Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Sal carried Teresa on his back for two days.

Two days later, Teresa was healthy again but did not mount the leopard.

The reason is that they left the forest.

"How far is it?"

Thrall carefully lowered his voice and asked.

He was now wearing a large black robe, covering his whole body completely.

Four people were walking on the road leading to the Asylum of Lordamere.

"It takes about 10 minutes to walk straight."

Kael'thas still remembered the approximate location of the asylum in Lordamre, so he could roughly estimate the time.

10 minutes, such a short time made Sal a little nervous.

He began to think about how to talk to the orcs in the shelter.

Thrall is unclear about many things. He wants to see his race and find his own life.

Although Kael'thas knew it, he still felt that it would be much better for Thrall to find it himself.

"How will we divide the work later?"

Karina, who finally understood their destination, interrupted and asked:

"You don't plan to go in openly, do you?"

This is obviously impossible. Lordamre Asylum is different from other places. It has very strict identity verification, and it is not easy to sneak in.

Kael'thas knew this too.

"Be careful. You and I will work together to find ways to create chaos and create opportunities for Thrall to get in."

He explained to Karina.

"what about me?"

Theresa was a little confused:

"what should I do?"

The other three smiled.

"You stay outside."

"Teresa, don't take any chances."

"I'll keep the leopard to protect you!"

The three people had very unanimous opinions, and they all did not want Teresa to be involved in this matter.

The most important reason for this is undoubtedly that she has no ability at all.

After a short time.They arrived at the Lordamre Asylum. The newly built high wall blocked the view of several people, but the nearly one kilometer wide asylum still showed its majesty and majesty.

[Is my tribe behind that wall? 】

Sal looked at the high wall and felt the blood in his heart begin to boil.

He was born into the Frostwolf clan, which was not cursed by the demon in its blood, but this did not hinder Thrall's fighting spirit.

“Let’s find a place to put Theresa first.”

Karina spoke up to alert Thrall, and they were off the road again.

There are some strange rocks standing on one side of the asylum in Lordamre.Kael'thas chose this place.

"It's nice and safe here."

Karina agrees.

Sal naturally had no objection. He turned around and said goodbye to Teresa:

"I'll be back before night."

After the last conversation in the forest.The two young people couldn't help but feel a strange atmosphere when they got along. The atmosphere made Sal feel a little uncomfortable, but he was always embarrassed to say it.

Teresa felt the same way.

But she's a little better than Sal.

"Please be careful."

She approached Sal, raised her head and stared at him:

"protect yourself."

Under the gaze of these beautiful eyes.Sal felt his face heat up.

"I will."

After he said this angrily, he turned around and ran away.

Kael'thas and Karina watched the conversation with the intention of watching the fun, then gave Teresa a few words of advice and then followed Thrall.

"My left, your right."

After Karina finished explaining the division of labor to Kael'thas, she turned to Thrall and said:

"We can't distract the guards all the time. You have to seize the time and sneak in."

A person of advanced strength, Karina maintains the most objective view of his actions.

"I'll pay attention."

Thrall promised while holding the broad sword Kael'thas gave him.

Kael'thas and Karina spread out and broke into the high wall ahead of Thrall.

Sirens and fighting sounds soon came out, and Sal paid careful attention until the people above were almost gone... He gritted his teeth, picked up his feet and ran towards the high wall.

Although there is no systematic study.But this high wall was not a concern for Sal. He relied on his momentum and physical strength to reach the top with flying feet on the high wall.

nobody--

There was no one around Sal for more than ten meters, which made him surprised by the abilities of his two companions.

Thrall jumped down from the high wall, and dust stirred up on the ground with a "boom", but the orc looked in one direction and ran away as if he had not been harmed.I wasted no time and hid in the darkness of a wooden toilet.

His heart was beating violently, but the situation was better than he expected - no one found him.

Thrall began to observe the shelter, and countless green orcs appeared in his field of vision.

Those were his kind, but their current situation did not make Thrall happy.

The Asylum of Lordamere is not so much a shelter as a huge open-pit mine, where orcs wear anklets and are used as wantonly as tools.

"hurry up!"

Thrall saw a human overseer simply because the orc slipped on his foot.So I gave him a whip as hard as I could.

Anger showed in Thrall's eyes.

In his eyes, these tribesmen were so skinny that they obviously did not get enough food.

【Calm down. 】

Thrall told himself to calm down. He continued to scan and found rows of wooden houses in the distance. Human guards stood outside the wooden houses, but orcs came in and out from time to time.

That should be the place where the orcs are imprisoned!

He sought cover and inched toward the cabin.

Because he had to constantly pay attention to the movements of the guards, an opportunity to advance often had to wait for several minutes or even more than ten minutes. It took Sal a full hour to reach the back of the wooden house.

Fortunately, there is a cliff behind the wooden house.There are no guards but there is a small gap.

Thrall sneaked over, then listened to the movement, carefully carved a small slit with his sword and looked inside.

Inside the wooden house were densely packed groups of orc slaves, all sitting on the ground to rest with tired expressions.

There are no human guards around.

"Hey, hello..."

Thrall called softly, and it took several minutes before an orc slave noticed something strange and turned his eyes here.

After seeing Thrall, the orc's eyes widened.And immediately covered his exclamation with his big hands.

"young people..."

The orc slave blocked the slit with his body and asked in a low voice:

"Are you from outside?"

He could tell from his clothes that Sal was not a slave here.

"Yes, I'm here to meet you."

Thrall replied with joy on his face.

"Meet us. Idiots!"

Unexpectedly, some old orc slaves of this grade started to curse:

"You were not caught, so don't come to such a dangerous place and ask for trouble!"

Although the curse was so small that only two people could hear it, Sal still felt the anger hidden in it.

"I have a few companions. It'll be okay."

He quickly explained.

The old orc became even more angry:

"Don't come to a place like this if you have companions, it will bring bad luck to you all!"

The orcs have been defeated, and this old orc does not think it is a good thing for the orcs from the outside world to come in.

Especially young people like this always don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.

"Listen, if you want to save us, it's best if you die as soon as possible."

The old orc's voice became low and depressed:

"Before you, several groups of orcs came in with this idea, but they were all caught."

He opened a small gap, and then quietly pointed his finger at a young orc who was covered in wounds.

"Have you seen him? He is one of them."

The old orc hates the fact that iron cannot become steel:

"You don't hide well outside. Why do you come in here when you have nothing to do?"

"Even if all the guards here die, you can't save us!"

The orcs had grown weaker over the years, but Thrall didn't know it.

He asked for details.

The old orc seemed to be a learned man and began to tell him about the demon's blood.

The blood of demons once provided the orcs with great strength and recovery speed, and also made them fearless of death.But these things seemed to be drugs, invading the life in the orc's body.

The aura caused by Gul'dan reduced the power of the demon's blood, and all the side effects came out, making the orcs more vulnerable as time went by.

"Have you seen those orcs at work? They have lost their fighting spirit and strength, and they only know how to live in confusion..."

This is why no orcs rebel against humans.

"As long as this curse remains, we will never escape the clutches of humans."

"Even if we leave briefly. They can catch us immediately."

The old orc told a very realistic situation, which shocked Thrall, who was unaware of it.

"Then there's no way to break this curse?"

Thrall asked unwillingly.

He felt extremely uncomfortable looking at these suffering tribesmen.

"No."

The old orc lay on the wall and sighed:

"Even our greatest warchief has not found a way to solve it. This curse cannot be broken."

His arms blocked the slit, and his trembling muscles could be seen:

"Young man, what is your name?"

"Sal."

Sal immediately replied that he didn't say his last name because he didn't know it.

"Sal...Sal, I just saw that you have a pair of smart and energetic blue eyes."

The old orc obviously didn't know what the name Thrall meant in human terms, and perhaps knowing it wouldn't change his blessing.

"This proves that your blood is not cursed or contaminated, and you are one of the rare healthy orcs nowadays."

"So you shouldn't be here now, the outside is your world."

"Leave now, ignore us failed orcs, and live a good life."

Thrall heard the old orc's threatening voice full of laughter:

"If you don't go out, I will tell those humans about your existence."

"That's how the guy from before survived. Trust me, it's better than being caught yourself." RQ