Chapter 729 Pie in the Sky

At this time, Orgrim, who was in his prime, came over carrying his famous [Destruction Hammer].

"Sal, if you've celebrated enough, let's go."

"So urgent?" Thrall looked at Orgrim, who had a somewhat anxious face, in surprise.

On the other side, Grom carrying [Blood Roar] also came: "Thall, you are still too young. You have never seen the alliance's terrifying war potential and those weird weapons of destruction. In terms of overall judgment, I suggest You’d better listen to Orgrim more.”

Thrall, this leader-type orc that can be said to be encountered once in a thousand years, has wisdom and character that others cannot imagine.

Yes, character determines destiny.

Experience also shapes personality.

Different from the original history, Thrall in this life was found by Orgrim at a very young age through the prophecy of the shaman prophet, and then the environment where he grew up was changed and he was secretly protected.

Even though he was a gladiator by birth, he lacked a lot of the abuse he should have received. Likewise, Blackmore's human lover no longer sympathizes with him and gives him warmth.

Instead, it was Orgrim’s earnest teachings from childhood to adulthood.

Thrall is now raised according to the standard Chieftain template.

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

Thrall lowered his head slightly: "Indeed, in the arena, I have heard many legends about how powerful humans and dwarves are. But I have never seen it. In this regard, Orgrim and Grom have more experience than me. .I listen to you.”

At this time, an orc scout arrived.

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

The Scarlet Cross Legion, which they listed as their top alert target, was stationed in a ravine in the northwest, less than thirty kilometers away from here without their knowledge.

This is definitely a huge threat.

Grom raised his powerful [Blood Roar]: "How are you doing? Do you want to fight?"

"Fight!" Thrall and Orgrim said in unison.

"Then let's go!"

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

Duke didn't understand that in the past ten years, the people of Lordaeron had actually suppressed the tribe very well. Continuously build bunkers and walls to compress the orcs' living space. Thrall and Orgrim had long thought of abandoning the continent of Lordaeron and grabbing ships to sail west to the continent of Kalimdor.

Thrall this time gathered the elites of the two major clans, Zhange and Frostwolf, plus more than 20,000 rescued people, as well as 30,000 old, weak, sick and disabled, for a total of 150,000 orcs.

With such a large number of orcs migrating, there is no way to hide it from anyone.

Instead of praying that the Scarlet Cross Legion would be blind and unable to see the existence of this orc army, it would be better to just get rid of this terrifying tail.

After years of fighting, these orcs have become extremely elite. From the military system to the command system, Orgrim has improved it based on human practices.

Only ten minutes after the order was issued, an army of more than 80,000 people was mobilized.

"lok-tar!"

The loud shouts of charge that had been away from Lordaeron for many years rang out again.

Thrall, Grom, Orgrim, and the more burly Rexxar following closely behind the three of them, led an army of 80,000 elite orcs and rushed towards the headquarters of the Scarlet Cross Legion.

"Hahaha! Somehow, I suddenly remembered that bad long-distance run thirteen years ago." Orgrim suddenly laughed.

"Which time? The time near Eversong Forest?" Thrall remembered every battle Orgrim said.

"Yes! We ran wildly for three hours, but we completely failed."

"Is that Duke Marcus leading the army?"

"Yes, if possible, I really don't want to encounter that guy again. Fortunately, the Scarlet Cross Legion has nothing to do with that guy." Orgrim sighed.

"He's been dead for over ten years," Grom muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It's missing!" Orgrim emphasized: "Although I don't want to meet him, if I haven't seen his head for a day, I won't be stupid enough to regard the biggest enemy in my life as a dead person. Thrall, I understand. ? Never underestimate your enemy until he is confirmed to be dead."

"Understood." Sal nodded.

Grom shrugged: "You are just too careful."

The orcs are very fast, and as long as they are the elites of the first-line clans with strong bodies, it is not a problem to run a long distance of fifty kilometers at almost full speed.

Thirty kilometers only takes about two hours.

However, after arriving, they were confused by the strange situation in front of them.

The military camp was empty. Judging from the traces, they had only left for about two hours, heading towards the northern mountainous area.

What’s even weirder is that there are obvious signs of fighting in the camp.

Broken antlers, scratched camp gate...

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

"With whom!?" Sal asked immediately.

Grom glanced at it, and an orc warrior from the Warsong clan quickly ran over and dug up the huge pile of soil that was obviously newly filled.

"The corpses have been burned and cannot be distinguished clearly. But they appear to be human civilians."

Humanity? civilian?

Did the Scarlet Cross Legion suppress a peasant uprising?

Thrall lacked experience, but Orgrim did not. The former warchief frowned: "Why are there remnants of the Holy Light on these corpses?"

Just when Orgrim was confused, a burst of cheers suddenly broke out in the camp.

"What's wrong?"

"Weapons! So many weapons! High-end goods!" A commander came back to report.

"Go and see!"

They were a batch of two-handed hammers and two-handed axes that were obviously made by dwarves and were well-made for human use.

The hammer handle, hammer head and ax blade are made of fine steel. After the orcs got these weapons in their hands, all of them couldn't put it down.

Especially the old orcs who had experienced the Dark Portal War were preaching and explaining to the new generation of orcs how dwarves were good.

"What's going on!?" Orgrim's brows knitted together.

"We left in a hurry. This batch of weapons is too heavy and cannot be transported." Grom didn't care: "It's just an advantage for us. You must know that killing ten human warriors may not necessarily lead to a useful weapon. .The standard weapons of human soldiers are too light to be used."

Grom was telling the truth.

Human battle formations require coordination. In addition to relatively flexible spears, heavy weapons that are too long or too heavy are simply a trap for teammates. Except for knights or paladins who are skilled in martial arts, few humans will use heavy weapons on the battlefield.