The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

"Twelve hours?"

In everyone's gloomy expressions, only the lich whose appearance model is a big fat man is thoughtful.

"Can't you solve it in too short a time? Say it in advance, I can't provide you with psionic support."

Kerrigan asked telepathically.

"That's not true. Twelve hours are more than enough to deal with orcs, and I have a special medicine to deal with them."

The lich was full of confidence, and in the shadow of the Falls city wall, the withered undead Gul'dan walked towards the orc camp outside the city wall.

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408. Leaked script

The orc camp is in a sea of ​​joy, and hundreds of thousands of orcs are chanting the same name tonight.

Grom Hellscream.

Although they lost two of the three duels this time, for the orcs, the limelight of Grom Hellscream in the last match overshadowed the shame of the previous two matches. , and took away the opponent's weapon but spared the opponent's life. All the orcs recognized his nobility.

There is no doubt that tonight's duel is destined to go down in history.

It's the Blackhorn, the big chief from the Blackrock tribe, who is a little remorseful and jealous. He originally planned to fight in the last game himself, but the defeat of Kargath and the Fire Blade Juggernaut shook his confidence and put the most honorable player tonight. The crown was handed over to the intrepid fellow in Grom.

That was my honor.

Blackhand looked at Fall Castle in the dark and thought hard of his teeth.

"It's better not to leave, human, because it's only me that I can catch you all. Aren't you very good, so show me your guts."

He was talking about going back to his tent, but unexpectedly, the bright bonfire in the tent went out at some point. Could it be that even the fire watcher forgot that he was the warchief in order to see that Grom?

It seems necessary to remind everyone of the authority of the chief.

But at this moment, he found a strange dark outline in the dark tent.

"Who! There are assassins!"

He subconsciously touched the axe behind him.

"There is no assassin, just an old friend, black hand."

With the hoarse and evil voice, the silhouette walked out of the darkness, and the firelight outside the hood illuminated the identity of the visitor,

Gul'dan.

Blackhand's savage green face changed in surprise, disgust, anger, and fear in the changing firelight, obviously not expecting to see his 'old friend' at this time. '

"Why are you here? I don't mean anything else, I mean, I thought you were dead, or that you were gone, but how, how did you come back?"

"I am indeed dead, but whoever said that I can't come back when I am dead."

Gul'dan stepped out of the shadows, and didn't care to reveal his rotten skin and open skull. The dark blue eyes burned with blue flames, revealing his identity as an undead.

It's just an undead controlled by a lich. The lich did not keep the soul of this legendary orc warlock out of prudence, but only kept his demonic knowledge, so now he personally controls the body of Gul'dan.

"It seems that a lot has happened during the time I left. There are so many things that you don't want to see me."

Gul'dan's hoarse and dull voice made the brave chieftain instantly get goosebumps, his eyes flickering and erratic, and he was guilty of being a thief.

This is still the Great Chief who commanded the army of hundreds of thousands of orcs just now, so panicked that a group of leaders seemed to be interviewed by the discipline inspection.

It's just that he doesn't know this

"Are you afraid of me? I remember we were very good allies."

"That's a thing of the past, Gul'dan, I don't serve demons now."

These words are righteous and awe-inspiring, but the heroic Chief Blackhand tightened the tent, and did not even light the extinguished bonfire. How could there be a deafening hero just now.

This is obviously not the same as in the official history. The lich who had planned to lure the orcs into the pit suddenly became interested.

"Then who are you working for? Powerful black hands, the Horde? Or your own desire for power."

"Times have changed, Gul'dan, the demon you relied on is no longer in Draenor, and the disciples you left have gone crazy in the ritual of spying on the demon, and the demon power can no longer serve the orcs. Now, we've got new allies."

"Oh~ Warlock gone mad? New allies? So you think you've been working for the devil no one knows?"

"I didn't work for the devil, I was just bewitched by you?"

The warchief, who is guilty of being a thief, emphasized.

"The warlocks you left went crazy not long ago, they said 'Archimonde' is dead' or 'Malronos' is dead, and they run around like a torch with green evil fire , your pedantic teacher Ner'zhul insisted that the demons are mourning the future of all orcs, and captured those mad warlocks ready to question them. Fortunately, in the last war, I let Ner'zhul and those mad warlocks die in an unprotected place. In the chaos of the army, this didn't shake everything out."

Blackhand spoke briefly about what happened, but the lich who controlled Gul'dan was startled.

Could it be the result of killing Archimonde in the world of Cthulhu?

This seems to be the right number. Originally, the Burning Legion only relied on Gul'dan to indirectly control the orcs. If Gul'dan ran away, the remaining warlocks would not get the support of the Legion. The orcs were almost certain to get rid of the demons. Once Kermond dies, it is strange that those demons with bad characters will give a good look to Gul'dan's men who are suspected to be accomplices in killing demons.

It's just that Ner'zhul is even weirder. According to the official history, he already knew that Gul'dan and the Burning Legion were in trouble, but he has always been cowardly when he is old. He can only say that he has a bad face and has never exposed it. How can he be so tough this time. .

And what's going on with the new allies, is it possible that the old tribes can make blood elves and tauren goblins join.

"Then I also want to congratulate you, congratulations on getting rid of the devil's involvement, but is this the reason why you didn't go to Azeroth to run here?"

The lich asked back, imitating Gul'dan's gloomy tone.

"That's why I say times have changed, Gul'dan, and you absolutely cannot understand, because I foresee the future."

"If we continue to attack Azeroth, then I will be killed by the traitor in Orgrim, and the Horde will eventually defeat Blackrock Mountain and be held in disgrace like a beast. Even if we win the tin human knights, I will still There are the unborn five-colored dragon god, the irresistible ancient god, the powerful ancient night elves across the sea, the pandaren who are about to uncover the fog, the awakened Ragnaros, the solitary guardian Medivh and his current Iger. Man, which one of these is a fuel-efficient lamp? I long for the honor of war, but I will never accept a war that is close to defeat."

Blackhand said excitedly, the content was so explosive that it seemed that even Gul'dan, who had been lost in front of him, was stunned.

To be precise, the lich behind the control is looking for his jawbone that has been frightened and forgot to control it.

Isn't this the content of World of Warcraft later, how did you know about this ancient character who died in Warcraft II? Could it be that the brainless roar has passed through again?

But he was Gul'dan now and didn't know it.

"What are these? Prophecies? Or idiots? Scared you out of Azeroth."

"No, these are scripts. All the orc tribes cannot escape in Azeroth. Only by escaping the script and escaping from Azeroth can there be a chance of survival, otherwise even if it is not Orgrim, there will be other people. kill me."

Only then did the Great Chief reveal the real reason for leaving, just fear of death.

"And this is what our new ally told me, and she proved it was inevitable, so we followed her advice and left Azeroth to make our new history."

"Is the ally you're talking about named Garrosh?"

The lich couldn't help asking in Gul'dan's tone.

"Garrosh? Grom's boy! What's up with that little brat?"

Warchief Blackham was bewildered,

"It's a human, a female human."

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"I'm going to create a steel tribe belonging to the orcs... Where's the bastard! Where's my dad?"

409. Who is calling for war

"There is such a thing! Take me to see her!"

"No."

The Great Chief, who was still a little empty just now, suddenly became tough.

"Gul'dan, you are now the enemy of the orcs, it's better not to show up. I can't let you ruin the orcs, or ruin my future. I won't be fooled again."

The lich almost forgot that he was the notorious Gul'dan now, and it seemed that the warchief had thrown the blame on Gul'dan for the sake of whitewashing, and it couldn't be that easy.

But the lich was very interested in this person who changed history, and his intuition told him that this was probably a transmigrator, and it seemed that he played more than Xiaohou.

What's more important is that it seems that they came here on their own initiative, not the way Griffith of the Eagle Group came over out of nowhere.

"Fucked? I'm just following your desires."

The lich listened to the orc warchief's words with ambiguity.

"It's not fundamentally different from the guy who told you about history, except that she obviously knows a little more than me, but only before, I've been through a wonderful adventure and learned a lot of unknowns. Xin Mi, maybe I know more than her now, or do you believe in a human being, or a female who won't lie to you? A powerful black hand."

"She showed me evidence that couldn't be falsified."

The words were affirmative, but his tone was also a little hesitant.

"Evidence that cannot be falsified can also be missing. She might also want to control the orcs, just like... me back then."

Gul'dan's eyes lit up with fire, and his tone was evil but authoritative, causing the orc's face to frown.

"I don't care about the rights of the tribe now, and I'm not trying to point fingers at you. After all, it's useless to the rights of the dead, but I can help my old friend a little bit and protect him from being deceived by an outsider."

"You're right, Gul'dan, I don't trust her, although the evidence she gives is so convincing. Let me take the castle in front of me, and I'll show you what this guy is up to. Intend."

Under the rhetoric of Gul'dan (lich), the suspicion of the warchief has been completely stirred up.

"Take me back now, black hand, what's the use of laying down this castle in front of you."

"Of course it works! The tribe needs a new home. She opened the portal to ensure that this is a land rich in products. As she said, the prey here is richer than before the corruption of Draenor. As a warchief, I will definitely make The tribe took this land, and this castle will not only help us control the land, but I can take it with honor."

That's why you don't know what monsters are in this castle.

The lich complained in his heart.

The hundreds of thousands of orcs that brought Kerrigan's swarm to the swarm was nothing more than a crunch of Leviathan. If it weren't for the fact that they wanted to maintain a positive image in front of their husbands, they would have been bored long ago.

"You have been tricked, powerful black hand, she is ruining the tribe!! I hid in this land for a while, they just didn't react to the incident, the heroes of the kingdom in this land are far beyond your imagination , there are several who are not weaker than the five-colored dragon god, Ragnaros, and even the well-known dragon slayer Gru, the orcs settled in this land, the difficulty is only higher than that in Azeroth, the orcs have become Cannon fodder. I advise you to find another target."

He didn't lie about this. There are four or five big men who have been wrestling their arms with Archimonde in terms of combat power. It's just that none of these bigwigs are in Noxus.

But in terms of conventional military strength, Noxus is basically the No. [-] in Valoran, rejecting Germany in the west, bullying Io in the east, going to Frel in the north, and conquering Shurima in the south. And know the strength.

And are there any bosses in the orcs?

"Cannon fodder? No, the blood we shed is valuable. Those humans are powerless to resist. We have worked so hard to lay down such a large and fertile land. Do you want me to surrender? No!!"

However, the Great Chief did not listen to the persuasion at all, and roared as if his tail had been stepped on.