Gul'dan had never been so frightened.

Even when he was reprimanded by the elders of the clan and almost kicked out of the Shadow Moon Clan, he was never so frightened.

He was choked by fate—no, he was choked by the throat by Tornatyiu.

A normally strong orc warrior with a height of about two to two meters three or four.

For example, that Kargas, he was very strong and tall. With a height of about 2.4 meters, it is not much shorter than the average sand-blooded troll adult male who had no nutrition at the beginning, and it is more than twice as strong.

However, Kargas belongs to the Rambo type among orcs, and there may only be one or two for 10,000 orcs.

The normal one should be about two meters.

Modra's human-girl form is only about 1.6 meters. The group of human sailors led by Sara were relatively tall, one meter nine or two meters tall.

Most of the humans in the sailors are about 1.8 meters, and some are relatively short and even only Modra tall.

This is similar to the comparison between the size of orcs and humans in the game plot or movie CG.

And the Gul'dan in front of him, he is probably the thinner one among the orcs. Nearly as tall as a human adult male, but thinner than a human male.

In terms of body type comparison.

He was choked by the throat by Tornatyiu, like a first-grader who was choked by an adult bodybuilding champion.

He wanted to beg for mercy.

But the throat was choked, and the whole words could not be spoken.

He wanted to rebel.

However, even with his hands and feet, his fists and feet could not touch Tonatiu's body.

He saw the killing intent in the terrifying troll in front of him.

Gul'dan didn't know why Tonatiu specifically singled himself out to kill, even if he wanted to kill orcs and make an example of orcs, he should also pick those orc warriors who were stronger than himself to kill.

What kind of hero is it to pick yourself so thin?

He struggled, his eyes full of intent begging for mercy.

However, it doesn't seem to work.

He could feel the troll's three fingers, as thick as his forearm, gradually gaining strength, gripping him like steel.

It doesn't matter who it is!

It doesn't matter who it is!

Help me, help me!

Guldan, who couldn't make a sound, cried out for help in his heart.

Suddenly.

The young orc felt the horror troll's hand loosen, and he smashed himself into the prison.

Saved!

Young Gul'dan inhaled and breathed in large gulps.

He had never felt that the air was so sweet.

Even if the air in the prison was filled with feces and food scraps, and the rotten smell of the rain.

Who saved himself?

Or does he not want to kill himself anymore?

Panting for breath, Gul'dan looked at Tonatiu and the trolls.

He saw the trolls disperse in the rain, and a dozen dark figures appeared in the dim lights of the captive camp.

“Ahj！ D1dln akhg jab

!” One of the dark shadows said this to the Troll King.

The trolls didn't understand.

Gul'dan understood.

The caged orcs and the captives of some other orc motley unit could understand.

Because the shadow spoke the language of Draenor, the orc, he said, "Go to hell and report." Troll, my master has declared your death. ”

Shadows flashed.

These dozen or so black shadows turned into afterimages in the rain and pounced on the trolls.

Their main target was none other than Tonatyiu, who had just choked Gul'dan by the throat.

It's our people!

It's an orc assassin!

It seems that it is still the Shadow Council of Naozu, an assassination and assassination organization that is extremely terrifying in orc legends.

Only the orcs who are the best at assassination, the best at hiding, and the best at deception can be selected into this organization.

For the past year, the Shadow Council has been able to stop the little cubs from crying at night within the orcs. The opponents of Naozu who died at their hands could fill up all the Sunspring lakes in Nagrand.

Let's put it this way, the reputation of the Shadow Council among the orcs in this world. Probably like the Ming Dynasty's East Factory, West Factory, and Jinyiwei combined, their reputation at their peak.

Gul'dan had even heard that there were even demons in the Shadow Council...... It is said that the leader of the Shadow Council, the one who is directly responsible to the great Neozu, may be a great demon.

Now the Shadow Council has stepped in.

They were ready to kill the terrifying troll.

Not only Guldan, but all the orcs in the captive camp were excited.

The shadows of the Shadow Council have attacked.

They turned into shadows, they were so terrifying, they were like phantoms.

The curtain of rain was cut open by them.

When the troll died a tragic death, the curtain of fate was sliced open.

The only fate for trolls is death!

Gul'dan stood up excitedly.

He wants the trolls to be killed! He hoped that the Shadow Council would save him.

He hopes that he can take this opportunity to join this powerful organization.

Kill him!

Kill him!

The young orc's pupils were filled with bloodthirsty excitement. He clutched the cage rails with both hands, and he didn't care when the rain rushed in and hit him.

Peng!

Peng!

More than a dozen soft sounds sounded in a row.

Gul'dan's pupils widened.

How can it be?

That's impossible!

The Shadow Council, which is invincible and never fails in the legend.

At least 10 or more Assassins pounce on the troll leader. But instead of killing him, they were kicked and smashed to the ground by him almost one by one, or with a punch.

The other trolls didn't even have time to move.

The troll king didn't even take out his weapon, but with his hands and feet, he had already beaten a dozen assassins to the ground.

Gul'dan opened his mouth wide.

The orc captives in the cage opened their mouths wide.

Those non-orc orc armies and miscellaneous troops also opened their mouths wide.

Burst!

A sound sounded as if a watermelon had been trampled on.

In the rainy night, he was knocked to his stomach by the Troll King, and the head of the Assassin closest to him was crushed.

Gul'dan shuddered.

It was as if he were the orc assassin whose head was crushed.

The other orcs couldn't understand what Tonatiu was saying, but Gul'dan, who had eaten the voodoo frog, understood.

The Troll King said, "Leave two alive, and kill the others." Let the sacrifices of Ghani and Shadra all be dispatched, and it is likely that the enemy Assassins have infiltrated it. ”

"Also, all the captives in the camp. If there is a changer, kill it! ”

Gul'dan was cold.

I don't know if it was rained.

Still scared by the Troll King.

Burst!

The Troll King walked out, when he passed by an orc assassin who was beaten down by him and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

A kick on the Assassin's head.

There was a crunch.

The head blooms again.

Gul'dan shuddered again.

He crawled into the deepest part of the prison, squeezing into a crowd of frightened orc captives.

This troll is terrifying.