Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Among this group of honored orcs brought by Thrall, the oldest ones are Garrosh, Yorin and Sora, all of whom are twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Most of the rest are just eighteen or nineteen years old. The youngest is Go'el, who is only sixteen years old.

It is said that before Galen came to Nagrand and formed an alliance with the Mag'har, these children had a hard time.

The first problem was food shortage. At that time, there were less than a thousand adult orcs in the Mag'har, and they also had to defend against the corrupt and cruel Darkblood Broken in the west. There were not many warriors who could be assigned to hunt, and the harvest was naturally not enough to feed everyone. It was normal to go hungry or full.

With the arrival of Garen, the hostility between the two sides was eliminated with Gu'el as the bond. From then on, the orcs of Mag'har embarked on a smooth road!

Although life became better later on, with no shortage of food and a sense of security, the Darkblood Broken were forcibly conquered by Nobundo and the Kurenai. Those who could still be saved were recruited and sent back to receive treatment from the Naaru, while those who could not be saved were helped to be freed.

But the little orcs were full of resentment. The adults said that Draenor was going to be destroyed and they had to go find a new home for the orcs. However, the truth they heard from the respected Matron Gaiaan was that they had drunk the blood of demons, forgotten the glory of the orcs, and succumbed to the will of the Burning Legion!

Their fathers attacked the human homeland, but Garin, as a human, chose to help the children of his enemies. The character of each side is obvious at a glance.

They were instilled with the ancient traditions of the Orcs by Gaiaan since childhood, and they guard the only remaining glory of the Orcs. Therefore, they don't like their green-skinned fathers very much.

This is why the young orcs looked at the sword masters and Eitrigg with pride and coldness.

In the end, it was Go'el who briefed them on how the Crusaders-led Draenor coalition broke through Hellfire Citadel and defeated Ner'zhul's new tribe, as well as the current situation of confrontation between the coalition and the demons on Draenor.

As for why Gui'er is the chief of this group of people, it is naturally because he has someone behind him.

In the eyes of the orcs and even the other tribes of Draenor, Garen is naturally the greatest benefactor, even the conquered arakkoa think so.

As the person he designated and the grandson of Matron Gaiaan, G'ail's identity was naturally orthodox. In addition, G'ail had outstanding talents and was favored by the elemental spirits. His strength crushed Garrosh after he was lightforged, so it was expected that he would become the chieftain.

After hearing this, Eitrigg was in disbelief. He stared into G'El's sharp blue eyes, trying to find hope deep in them.

Seeing that they still had concerns, Gui'er simply laid his cards on the table. He inserted two totem poles, and an earth element and a fire element instantly appeared. The legendary pressure was unrestricted, and even the heat wave curled Eitrigg's beard.

But Eitrigg ignored it completely, his eyes were full of hope!

"Elemental Spirits! Shaman!"

After the tribe was defeated, the defeated Eitrigg chose to live in seclusion. After enduring so many years of loneliness and suffering, his heart was filled with hope again!

There was hope for his people.

"I am willing to follow you, son of Durotan." Eitrigg said excitedly, "I will do my best to help you defeat the demons that invade Draenor!"

Go'el nodded and placed his hand on the old orc's shoulder in acceptance.

"No! Eitrigg!"

Old Dahl spoke up to stop him.

"Chief Orgrim is still rescuing his compatriots from the concentration camp in Hillsbrad. He needs your help!"

The originally relaxed atmosphere became solemn again.

Eitrigg became the center of the confrontation between the two forces.

"No, I won't go to see Orgrim!" Eitrigg is an elder of the Blackrock Clan and also a rare wise man and commander. This can be seen from the fact that he later became the senior adviser to the warchief and served as a military strategist.

Orgrim did need more orcs to help him, but not all orcs were willing to return to the old tribe.

The orcs who came to Azeroth were all young and strong men between the ages of 20 and 30. They were powerful fighters, and they came together to form a tribe with the goal of finding a new home for their loved ones to live in.

but!

The more loyal a warrior is to the tribe and the more he values ​​honor, the more he will hate deception.

The formation of the tribe is a scam!

Now that Eitrigg knows that Draenor has not been destroyed, the lofty goal of finding a new home for his people is completely unnecessary!

Suffering from the torture brought by the demon's blood and the pain of living in deception for more than a decade, Eitrigg chose to disregard everything and ignore Orgrim's call, just wanting to return to his dream hometown!

"Eitrigg, you want to betray the warchief!" The old swordsman was furious. It was all in vain that he was saved!

"No, I didn't betray you. I just wanted a better future for the orcs! Because of the lies of Ner'zhul and Gul'dan, the orcs have fallen into the abyss. I am no longer interested in the warchief's goal of occupying human land."

"The Horde was dead the moment it failed at Blackrock Mountain!"

Old Dahl was reminded of their more than ten years of escape by Eitrigg's words. Finally, he sighed and said slowly: "You may be right. Go, our compatriots in the concentration camp, we will save them ourselves!"

"Goodbye, old friend!"

Eitrigg signaled to Go'el that he could leave, but found that the young orcs still did not break the encirclement and let the sword masters of the Fire Blade Clan leave.

"What do you mean!"

"I just said it very clearly, please...you...come with us!"

"Listen carefully, it's you, all of you, no one can be left behind! This is the order of the Grand Lord!"

Garrosh held the replica of Bloodroar across his chest, and the Honored Orcs prepared for battle.

"Crusaders! Crusaders again!" Old Dal roared angrily!

"I knew there was something wrong with that Galen. His crusade had great ambitions, and even extended his hand to our people, poisoning our descendants. Eitrigg, wake up!"

"Hmph! No one can insult my eldest brother!" Guyer, who had always been kind-hearted, changed his expression at this moment!

Old Dal's words were like stirring up a hornet's nest. All the Glory Orcs, including Guyer, were furious!

"Ha, all of you stay here, don't even think about leaving!!" Garrosh, who couldn't wait to fight, shouted angrily, and golden wings of light spread out from behind him. He took the lead in swinging the axe and attacked the old swordsman with a Crusader Strike!