Chapter 727: Pie in the Sky

At this time, Orgrim, who was in the prime of life, came over with his famous [Hammer of Destruction]. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Sal, celebrate enough and go. ”

"In such a hurry?" Sal looked at Orgrim, who was a little anxious with a little surprise on his face.

On the other side, Grom, who was carrying the [Blood Roar], also came: "Sal, you are still too young. Never seen the Coalition's terrifying war potential and those strange weapons of destruction. In terms of judging the big picture, I suggest you listen to Orgrim more. ”

Thrall, a once-in-a-millennium leader orc, has a wisdom and character that others can't imagine.

That's right, character determines fate.

Experiences also shape personality.

Unlike the original history, Sal was found by Orgrim through the prophecy of the shamanic prophet at a very young age, and then transferred the environment of his upbringing and secretly protected him.

Although he was still a gladiator, he was less mistreated than he should have been. In the same way, there was no longer any human lover of Blackmore who sympathized with him and gave him warmth.

Instead, it was Orgrim's earnest teaching from childhood to adulthood.

Sal is now cultivated according to the standard chieftain template.

He has a humble personality and basically obeys the teachings of Orgrim, who is also a teacher and father.

Thrall bowed his head slightly: "Indeed, in the gladiatorial arena, I have heard many legends about how powerful humans and dwarves are. I haven't seen it. In this regard, O'Grim and Grom you have more experience than I do. I listen to you. ”

At this time, an orc scout arrived.

"What? The Scarlet Crusade is near us!?" the three leaders were moved at the same time.

The Scarlet Cross Legion, which they listed as the number one warning target, was actually stationed in a ravine to the northwest less than thirty kilometers away without their knowledge.

This is definitely a huge threat.

Grom raised his menacing [Blood Roar]: "How's it going?

"Hit!" Thrall and Orgrim said in unison.

"Let's go!"

Regardless of whether humans are playing ambush tricks or not, this battle must be fought.

Duke didn't know that during these ten years, the suppression of the tribe by the Lordaerons was actually very good. Bunkers and walls were constantly being built to compress the living space of the orcs. Thrall and Orgrim had long since moved the idea of abandoning the continent of Lordaeron and snatching the ship west to cross the continent of Kalimdor.

Thrall gathered the elites of the two major clans of War Song and Frostwolf this time, plus more than 20,000 people rescued, together with 30,000 old, weak, sick and disabled, a total of 150,000 orcs.

With such a large number of orcs migrating, it is impossible to hide from anyone.

Instead of praying that the Scarlet Crusaders really can't see the existence of this orc army, it is better to just get rid of this terrible tail.

After years of fighting, these orcs have become extremely elite, and from the military system to the chain of command, Orgrim has improved it according to human practices.

Within ten minutes of the order, an army of more than 80,000 men was drawn out.

β€œlok-tar!”

The loud shouts of the charge after many years of absence from Lordaeron sounded again.

Thrall, Grom, Orgrim, and the burly Lexa who followed the three of them closely behind, led an army of 80,000 elite orcs towards the Scarlet Crusader Legion's garrison.

"Hahaha! Somehow, I suddenly remembered that terrible long-range raid thirteen years ago. Orgrim burst out laughing.

"When, that time near the Eversong Forest?" Thrall remembered every battle Orgrim had said.

"Yes, we ran for three hours, and it was all over the place. ”

"Is that Duke Marcus leading the army?"

"yes, I really don't want to run into that guy again if I could. Thankfully, the Scarlet Crusader had nothing to do with that guy. Orgrim sighed.

"He's been dead for more than ten years. Grom muttered discontentedly.

"It's missing!" Ogrim stressed, "and I don't want to meet him, but I wouldn't be so stupid as to think my worst enemy in life is dead without seeing his head for a day." Sal, do you see? Don't underestimate your enemy until it's confirmed that he's dead. ”

"Understood. Thrall nodded.

Grom shrugged: "You're just too careful. ”

The orc's feet are very fast, as long as they are the elite of the first-line clan with a strong body, it is not a matter of running a long distance of fifty kilometers at almost full speed.

Thirty kilometers, it's about two hours.

However, after arriving, the strange situation in front of them made them scratch their heads.

The barracks were empty, and after looking at the traces, they left for about two hours, heading towards the northern mountains.

What's even more bizarre is that the camp clearly shows signs of fighting.

Broken antlers, scratched camp gates......

Years of experience in jungle warfare and mountain warfare made Grom immediately make a judgment: "There was a battle here, not on a large scale, but it must have been a battle." ”

"With who!?" Sal immediately asked.

Grom gave him a look, and suddenly the orc warriors of the Warsong clan rushed over and dug up the huge clod of dirt that was obviously newly filled.

"The bodies have been burned, and they can't be distinguished. But it looks like it's supposed to be a human civilian. ”

Human?civilians?

Could it be that the Scarlet Crusade suppressed a peasant revolt?

Thrall was inexperienced, Orgrim was not, and the former High Chief frowned, "Why are there remnants of Holy Light on these corpses?"

Just as Orgrim was wondering, the camp erupted in cheers.

"What's wrong?"

"Weapons!, lots of weapons!," a commander returned.

"Check it out!"

It was a group of well-made two-handed hammers and axes apparently made by the dwarves for human use.

Hammer handles, hammer heads, and axe blades made of stainless steel, and the orcs loved all of these weapons when they got their hands on them.

Especially the old orcs who have experienced the Dark Gate War, they are even more preachy to explain to the new generation of orcs how dwarves are good methods.

"What's going on!?" Orgrim's brow furrowed.

"Walked in too much of a hurry. This batch of weapons is too heavy to be transported. Grom didn't care: "It's just cheaper for us." You must know that killing ten human warriors may not necessarily get a weapon to take advantage of. The standard weapons of the human soldier are too light to be used to. ”

Grom was telling the truth.

Human battle formations emphasize cooperation, in addition to relatively flexible spears, heavy weapons that are too long or too heavy are simply pit teammates. With the exception of skilled knights or paladins, few humans go into battle with heavy weapons. (To be continued.) )