"Not bad! He is the master we will follow for the rest of our lives, the leader of the Burning Legion, the great fraudster 'Kil' 'Kil' 'Kil'! Gul'dan did not hesitate to praise his master with the meager praise of the orcs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, it's that being! -- Gugar's psychology became even more humble, and he did not even dare to mention the name of "Kilgadan" like Gul'dan.

"But...... The ...... I mean the one who was trapped here before...... He won't ...... Do you blame us? Gugar asked with some heartfelt feelings—after all, they had humble ambitions to seize Sargeras's power, and even though Kilgardan had said that they had indirectly helped Sargeras escape, ......

"Gugal, don't worry about it for nothing." Gul'dan wiped the blood from his head so that they would not obscure his vision, "When you walk, you may trample an ant or two to death because of boredom; But when you have a goal and work towards it, the little ants won't be in your eyes at all - of course you may still accidentally trample one or two to death - but,...... You know what I mean, Gugar? ”

The head to the left of Gurgar nodded, and the head to the right was still drooling in a slumber - he understood what Gul'dan meant - Sargeras was bent on destroying the world, and a small and humble being like himself and Gul'dan would not attract his attention as long as it was not in the way of Sargeras.

"So now...... Let's wake up these idiots! The task given to us by the Great Lord can not be easy at all. After meeting Kil'Gardan, Gul'dan seemed to become more confident - although obtaining the power of Sargeras had become a pipe dream, after regaining Kil'Gardan's support, Gul'dan was no longer as depressed as he was when he was stripped of his leadership over the orcs by Orgrim, "Take action, Gugar, this world is waiting for us to conquer!" ”

"Yes, Gul'dan." The head on the left side of Gugar answered, and then slapped the head on his right hard, "Wake up, you idiot! Damn, we're born by a mother, why are you as imbecile as an idiot? ”

Damn it—Gugar cursed again in his heart—sooner or later he would have to cut this head off his shoulder, lest the thing in his head called "stupidity" pass on to him.

Scolding and whirring to wake up the ogre magicians, Gul'dan was thinking about his next move—to take a boat to the New World—hoping that Guvoshath's goblin sailors would be able to get Grom's orcs to their intended location so that he could find them as soon as possible; But when that time comes, how can he convince Grom to hand over the command of the orcs to him? Alas...... What a headache!

"Ahh Grom let out a big sneeze, and he wiped his nose, but he didn't blow it out - think about it, such a thing as illness is too outrageous for a warrior - a good warrior will never get sick! That's a sign of cowardice, like his own waste-like son.

Grom carried his massive weapon, Bloodroar, and beneath his feet was a crimson earth - yes, after more than a month of sea breezes, Grom and his warriors of the Warsong Clan had arrived in that new continent - and, of course, the waste of Zuhd's men, and ......

There was a foul smell, and Grom felt an itch in his nose, and he turned - Tyrone Bloodfiend appeared behind him at some point.

"What are you going to do, Grom? It's a strange land, and we have almost nothing. The leader of the Death Knight said to Grom, who was more than a head shorter than Grom - after all, his current body was of a human being.

I'm going to cut off your head, and throw your foul-smelling body back into the sea—Grom thought to himself, but didn't say it.

"Instead, you, Tyrone Bloodseeker, what are your plans? Now that Gul'dan is gone, will you and your men still be with us? "It's Zuhd who is asking, and he's coming this way.

Compared to a month ago, Zuhd has lost a lot of weight, his face is very poor, his eye sockets are deep, and even his steps are a little erratic.

As Grom said before, the food they carried was not sufficient; Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knights don't need to eat, but the orcs do, and the goblin sailors...... In order for them to be able to complete this voyage, the orcs also need to provide them with the necessary food.

When food began to run low, Grom made good on his promise - he gave food to the Warsong clan first.

Of course, Grom is not so ruthless, and he doesn't really give any food to the Dragonthroat Clan; What's more, in the past month or so, Zu Hed and his Dragon's Throat Clan have been practicing fishing skills, and they have been able to get some sea fish to relieve the pressure on food.

However, Grom really did not give any food to the Blackfang clan - Zuhd had to give some of his clan's rations to the Blackham brothers and their men, and at the same time to save as much as possible within his clan in order to make it to the ship dock - of course, during this time Zuhd did not tolerate the complaints of the Blackhan brothers, and although the two men did not have the courage to protest to Grom, they always encouraged him to kill Grom in Zuherd's ear.

"What do you mean by that, Zuhed." Tyrone Bloodseeker's voice was as steady as ever, but the displeasure in his voice was palpable.

"Orgrim is defeated, and the expeditionary army has only returned you death knights; As soon as Grom and I returned to the camp, you were already standing with Gul'dan. Now that Gul'dan is gone, I just want to know, why didn't he take you with him? Zuherd's tone was full of mockery - like Orgrim, he believed that Tyrone Bloodfiend was Gul'dan's man.

"You are wrong, Zuhd. Gul'dan left without taking me with him, which is ample proof that my relationship with him is not as close as you think. Tyrone Bloodseeker explained—just as he had grown accustomed to the disgusting smell of rancidity emanating from his own body, he was also accustomed to the other orcs treating him as a vassal of Gul'dan.

"Hmph, who knows if you have some other intentions to stay." Zuhd pouted. He didn't know what Gul'dan wanted to do, but it was this ignorance that made Zuhd even more afraid.