Chapter 156: Tribes (2)

Garona Haver Olsen ran desperately on the black swamp muddy land, her face a little confused, and her eyes filled with tears!

Garona still doesn't quite understand why that strange voice appeared in her head at that time, and why she had to follow the voice's orders.

It was a strange voice, full of majesty, full of fierceness, which made Garona fear in her heart, and made Garona unable to resist...... Obeying the voice's call, she pulled out the blade hidden in her boots, and the tragic scene of Stormstorm Fortress occurred.

Garona actually likes Ryan-Ureon, the human king, unlike the orcs of the tribe. The orcs never looked down on Garona, and they even gave her the insulting nickname "Haval Olsen" (almost "mongrel"); King Lane is different, he is very kind, very gentle, and very gentlemanly...... And at the same time, it also gave Garona something she had never had before: respect!

Garona was saddened, saddened by the death of King Lane, and saddened by her own homelessness.

Humanity can no longer accept itself, and in their eyes they are murderers; As for the tribe, there is no affection for the tribe, for Garona......

"Who is it?"

A loud call woke Garona from her grief...... She remembered that it was now located in the Black Swamp, an area controlled by the tribe.

Three orcs approached, apparently patrolling the area......

"I'm Orc Garona." Garona roared, feigning rage: "I serve Gul'dan, Gul'dan of the tyrannical clan, you should be clear! ”

Few orcs looked up to Garona, but at the same time, few orcs dared to oppose Gul'dan...... So usually when Garona said Gul'dan's name, the orcs would flee in fear.

But today...... Something seems different!

When several orcs heard the name Guldan, their expressions suddenly changed, and then they surrounded them.

Garona was unaware of the changes that had taken place within the tribe, and when she saw the strong hostility of several orcs, she subconsciously took a few steps back.

Could it be that the news of his betrayal was discovered by Guldan...... He sent these orcs to catch himself! ”

You must escape! Garona realizes that she can no longer fall into Gul'dan's hands...... Without hesitation, turning her back, Garona tried to escape into the shadows......

But the orc at the head is faster than her.

The great axe flew over, and its handle struck Garona in the back...... Garona fell to the ground.

"Well done, Brooks!" A warrior shouted from the side, and then ran quickly.

Garona felt her hands and legs bound in chains.

"We have to hurry!" The orc, known as "Blox", whispered, "Bring this servant of Gul'dan to my brother and the Great Chief!" ”

……

Garona watched as several orcs took her to the chief's tent.

Are they going to bring themselves into the black hands...... The cruelty of the Black Hand is no stranger, and he will not show mercy to a "traitor".

Wait a minute......

Garona suddenly saw a surprising scene:

The Black Hand's hammer, called the "Dark Hand", was thrown to the ground very casually...... This is not the way an orc treats weapons.

And then...... Garona saw that next to the banner of the tribe, hung the head of an orc: the head of the black hand of the great chieftain!

"It can't be!" Garona's eyes were filled with shock.

An orc in black plate armor walked up to Garona...... Garona knows him, and he is the lieutenant of the Black Hand: Orgrim - Hammer of Doom.

Looking at the respectful eyes of the orcs around her, Garona vaguely realized something.

"I'm the new Great Chieftain of the Tribe!" The Hammer of Doom said in a deep voice, "Second ...... Haver Olsen, tell me about the orders Gul'dan has given you, and everything you know about the Shadow Council! ”

"I'm ......" Garona pursed her lips, she didn't want to talk about what had happened to her during this time...... In particular, she had taken refuge in humans.

"Kilrog!" The Hammer of Destruction commanded the Bloodcave Clan chieftain beside him.

"Great Chieftain......" Kilrog - Deatheye took two steps forward.

"Pry her mouth open...... I want to know everything she knows! The Hammer of Doom coldly ordered.

……

"Ah......h......h

The limbs were trembling slightly, and there was not a trace of blood on the skin on the upper and lower parts of the body......

It was the worst torture she had ever endured, and even Gul'dan had never treated her so cruelly.

She said everything...... No one can remain silent under such punishment.

Kilrog-Deadeye's eyes were filled with excitement as he hurried out of his cell, ready to receive important information and ask for credit from the trusted Grand Chief.

"What about her, Chief!" An orc next to him shouted, his hand making a clicking gesture.

Prisoners whose mouths are completely pried open are generally treated in this way.

"Forget it, throw her into the river of black blood and let her fend for herself!" A smile appeared on the corner of Kilrog's mouth: "Anyway, she is also the 'hero' of the tribe!" ”

……

Grand Chief Orgrim Doomhammer was lost in thought, analyzing the message from Kilrog Deadeye.

"There are still four strongholds in Gul'dan's Shadow Council, and Garona has already confessed to them all."

"That powerful human mage is dead, killed by the humans themselves, and the tribe will not face this biggest obstacle."

"The king of Stormwind was also assassinated by Garona, and the human race is now leaderless!"

Orgrim was a clear-headed orc, and he clearly understood that now was the tribe's best chance.

"Orders to each clan!" Orgrim commanded in a deep voice, "Quickly assemble the most powerful forces...... The time has come to show our strength and glory to those of humanity! ”

……

Following the river of black blood, Garona's body drifted downstream.

As a servant of Gul'dan, she is inflicted with multiple powerful runes, and her life force is much stronger than she imagined.

The joints of all her limbs were broken during the interrogation, and Garona was unable to move......

I don't know how long it's been drifting!

She was quietly awaiting, her death.

"Squeak......" Some terrifying footsteps approached Garona.

Then a hand with no flesh and blood, only white bones, reached over and examined Garona's injuries:

"An orc...... Looks like it's badly hurt! ”