Azeroth Hoag Biography

Just as Ozan and Ned were planning how to wipe out the Frostwolf clan, in the largest tent of the small camp in front of them, an elderly orc who had been sleeping for a long time suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"I can feel that the spirit of nature is restless, and something is about to happen." The old orc first gasped hard for a few times, and when his breathing calmed down a little, he said to the other young orc who was awakened by him.

The old orc's name is Drek'Thar, and he is a shaman. Since the former chief of the Frostwolf clan, Dutalon and his wife, were assassinated, this respected old shaman has temporarily acted as the clan leader. , and the young orc who was awakened by Drek'Thar is Uso, a little-known little character, but he is now responsible for taking care of Drek'Thar's daily life.

"Are you okay? Old Shaman? I heard your scream in my sleep. What happened?" Uso lit the extinguished charcoal fire again, then rubbed the corners of his eyes and faced Drake Tal asked.

"There is something approaching us in the darkness!" Drek'Thar replied. He stood up gropingly. His eyes were illuminated by the gradually brightening firelight, revealing a deathly paleness. , obviously blind.

When Uso saw Drek'Thar standing up unsteadily, he quickly ran to the old shaman and supported him with both hands. Only then did Uso realize that Drek'Thar's hands were trembling. , what is this wise old shaman afraid of!

"Are they those humans? The old shaman?" Urso asked in a low voice. He could feel his heart beating very fast. He could not imagine anything that could frighten the old shaman.

"I don't know, but I can be sure that the other party is definitely not a human being!" Drektal shook his head. He fumbled to find his crutch, then gently pushed away Uso who was supporting him, and he took a deep breath. : "I just hope it's not the enemy!"

"What can I do? Old Shaman?" Uso asked. He had never seen Drek'Thar so out of sorts, but fortunately, the old Shaman finally seemed calmer now.

"I want to go out and take a look. You wait here. If I haven't come back at dawn, I will take the clan members and run away as far away as possible!" Drektal opened the door curtain and faced Uso. After giving the instructions, he blew the whistle hard.

The next second, a wolf howl sounded in the direction of the animal pen, and soon a strong frost wolf ran all the way from the wind and snow. Its fur was as white as the snowflakes falling from the sky, and finally The Frostwolf stopped in front of Drek'Thar.

"My old friend, I'm going to trouble you again this time." Drek'Thar stepped forward and hugged the Frostwolf. He stroked its snow-white fur and whispered in its ear.

The Frostwolf roared in response to the old shaman, and then the Frostwolf lay down on the snow. Drek'Thar groped his way up to the Frostwolf's broad back bit by bit. Rektal sat firmly before the Frostwolf stood up again.

"Let's go! Sharp Ear! Let's go!" Drek'Thar hugged Sharp Ear's neck tightly, and then whispered, and then the huge frost wolf walked across the vast ice.

Running quickly in the snow.

"Someone is coming!" Ned interrupted Ozan, who was explaining his plan to him. The dragon's keen hearing and vision would not be much weakened even after taking the form of a human, so when Drake Tal just left the camp riding Sharp Ear when he was discovered by Ned.

"Who is it? From which direction did it come?" Ozan found nothing. He could only make a defensive gesture towards the air, and then turned back to ask Ned.

"It should be an orc, because he came out of that orc camp. I don't think there are any other races in that camp except orcs, right?" Ned shrugged, and he noticed that the visitor seemed to be very aware of him. Where, because the other party basically walked in a straight line in his direction.

"He is coming in our direction, very fast, we will see him soon!" Ned reminded.

In fact, Ozan didn't need Ned's reminder. The middle-aged mage had already vaguely seen a black figure approaching among the flying snowflakes, and the frost wolf under this black figure's crotch caused Ozan's vigilance.

"It's the Wolf Cavalry! But there's only one of them. Is it a passing messenger?" Ozan asked doubtfully. He didn't know if the orcs had discovered them. After all, their location was on the road leading from the orc camp to the outside world.

But it was obvious that the orc was coming towards them. Although Drektal was blind, under the guidance of the spirit of nature, the old shaman still easily found Ned and Ozan.

"Just in case, I think it's better to kill this wolf cavalry!" Ozan raised the staff in his hand and pointed it at the approaching Drek'Thar. The mage was not too worried about killing the man in front of him. The orc knew how to alert the enemy. He had a hundred ways to silently kill the orc who was approaching regardless of life and death, and at the same time, the orcs in the camp not far away would not notice him.

However, just as Ozan began to recite the spell silently, a hand was placed on Ozan's staff. Ozan suddenly felt that the spell he was preparing was dispelled by an invisible force. Ned was the only one who could do all this.

"Wait a minute, it looks like he's here to negotiate! You might as well listen to what he has to say!" Ned explained to Ozan. When he spoke, his tone seemed to be asking for Ozan's consent, but from the moment he held Ozan's hand, Judging from the fact that Zan's staff did not let go, Ozan did not have the right to choose.

Although Ozan wants to say that these orcs will be killed in the end anyway, so why bother with extraneous matters and waste time?But the decision-making power was not in Ozan's hands, so in the end the middle-aged mage could only sigh and nodded helplessly.

"Hello, unknown strong man, I am the acting leader of the Frostwolf clan, Drektar. What do you want to do here?" Rui Er was very fast, and it was only a matter of time between conversations. Lao Sa After meeting Drektal, he came to Ned and Ozan. He spoke in blunt human common language and asked the two mages in front of him.

Although Drek'Thar's attitude was very humble, he still regarded himself as the owner of this land. This cunning hidden behind the humility was immediately noticed by Ned.