But there wasn't just food here - Tarrama and his orc warriors walked through abandoned farms and granaries in their first few days into the Western Wilderness; He marked the granaries on a rudimentary map, recorded the location of the granaries, and headed deeper into the western wilderness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Finally, when Tarrama and his orc warriors passed by a farm, they were "pleasantly surprised" to find humans here - humans who had not yet had time to escape.

Tarrama interrogated the two humans—he had learned some simple lingua franca from the orc tribe's archchief when he had been with Orgrim Doomhammer—and that's why he's so trusted.

The human couple, the female, were apparently pregnant; Tarrama simply pressed the tip of the dagger against the woman's bulging lower abdomen, and the man was already weeping and saying everything he knew.

Tarrama led his orc warriors out with him, leaving the man's torn corpses in the open farmhouse - he didn't care if they would be used as a dinner for wild dogs and jackals.

For some time after that, Tarrama led his orc warriors south in the Wild West; They stormed every farm, but found no sign of humanity - a weak and cowardly race hid like voles in the Nagrand steppes.

It's just that Tarrama and his orc warriors have lost their way in this land - it is a completely foreign world to them - a strange race, a strange soil, a strange animal and a plant, a strange starry sky...... They don't even know how to tell the difference between east and west.

But now, all difficulties are in the past - after a long search, Tarrama has finally found this human settlement in the southern part of the wilderness, and the architecture of almost the same style as Stormwind tells him that this is definitely his destination.

Tarrama was thrilled by the discovery, and he took off the tomahawk from his back, a battle-hardened weapon that was already as unbearable as its owner.

However, as Tarrama got closer to the human town, he found that the town seemed to be prepared for their arrival.

Within Tarrama's field of vision alone, he could see a hundred heavily armed human soldiers—a number that was nothing to Tarama's eyes, of course, but the tall figure standing in front of all the human soldiers, dozens of paces away from the edge of the town, completely caught his eye.

It was a human warrior.

Tarrama narrowed her eyes and stopped in her tracks; The bloodcave orcs followed him, in a state of confusion at the leader's sudden stop.

Ignoring the restless group of bloodcave orcs, Tarrama took a closer look at the human warrior before realizing that the other was watching him as well.

Tarrama had never seen a human so strong—beneath the barrel-like, silvery-white plate armor that glistened in the sunlight, a body that was as tall as an orc.

The human warrior didn't have the same muscles and thick arms as the orcs, but his body was long and well-proportioned, and a long, thick heavy sword was stuck in the ground in front of him—if this was his weapon, then Tara had to admit that the other side was a very difficult enemy—and not even an orc could wield such a heavy weapon to fight.

Tarrama is not afraid of human provocations, and if the need arises, he will order his orc warriors to sweep through the human town like a gale, without even blinking an eye.

But Tarrama didn't do that—the orcs don't have mercy in their dictionaries, but they prefer to go it alone—and this is clearly another signal to the human warrior on the other side of the world.

"It's all for Lao Tzu to stand here!"

Tarrama shouted, then picked out a few strong Bloodcave Orcs to her right and left, motioning for them to follow her towards the daring human warrior.