Gromash - Hellroar rolls over and jumps onto the walls of Dunhold Castle, just in time as the chief of the Warsong Clan and the most powerful warrior of the Warsong Clan, he usually takes the lead in war. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, what awaits him is not the sword of a human as he imagined, but an empty city wall.

One warrior after another of the Warsong Clan turned up, and they were the main force in the fortress attack.

Grommash nodded at them, and together they jumped off the wall from the other, opening the gates of the castle, and the hordes of orcs marched into the castle of Dunhold.

There was no resistance, and they did not encounter a single human in the entire Dunhold Castle, as they had all fled......

The orcs have won!

……

Thrall walked into the castle where he had been imprisoned for more than ten years, but this time not as a slave, but as its conqueror!

Jabbar walked behind him, looking at the young orc with interest. He had been secretly observing Thrall for many days, and from the blue swaddling cloth with a white wolf's head mark that he had been hiding on his body, Jabbar knew that Thrall was the son of Durotan and the rightful Frostwolf Chieftain...... Unlike those arrogant and impulsive normal orc youths, the calmness and wisdom that Thrall has shown for so many days is something that makes Jabbar have to be impressed.

Gromash came over with a blood-stained axe and said in a loud voice to Thrall, "Little one, those humans have run away, and I have pursued them to make them clear to them the cost of enslaving our people!" ”

Gromash had hacked several human guards to death with his axe, but that didn't satisfy his killing pleasure.

"No way!" Thrall pondered for a moment, seemingly hesitating, but finally shook his head: "Humans have horses, and they have been away for quite some time, it will be difficult for us to catch up with them......"

"You're wrong!" Gromash glanced at Thrall with some displeasure: "Even if humans are riding horses, the warriors of the Warsong Clan and I can still catch up with them!" ”

"Nope! It's just a small number of you, most of our warriors have just been released from the shelter, and they don't have that much stamina! Thrall still insisted on his opinion: "And Blackmore's troops are not as weak as you think, they are not numerous, and they are ......"

"You've fought in a few wars, and you're going to tell me Gromash-Hell's Roar, slave of humanity?" Grommash's voice grew angry, and he swung his axe at Thrall.

It was at Abdul-Jabbar's suggestion that he agreed to accept Thrall's command, but that meant a human slave could dictate to him!

"Grommash!" Jabbar stood in front of Sal and asked calmly, "You have promised me that you will accept Sal's leadership, do you want to break your promise?" ”

Gromash was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Jabbar, I really don't know why you listen to a human slave like this? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's a gut feeling!" Abdul-Jabbar said lightly: "But for now, I want to believe him!" ”

"Hopefully your instincts are fine!" Grommash dropped a word, turned and left.

At the same time, he also gave up the idea of pursuit.

"Gromash is actually a good orc, but occasionally he gets a little excited!" Abdul-Jabbar turned around and explained to Sal.

Thrall nodded, "I see...... I don't know why you're trusting me so much, Abdul-Jabbar, but I'll prove myself! ”

He raised his head and ordered the orc soldiers, "Don't celebrate, hurry up and collect the food and weapons left by the humans, and arm the people who come out of the shelter...... Humanity will make a comeback, they won't let us stay here, and we'll have to defeat their attack then! ”

With Jabbar's help, he set the task and settled his compatriots.

Thrall then walked around Dunhold Castle a few more times, and suddenly found a cottage.

It was Talesha's home, and he remembered that Talesha's mother fed himself with her milk here...... It was probably the only place he had ever felt warm at Dunhold Castle!

There was a hint of sadness in Thrall's eyes, and a hint of nostalgia, which was not a sentiment that orcs often experienced.

"You remember the human woman?" Abdul-Jabbar asked with a smile.

"She's not like the people in Blackmore, she's a good person!" Sal said thoughtfully.

"There are indeed good people among the human race!" Abdul-Jabbar nodded, because he happened to have met one too!

"Blackmore treats her very badly and bullies her a lot, I know that...... And whenever I cared about her, she always forced a smile and didn't make me sad...... I swear I'll save her from Blackmore! Sal clenched his fists.

Jabbar suddenly realizes how painful it must be for Thrall to do not pursue the human army that Dunhold escapes.

He suddenly had some conviction that Thrall would really lead the tribe to rise!

"We can do it!" Abdul-Jabbar nodded.

……

The sergeant trotted all the way to Blackmore, his face dejected.

"Didn't the orcs chase after them?" Blackmore asked with a gloomy face.

"Yes, sir!" The sergeant nodded: "If they are really going to chase after them, this time must have come!" ”

"These bastards!" Blackmore gritted his teeth and said, in his impression, the group of orcs is extremely warlike, and they will generally persistently pursue the fleeing human army, and Marshal Tulayan has defeated them many times with the help of the orcs in World War II!

And he also knew very well that with the help of the war horse, he and his troops had almost escaped from a range of dozens of miles, and it was impossible for the emaciated orcs in the detention center to catch up, so the only ones who could catch up were the group of Orcs who attacked the detention center, and it was already the end of the crossbow to chase here......

So here he set up an ambush, and when the time comes, he can defeat the orcs at ease, and cut off a few orcs to return to Lordaeron!

I didn't expect that this time it seemed to be miscalculated, could it be that this time the group of orcs actually learned well?

"Forget it, leave them alone, let's go to Lordaeron!" Spat in indignation, Blackmore said.

"Where is King Terenus?" The sergeant asked softly.

"Depending on your luck, maybe you can save a small life?" Blackmore sighed and mounted his warhorse.