Chapter 41: Raiding Ogres Is the Orcs' Signature Activity

In Grommashar, it was the third day after Nergo returned from Shattrath.

"So their leader is really that tall?" Tazag said loudly.

"Yes, yes, not only tall, but also seems to have wisdom that ten shamans cannot match. You have asked me many times." Nergo sighed helplessly, "If there is a chance, I will take you to their city, maybe you can see it for yourself."

Tazag nodded, "Great idea, but I should see the wailing of the ogre first."

He stroked his war wolf, "Good baby, we are about to go to the battlefield."

Just for this moment, he didn't sleep well all night and made a lot of preparations.

Dried meat, wine bag, spear, big knife...

Like him, Nergo was also fully armed.

A huge two-handed axe, I believe it can easily chop off the ogre's bulky head.

The animal skin he was wearing was covered with armor, which might not be very useful for resisting ogres, but at least it could make him feel at ease.

The rest was nothing, just enough meat for him to eat for three days. He couldn't carry more, as the orcs' appetite was amazing.

Nergo glanced around, and countless orc soldiers were gathering.

Shamans, raiders, infantry, hunters...

These people were fully armed just like their clothes, and some orcs even carried Draenei weapons and equipment.

This army was almost the largest army Nergo had ever seen. He even saw a team of sword masters wearing rosaries around their necks. The entire gate of Grommash was almost full of orcs, and the leader was naturally Grommash.

"Huh? Where's Garrosh?" Nergo was a little surprised. As the son of the chief, Garrosh had been like his father since he was a child, an orc who was happy to hear about war, but now he was not there in such a big scene?

"How old is he?" Tazag rolled his eyes at him, "The chief has only one heir."

And the chief has no intention of marrying another one.

This has to be mentioned here.

Unlike the cold-blooded, violent and bloodthirsty chief that many people think of, the steel-like Grommash also has a soft side in his heart.

Gorka, as Grommash's spouse, he undoubtedly loved her very much, and when she died was the only time when Grommash showed his weak side.

For this reason, Grommash didn't like outsiders to mention the story of his wife.

He never thought of pursuing a spouse again, even though he was still very young.

At this moment, the crowd shouted their battle cries rhythmically, but finally turned into silence.

"The Burning Blade Clan arrived really quickly."

Nergo and Tazag chatted casually.

"Of course, Lantresor has been waiting for this moment for a long time." Tazag pointed at the group of sword masters and the fire blade orcs surrounding them and said, "As soon as he heard that Chief Hellscream was going to plunder the ogre outpost, he immediately brought his men here."

"Lantresor?" Nergo asked with some confusion: "I heard that he was seriously injured?"

He couldn't help but mock Dal, "A sneak attack in the dark, so shameless."

"Yes, he was seriously injured." Tazag shrugged, "Then the shaman cast a spell on him and applied some ointment by the way, at least he can fight."

"He still came after all this, he's really fighting hard." Nergo said.

"If they don't come, the chieftain won't share the spoils with them, and he might not be able to be a good chieftain." Tazag said, "But why he insisted on coming, I don't know, maybe for glory?"

Speaking of this, we have to say that Lantresor can be a stable chieftain. Strength is one aspect, and on the other hand, it has to be thanks to Grommash's reputation. Originally, with Lantresor's half-blood identity, his chieftainship would still cause dissatisfaction among some orcs.

But when he announced that they had the opportunity to plunder with the Warsong Clan, share benefits, and unimaginable spoils.

The Burning Blade Orcs welcomed the king's teacher directly, fearing that the Warsong Clan would not play with them.

In the final analysis, it is not shameful to follow the Warsong Clan.

On the one hand, many members of the Warsong Clan were not born in the Warsong Clan. They came to the banner of Hellscream to seek battles and glory, and the clan members did not discriminate against other clans.

On the other hand, the Warsong Clan ate everything they had looted.

It would be hard to find such a good thing that would bring both fame and fortune.

"The ogres really don't learn from their mistakes." Nergo couldn't help but say, "Can't they just stay in that big stone house?"

"Who knows? Maybe they still miss their past glory?" Tazar laughed. He had heard Nergo tell the story of their empire. Because of this, when he thought of their former empire and the current embarrassment, Tazar felt proud.

What the Goria Empire, what a rotten fish and shrimp.

"If you ask me, old antiques who only indulge in the past should be stuffed into the grave." He sneered, "Don't think about the so-called glory of the past."

"Just as I thought." Nergo stuck his axe into the ground. The huge two-handed axe gave off a cold chill when it was exposed to the sun. He untied the water bag at his waist, drank the wine in it, and then wiped his mouth. "This is my first time participating in this kind of war. I feel my adrenaline is burning?"

As for whether adrenaline will burn? Who cares!

Nergo narrowed his eyes and looked at the majestic chief in front of him, "I don't know where we are going to plunder."

"It seems to be the latest colony opened up by the ogres. It's just a small outpost, but it seems that a castle has been built." Tazag heard Nergo's question and answered it.

"How do you know everything?" Nergo was a little surprised. How could this kid be the same as that know-it-all?

"Because I'm a pillager." Tazag smiled, "My teammates told me when we went on patrol two days ago. I heard that the pillagers have been investigating there for a long time."

At this time, the orcs' troops were almost assembled, and Grommash shouted loudly, "Let's go!"

As expected of Hellscream, it is said that there are only wrong names but no wrong nicknames. His voice made Nergo feel like a loud speaker was shouting at his ears.

Rubbing his ears, Nergo turned on the wolf, and the footsteps of the war wolves trampled on the ground of Grommash. As a nomadic clan, Grommash's Warsong Clan has a number of cavalry that other clans can hardly match, and naturally the mobility is also quite fast.

If according to Tazag, it will not take a few days to raid the ogre settlement.

There is no doubt that this group of fierce orcs are ready to drink the blood of their old enemies at any time.