03 The war song in my heart
Walking on the red clay of Orgrimmar, Thea looked at Glens beside him happily and with some nerve. Out of the orphanage, Glens was like a little leather monkey out of the cage, running around energetically.
"Hey! Glens, if you don't run away, I won't dare take you out again. Shia warned him semi-threateningly.
But Glens grinned and didn't take her warning to heart. "No, Miss Thea, you're a good man!"
What can Chia say in the face of a child's scoundrel. She stroked her forehead and smiled bitterly at herself, but there was no trace of impatience in her heart, only full joy.
"Well, Glens, if you're good, I'll buy you ice cream from Tigul and Flor later, how about you?"
At the mention of the famous dessert shop, Glens's eyes lit up.
"Really?" He jumped excitedly, "No, let's pull Gougou!" You've got to talk! β
"Okay." Shia held out her little finger.
The two of them had words in their mouths. "The hook is hanging for a hundred years."
Children take such promises very seriously. Glens blushed with excitement: "Then, Miss Thea, I will be obedient, you are not allowed to cheat." β
"Of course." Thea pretended to look at him angrily, "I'm very trustworthy, Glens, what about you?" Little men have to talk. β
"That's for sure, I'm going to be a man who will become a warrior of the tribe." Glens said loudly with a small chest and a proud face.
"Alright, future warriors. If you don't walk obediently, I'm afraid we won't have to go to the Valley of Power. β
Hearing about Power Valley, Glens became excited again. "Hey, Miss Thea, do you know? The Valley of Power is a place for the warriors to train in Orgrimmari. Everybody in there is amazing. The chief's personal guard was also trained there. He said wistfully, "Grandpa Itrig used to take us in for a tourβusually underage children are not allowed to enter." Aunt Butterville would only take us there every time it was a child's week. I really want to grow up soon! As he spoke, he made a toned movement imitating the warrior and roared "Power and Glory!!" β
Just laughing all the way to watching Glens play treasure, the gate of Power Valley has arrived. The Valley of Power is the only area in Orgrimmari with an inner gate, and even the Valley of Wisdom, where the Great Chief lives, does not have this treatment. It can be seen how much attention the orcs attach to this area.
The guard at the gate stopped them. "Ma'am, don't go any further, ahead is the Valley of Power, and it's not time for the festival to open yet."
Glens Lalahia's hand. Thea understood what he meant, and took out Itreig's handwritten letter and handed it to the guards.
"Lord Itregg's ......, all right, you can go in, but don't run around." The guards kindly reminded them. "It's going to be the annual competitive season, and there are a lot of gladiators from all over the world, in case you collide with them. Those outlaws can do anything. However, they were usually kept in the gladiators' area, so they didn't get too close. β
"Thank you for the reminder. We'll be careful. After Sia thanked him, he pulled Glens in, and told him as he went, "Did you hear that?" Don't run around. Otherwise, I won't be able to save you. β
"Alright, alright, Miss Thea. You're so wordy, you're almost catching up with Aunt Bartville. β
"How dare you call me wordy! I won't take you out next time. β
"Oh, Miss Shia, I was wrong...... You're the prettiest undead I've ever seenβwell, all of Orgrimmar! β
"Well, I'll take that as a compliment. But again, you don't want to run around. β
Glens answered, but his eyes looked around as if they weren't enough, and he found someone he knew. "Brother Rotal, Brother Rotal!"
A young orc brute turned his head in response, his mouth cracked open and he smiled, and strode towards them. "Naughty bag Glens. Why are you here? β
Glens explained softly to Thea: "Brother Rotal used to grow up with us, and joined the army last year when he was an adult, and I hope to be like Brother Rotal in the future." β
As he spoke, Rotal walked up to them and lifted Glens to his feet. "Little one. How did you sneak in? β
"No, Grandpa Itreg allowed me in. Don't believe me, you ask Miss Thea. Grandpa Itrig asked her to be my guardian today. β
Rotal swept over Sia - the Forsaken?
Shia noticed that he seemed a little displeased, but did not show it.
She explained succinctly: "Glens wanted to see the gladiators perform. β
"Oh......" Rotal lifted Glens over his shoulder, "then I'll take you there, the gladiatorial area will be in the inner area." Don't run around. "He obviously knows Glens well." The Overseer hasn't known what's going on lately, and he's been running here, and it's not good if he sees you. But the gladiatorial arena should have started to warm up by now. β
Xia frowned slightly: "Fighting? β
Rotal's tone was faintly tinged with a hint of pride: "The customs of our orcs are martial, and gladiatorial fighting is our glorious tradition. Many times we rely on gladiatorial battles to decide the major affairs of the tribe. However, such major and solemn traditional gladiatorial fights are relatively rare after all. In order to meet everyone's viewing needs, professional gladiators were born. At first, it was just specially trained slaves, prisoners of war, or death row inmates, armed with short swords and shields, fighting each other. But now, with the expansion of our orcs in Kalimdor, gladiatorial matches have almost become Kalimdor's first entertainment. Winning a competitive season is a national icon. So becoming a great gladiator is now the pursuit of many people. Many of the young people of the tribe are eager to try it! He glanced at Glens, who was on his shoulder, and finally summed it up sarcastically: "Of course, such emotions are difficult for the forgotten to understand. β
Xia smiled and didn't speak. Of course, the forsaken could not be enthusiastic about such an activity that was simply a luxury for the forsaken - because the forsaken had no offspring. Every compatriot is a precious resource.
Although it is an alliance, just as the Forsaken cannot understand that the highest ideal of orcs is glory. The orcs could not understand that the Forsaken existed for the purpose of revenge.
"My idol is the champion of the last edition, Bloody Eyes! He's fantastic. Already a two-time champion!! Last year, I killed that trolls stupid pig big guy in one fell swoop! Brother Rotal, I bet with you he's going to win three times in a row! As a child, Glens was completely unaware of the rift between Thea and Rotal. He interjected excitedly, his eyebrows fluttering, his hands dancing. It's like seeing it with your own eyes.
Rotal sighed slightly: "Hey...... Glens, you're going to lose. Because, he's dead! β
"Dead?" Glens screamed in disbelief: "Oh my God, what's so good about the competitive season without the bloody eye!" β
Xia comforted Glens, who obviously looked listless, and said, "Don't worry, there will always be better gladiators!" β
"That's right! I wonder what kind of gladiators will be trained this year by Master Leiga (the owner of Bloody Eye)? "Children are just good at coaxing. Inspired by this, Glens immediately perked up.
Speaking of this, Rotal was even more listless: "They're already here. Is. It's better not to come...... Two elves and a human, I'm not interested in watching it. β
"Huh? I can't believe it! Even little Glens was furious, "Master Rhaul didn't choose an orc this time!" β
As they spoke, they had reached the area where the gladiators were.
"Just take a look here, don't run around." Rotal admonished.
"Okay, Brother Rotal, if you can get me some cactus fruit, I'll stand here honestly and don't move. Otherwise, I'll go and tell Sister Mina that you're bullying me. Glens chuckled slyly at him.
"You stinky boy! Wait! Although Rothal said fiercely, he turned and went to get him the fruit.
"Cactus fruit?" Sia asked Glens curiously, "Why do you want to eat this?" β
"It's delicious, Miss Shia, you'll know it once you've eaten it. Because there are few outsiders coming in from the Valley of Strength. Therefore, only the cacti here can still harvest the fruit, and the outside has long been harvested. You sit here and wait for Brother Rotal, I'll go over there and take a look and come back." β
"That's not good, where are you going, I'll go with you." Thea said and took Glens's hand, she didn't dare let the monkey run around.
To prevent the gladiators from escaping. The outside of the gladiatorial area was fenced off with a high wooden fence. Through the gap in the wooden fence, you can see that there are really various races inside. There were even races that Sia had never seen before.
Glens looked at it probingly, and muttered, "I don't know which team is Master Leiga." β
Thea, on the other hand, was curious about another voice.
It was a few orcs fighting on the side, humming loudly with undulating syllables, combined with the roar of weapon strikes, forming a passionate and heroic song.
Her attentive expression caught Glens's attention.
"Is Miss Shia listening to the war song?" He said proudly, "That is the characteristic tradition of the Warsong Clan, and their warriors will chant aloud ancient tunes when facing the enemy, which gives them courage and strength, which is also the origin of the Warsong Clan's name." β
"Indeed, very exciting!" Thea nodded.
"Miss Shia. Do you know how to sing war songs? Will the Forsaken also have a war song? Glens asked suddenly curiously.
Thea was stunned by the question, and her thoughts kept backtracking, backtracking. Then a melody sounded in her head.
"Whose soul fragments are scattered in the middle of the battlefield
Invisible but sharper than thorns
The flag fluttered, killing all sides, bleeding but not retreating
The long night will finally usher in the dawn
There is no exit to escape, who dares to admit to making mistakes
Courage is the only way to be truly liberated
I was afraid of trembling hands, and I learned to clasp them tightly
Give yourself a commitment
The dawn of dawn, the future is mine
I've tasted bitterness, stubbornness is mine
The heart glows faintly but hotly
Faith in the Light is possible
You're going to glow youlivefht......"
She sang unconsciously, so skillfully and fluently, as if she had sung it a thousand times: "The future is mine at the dawn of the hour." Tasted bitterness and stubbornness is my ......"
"Shut up!"
A roar that sounded like thunder. interrupted her meditative state.
psοΌ
When I was conceiving this volume, I always wanted to find an exciting song to write about the arena, and I was amazed when I heard Zhang Shaohan's occasionally. Especially the high and tide parts, I feel that I don't need to change it at all, so inspirational. Highly recommended.
Another: The show is about to start, and by the way, I will send a benefit to the brain-opening Ninghai girl.