Actually, Oss's plan is really not too innovative. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you replace Durotan in front of Oss with any Chinese on the earth, even a child who has just entered elementary school, he should be able to say his first two steps, from the famous "Thirty-six Plans"! Even if this kid can't explain what the "Thirty-six Strategies" are, he should know a famous mantra - "Thirty-six Strategies Go to the Upper Scheme"!

The situation here is very different, whether it is Azeroth or Draenor, the individual power tends to be infinitely stronger, so that these schemes have never developed much. Even if some of the more subtle strategies have been developed, most of them are based on the method of "magic", which is not very clever.

Therefore, up to now, except for Janar, who is still unhappy with Oss and stubbornly calls Oss a "cunning Terran dog", Durotan and Drektar have some admiration for Oss.

However, admiration is admiration, trust is trust, Durontan is very clear, not to mention taking into account the safety of the frostwolf clan and the fate of the entire orc race!

The wise chieftain, who was a rarity among the orcs, did not shy away from Aus, and consulted with the clan's shaman, Drektar, for a long time, and raised his questions about the first two steps of the plan: "If you want to make my death public in the north, don't you want to tell everyone that our Frostwolf Clan is hiding here?" ”

Hearing the meaning of Dulongtan's words, he found that the three orcs in front of him finally stopped holding on to the people he recommended, and Ooss suddenly felt a sense of relief: "Regarding the arrangement of your frost wolf clan, I naturally have taken it into account, and this matter can be discussed in detail at the end." ”

Durotan nodded and continued to ask, "You asked me to fake my death to blind Gul'dan and smuggle back to the south to find those compatriots you mentioned, but why did you want to go back to Draenor?" The man you want to kill with our hand is not Gul'dan? ”

"To tell you the truth, even if you find all the comrades I recommend, I don't believe that you can kill Guldan." What Oss said sounded too contemptuous on the surface, and seeing Durotan's anger rising, he added, "I don't believe you can kill Gul'dan, not because I don't believe in your power!" You must know that Gul'dan's ability is not only reflected in magic, he can be chosen by the Burning Legion, and he can play with your entire orc race and the Draenei in applause, which is not something ordinary people can do! ”

Durotan did not show convincing or unconvinced for this reason, and he did not want to delay time on trivial issues: "Tell me all at once!" ”

Oss organized a few words and said in one breath: "Your hometown of Draenor has the truth you want, and at the same time the root of all problems!" It's been nearly six years since the Dark Gate opened, and Draenor is sure to surprise you! There, you're sure to find traces of demons and the culprit who has polluted your entire orc race, the Abyss Lord! ”

Durotan had already understood thoroughly, and he pointed to a fat sand shadow and said thoughtfully, "You mean, the real mission of our team - Manolos?" ”

"That's right, Manolos! Killing Gul'dan, the demon's spokesman, is nothing to the Burning Legion! Only by killing the Abyss Lord Manolos will you be able to break free from the shackles of demonic blood and usher in true freedom! Oss gave a definite goal, and then said, "Besides, Draenor has the last comrade I recommended for you!" ”

"Who?"

"Chief of the Warsong Clan, Grom Hellroar!"

As the name was pronounced, Oss's own breathing became a little heavy. Compared to Oss, the three orcs present who had an intuitive impression of Grom Hell's roar and knew each other would let out a low roar in unison after hearing this name!

An orc who dares to single-handedly take on Goron!

An orc who dares to fight against the invincible Gorian Empire with his own strength!

A warrior who dares to take the Warsong clan with him, an orc who dies with the ogre!

Just one name has unparalleled power among all the clans of the orcs!

Oss used gravel to construct the sand shadow of the roaring of Grom Hell hidden in his heart! He said slowly: "Dulongtan, find those companions I mentioned before, with the skills of your super team, I don't guarantee whether you can successfully kill Manolos, but I am sure that even if you fail, you will still be able to escape!" But if anyone can kill Manolos......"

Auston paused, remembering the almost identical image from his memory twice, and finally said, "It's only Grom Hellroar!" ”

This sentence, in the strict sense of the word, shows not only Oss's faith in Grom's Hellroar, but also Oss's faith in the orcs.

This time, even Janar surprisingly did not refute, sitting on the ground with a pair of arms in his arms, his eyes thinking intently about his own thoughts. Durotan, on the other hand, was silent and did not make any statement, wondering if he had any scruples about it, or if Oss had said something wrong.

Just as Oss secretly came to the Alterac Valley to meet with Durontin, the chief of the Frostwolf Clan, and planned his next move in a joint posture of Terran and Orcs, the talks between the four clans continued in the royal city of the Terran kingdom of Lordaeron.

By the fourth day of the talks, the topic had turned to "the composition of the corps" and "the appointment of the corps commanders". And with the passage of time, the news that the four major races formed an "alliance" against the orcs has spread to all parts of the continent, all races, all forces, all people, and so on through various ways.

At this time, located in the westernmost part of the entire Hongling Mountain Range, in a hidden mountain col, the foundation covering an area of more than 1,500 square meters had just been built with rough boulders.

It's not exquisite, but it's not too rudimentary, and it is not yet known what kind of superstructure will be built. From the current point of view, it can only be found from its empty structure that it seems to be a huge platform-type structure.

Descending down the mountain road in front of the foundation, there is a camp with a rough style, full of watchtowers and spikes. And in one of the largest buildings, an orc with a rickety figure hiding his whole body in a cloak, leaving only a pair of blood-red pupils exposed, was questioning the three small things in front of him.

"Alliance?" Hearing the news just now, the orc didn't seem to hear it clearly, and as if he was very surprised, he asked repeatedly.

The little thing standing in the middle had slender ears straight up, a contrived smile on his face, and rubbed his hands together to say flatteringly: "That's right, my patron, this is the most explosive news of the moment!" Terrans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, they have formed an alliance! And against you! My dearest patron, this news is definitely worth a hundred gold coins! ”

"Explosive?" The orc who asked the question sat steadily on the main seat, not only did his expression not move, but he did not even move.

"Yes, explosive!"

“rakkas‘mishun！”

The orc suddenly raised his left hand, accompanied by a jerky and strange language, and with a light wave, a blood-colored flame like lightning struck into the chest of the goblin who replied!

"Uh...... Click......"

The satin shirt on the goblin couldn't stop the magic at all. Flames poured into his chest, and his small body turned fiery red in a second! He wanted to raise his hands to cover his chest, but he couldn't! Even if you want to utter a complete sentence begging for mercy, you can't do it!

"Bang!"

There was a bang, and the goblin's body was just like what he had said before - explosive! Flesh and blood were sprinkled all over the ground, and also on his companions to the left and right! It's like two moving steaks sprinkled with a thick ketchup!

"Don't waste my time, I only listen to what I ask." The orc's left arm thumped down naturally, as if nothing had just happened.

"How can you do that! We are your employees! We're working for you! One of the goblins who hid by the wall suddenly saw that his companion was directly blown up and sprinkled with flesh and blood, and he was so excited that he lost his heart and asked so loudly!

"Death entanglement, devour your bones and blood!" The orc's right hand swung the staff, and a green phantom popped out of the top of the staff, shooting into the goblin's head in an instant.

The skin of the goblin shrank at a visible rate, and the green skin, which had appeared dry, completely turned into a dry vine; The flesh and blood of his whole body gathered towards his head; Even the hard bones become like crispy caramel!

After three or five breaths, the green phantom flew straight back to the orc's chest and merged into his body. A low groan that was not very comfortable, and a faint comment: "Ah...... Inferior bone blood! ”

At this moment, except for the clothes that were originally worn on the goblin by the wall, and the evaluation of the orc, there is no trace of this goblin's existence anymore!

The orc turned his gaze to the last goblin and asked without a hint of emotion, "Tell me about the Alliance." ”

"Yes, yes, my master!" The last surviving goblin hurriedly kowtowed a few heads, and the title changed from patron to master, "The alliance has been decided, it is made up of their four races, and an army has been formed to drive here!" My master, the talks of their alliance continue, listening to the rumors, it seems that the talks are ...... Say...... Say you ...... We...... There are still people behind our orcs, and we must do a greater war mobilization! ”

"Behind our orcs?" The orc muttered to himself, as if he had heard a very funny joke, "Hahahahaha!" Your soul belongs to me! ”

After laughing for a while, the orc pointed the tip of his staff at the last goblin, and a deep purple light shot straight into the goblin's forehead!

The faint light twitched slowly, like a pump pumping water!

In just a moment, the goblin's body fell limply, silently, without breath, without joy or anger, and without pain!