Chapter 883

On the battlefield, in order to facilitate the command, the commander of the army usually erects a tall battle flag to prove that they are there.

And in this dark night, the holy light on her body is the best battle flag. All gladiators who see the light will know the direction of the charge, and she will always charge where the most enemies are.

On the way to charge, Yrel felt his arm shake, as if he was hit by something like a flying axe, and finally stopped in front of the strong holy light. She ignored this, still hurried to the camp of the orcs, and knocked over a hapless person with a single blow.

The sound of killing around Yrel was loud, and there were sounds of metal collisions and sharp blades biting into flesh.

Some of the more savvy orc guards realized what was happening and came from elsewhere to join the fight. However, they underestimated the number of gladiators who escaped prisons, and such behavior was nothing but death.

Yrel felt sorry for their senseless deaths, and swung the hammer to crush any orcs who stood in her way.

Soon there were no orcs standing as far as she could see.

"It's time to retreat," she called.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, she began to speed away from the arena, the gladiators following. One or two guards who had just arrived tried to catch up, only to be frozen in place by Ye Ting's Frostbolt.

Because he had explored the city beforehand, Ye Ting knew the way in the city. With him leading the way, the team quickly left the arena, and finally everyone came to a square...

Here, Yrel stopped.

"We need to get out of this city quickly before those guys in the arena react."

The girl's conversation changed.

"But we can't run away blindly, we have to cause them some trouble before leaving here, so that they can't focus all their energy on chasing us."

After saying that, she looked at the gladiators behind her and made arrangements.

"That direction is the orc's granary. Burning their food and grass will obviously bring them a lot of trouble, Volian, take your people to do this, and be back in five minutes."

"Follow your will."

Volian was a draenei hunter, he nodded and ran with dozens of draenei in the direction Yrel pointed.

"There is the market of Highmaul, there are many wooden buildings, Bloodmane, you took someone to burn there, and it was also five minutes."

"Understood."

A group of tiger men left the large group.

Next, Yrel arranged for several groups to set fire to several places in the city.

And she herself and the rest of the gladiators stayed put and waited for the return of the arsonist.

Soon, several places in Highmaul were lit up with fire.

Considering that the gladiators were not a forbidden army, Yrel waited in place with a large force for about ten minutes, during which he repelled several waves of guards who found their traces, and then waited until most of them returned.

Of course there were also gladiators who died on the way to arson.

But no one cares about this, and everyone understands that jailbreaking itself is a gimmick to put your head on your waist.

At this time, Yrel could already hear the noise coming from the direction of Highmaul Arena.

By this time, the orcs in the arena had already discovered the jailbreak, and the fires everywhere in the city were clearly telling them that there was a problem.

They have to hurry up and leave.

So the team started again and ran all the way out of the city.

There were not many orcs guarding the city gate, about a dozen people were defeated by the gladiators in just one encounter. After Ye Ting's magic opened the door, the gladiators rushed out of the city.

They are finally free.

Chapter 1073 go home

Escape from Highmaul was a big step on the road to freedom for the former slave gladiators.

But each of them knew that just escaping the city didn't mean escaping to heaven.

Today's orc tribe has become the most powerful force in the whole of Draenor. If they want to truly be free, they must be able to escape the sphere of influence of the orcs.

Until then, they'll all be hunted down by the Shattered Palm clan, who would never let their slaves escape with such swagger—especially if their liberators killed their chieftains with their own hands.

For an orc clan, this is undoubtedly a great insult.

The bad news is that the Orc tribe's sphere of influence is enormous. For now, Nagrand and Frostfire Ridge in the seven major regions of Draenor have basically all belonged to the territory of the orcs, and Gorgrond and Shadowmoon Valley are also nearly half of the sphere of influence of the orcs.

Only the original beasts of Tanaan Jungle, the arakkoa of Aklan Peaks, and the draenei of Talador still maintain the rule of the region, and most of the other races can only survive in their own corners.

But the good news is that although the clans of the orcs are unified by the tribe, this unification is nothing but an alliance of clans.

Even though the current orc chieftain is more powerful than the past orc co-owners, he can directly command only the chiefs of the clans, but usually cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the clans.

In human terms, "My vassals are not my vassals." Orc tribes are not the kind of central empire where the decrees are uniform everywhere.

It also means that as long as they can escape from Shattered Palm

The sphere of influence of the clan, then the pursuit and killing they can receive will be greatly reduced.

Although the other clans may also try to capture and enslave them when they see them, compared to the purposeful pursuit of the Broken Palm clan, the other clans can encounter at most some patrols and hunting teams of about a hundred people. The threat posed is not great.

But before fleeing, Yrel still intends to use some means.

Following the paladin's light, the gladiators came to a camp surrounded by wooden fences, which was the beast pen of the Broken Palm clan, which housed wolves and kodos.

Although the warriors of the Shatterclaw clan were mainly infantry, with few wolves and kodo riders, considering tactical factors, they still retained a small number of wargs and kodos as mobile power.

And now, Yrel's purpose is to put out their only mobile arm, making them unable to pursue.

At that time, everyone is chasing two legs with two legs. Who can chase who?

Under her leadership, the multi-ethnic army quickly entered the animal pen.

How could a small number of animal trainers guarding the animal pen stop the gang of tigers going down the mountain, and almost the entire army was wiped out in just one encounter, so the gladiators captured this place and slaughtered all the living creatures in the camp soon.

When the chasing advance troops that the Broken Palm clan had managed to organize arrived here, all they saw was a mess.

"Damn! These nasty cowards, they dare not confront us, but they actually attack my Whitemane (name of Warg)! How dare they!"

Their leader, Kirok the Scarred, couldn't help but scold when he saw this scene.

As the vanguard of the pursuit force, Kirok the Scar is one of the rare Warg knights in the Shattered Palm clan, and the leader of the Shattered Palm clan's wolf cavalry - he was a member of the Warsong clan before he became an ogre slave gladiator. Warg Knight.

And his advance team is basically wolf cavalry.

Originally, their advance team was sent out, and they rushed to the animal pen as soon as possible, in order to meet their wargs, and then go after the escaped slaves.

Although their numbers were in the early 100s, far less than the gladiators, cavalry and infantry were not the same.

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