Stratholme God

Chapter 1174 Protecting Our MT
At the same time, three vague shadows surrounded Kane.

"Don't be afraid, Lord Kane, we are here to protect you." A night elf wearing a thick cloak 'flashed' to Kane, and Kane recognized that she was Maiev, the female guard next to MacDonald. *Shadow Song.

While Maiev was speaking, she took an oversized epic two-handed ax from the storage space bag and stuffed it into Kane's hand.

Kane was stunned at first, then stared at Garrosh angrily, and glanced at Thrall from time to time.

If the ax just hit the ground, even if he was as strong as Kane, he would either die or be maimed.

Years of trust, Kane's last trace of affection tied to the tribe, all disappeared with the ax of the brainless roar.

Here, Vol'jin's pupils shrank suddenly: "So many thieves heroes!?"

There are so many heroes, it only shows one thing - the alliance is ready to dig hard!

No surprises at all!

The clouds in the sky were churning, and when the somewhat dark clouds were forcibly broken by a huge force, the huge steel ships immediately caused the exclamation of countless tribesmen below.

Many orcs come from Nagrand. Since they arrived on the planet Azeroth, they have only heard the name of the Alliance, and have never seen its terrifying side.

When they saw these ferocious and expressive steel giants descending from the clouds and pointing their huge black barrels at New Orgrimmar, they suddenly felt that their seemingly high walls were so ridiculous.

In the sky, lights flicker.

The black light glowing on the thick and dark cannon tubes is more like the sharp edge on the death scythe held high.

Sal's face paled.

Done!It's all over!

Because of Garrosh's ax, the atmosphere changed.

Originally, the tauren could break up with the tribe peacefully, but now, no matter how you look at it, they have become deadly enemies.

The worst thing is that once the alliance air fleet opens fire, regardless of whether Kane and a few alliance thieves are dead or not, at least the capital of the tribe will be finished.

Even if they don't fire, the last trace of the tribe's face will be torn away with the arrival of the alliance fleet.

If the departure of the tauren before could still be regarded as the internal affairs of the tribe, they could pretend to be the great chief and let them go with a high profile.Then, under the coercion of the alliance, sending people down is tantamount to throwing the seemingly huge giant of the Horde into a mud pit, and then stomping on its head and rubbing it left and right, leaving its entire face covered in shame.

Thrall trembled with anger: "Garrosh! How dare you do this!?"

Garrosh didn't respond positively. Instead, he held up his battle ax and pointed it at the sky: "Look! This bastard has long been in collusion with the alliance! Could it be wrong for me to kill this traitor?"

As soon as he spoke, he immediately won the approval of almost all the orc chiefs.

"Yeah yeah!"

"I think Kane has long colluded with the alliance to destroy our tribe."

"Traitor! Kill him!"

"Hang him! Let his body dry in the hot sun!"

In the hall of chiefs, the orc chiefs with the largest number of people booed collectively, each orc's eyes were red, and the frenzy like wanting to eat people was really powerful.

Only those foreign chiefs and chiefs remained silent.

Varok, on the other hand, held a battle ax and led a group of the warchief's personal guards to stand between Cairne and Garrosh.

"I..." Kane didn't know how to explain.

What's more embarrassing is Sal!
Garrosh represents the Warsong clan, and the chiefs of other clans represent the will of most orcs. Not to mention the outsiders, among the orcs, only Varok Saurfang, who represents the Blackrock clan, stands by his side, which in itself represents his failure.

A burst of sadness welled up in Thrall's heart.

He worked so hard to save so many orc compatriots from the collapsing world. At the most critical moment, they could not see the general situation, but chose the most primitive orc instinct to attack the so-called traitors and be hostile to all existences that opposed their opinions.

Even his own compatriots opposed him, so was it wrong for him to establish a new tribe and introduce races such as trolls, tauren, blood elves, Forsaken, and goblins?
Do not!
Thrall was convinced he was right.

Without these races that are good at long-range attacks, magic, or mechanical talents to complement the various shortcomings of the orcs, it is impossible for the orcs to compete against the alliance of multiple races.

The previous chiefs had already used the blood and lives of millions of orcs to prove that it is impossible to rely solely on orcs to go to Mang. cure.

……

The shrill sirens echoed throughout New Orgrimmar, and tens of thousands of orcs were alarmed. They hurriedly ran out of their brick-and-wood structure houses, pointing at the sky.

The most panicked ones were the orc defenders.

Hundreds of wyverns scrambled into the sky, and before they could climb to a sufficient height, they were frightened by the black dragon army swooping down from the clouds.

It would be better if New Orgrimmar used other bird mounts, but within the Dragon Clan, there is such a saying as [blood suppression].

Wyverns with low-purity blood did not dare to face up to their ancestor five-colored dragons. They were completely out of the rider's control and flew around. There were even scandals where several wyverns crashed into a ball in a panic and attacked each other. .

On the top of the city, on the arrow towers, the defenders found themselves extremely embarrassed.

It's not that they don't have war weapons such as artillery or ballistas, but these gadgets have never been designed to be used for air-to-air combat, and they can't even do it at an elevation angle of more than 60 degrees.

The only reliable buildings in the entire tribal capital are the two mage towers belonging to the blood elves and the forgotten ones.

However, the wave-like magic shield that swayed from the mage tower looked so thin in front of hundreds of flying battleships and the black dragon army.

Maiev's voice broke the deadlock: "Great chief, whether it's war or peace, it's up to you. If Lord Bloodhoof and us leave safely, then the three-year non-aggression treaty will still be in effect."

This is an out-and-out alliance under the city.

Thrall knew very well that even with all the efforts of the entire tribe, Kane would probably not be able to stay. If there was no guarantee, half of the League of Heroes was standing by in the flying battleship above.

McDonald, this person, either doesn't do it, or he has to prepare N sets of backhands.You never know how many cards he has left to play.

But if he didn't do it, his reputation as the great chief would be lost.

The most outrageous thing is that Mang is Garrosh Mang, and in the end he, as the great chief, must bear the blame.

This situation really made Thrall vomit blood with anger: "Garrosh, you..."

"I'm all for the Horde—" No one noticed that a trace of icy innocence flashed in the seemingly reckless Garursh's eyes!

His roar immediately won the support of a large number of orc chiefs.

"Correct!"

"Saurfang, get out of the way."

"Let's kill Kane, the traitor, and these alliance pigs!"

The violence of the orcs was fully displayed at this moment, and the chiefs were fucking guys, pressing towards Varok and the guards in a fan shape.Varok not only wants to stop the orc chieftains, he also wants to prevent the heroes of the alliance from violently killing people.

He is so difficult.

(End of this chapter)