"Not bad! He is the master we will follow for the rest of our lives, the leader of the Burning Legion, the great fraudster 'Kil' 'Kil' 'Kil'! Gul'dan did not hesitate to praise his master with the meager praise of the orcs.

Sure enough, it's the one who saves zài! -- Gugar's psychology became even more humble, and he did not even dare to mention the name of "Kilgadan" like Gul'dan.

"But...... The ...... I mean the one who was trapped here before...... He won't ...... Do you blame us? Gugar asked with some heartfelt feelings—after all, they had humble ambitions to seize Sargeras's power, and even though Kilgardan had said that they had indirectly helped Sargeras escape, ......

"Gugal, don't worry about it for nothing." Gul'dan wiped the blood from his head so that they would not obscure his vision, "When you walk, you may trample an ant or two to death because of boredom; But when you have a goal and work towards it, the little ants won't be in your eyes at all - of course you may still accidentally trample one or two to death - but,...... You know what I mean, Gugar? ”

The head on the left of Gugar nodded, and the head on the right was still drooling in a slumber - he understood what Gul'dan meant - Sargeras was bent on destroying the world, and a small and humble being like himself and Gul'dan would not attract his attention as long as he was not in front of Sargeras.

"So now...... Let's wake up these idiots! The task given to us by the Great Lord can not be easy at all. After meeting Kilgardan, Gul'dan seemed to have become more confident - although it was a pipe dream to get the power of Sargeras. But after regaining Kil'Gardan's support, Gul'dan is no longer as depressed as he was when Orgrim was stripped of his leadership over the orcs, "Let's do it." Gugar, this world is waiting for us to conquer! ”

"Yes, Gul'dan." The head on the left side of Gugar answered, and then slapped the head on his right hard, "Wake up, you idiot! Damn, we're born to a mother. Why are you as imbecile as an idiot? ”

Damn it—Gugar cursed again in his heart—sooner or later he would have to cut this head off his shoulder, lest the thing in his head called "stupidity" pass on to him.

While scolding, he gasped and tried to wake up those ogre magicians. Gul'dan was contemplating his next move—to the New World by ship—hoping that Guvoshas's goblin sailors would be able to get Grom's orcs to their intended location, so that he could find their whereabouts as best he could; But when that time comes, how can he convince Grom to hand over the command of the orcs to him? Alas...... What a headache!

"Ahh Grom let out a loud sneeze. He wiped his nose. But he didn't blow out his snot - think about it, such a thing as illness is too outrageous for a warrior - a good warrior will never get sick! That's a coward's cousin, like his own waste-like son.

Grom carried his massive weapon, Bloodroar, and beneath his feet was a crimson land - yes, after more than a month of sea breeze, Grom and his warriors of the Warsong Clan had arrived in that new continent - of course. And the rubbish of Zuhed's men, and......

A foul smell came. Grom felt an itch in his nose, and he turned - Tyrone? Bloodfiend didn't know when he appeared behind him.

"What are you going to do, Grom? It's a strange land, and we have almost nothing. The leader of the Death Knight said to Grom, who was more than a head shorter than Grom - after all, his current body was of a human being.

I'm going to cut off your head, and throw your foul-smelling body back into the sea—Grom thought to himself, but didn't say it.

"It's you, Tyrone? Bloodseeker, what are your plans? Now that Gul'dan is gone, will you and your men still be with us? "It's Zuhd who is asking, and he's coming this way.

Compared to a month ago, Zuhd has lost a lot of weight, his face is very poor, his eye sockets are deep, and even his steps are a little erratic.

As Grom said before, the food they carried was not sufficient; Tyrone? Bloodseeker and his Death Knights don't need to eat, but the orcs do, and the goblin sailors...... In order for them to be able to complete this voyage, the orcs also need to provide them with the necessary food.

When food began to run low, Grom made good on his promise - he gave food to the Warsong clan first.

Of course, Grom is not so ruthless, and he doesn't really give any food to the Dragonthroat Clan; What's more, in the past month or so, Zu Hed and his Dragon's Throat Clan have been practicing fishing skills, and they have been able to get some sea fish to relieve the pressure on food.

However, Grom really did not give any food to the Blackfang clan - Zuhd had to give some of his clan's rations to the Blackham brothers and their men, and at the same time to save as much as possible within his clan in order to make it to the ship dock - of course, during this time Zuhd did not tolerate the complaints of the Blackhan brothers, and although the two men did not have the courage to protest to Grom, they always encouraged him to kill Grom in Zuherd's ear.

"What do you mean by that, Zuhed." Tyrone? The Blood Fiend's voice was as steady as ever, but the displeasure in his voice was palpable.

"Orgrim is defeated, and the expeditionary army has only returned you death knights; As soon as Grom and I returned to the camp, you were already standing with Gul'dan. Now that Gul'dan is gone, I just want to know, why didn't he take you with him? Zuherd's tone was full of sarcasm - like Orgrim, he thought Tyrone? The Bloodseeker is Gul'dan's man.

"You are wrong, Zuhd. Gul'dan left without taking me with him, which is ample proof that my relationship with him is not as close as you think. "Tyrone? The Bloodfiend explained—just as he had grown accustomed to the disgusting smell of rancid smell from his own body, he was also accustomed to the other orcs treating him as a vassal of Gul'dan.

"Hmph, who knows if you have some other intentions to stay." Zuhd pouted. He didn't know what Gul'dan wanted to do, but it was this ignorance that made Zuhd even more afraid. (To be continued......)