Chapter 201 For Honor
The orc's name is Bradrick, he is a fifth-order hunter, about thirty years old, with a pair of huge fangs, the left fang is broken in half for some reason, but this makes him look more sturdy, the jaw is wide and large, there is a rough beauty, the head is shaved all around, leaving the most vigorous hair in the middle tied into a braid, which invisibly increases his height by more than ten centimeters.
Bradrick wore a sheepskin shoulder on a hot day, a pair of faded leather boots on his feet, and a pair of iron bracers on his wrists.
"Winster, didn't I say that we really should find a reliable fighter, him? Tsk, the waist board is not as thick as my arm, how can he be a qualified fighter. "Sitting in the tavern, Bradrick still had a lot of doubts about me as the main fighter of the team.
I'm tired of Bradrick's nagging along the way, one by one I'm too thin, one by one he has better candidates for fighters, especially if I haven't fully recovered now I have to let him know why the flowers are so red.
"I said where did you find this bastard, not to mention the fat head and big ears, but also with a body of miscellaneous hair, you look at other orcs, which one is not smooth, why does this guy have a body of vigorous hair, I can smell the sour smell of his body ten meters away." Ignoring Bradrick, I complained directly to Winster.
Bang!
BradΓ©ric took the case, and the huge figure enveloped me, pointed at my nose and scolded, "Bastard, if you dare to talk about my hair again, I will let you taste the horror of the orcs." β
"I'm sorry, but as a walking corpse, I can tell you responsibly that walking corpses don't need to breathe, so...... If you want to smoke me with your body odor, that's impossible. β
"You...... You bastard, I'm going to duel with you, duel with you in the glory of an orc. β
"Duel is fine, just wait until I'm healed."
"You have injuries?"
"Nonsense, if I hadn't been hurt, I would have beaten you up a long time ago, and I would have to wait for you to duel with me?"
Poof!
Carol was amused by my words, stood up and returned Braderrilla to her seat, and asked curiously, "Sunwind, were you injured by the black dragon Orknesia?" β
Kindness? The news spread so fast, and Carol already knew what happened the day before yesterday?
"That's right, Onexia did all this." I'm not too embarrassed to tell Sylvanas about beating me.
When it was confirmed from my mouth that I had indeed fought with Onexia, Carol and the others opened their mouths and let out exclamations in disbelief, especially Bradrick, who was babbling at me a moment ago.
"By the way, how do you know what's going on in Fireplace Valley?" Suppressing these "turtles", I also asked my questions.
Carroll said: "I heard from Marshal Akibald. β
"That's right." Seeing that I was still a little confused, Winster explained, "Didn't Your Majesty set a two-month period with the Ashes Messenger in the first place? We discussed waiting for you to come back and go to the Hillsbrad Hills together, and it happened that we met Marshal Archibald yesterday, and he told us that you were injured by the black dragon Onexia, and now you are living in the Royal Quarter, so we are coming to the Royal Quarter to look for you today. β
"Do you know Archibald well? He's going to tell you these things? I said suspiciously.
Carol said with a smug face: "Winster's current rank is captain, my military rank is second lieutenant, even Godor is also a sergeant, we have made great contributions in the Western Plague Land in the two months you are away." β
Nima, hurt my self-esteem, I am such a good person, I am a red man in front of Sylvanas, a great apprentice of Archibald, and I have won a rare friendship for the forsaken and the silver hand, and I have exposed the true face of Onexia, and I was almost burned into charcoal by Onexia, and even I don't have any military rank, I didn't think that Winster and the others would become captains, ensigns, and sergeants.
"How many soldiers do you have?" Although I'm still a big soldier, my good brothers are all officials, how can my buddies pretend to be a force, isn't it?
"I'm an honorary captain, Carol is an honorary second lieutenant, and Godor is an honorary sergeant, so we don't lead the soldiers into battle, we just do some special operations." Winster said.
"Hey, I've been doing it for a long time and I'm still the commander of the light pole, what are you dragging if you don't have soldiers." I said nonchalantly.
"Quack!" Godor laughed, "But people with lower ranks than us should also call us sir." β
Seeing Goddor's smug appearance, I got angry, kicked him hard and said: "Let you fart, Lao Tzu will surpass you in the rank of a minute when you go to the battlefield, I want Lao Tzu to call you a chief and wait for the next life." β
Godor sat on the ground with a depressed face and did not speak.
"So you're willing to go with us to the Hillsbrad Hills?" Winster asked.
I said angrily, "Nonsense, of course I'm going to Hillsbrad Hills, I still have accounts to settle with those bitches in Stormwind." β
Although there is no direct conflict with the envoys of Stormwind City in Hearthvale (except for Onexia), I am angry when I think of those swaggering stinky farts, especially Marin's old boy, who dares to make a war with Her Majesty, and I still have to avenge Her Majesty?
"Great, we're afraid you don't want to go to war with the living." Carol said happily.
I glanced at Carol strangely, it is true that the war in the hills of Hillsbrad is different from the war in the Western Plaguelands, it is a real bloody battle, and those guys in Stormwind are not extremely evil people like the undead scourge, but how to put it, the Alliance is the enemy of the tribe after all, and the Forsaken will inevitably go to war with Stormwind when they join the tribe, not only for glory, but also for territory and materials.
This is the inevitability of historical development, if you don't fight him, he will inevitably hit you, there is no way to avoid it, since it cannot be avoided, then as a member of the Forsaken, I must fight for the Forsaken.
Since there is a war, then the dead are inevitable, but how can there be no dead in the war? Moreover, the dead on the battlefield are also completely different from the dead in the alchemy room for living experiments.
I figured this out after learning that the Horde and the Alliance were at war, and I don't know what would happen to the actual battlefield, but I guess I'll do my duty.
"What do you think, I'm not a gentleman. Besides, I have to fight for the rank. (To be continued.) )