to Regan and whispered, "We have wasted a lot of time in the swamp. If we continue to let the orcs and the Broken
If the misunderstanding continues, the situation will surely become even worse..."
Regan smiled, and out of habit he wanted to reach out and touch his lover's pretty face, but he didn't expect her to back away slightly and tilt her head towards the crowd in annoyance, signaling the knight not to go too far in broad daylight.
"Ahem..." Regen retracted his hand in embarrassment, pretending to cover his mouth and cough, but this little move could not hide the reason from Evelin who was not far away. Even though he knew that they were lovers, it was bloody.
Whenever the elf sees the two people's intimate gestures, he always has a sour feeling in his heart, as if something that belongs to him has been taken away by others.
"Since the time has been delayed, there is no rush to do so." Regen didn't pay much attention to Evelin, and he didn't have time to guess what she was thinking. He rubbed his temples and said, "Now we are foreigners after all.
As for the identity of the author, if he talks to Galadar with empty words, they probably won’t have much trust in him.”
Herod asked from the side: "We have Locke's recommendation, won't they treat us specially because of this?"
"Ha, what do you think?" Roxas took over the words before Regen could answer, "Even if you recognize your relatives, there has to be a process, right? I haven't been back to my hometown in almost twenty years, why do you think they should
Trust a compatriot you have never met?"
"Uh..." Herod couldn't help but lost his words. Regan nodded and said, "Indeed, if we rush into contact with Galadar without any preparation at this time, it will only be counterproductive... So I decided to go to Tara first.
Let’s clear up the misunderstanding between them and the orcs.”
"I agree" Roxas said briefly in support.
"Your Majesty's decision is our will." Nowadays, Sam looks more and more like Regan's shadow. I guess the knights would have no objection if they let him assassinate the Lich King.
"Very good," Reagan nodded with satisfaction, "Then let's..."
"Woo~"
Suddenly, a dull horn sound interrupted the knight's words, followed by rapid fighting and cursing. Without any orders from the officers, the long-time fighting elites of the Red Storm had already stood in formation vigilantly, guarding against the unknown.
The visitor of identity
"Here we come!" Herod stood at the front holding a big axe. He saw a humanoid creature covered in blood stumbling towards this side, followed by dozens of slightly short pursuers. Obviously, this
There should be two groups of forces that do not belong to each other, or that are vendetta against each other. For some unknown reason, they actually fought all the way to the Crimson Storm.
At this time, the two opposing parties had also clearly seen the Alliance troops flying the Lion Heart Flag, and they were all stunned. However, within a moment, the man who was being chased at the front was the first to use a thick and jerky general voice.
Yugao shouted: "Human, help me! These guys are the culprits who killed the Sunspring Sentinel orcs and framed them for your allies!"
"What!" Not only Herod, but also Regan was shocked by the other party's words. The knight's eyes flashed and he waved, "Herold, be sure to save that man's life. The pursuers behind him don't need to stay any longer.
, the remaining one is enough to serve as proof!"
"Yes!" Herod's voice was still in place, but he had already passed by the bloody fugitives, and his sharp ax was like a tiger out of its cage, swinging towards the attackers with strong wind!
"ah!"
With just one blow, Herod cut off the leading pursuer with his knife. At this time, people could see their faces clearly: they were actually a group of Broken Ones wearing black and red shorts!
Could it be someone from Tara? Herod couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his mind, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but weaken a bit.
"No need to hold back, kill!" At this time, Lei Gen's unquestionable words came at the right time, making the red warrior lose his last scruples: he saw him crashing into the group of Broken Ones like a god of death, and the battle ax passed by.
The stumps and broken arms made these ferocious hunters feel terrified.
"Damn it, who are you! Aren't you afraid of Kurenni's endless revenge?" Seeing that the momentum was not right, a Broken One who seemed to be the leader of the pursuers shouted inwardly, causing Herod to be slightly startled.
"Don't... don't believe him," the fugitive who was helped up by Roxus gasped and shouted sternly, "They are not the Broken ones from Tara... they... are the marauders of the Darkblood clan!"
"Speak slowly, Dranos!" Roxas looked at his seriously injured brother with some worry - the blood-covered fugitive in front of him was none other than his cousin, the son of Overlord Saurfang, whom he had not seen for many years.
: Dranos Saurfang
More than twenty years ago, a large number of orcs, under the call of the Horde's war flag, passed through the Dark Portal and entered Azeroth, which they regarded as the next place to conquer. At that time, Overlord Saurfang was the adjutant of Doomhammer.
He was also among them, and his still young son Dranos was left in Nagrand to be taken care of by his tribe.
I thought that this situation could be reversed in a few years at most, but I didn't expect that the orcs were defeated by the Alliance after two wars, and most of the people became prisoners or slaves of humans, and then they (except Ner'zhul and Gul'dan)
and their direct subordinates) also completely lost contact with the world of Draenor for twenty years.
Now, with the opportunity of the Dark Portal restarting, the orcs can finally return to their homeland again, and the long separation cannot stop the blood connection. Although Roxas and Dranos are no longer young, there is still a strong relationship between brothers.
The bond still made them recognize each other immediately
———————————————————— ps: The constant power cuts in summer are really irritating~