Azeroth Trail of Light

The orc left, walking quietly, not disturbing anyone in the night.

The stalker who quietly followed the orc returned to the northern fortress an hour later. In the brightly lit command hall, the high-ranking stalker belonging to the Syndicate reported to Dick,

Mr. Commander, I can confirm that those orcs left the area around the northern fortress, as well as the orc wolf cavalry and orc warriors who were roaming the land in front of the northern fortress, they all left with them, and they retreated to the trolls by the sea. Village, I was worried about being discovered, so I didn't go forward to investigate!

Dick nodded.

You've done a good job, go and rest! Tomorrow morning, you and your scouts will set off first to clear the way for the soldiers to advance, but I guess those orcs may send guides, so don't conflict with them.

Having said that, Dick thought for a while, and then emphasized his tone,

But if they take the initiative to provoke, teach them a lesson! Tell them that the Stratholme War Group is not easy to mess with!

The stalker froze for a moment, then nodded, and quickly walked out of the command room.

The interrupted meeting continued.

I don't understand, Captain, why are you being so polite to those orcs!

Holding a grilled sea fish in one hand, Herold muttered while eating it rudely.

This reckless man's words resonated with the others, and buzzing sounded around the dozen or so commanders present.

Dick looked around for a week, coughed lightly,

Do you all think so?

No one answered, and after a few seconds, Eligor spoke first,

Dick, at least that's what I think. We don't need to be so polite to those orcs. The First Expeditionary Army and the soldiers in the northern fortress are all warriors who have experienced wars. We are not weaker than them!

When Eligor's words came out, he immediately won the praise of others. Dick shrugged, stretched out his hand, and pressed down. After everyone was quiet, he pondered for a moment before speaking,

It's not that I UI them to be polite... In fact, I might as well tell you that the current orcs are far less powerful than they appear to be. As far as I know, most of the orcs in Durotar are trapped by a name The disease called toxemia can't even exert half of its combat power, and even as long as I think, as long as everyone is willing to make a certain sacrifice, it is not a problem to completely eradicate them.

Dick's words made everyone stop eating. They were attracted by Dick's words. Facing the curious eyes of these guys, Dick organized his words and continued,

But why didn't I do this? Instead, I tolerated the orc's rudeness? There are three reasons!

First, Eligor, you veterans who have participated in the Second Orc War should know that during the orc riot, which was dubbed the Third Orc War, not all All the orcs followed Thrall to Kalimdor.

Dick stretched out his hand and drew a separate circle in the air.

At least I know that the Frostwolf Clan, the Dragon Roar Clan, and the Blackhand Clan are all exiled in the Eastern Continent. Although they have all lurked, I believe that as long as the battle here starts, Isar's influence among the orcs will be greatly reduced. There will definitely be another orc war in the Eastern Continent.”

The paladin's tone was dignified and serious, he scanned the crowd,

How long do you think the human world, which has now been torn apart, can last in the face of undead and rebellious orcs at the same time?

No one answered, although it was only a possibility, but the people here are all smart people, so no one would bet on that possibility, and then they heard Dick's voice again.

The second reason is for Theramore. When we do things, we can't just think about our own ideas. If this expedition fails, the demons invade Kalimdor, and the homeland of the orcs blocks in front of Theramore, we are here Our compatriots can also win a chance to transfer back to the Eastern Continent, didn't they say? This is their home, and they don't want to go anywhere!

Dick picked up his wine glass, shook it slightly, and looked at Jaina with a half-smile, And if we succeed, as a party that has participated in the war, the night elves who are still powerful in Kalimdor Under the care of Theramore, there will be no crisis in development for at least ten years, and with those long ears standing in the middle, the pressure on our compatriots will be much less! Everyone, don’t forget why Theramore is Established! Our roots are in northern Xinjiang, and we will not stay here forever, we will eventually go back to our hometown!

Jaina looked at Dick's expression and was a little puzzled. The eldest lady didn't know that this was actually what she did in the original history. In one year of Theramore, he fought against the orcs for a full 11 years.

Although Jaina and Thrall have some control over their own side, Theramore has grown from a small country to a bridgehead for the Alliance against the Horde in the past 11 years, forcing three generations of chiefs, the war madman Garrosh-Hellscream had to Theramore was decimated by a surprise attack using the Focusing Rainbow mana bomb, a weapon of mass destruction.

This is enough to explain the strength of Theramore 11 years later, but if it is said that this balance surrounded by a group of enemies is not checked and balanced by the night elves, Dick absolutely does not believe it.

Although the night elves, as long-lived species, are far slower than humans and orcs who are good at learning, they will be surpassed by the human kingdom Stormwind Kingdom in the next ten years, but at least at this time Point, the Kaldorei night elves are definitely the strongest kingdom on the land of Azeroth, bar none.

The land it controls is even more than the entire human kingdom plus the territory of the orcs. Based on this alone, Dick must hug Kaldorei's thigh.

In fact, Dick believed that if it wasn't for the second demon invasion, when the Kaldorei, as the absolute main force, forcibly withstood most of the demon's attacks, and finally won miserably, even if it gave the human world 10 years, Nor can they necessarily surpass elves.

After all, it is the foundation of 1W4 thousand years. It has only been 3,000 years since human beings were born.

However, Dick would definitely not tell these guys about this. He drank the wine in his hand. After pouring the clear wine down his throat, Dick pursed his lips and said the third word in silence. reason.

We are here for the demons, the mages are for revenge, the paladins are hunting down Alsace who migrated with the great demon, and the others are here for the glory and the stability of the whole world, but I will not let everyone sacrifice in vain, if Okay, aren't the orcs who fight to protect their homeland the best cannon fodder?

Hahaha! I love to hear that! The captain is right! Let the orcs be cannon fodder!

Herold laughed and raised his wine glass, and then drank it down. Others also accepted this sounding reason, but at this moment, the human world and the orcs are really out of the question. The mortal enemy of China, the blood shed by both sides in the past 20 years is simply too numerous to count.

Even Eligor, who has always been extremely self-disciplined, couldn't help but gulp down a glass of ale. This banquet has entered a lively time. The dwarves who are good at drinking also went to rest after drinking a few glasses.

However, when Dick entered his room, he saw the figure of the eldest lady standing by the window. He froze for a moment, then looked at the left and right aisles. This is his room, that's right.

Besides those three reasons, there must be deeper reasons. You didn't tell me, Dick, you're not good~

The eldest lady looked at the paladin with a smile, and the latter took a closer look, only to find that it turned out to be a mirror image of the eldest lady's mana, which could be seen from the height of her palm off the ground.

Dick suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart, but more than a year of knighthood has turned Dick into a self-disciplined guy. He casually untied his cloak, hung it at the door, touched his neck with both hands,

That's right... Anna, it's not just you guys. In fact, Thrall was also guided by an astral mage when he crossed the Endless Sea. Elder Drek'Thar told me about it. Even Medivh looked at Thrall differently. What reason do I not pay attention to them?

Dick propped his head on the pillow, kicked his feet up, and said to Jaina's mirror image,

That orc Thrall reminds me of two people.

who?

Alsace, Kael'thas... I have a hunch that this guy will definitely become a great leader in the future! Even though he is still a disgusting beast!

Jaina's mirror image was silent for a moment, then floated to Dick's side, leaned down, and kissed him lightly.

Stop talking about that, good night, my knight.

Under Dick's gaze, the smiling young lady turned into dots of light and disappeared on the bedside. The blue dots of light made him a little obsessed, and he even stretched out his hand like a child, trying to catch those dots of light.

Good night, my lady.

A few minutes later, Dick fell into a deep sleep. Maybe there, the reserved lady is waiting for him too.

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Follow me! Warriors of the Warsong clan! Drive those bugs out of our homeland!

Grom, who was wounded all over his body and almost covered in green and red blood, held the Bloodhowl battle ax high, and rushed out of the simple fortifications at the first. A group of tall orcs who were also scarred, holding all kinds of All kinds of weapons, followed by their patriarch, charged towards the swarming combination of hellhounds and demon guards.

It has been 11 days since the demons invaded. The Warsong clan, which was originally in charge of logging in Ashenvale to supply the orc city Orgrimmar, was raided by demons rampaging from Azshara, and the Warsong lumberyard fell. Grom was forced to fight and retreat with the clansmen who fought out from the siege, and finally returned to the junction of the Barrens and Ashenvale.

But they couldn't retreat anymore. If they retreated, the demons would get a passage into the barren land. In that case, relying on the orcs in Orgrimmar who were tortured by toxemia would not be able to stop the demons' attack at all.

Grom and his Warsong clan were actually suffering from toxemia, but the Warsong clan, which is naturally furious and physically stronger than other orcs, still retains a certain amount of combat power, but in the face of continuous Never before had Grom been so powerless.

He recalled the battle between himself and that elf demigod before the demons invaded the Warsong lumberyard, and the sense of powerlessness he felt that he couldn't do anything against him made Grom, who had chopped down two demon guards with one axe, even more anxious.

The voice of darkness grew in his heart, and that voice has been bewitching him.

Don't run away from your destiny! Grom-Hellscream, you should be the strongest fighter, look at you now, you are as weak as a bug!

Get out of my head! Get out!

The orc roared, and the battle ax in his hand turned a huge arc in the air, and his whole body spun rapidly, like a wildly dancing whirlwind, the whirlwind of steel, smashing all the demons who dared to approach. It became a stump on the ground.

Don't run away! Come to me, I have a way to restore your strength! That demigod, you regained your strength, the shame he brought to you, the shame of defeat, can be washed clean!

roll!

The orc patriarch leaned on his battle ax panting, and stared viciously at the cowering demons in front of him. The whirlwind that danced wildly just now frightened them.

Grom felt a burst of relief. He liked to see the fearful expressions of his enemies, which made him feel like he was still a warrior of the tribe before.

But the next moment, the demons attacked again, and the orc snorted coldly. Just as he was about to raise the tomahawk, his left leg felt a sharp pain, which made him half-kneel on the ground.

Then he saw his clansmen, they were lying on the ground, even though they were seriously injured, they still followed behind him, the battle flag of the Warsong clan was already dirty, and was carried behind his adjutant, and on the adjutant's chest, The horrific wound has blackened, but he is still holding on.

The feeling of hopelessness welled up in Grom's heart. He roared wildly, and just as he was about to rush out, the voice of darkness sounded again.

Ah, how brave, how fearless, Grom, maybe you should think about your people... as long as you nod, I will accept you again, my former warrior... as long as you nod, I can Let go of your weak clansmen, hehe, do you really think that I don't know the traces of those bugs in Durotar?

Orcs... Orcs will never be slaves!

Grom gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words, but the dark voice let out a sneer,

Joke! You were born the greatest warriors, but now you are so sick that even my servants can't beat them. Look, this is your humble life! I just need to pinch...

The voice of darkness carried a cruel laugh, as if the demon guard on the opposite side had received an order, he threw the fel spear in his hand, piercing through Grom's side, the adjutant who was still standing up Belly, took him a long way.

Stop! Stop!

Grom roared feebly, the strength in his body was draining rapidly, his eyes widened, and his skin almost split open, but he was helpless, he could only watch one spear after another pierce through his body Clan, he lowered his head, and finally, the hero succumbed.

Enough! I promise you...I promise...

Boom boom boom boom!

The violent shaking of the ground interrupted Grom's response. He raised his head and saw cavalrymen shining with golden light rushing down from the dense forest on the slope on the left side of the battlefield. The guy in the lead A halo of light shone on his body, like a light and shadow wrapped in holy light.

Charge! Stratholme Chapter, charge!

Golden flames flashed on the charging knights. Under the astonished eyes of the orcs, their mortal enemies deliberately bypassed the formation of the orcs, and rushed straight into the panicked group of demons. Two huge blue hexagrams shone in the dark sky of Ashenvale, and the cold blizzard and magical flames rising from the ground completely split the demon in two.

Seeing a turning point, Grom leaned on his battle ax to prop up his body, and then a strong holy light fell on him, but it was different from the blazing burning before, this time, it was like a hot spring. His warmth, his wounds, are rapidly healing under the nourishment of the holy light.

The flash of holy light is naturally not only used by Dick. After he threw the first flash of holy light, the priests who followed the mage team coldly and brushed the holy light on the other orcs. Physically, although they cannot be healed, at least they have a chance to get out of the battlefield.

Grom, come with me, gather your people!

A familiar voice sounded behind Grom. He turned his head and saw Varok and his people in full armor. They were helping to transport the wounded of the Warsong clan. Grom glanced at the battlefield, gritted his teeth, and turned over Picking up the adjutant and another seriously injured soldier, he ran towards Varok's rearranged battle line.

These knights... who are they? Varok.

They...they are a group of idiots who flew across the sea to fight the devil!

Varok watched the defense line re-stabilize, and answered Grom's question meaningfully. He took off the ferocious battle ax from behind, moved his body, looked at his friend's surprised expression, and added,

But they're also allies ... albeit temporarily.

Kor'kron Guard! Charge with me! Support those knights!

I saw the comments from the brothers, and I would like to explain that Princess Kalia is called Princess Lordaeron from beginning to end. There is no such thing as abandoning the motherland and fleeing. . .