Chapter Twenty-Four: The Downcast Thrall

In the Warcraft game, Song Zheng is naturally very familiar with orcs, but since he came to this world, it is the first time he has really seen orcs.

In fact, when he was in Nanhai Town, he also secretly inquired about the orcs, only to learn that those orcs had become prisoners after their defeat more than ten years ago, and were currently imprisoned in Dunhold, which was very far away from Nanhai Town.

"Didn't you say that the orcs were still locked up in concentration camps, how could there be ...... in this mountain forest?"

The orc in front of him was very tall, with crooked muscles, wearing only a tattered linen trousers, although he had no weapons, but judging from his size, it was estimated that his combat effectiveness would not be much worse.

Song Zheng couldn't help but secretly call out that he was unlucky, and finally got rid of Sunderland's pursuit, but encountered a more dangerous orc.

"I don't know if this musket can kill an orc with one shot......" Song Zheng touched the dwarven musket in his arms, although he had killed two syndicate thieves with a musket before, but they were all fired at a very close distance.

Now he didn't dare to let the orc get close to him, so he directly pulled out the dwarven musket and prepared to fire a shot first.

However, to his speechlessness, before the gunshots rang out, the burly orc had already fallen abruptly.

"No, the acting skills are so exaggerated...... Anyway, you have to wait for me to shoot, and you will fall again......" Song Zheng was stunned.

However, he soon realized that the orc's fall had nothing to do with him, but rather a deep scar on the orc's back.

Rao is orc's skin is rough and thick, but this wound has been deeply visible to the bone, because it has not been treated in time, the wound has even begun to inflame, and more importantly, it has not been able to stop the bleeding, and I don't know how much blood has been shed along the way, it is estimated that this is also the real reason why the orc suddenly fell into a coma.

"It looks like this guy is probably the same as me, and he was chased and killed and hid in this mountain...... Since I met here, it can be regarded as fate, so I will save you once. Song Zheng looked at the orc's wound, hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a small vial of red potion.

This is a healing potion that he used to buy from the black market at a high price in Nanhai Town, although it is only made by a magic apprentice, it is quite effective when used for general trauma, it can be drunk or applied directly to the wound.

It is said that in Lordaeron's army, each soldier would carry several vials of these healing potions throughout the year in case they were needed.

However, it is precisely because this healing potion is a military item that it is rarely seen in the outside market, and only some people in the black market secretly sell it at a high price.

What made Song Zheng a little depressed was that this was enough for humans to use once, but it was still a little insufficient for the burly orcs in front of him.

"I can only use some bandages again......" Song Zheng bandaged this orc a little helplessly, his bandaging technique was naturally far inferior to that of Xiao Sally, so that it looked more like he was tying up this orc.

Just when he was secretly lamenting that the healing profession was not good, the orc woke up, and just turned over and lifted Song Zheng away, and at the same time, the huge palm had already clenched into a fist and smashed towards Song Zheng.

Song Zheng immediately instinctively dodged, but the orc's fist had not stretched out far before it had stopped abruptly.

"You're saving me?" The orc's gaze fell on the already empty medicine bottle in Song Zheng's hand, looking a little surprised.

Song Zheng was also surprised, but what he was surprised was that this orc actually spoke a human language and had a pure accent.

"You...... Speak the language of humans? Song Zheng asked suspiciously.

"Well, thank you for saving me...... That potion is expensive, isn't it, why would you use it to save me? The orc said hesitantly, and at the same time his expression relaxed.

"Everyone is equal, orcs are also people, the same is life, since I met you, I can't see death without help, although this healing potion is not cheap, but compared to life, it is not worth mentioning." Song Zheng was talking nonsense casually, but he felt a little distressed about the healing potion in his heart, if it weren't for the ease of his gold coins, it was estimated that he would really be reluctant to use these high-priced potions at will.

"You are a good man of good character, just like Taresha, and I will remember your kindness." The orc nodded gratefully.

"Taressa...... This name seems to be a little familiar......" Song Zheng frowned slightly, this should be a woman's name, but he couldn't remember where he had heard of this name for a while.

"My name is Sal, I don't know your name yet, I will definitely repay you for saving your life in the future." The orc said solemnly, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Sal?!" When Song Zheng heard this, Huo Ran got up.

There may be a lot of people with the same name among humans, and even Arthas may have the same name, but there seems to be only one orc named Thrall!

And Taresa must have been the human woman who helped Thrall escape from Dunholk, so it was no wonder that he felt a little familiar.

Sal was surprised at the moment, obviously puzzled why Song Zheng had such a big reaction after hearing his name.

"Ahem...... So you're Saar, I've heard of you, you seem to be the champion of gladiators. Song Zheng hurriedly laughed to hide his gaffe.

Thrall now looks like he has just escaped from Dunholk Castle, and he is still injured a lot, and he must have been the most depressed time of his life, far from becoming the great chief of the famous tribe.

However, as long as time passes, this Thrall can definitely grow into one of the many powerhouses in Azeroth, and his identity as a 'World Sa' is definitely a thick enough thigh, as long as he takes the opportunity to hold this thigh now and have a good relationship with Thrall, who is at a low point in his life at this time, maybe there will be no problem in traveling to Orgrimmar as an old friend of Thrall in the future.

Thinking of this, Song Zheng couldn't help but secretly get excited, he had inadvertently become the lifesaver of the big chief of the tribe!

"I used to be a gladiator, but that's all in the past, and now...... I'm just a fugitive, and if I hadn't met you, I guess it would have been hard to survive. Sal looked a little frustrated.

At this time, Thrall was still too young, and had just escaped from Dunholk Castle, and his heart could be said to be relatively pure, even naïve.

However, Song Zheng also had a small doubt in his heart, if this Thrall hadn't met him, and he didn't know if he would really die in this barren mountain and wilderness, then would the historical process of Azeroth change......

Or ...... I traveled into this world and saved Thrall, and it was also some kind of fate? ”