The Shadow Moon Clan, the former tribal core of the Draenor Continent, is not as good as it used to be, after the defeat of Orgrim Doomhammer, most of the power-worshipping tribes still chose Gul'dan's shadow tribe, but some of the tribes influenced by the ancient shamanic dogma have rejoined the ancient power of Naozu, forming a force with the scattered tribes that were originally attached to him, making the ancient and majestic altar, The majestic and desolate tribal fortress has reappeared with a little bit of its former prosperity and glory. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unlike the Tempest Clan, the Roar Clan, and the Fangs, the entire Shadowmoon Tribe is now completely enveloped in solemnity and oppression, and they are quite aware of the calamity they are about to face, and only by breaking through it can the Orc Tribe usher in a ray of light, and every villager is now wearing blades and rudimentary armor, carrying various food supplies in and out of the dwelling, while an old Mai shaman with gray hair stands motionless on the altar, staring at it all like a stone sculpture.

Although both Naozu and Gul'dan are evil and powerful invaders to the Alliance, with the same desire for strength and power in their bones, and varying degrees of selfishness and cruelty hidden in their hearts, for the continent of Draenor and the orc tribe, the two names have diametrically opposite meanings, which can be seen from the choices they made in their original historical trajectories.

The former had indeed betrayed his entire tribe to demons, but it had all been deceived by Kil'gardan, who was far more important to him than ethereal power, and a large part of his thirst for power was due to duty.

The latter, the cunning yet powerful shaman, saw the entire tribe as a bargaining chip for his power, and everything could be discarded if necessary. If Neozu could be called a leader, he was a powerful ruler at best.

This fundamental difference made the Clan of Warsong, with the roaring of Grom Hell, willing to re-believe in the ancient leader of Naozu, and almost immediately after the Coalition's decision to counterattack Draenor was passed, it also positioned him as the first target that must be eliminated.

For the Alliance, Nao Zu is currently the only leader of the Orc Clan on the Draenor Continent, and the extermination of the Shadow Moon Clan can be said to be the most critical step in truly eradicating the Beast Clan.

And for Middle-earth, Naozu, the future Lich King, the core of the entire World of Warcraft, and the creator of the Undead Scourge is the most special existence, and he can be said to be the most important link in the entire Draenor counteroffensive war.

Through the sentry posts and spies left behind on the retreat road, although Naozu did not understand why the Alliance's methods of war were so different, how could these killing and evil methods that even he could not accept appear in the hands of the Alliance, which had always prided itself on being a high civilization, but he knew one thing very well, the flames of killing and war could be ignited around him at any time and place.

However, all this that Nao Zu expected never happened, the Shadow Moon Clan was as calm as usual, and after another night fell, the flickering firelight reflected an old and emaciated figure on the ground, looking at the tribe in front of him, he sighed helplessly: "I don't know how many clans will disappear after tonight, I just watched them die......

"We can't save this continent now, so we can only choose to guard this last hope, Nao Zu, old friend, now is the time for your redemption, and now you are the only one who can carry the entire tribe!"

The orc warrior's words only made a little confusion and pain appear on Naozu's face, and he slowly shook his head: "Me? Why? To make the tribe even more fragmented? Isn't what I've done enough? I don't want to do anything like this again! Once, I led my people into the trap of Gul'dan, and brought our world to near destruction. It was a catastrophe that almost completely destroyed us. ”

"Look at yourself, how you have aged and become, even if it weren't for you, the demon's minions would have done all this through Gul'dan, and everyone will see what you have done for this tribe! What we need to do now is to grasp this last hope! ”

Although this orc warrior can see that his age is not much younger than Naozu, his body is still strong and strong, and Naozu's whole face is like a skeleton covered in a layer of skin, looking at the haggard marks on this face, this orc originally complained that the words in his heart could no longer be spoken, and after patting Naozu's shoulder, he walked down the altar step by step with the battle axe in his hand, and gradually disappeared into the shadows of the night.

Neozu understands the situation facing the orcs now, Gul'dan's selfish desires will only lead to the destruction of the tribe, although Grom is an unrivaled warrior, he will not be a qualified leader, he has no choice when Orgrim dies suddenly, he has no time to suffer, but the situation is far worse than the original historical trajectory, but it is a spread of remorse and guilt in his heart.

It's just that if you rely on this to regard him as a strong and forcibly supporting the tribe in disguise, and only when the night falls, the old man who can confide in his old friend is wrong, although these words are indeed for himself, but some of them are for the orc warrior.

Although the supporters of the ancient shamanic doctrine chose Neozu under pressure, this does not represent absolute trust, and when a decision is made that is contrary to their opinion, this suspicion will breed again, and only by showing sufficient repentance can they erase the doubt in their hearts little by little.

The remorse and guilt in Naozu's heart were real, but so was the desire for power and power in his heart, both as a leader willing to fight for the continuation of the tribe and as a selfish man who abandoned the clans of Warsong, Broken Hands, and Bloodcave in an attempt to leave Azeroth with his followers.

Just as he thought it was going to be another peaceful night, activating the warning posts around the altar and preparing to leave, a cold aura that seemed to come from the Netherworld suddenly passed through his body with a sudden chain........................