Chapter 155 Garona

When the chiefs of the Bladewind clan died in artillery fire, the clan could no longer hold on.

Nergo rode a wolf around the almost-razed camp, holding a bolt of lightning in his hand and a chain in the other.

Nergo held his head high. Although this was just an insignificant enemy, being able to command an army of 100,000 people also allowed him to somewhat understand the psychology of "taking over 100,000 people and running rampant across the world."

Although an army of 100,000 soldiers attacking a small clan is a little overqualified and not worth bragging about under normal circumstances, it represents Grommash's attitude towards rebellion, so it is still very symbolic and worthy of special mention. .

While thinking, he threw the chain, pulled a green-skinned orc over, and then easily broke his neck.

He was not the only one to do this, and with the advice of the Broken Hand clan, every orc seemed to be doing it with ease.

"This is the consequences of disobeying the tribe." Nergo said softly.

"Report to the king." An orc soldier came to Nergo. First he beat his chest with his hand and saluted, and then he said: "The entire Bladewind clan has been captured, and the remaining orcs who surrendered have been imprisoned."

Although the Bladewind clan is not afraid of death, in the face of artillery and swords, they still hope that their own clan can spare their lives.

"Yeah." Nergo was not surprised. If a hundred thousand people couldn't win with overwhelming force, then he might as well go to Hefei.

"Where are their chiefs and warlocks?" Nergo is more concerned about this. One is to see what a commander who can be so stupid looks like, and the other is to capture a few warlocks and go back to study spell breakers.

"Their chief..." the soldier scratched his head, "We found a corpse. According to a Bladewind Orc prisoner, this was their chief. He died in artillery fire."

The soldier added: "The shamans are examining the spirit of the corpse to see if it is the chief."

"Where are the warlocks?" Nergo asked again about the topic he was most concerned about. These cunning spellcasters were really difficult to kill and catch. He now doubted whether there were any warlocks in this place.

Because they didn't provide any spell support at all, if he hadn't smelled the stench of evil energy on his body, he wouldn't even have asked the warlock about it.

"We did not find any surviving warlocks. We only found some materials suspected of being used by warlocks to cast spells." The soldier said: "Priest Taron Gor from the Shadowmoon Clan wanted to organize an exorcism ceremony to ensure the safety of those items. ”

Tarongor? priest? What is all this?

Nergo took a few deep breaths and asked, "Who is Tarongor?"

He emphasized, "Tell me everything you know about him."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Although he was confused, the soldier still told him everything he knew about Tarongor, the orc.

"Talongor is a shaman from the Shadowmoon clan. He is not very old, but he has a long-standing reputation in the Shadowmoon clan. When the tribe was established, he came to Nagrand as soon as possible, but unexpectedly came into contact with several Germans. The Leni people, in whom Tarongore learned about the Holy He believed in light, so he believed it was a new form of shamanism, and then he became a priest and formed a group of priests called the Tarongor Monastery. The purpose of their group was to heal and Save the Crusaders and fellow tribesmen."

Having said this, the soldier took out a shirt with a red cross on it.

"The cross represents the Crusaders and their belief in the Holy Light, and the red represents the tribes."

Nergo was a little confused, although it was only for a moment, but he suddenly realized that something was not right with the world.

When did it start?

It seems like it started with him.

Nergo no longer thought about it. In short, it would be good for a warlock who was originally talented to become a priest.

"I understand." Nergo nodded to the soldiers, and then said: "You just said you captured a prisoner, take me to see him."

So, the soldiers led the way, and Nergo followed closely behind him until they were outside a small room.

"Did he say his name?" Nergo asked him.

"First of all, it's her, not him." The orc inside snorted, and it was obviously the voice of a female orc.

"You never told me that the orc here is a woman." Nergo looked at the soldier.

"Forget it, push the door open."

It doesn't matter whether she is a woman or not. On the contrary, in the world view of Warcraft, women are more unpredictable.

For example, the 7/8/9 version of Sylvanas and Jaina, right?

Upon entering, Nelgo first noticed that the female orc's skin color was not green, he had brown skin.

"You didn't drink the devil's blood?" Nergo asked him doubtfully.

"They said that my blood was impure. They thought that I was too thin, too useless, lacked muscles, had no strength, and was pale." She went on to mention several of her shortcomings in the eyes of her tribe, and finally said, " So Heril, the chief, refused to let me take the demon's blood, because he thought that kind of gift should not be given to me."

"But it seems that this gift is not that useful." She also deliberately emphasized the accent on the word gift.

Nergo nodded, "Since you didn't drink the demon blood and fall into darkness, it seems we still have something to talk about."

With a wave of his hand, all the ropes binding her broke, "Let's start by introducing your name."

She stood up and moved her body, "My name is Garona, I don't have a last name."

Oh, Garona.

After all, we have come into contact with so many famous characters in the original plot, and it seems that there is nothing big about having one more regicide.

What's more, at this time, she is not the Xuanming Elders and the left and right protectors beside Gul'dan. She is not the top assassin, but just an ordinary female orc.

ps: Garona's plot has been changed in the chronicle. The setting here has nothing to do with Maraad's sister, because the chronicle only says that her mother is a Draenei prisoner, and she was born in the Bladewind Clan. After the Bladewind Clan was exterminated, she escaped and was rescued by Gul'dan.

"How much do you know about those warlocks?" Nergo wanted to know what Garona knew.

"Not much." She said: "Warlocks have been hiding in the dark. They have always been mysterious except for a few occasions."

"But I know the rooms where they usually live. Maybe you can get some of their belongings there."

It is obvious that Garona's status is too low, so low that she has no effect.

"Okay, take a rest." Nergo walked out of the room and ordered the soldiers, "Send him back to Grommashar..."

"Wait." Nergo changed his mind, "Let him go to Shattrath, maybe she is more suitable to be with the Draenei."