As it turned out, Izzy was right in his ill-intentioned judgment of Medivan, the man's purpose in saving the orcs was to make them a stepping stone to his insane ideals from the beginning. net

As she pondered what Medivan had said, Izzy felt as if she had found herself in a dilemma.

Medivan tried to use the orcs who remained in Draeno as hostages to make the orcs and humans go to war, and war meant hatred, and once the gears of hatred between the two races began to turn, it was almost impossible to stop until one was cut down.

If he didn't do what Medivan thought, all the orcs left behind in Draenor would starve to death, and eighty percent of the population of the orc race would be left there, and Izzy would not let them all starve to death in Draenor no matter what.

I have to say that Medivan is very slippery with this hand, once the tribe starts a war, it will enter an endless sinkhole, and if it does not start a war, Draenor will starve all over the field, and in the face of such a choice, it is really aggrieved that Izzy wants to vomit blood, and he can't find any good solution for the time being.

"Medivan, let's get started!" Izzy gritted his teeth as he glanced back at Karazhan's tower, and led the warriors out of the upwind trail and into the realm of the Sunshine Forest.

Izzy figured it out, war was inevitable, and as the leader of the orcs, it was impossible for him to give up the lives of his people, but even so, Izzy believed that the relationship between orcs and humans would not deteriorate to the extent that it did in the official history of Warcraft.

In the canonical history, the orcs drank the evil blood of Manolos and became the puppets of the Burning Legion, and their crimes are too numerous to mention, slaughtering civilians, even babies and children, and using the souls of human civilians as firewood for evil powers.

But the tribe they led was not infected by evil powers, they knew what it meant to be a soldier, and with the glorious faith that Izzy had instilled in them, they would never do such a thing.

In the hearts of these orc warriors, there is no glory in slaughtering unarmed civilians, and the slaughter of children is an unforgivable sin, which only undermines their glory, and for the belief in glory, the warriors can only think that glory is better than life!

However, in just three years, Izzy did not dare to guarantee that all orcs accepted such beliefs, but Izzy dared to guarantee that at least the three warbands that came to Azeroth this time would be able to discipline themselves and abide by discipline.

Because the three battle groups brought this time not only have layers of selection and carefully selected elite soldiers, but also have several commanders with noble character.

In addition to the Glory Vanguard led by Izzy himself, the other three warbands are the Dreadnought Band, led by Durotan and Janar, the Glory Band, led by the Sarufar brothers, and the Iron Warband, led by Itrig and Orgrim.

The commanders under his command are all such a lineup, and Izzy is not worried about discipline at all, but he feels as if he is the most vicious villain compared to these people!

Of course, despite this, Izzy also knows that hatred will definitely breed, but at least it will not develop to the point where it is out of control like in the official history of Warcraft, and only in this way, the alliance and the tribe will still have the possibility of peaceful coexistence in the future.

Thinking like this, Izzy suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, his hands may not have been stained with the blood of innocents, but the fact that his hands are stained with blood cannot be denied, such a self, after coming to this world, has been seeking peace, which is really embarrassing.

"Chief, we have spotted a strange town ahead. ”

The scout's report interrupted Izzy's self-pity, and Itch, who had come back to his senses, felt a little puzzled, and he asked:

"Strange town, what's a strange law?"

The orc scout thought for a moment and replied, "The people in that town, they don't feel normal, they seem to be crazy, you'd better go and see for yourself." ”

"You'd better make it clear to me now, if the chief has to do everything himself, then what do you want you to do?" the Glory Vanguard Scout Captain scolded, behind Izzy.

"Okay, Garrosh, don't you know the scouts you trained yourself? Since he said so, he must be 100% sure that he can't judge the real situation, and you have to criticize it, and wait until we are sure of the situation. ”

Garrosh nodded, and said nothing more, except for his own father, Garrosh only obeyed Izzy.

It's ridiculous that the chief of the Warsong Clan failed to pass the expeditionary force's selection, but the son of Gromash did, and Izzy had always deliberately instilled some knowledge about the duties and honors of the Garrosh in Garrosh, so the code of conduct of the Warsong chieftain also had an influence on the son of the Warsong chief.

Although Garrosh is still as aggressive and reckless as his father at times, he has begun to resemble a bit like Izzy in the way he thinks about problems, and Garrosh agrees with Izzy's approach to problems, the way he deals with problems as sensibly as possible, which makes Garrosh feel that only then can he make the best decision for the orcs.

Izzy also made Garrosh a member of the Glory Vanguard, tasked with teaching the Scout skills of the Warsong Clan to the Scouts of the Glory Vanguard.

You know, for the sake of justice, even Mogolin didn't let him come on this expedition, and Galoka was left behind in Draenor because of her superior logistics management skills, but Mogorin was stupid! It's only in recent years that Izzy has discovered that this stinky boy can't settle down in front of him, and he is actually like a bully outside, although he is not a traitor, but he is definitely not satisfactory in terms of discipline.

As he spoke, Izzy and the others had arrived at the outskirts of the town, and Izzy glanced at it and understood that what the scout said was true, let alone ordinary scouts, even Izzy couldn't understand what was going on.

In that town, a group of humans were doing some kind of ritual, some kind of evil ritual.

Izzy took out the map of the Eastern Continent that he had obtained from Medivenna, and after looking at it repeatedly, he determined that this should be the Sunshine Town of the Sunshine Forest, a very famous resort in the human realm, and perhaps renamed the Night Town in the future.

What's wrong with this town, how did it become like this, it's like the nest of a cult organization, the whole town is shrouded in a layer of purple demonic brilliance, where countless human cultists kneel on the ground neatly, reciting some kind of incantation that sounds like it makes people's scalps tingle.

Izzy glanced at the map again, wondering, could it be that he had gone wrong? I wanted to go to Sunshine Town, but now I'm running to Innsmouth? ）

After thinking about it for a while, Izzy had a respectful attitude towards these cult things, and he decided to let the vanguard army bypass this town and move in the direction of Red Ridge Mountain, where they would find a way to contact humans, normal humans, and these cultists were definitely not within the scope of normal people.

Thinking like this, Izzy had just made a gesture for the warriors to retreat, but suddenly saw that the cult's ritual came to an abrupt end, and Izzy hurriedly signaled everyone not to move, silently observing the situation in that town.

It was as if all the humans in that town had suddenly froze, and there was no movement, and the situation was so stalemate, and just as Izzy's patience was about to run out, something changed in the town.

The moonlight, obscured by the dark clouds, pierced through the shackles of the clouds and shed its brilliance, and the pale moonlight shone on the humans after passing through the purple evil light that enveloped the town.

The group of humans immediately began to tremble en masse, and Izzy watched in horror as they roared wildly, scratching their skin with their fingers, before letting out a terrible scream that transformed into a wolf-looking humanoid beast.

"Werewolf!

Feeling bad from the bottom of his heart, Izzy was just about to let the warriors retreat, when he felt a breeze blowing, and Izzy was horrified to see the group of werewolves shrug their noses, and then collectively turned their heads to look in the direction where they were hiding.

"It's broken!" Realizing what was about to happen, Izzy felt depressed, but he reacted immediately and shouted, "The whole army is in formation, ready to meet the enemy!"

(End of chapter)