Stratholme God

Chapter 277 Shaking Sama for a Whole Year (2 More)
In front of all the chief's personal guards, Go'el and Kashdrak, Durotan turned into a burly one-armed human uncle in the blink of an eye like a magic trick.

For a second, Gooyle wanted to copy the guy and chop this thing up.

In the next second, Durotan changed back again.

"Father, what is this?"

"A piece that was occasionally obtained from the most elite and fearsome Trident Legionnaire in Stratholme. Just pass in the thought of transformation, and you can become a human." Durotan said this egg-sized egg The strange beads were passed to his son.

Goyle noticed that there were a few words engraved on it that he couldn't understand.

That's Chinese [Junchen Tianya]!
"Father, you captured the man with the Trident?" Goyle was a little excited.

All the orcs of the Frostwolf Clan knew that those human soldiers whose badges or epaulets had this symbol were particularly powerful, and often one of them could deal with five or six Frostwolf warriors.

They have never been captured, and their equipment also has a strange 'curse', which cannot be touched. Once they die, they will disintegrate and disappear into the air after a while.

Suddenly, a death knight opened the curtain and came in, and said, "No, just after the Duke of Stratholme heard the rumor of leaving this world, the trident soldier who was playing with beads suddenly disappeared in front of me."

Of course Goel knew about this undead man, he came with Kashdrak, a former captain of the Kul Tiras fleet named Dekos.

Durotan asserted: "This is an accident, but also a great opportunity."

"Why me?" Goyle was confused.

Dekos spoke first: "Because you are not tall, many adult humans are only your height. People who are too tall will be easy to spot."

Durotan touched Go'el's head affectionately with his rough palm: "We are all old, and the mode of thinking is fixed. The great chief Orgrim has used his life to prove that traditional orcs alone cannot Conquer the alliance formed by humans, elves and dwarves. But you are different, you are young and can quickly learn all new knowledge, haven't you already learned the common language of mankind?"

"That's to defeat humans!" Goyle became excited.

Durotan shook his head: "Remember, we orcs had to come to Azeroth because 'our world' was about to perish. We are the invaders. At the beginning, I just didn't approve of the Great Chief Blackhand and the massacre of Gul'dan. Human beings left only after doing so. So the idea of ​​defeating human beings is not appropriate. As an aggressor and also as a weaker party, what we want to think about is how to find a suitable living space under the eyes of a powerful alliance.”

Goil and all the orcs were silent.

Goyle looked up: "Aren't the Alterac Mountains bad?"

"This is because the man named Duke MacDonald Stratholme is not around. Without him, humans don't have more cement to build bunkers and surround them all the way. When there are enough cement bunkers, the Frostwolf clan will lose all their hunting grounds. The moment of being slowly trapped to death. So I want you to learn human knowledge and find a brand new way for the Frostwolf and even all orcs to survive."

"I understand!"

"Son, don't hold hatred against humans. This will make you easily discovered when sneaking in. Remember! We orcs are the wrong party. Many orcs had to raise their butcher knives just to survive."

Goyle nodded heavily: "When shall I leave?"

"After paying homage to your mother's grave, you can set off. Oh, and also, your name Gouil can no longer be used."

"why?"

Kashdrak interjected: "I don't know why, we occasionally heard your name in the mouth of the Trident. The biggest possibility is that you are being targeted. It's very strange, and I also heard a name called [Thalr]. "

"Slave?" In Orc language, Thrall means slave.Goyle thought for a moment: "Then I'll change my name to Sama."

Goyle didn't realize at all that his name would be teased by countless tridents in the future.

"It took us a lot of work to collect three of these strange beads. Let Decos and Nazgrel accompany you."

Nazgrel is the son of Kashdrak. He is 13 years old and is about 1.8 meters tall.

Orcs can be disguised as humans, but the problem is how Dekos can become a high elf.

Until this moment, they still haven't figured out that what they got was the [Deceitful Orb], and all the transformations corresponded to it.

Three days later, a strange combination of two humans and one elf came to the south of Andorhal.

They quickly discovered that they had become the focus of attention.

Dekos immediately realized the problem: "Damn it, there are elves in the alliance, but the number is too small. Basically, they are all rangers from Stratholme."

Dekos had to sneak around, taking advantage of a hunter's unpreparedness, he took a bow and a pot of arrows, and barely managed it.

This is still too far away.

"It can't be done, young master, I can only accompany you here. The equipment of the elf ranger is not easy to deal with. If I continue like this, I will implicate you."

"You have already told me a lot of human habits, thank you. That's it, you go back and inform my father first."

"Okay, I'll get more attention to your news."

"Ah."

Sama, this young orc boy who looks like a copycat version of [Sarr] but is actually the real master, just like this, took his younger brother all the way east, looking for an opportunity to sneak into the Stratholme Territory.

It was not as difficult as he imagined to sneak into this matter.

Along the way, he saw the half-dead Andorhal leader.

Although post-war reconstruction has begun, much of it remains in ruins.

There is no way, as the lord, Duke Mograine is guarding the Dark Portal in the cursed land in the southernmost part of the continent.Without the lord, the new palace and other interior ministers are almost bald.

Lacking authority, they can only do what they can, such as restoring grain production to the maximum.

There is no other way.

Seeing the coming of winter, many Andorhal people who lacked houses and various supplies became refugees again.

A huge wave of refugees flocked to the Stratholme Territory in the east.

In this era when you don't even have an ID card, as long as you look good and speak a common language, it's still easy to get away with it.

In this way, the genuine Thrall crossed the exaggerated fortress of the Sodoril River and entered the territory of Stratholme.

Looking at the continuous city wall that seemed to tower into the sky, the two of Thrall couldn't hide the shock on their faces.

For the first time, the young 'Sama' understood why his fellow orcs were defeated miserably by the Duke of Stratholme, known as the [King of the Bunker].

(End of this chapter)