fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 176 The Enraged Thrall

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Only when Sister Xi completely took over the ruling power did she know that Zhang Li had planned a big plan without telling her.

This plan involves a wide range and far-reaching influence beyond her imagination.

The "woman" named Diana who sent letters frequently was actually a naga under Zhang Li's control, so any big moves of the naga could be reported back.

Now, they are starting to gather, which means that Naga is ready to fight. According to ordinary people's thinking, the enemy Queen Azshara wants to deal with most should be Zhang Li. This guy has brainwashed other generals and even bullied Aisa Lah, with Azshara's narrow-mindedness, she must want to pluck Zhang Li's skin.

but!

But at this critical moment, instead of ordering the sea elves to return to defense, Zhang Li sent them to the sea area of ​​Nanhai Town to support humans. If Zhang Li hadn't written her a letter explaining the reason, she would have thought that Zhang Li was crazy up.

"What Naga is going to deal with is Neptulon, the lord of water elements?" Sister Xi raised her head uncertainly, holding Zhang Li's letter of explanation in her hand.

"How did he know?" Yes, how did Zhang Li know and be so sure.

Zhang Li told her that she didn't care about this matter at all. The Naga will be handled by people from the Ring of Earth, and the Ring of Earth will involve the tribe. As long as she provides appropriate support materials to the tribe, she can not only sell them favors, It is gratifying to be able to attack Naga easily.

Congratulations to your sister!Where did you get such confidence!
Sister Xi really wanted Zhang Li to give her an explanation, maybe he had other eyeliner in the Naga executives?Zhang Li didn't say a word that made her very uneasy.

In short, let's do what Zhang Li asked, and if it doesn't work, you can send it back.

She then began arranging the expedition against the qiraji of Silithus.

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In the endless sea, in a corner that the Naga could not see, Neptulon's sleep was disturbed.

"You said someone was going to deal with me?" His tone seemed to hold back a smile, deal with him?In this deep sea?What kind of madman would be his opponent here.

Here, his spells can be infinitely amplified, and their power increased a hundred times. If it wasn't for him, unless the ancient god came out, no one would be his opponent.

"The situation is like this, whether you believe it or not, I have already conveyed the news." The black-clothed mermaid mysteriously wrapped himself up and said calmly, and then he was about to leave the Throne of Tides.

"Wait." His back immediately stopped when he turned around. Are you going to do something to him?Although he was ready when he came, but when he really faced death, he couldn't calm down at all.

"Don't worry, little Naga, it's an insult to my identity to shoot you. I just want to know, where did you get this news, and why did you tell me?" Neptulon asked suspiciously.

"What I do is the master's order. You may know my master, the one who killed Ragnaros." A very calm sentence made Neptulon completely stunned. When he came back to his senses, that Naga had disappeared...

On the other side, in a very hidden sea cave, a group of people learned the same thing.

"You said the Naga and the Faceless were going to attack Neptulon!?" They were tauren, orcs, and a few trolls.

"It's true."

"How do you know that!?"

"Because..." He lowered his hood, revealing a naga face with a smooth membrane.

"Because I am the leader of a clan of the Naga." That chicken-neck voice was actually Diana herself.

"As far as I know, it is impossible for Naga to violate Azshara's order..." the tauren shaman who is familiar with Naga said heavily, and at the same time he began to hold the totem tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any time.

"Don't be nervous, there is no ambush here. As for why I can violate Azshara's order, it is a person with the same authority as Azshara who gave us the order."

"His order is to no longer obey Azshara's orders..."

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Outland, Thrall finally broke through the Storm Fortress, and it took a lot of effort.

The draenei didn't negotiate with him at all, so he had to force it. Fortunately, there were not many draenei left in Storm Fortress. Under Thrall's surprise attack, all the draenei here were captured.

"Quick! I order you to contact the Mag'har clan as quickly as possible!" As soon as he broke through, Thrall couldn't wait to give the order, and the exhausted orc had no choice but to force himself to carry out the order.

"Hahahaha! It's too late!" At this time, a captured draenei mocked in orc language: "The orcs have been defeated, you can only collect their corpses now!"

With a sound of "snap!", an angry orc slapped the draenei's head away. That's right, his head was slapped off, and he rolled a few times and landed on the draenei crowd. Here, this caused the captured draenei to scream and yell, for a while the place became noisy and annoying.

"Kill them all!" suggested an exasperated orc, and most of the orcs agreed.

"No! Keep them!" Thrall dismissed the suggestion, much to the displeasure of many orcs.

"I know you want to vent, but we have to think about the overall situation. If keeping them can bring back more orc lives, then we can only keep them."

Yeah yeah, the shaman's advice is always right, even when it's very unpleasant.

The orcs left angrily.

In Zangarmarsh, orcs were scattered everywhere under the attack of ogres.

Malloki's clan is considered one of the best ogre clans in Outland. Under Zhang Li's conspiracy, Malloki has a legitimate reason to attack the orcs - they won't give them food, and use this reason to start a war, even Rexxar The ogre chief, who is familiar with ogres, has nothing to say.

The orcs were at the wrong side, coupled with the successive defeats, their morale was extremely low. The ogre lost more than half of it in such a charge, and the rest also fled in all directions. In the end, the soldiers who remained beside little Saurfang , there are less than ten, it is really embarrassing.

And just these ten are now completely devastated, their eyes have lost the impulsiveness and brilliance of the past, they seem to have lost their souls and turned into walking dead.

"Enough! Cheer up!" Little Saurfang finally couldn't bear the atmosphere, and vigorously shook the shoulder of a companion.

"We are orcs! We are the sons of the prairie! A setback is nothing to us! Our real enemy is ourselves! We should lick our wounds like a lonely wolf king, and then take back our own wolf pack!" Xiao Sa Ruffal tried to inspire people to fight, but it didn't work.

They are still depressed.

"If we had listened to the warchief, we wouldn't be here," said a listless orc.

With a sound of "Pa!", little Saurfang angrily kicked the orc to the ground.

"That coward is not a great chief!" The more people make mistakes, the more they hate people who remind them of their mistakes. It doesn't matter if you listen to someone else. I don't want to tell you what I told you earlier. Listen, young Saurfang had this mentality.

"The Mag'har orcs must not compromise with any creature! Anything!"

"Cough! It's all you... It's your wrong leadership that caused the defeat in this war!" The orc who was kicked on the ground coughed violently twice, and then began to show his ferocity.

"The great chief may be timid, but you make our sacrifices in vain!"

Then of course, young Saurfang fought the orc.

That orc was no opponent, but several other orcs also joined him. It seems that not only the Chinese like to pursue responsibility after making mistakes, but the orcs also do the same.

Little Saurfang fell into a disadvantage all of a sudden. It is conceivable that if he loses this time, he will no longer be able to hold his position as the warlord, and no one will continue to follow a loser.

So little Saurfang started to roar, his roar was heart-pounding, like a wild beast, which made people intimidated, and then he attacked completely without any scruples, and every move hit the vital point, and several orcs fainted in the blink of an eye. land.

The remaining orcs were now completely cowed.

"Ah! Ah!" Little Saurfang gasped, glaring at these cowardly orcs.

"Now! Who else dares to provoke me!" The orcs looked at each other, and each of them dared not speak.

"Since there is no! Then carry them on your back! Let's gather the team, this time we will never fail again!"

"What do you want to gather?" But at this moment, a voice came from behind him.

It was in the orc language. Little Saurfang looked back, and saw a group of green-skinned orcs approaching with unfriendly expressions, followed by a group of brown-skinned orcs with sluggish expressions.

"I ask you! What are you going to gather!?" Thrall, the leader, roared angrily.

"How many people have you killed in vain! You have to bring more people to die now!?" Thrall waved lightly, and all the orcs stopped, and he walked towards little Saurfang alone.

"What do you know!? You want us to live in humiliation like you? Impossible! The orcs would rather die heroically!" Little Saurfang recognized Thrall, but he didn't know who Thrall was. Hammer, Doomhammer he still knows.

"Death in battle? It's so easy to say that every soldier's death represents an old man losing his son, a wife losing her husband, and a child losing her father! Can you bear those lost lives? Can you bear them? Remember those broken families?!"

Thrall was really angry. Along the way, everything he saw was so heartbreaking. He worked hard to manage the tribe, and he had to think about how to minimize the loss. The addition of the Gehan orcs will revitalize the tribe, but it is unexpected that they will pay more sacrifices.

"This...they carry glory..." Little Saurfang also felt deeply guilty, but like all young people, even though he was deeply remorseful in his heart, he would never give in.

"What glory is there!" Thrall approached quickly, and immediately punched little Saurfang, who flew out.

"How many people died in vain in your senseless war, not because of glory, but because of your carelessness and stupidity!"

Young Saurfang struggled to his feet.

"It's not your turn to teach the Mag'har orcs!" Little Saurfang rushed forward like crazy, hunting large beasts all the year round, his physique was much stronger than Thrall, but Thrall, who was the champion of the arena, Knowing the art of fighting better, even without the power of a shaman, he can easily gain the upper hand technically.

Thrall easily dodged little Saurfang's pounce, turned around and punched little Saurfang on the back of the head, making little Saurfang dizzy.

What follows is a one-sided abuse.

And not far away, on the only way from Zangarmarsh to Terokkar Forest, Malloki and his ogres held a banquet here.

The food, of course, is Orc.

"Huh? You said the green-skinned orc finally came in?" Malloki, who was picking his teeth with the orc's thigh bone, said to a two-headed ogre in front of him, and that ogre was holding a crystal ball.

The ogre nodded and shook its head.

"Slap!" Then the ogre slapped the one who shook his head: "Idiot, you are shaking backwards!"

Then he shook his head suddenly realized, and began to shake up and down.

"Well... very good, let everyone save some food, don't eat all the orcs." While talking, he picked up the burnt orc corpses next to him, and dipped them in an inexplicable The sauce stuffed into his mouth.

"If you really can't bear it, you can eat some hands and feet, but be careful not to kill yourself."

(End of this chapter)