Chapter 75 8. The Beginning of the Change --- Adding Changes to the Brothers of Canglangzhishui【9/10】

Chapter 75 8. The Origin of Change --- Adding Changes for the Brothers of Canglangzhishui【910】

In the end, the warchief didn't question Saurfang's secrets anymore, although he could have ordered the guards to imprison Saurfang to protect him, but he didn't.

Saurfang is his most trusted lieutenant, and the two formed a friendship during the war, just like the friendship between Great Chief Orgrim and Frostwolf Chief Durotan. camaraderie.

And Orgrim is also very clear that even if a proud orc like Saurfang suffers such a defeat and ruins the Horde's victory by himself, even if he is allowed to live, it will make him extremely painful, forever Instead of living in self-blame, let him fight and live according to his own ideas.

Whether it is seclusion or suicide, those are the last demands of Saurfang. This is the last dignity of a pure orc, and Orgrim is not qualified to strip it away.

But the kindness towards Saurfang does not mean that the warchief can ignore any betrayal.

"Red, Mam!"

After entering the Alterac Mountains, the warchief called the two Warlords of the Blackrock Clan to him. In the cold snowstorm of the Alterac Mountains, the burning flames in Orgrim's eyes made everyone who saw The orcs trembled.

"I want you to take the Black Tooth Grinning Clan to hunt down that traitor! Old Dahl will send out some Juggernauts to help you!"

Orgrim clenched his fists:

"I know you hate Gul'dan, now, I will give you the power to bring me back his head! I will let you inherit your father's position and hand over the Blackstone clan to you completely!"

"Even if you chase him to the ends of the earth! Kill him for me!"

The black hand brothers looked at each other, and patted their chests with their fists in unison:

"Obey! Great Chief!"

And at almost the same moment, Gul'dan, whose whereabouts remain a mystery, also re-entered the hills of Hillsbrad. Compared with the team he set out, the number of orcs and ogres at this time was three points less One more, those are necessary sacrifices, they will block the rear pursuers for this team.

Of course, Gul'dan wouldn't say that directly, he just told them that in order to avoid their whereabouts being exposed, they needed to separate their troops and finally gather at the same place, so the troops dispersed.

And the agreed place must also be a fake...reputation? When did a qualified warlock have this thing?

"Wow, wow"

Just as they stepped into the river heading for the hilly port, a group of heavily armed death knights stood in front of Gul'dan. The leader was a soul that Gul'dan had never seen, probably developed secretly by Talon Gorefiend. diehard.

"Master ordered us to rescue you! Gul'dan!"

The death knight whispered: "He asked me to tell you that Orgrim has started to hunt you down. He should have obeyed Orgrim's orders, but he valued you and his friendship, so he decided to help you .”

"Hehe, what a joke!"

Holding his cane, Gul'dan dismissed Gorefiend's report:

"Since when did Terongol have the feeling of friendship? It's nothing more than a transaction. You don't need to be so hypocritical. I will give you the curse code, but it must be after I board the fleet."

Gul'dan smiled lowly, and he said to the ogre Cho'gall beside him:

"Look, the world changes, everyone changes, even Gorefiend has learned to hedge his bets, I'm sure that guy has already boasted in front of Orgrim, saying that he will use the curse code to reverse the decline of the Horde ...Oh, what a fool!"

The warlock turned his attention to the death knight in front of him again, and said in a low voice:

"Tell your masters, tell the stupid Gorefiend that the curse code is not omnipotent, and this world is not weak Draenor, this world has guardians! Indiscriminate use of forbidden techniques such as the curse code will only give him and More trouble for his Horde...Of course, I know he won't listen to my advice, as before, so let him continue to serve Orgrim."

"But for the sake of the old friend's "friendship", you can tell him that when I come back, I will save his life... Let him be prepared to kneel and submit to me."

"Now, lead the way! There is not much time left for me."

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"Breakthrough!"

The bloody great knight Uther galloped on the battlefield with his fully armed paladins. Their lances flew and smashed all the orcs in front of them. Under the onslaught of Marshal Lothar who almost ignored the damage , the orc position entrenched around Dalaran was finally broken through.

Under the nearly suicidal obstruction of the death knights and blood ring orcs in the rear, it was possible to do this. This is already a real miracle.

Looking at the magical city of Dalaran standing in the distance, Uther breathed a sigh of relief. It only takes half a day to enter the Tirisfal region from this mountain pass, to completely crush the Horde's influence on Lordaeron. siege.

Amidst the cheers of the soldiers, Grand Marshal Lothar rushed towards Tirisfal with the knights at the fastest speed, but the joy of victory did not last long. When Lothar rushed to the city of Lordaeron , but found that there was nothing but a devastated battlefield.

There were no orcs, no ambushes, and it was surprisingly quiet.

"You guys are finally here!"

Marshal Gaselis, who was extremely exhausted, finally let go of the last worry in his heart when he saw Marshal Lothar walking into the city gate. He sat on his chair in a limp posture, with all the armor on his body There was blood and minced flesh all over.

"What the hell is going on? Gatheris, I didn't see the orcs! Where did they go?"

Marshal Lothar asked suspiciously. Faced with this question, Gaselis shook his head wearily:

"I have no idea."

"kindness?"

Lothar and Uther beside him glanced at each other, waiting for Gaselis' explanation. The latter picked up a water bag and poured the wine inside into his mouth. After completely relaxing his mind, he was helped by the guards After taking off the armor that had not been taken off for 5 days, he said softly:

"One hour before your arrival, the orcs retreated without warning. I don't know why, and I don't have the extra energy to chase them..."

The marshal who defended Lordaeron sighed, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes:

"Lordaeron's 70,000 defenders left less than 13,000 people. Together with the civilians, we dropped 60,000 corpses on this battlefield. After this battle, Lordaeron's vitality was severely injured. We're powerless to pursue."

"That is to say..."

Paladin Uther frowned: "The orcs were only one step away from taking Lordaeron, but they gave up? Did they know in advance that we would break through the Dalaran defense line? This is impossible!"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Gathelis' voice was low as if he was dreaming, and he waved his hand with difficulty:

"My war is over, I will leave it to you, Sir Lothar, go after those greenskins, catch up with them, and kill them all... I, I should take a break."

Uther wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Lothar. The old marshal looked at Gathelis, who was no longer young, and sighed:

"Let him rest well, Uther, he hasn't closed his eyes for 5 days, and what Gaslis said is right, no matter why the orcs are willing to retreat, the next war has entered a new stage!"

Lothar straightened his armor and strode into Lordaeron's royal city amidst the cheers of the crowd.

"Follow me to meet His Majesty Terenas and tell him the news of the victory on the front line. Afterwards, we will start the counterattack!"

Uther nodded. Before leaving, he waved his hand and shrouded the warm holy light on Marshal Gathelis, and then saluted the sleeping Marshal respectfully. This is a real hero. He Proving himself in the war, his will is even stronger than the walls of Lordaeron.

And when Lordaeron was celebrating its victory, on another continent far away, across the ocean, everything that happened in Lordaeron did not affect the order of this continent at all.

However, this does not mean that on this mysterious and wild continent, no one pays attention to everything that happens in the human world.

Tanaris Desert, this is a large desert adjacent to the vast South China Sea. The Bloodsail Pirates who roam the South China Sea have a large port here, and the goblin merchant Buddy Moore who built the fleet for Chief Orgrim also came from here. , here is the seat of the Goblin Steamwheedle Consortium, one of the most prosperous ports of the goblins, and Steamwheedle Port is also located here.

However, no matter if they are savage pirates or philistine goblins, they all have awe in this vast desert, because in this desert lies unimaginable power.

dragon!

And it is the most powerful and least messy kind of dragon.

"hum"

In a huge stone cave like a miracle, the space suddenly shattered, bringing out a faint yellow ripple. The light was like a clock rotating counterclockwise. After one revolution, a man walked out of the light giant.

It has bronze-colored wings, a huge body that exceeds 40 meters, four sharp claws, and fine scales all over the body, each of which shines with a special light given by time.

Its figure is noble and elegant, it swung its huge tail, walked a few steps forward in the cave, and then quickly turned into a humanoid creature with white hair, sharp ears, blue eyes, slender With a tall figure, it turned into a high elf, just from the appearance, it is simply flawless.

It seemed a little unsuitable for the human form, her steps were a little stiff, but soon became natural, it walked a few steps forward in a long white dress, and came to the center of the sacred place of the bronze dragon, the world of Azeroth The final node where all timelines meet.

It knelt down on one knee and said respectfully:

"I am called, Nozdormu, the great Lord of Time."

"swish"

Tens of thousands of huge figures emerged above the huge empty cave, and they quickly combined to form the body of an ancient dragon, just lying in midair, like a hill, it Each of the bronze-colored scales on the whole body was the size of a shield, and the moment it appeared, the entire cave became unreal.

This is because of the powerful power of the time guardian, instinctively dragging everything around into the chaotic time and space.

"Sefiel, the pride of the bronze dragon, my child, there have been some fluctuations in the timeline you are guarding, and it has not affected the future yet, but it is an uncertain factor, and I need you to observe..."

Thousands of voices mixed together, and finally formed a mellow male voice, which was passed into the ears of the young bronze dragon transformed into a high elf:

"The future and fate are unpredictable. I can't be sure whether his appearance is good or bad, but the foundation of the timeline cannot be destroyed! Once he does something that threatens the timeline, he will be punished!"

"Yes! Great Nozdormu!"

The young bronze dragon bowed his head respectfully, and the next moment, the thousands of illusions in front of him disappeared instantly, as if nothing had ever appeared.

But the inside of this huge cave has been slightly distorted by the chaotic time and space, representing the powerful force that just came here.

The high elf stood up, and she stretched out her hand to brush her long white hair, her blue eyes sparkled with curiosity.

As a bronze dragon who was born to travel in the timeline, she has seen many strange things. She has been in charge of this timeline alone since hundreds of years ago. This is a very heavy and boring job. But now, someone who should not have appeared disturbed the timeline, and even alarmed the great Nozdormu.

"The boring time is finally over..."

There was a hint of joy at the corner of Seifel's mouth, her body slowly floated in the air, and the moment her toes left the ground, her figure was swallowed by the broken time and space.

"What kind of fun will you give me?"

"Tyrion. Dawnblade..."