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For a while, Grimry has been very unhappy. All the men of the orc clans are assembled at the beheaval of the human world, ready for war with the humans. He was the only one who had been placed behind the human race to harass their allies.

With a mere team of 500 people, and no legendary-level professionals, in the face of the huge High Elf Kingdom, Grimry knew that they were used to make cannon fodder. It is estimated that those upper echelons of the tribe also have the idea of making Gemri disappear in their hearts.

[A bunch of war maniacs, aren't I just a little more Sven than you? What is there to be jealous of. 】

Thinking like this, he had no idea that his name was famous throughout the tribe, and there were many orc men who even had the habit of sleeping with their butts covered because of him.

But now Grimry is quite happy, the beautiful orc in front of him is obviously a fledgling, and he is quickly dizzy by his rhetoric, which makes Grimry's heart swell infinitely.

"Team, captain, the door is open"

He was talking sweetly to the orc, not even noticing that Quel'Thalas's massive door had been opened, and a blue magic shroud appeared before his eyes.

"Why so fast!?"

Grimry was a little surprised, in fact, his hand was touching the waves of the female orc, and it would soon succeed, so he felt a little unhappy.

[Why don't you do things so quickly? 】

"Captain, our teammates over there attacked the elves guarding the door, and they seemed to retreat easily"

The reported orc and Grimry kept a distance of five meters, nervously explained.

"Retreat?"

Grim recalled the elven information he had obtained, remembering that these guys were all very proud people, how could they retreat so easily?

[There must be a conspiracy!] 】

He came to this conclusion, and then frowned and looked thoughtful, secretly vigilant in his heart.

[It's better to be careful!] 】

"Ahh

The female orc was looking at the captain's contemplative appearance with some obsession, and suddenly felt a hand on her chest, and quickly slapped it off with a red face.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention for a while!!"

Grimry retracted his hand behind him, rubbed it a few times, and then apologized to the orc with an embarrassed red face. To the eyes of the other orcs, he looked like a shy child.

"No, it's okay"

The orc squirmed and didn't blame Grim.

Overjoyed, Grimry led the party into Quel'Thalas, the legendary Elven Magic Kingdom. (The Magic Kingdom of Humanity is Dalaran)

"Damn it, it's heavy!"

"The air is so stuffy"

"It hurts, why am I a little cool?"

[Eh, who just felt the same way as me? 】

When the orcs hugged through the blue cover, they instantly felt their bodies feel heavy, and the arcane energy in the air breathed very stuffy, like a cold, and it was obvious that their bodies and spirits had become much duller.

[What a magic spell! 】

The red light in Gemry's eyes flickered, and he quickly regained his full spirit, and he looked at the magic enchantment with some surprise, touching it with his hand but not touching anything.

Is this the power of a magical enchantment that has been passed down for thousands of years? And this enchantment encircles the entire kingdom of Quel'Thalas?

The strength of the High Elves made Grimry decide to be doubly careful.

[But unfortunately, it doesn't do much for those violent maniacs]

Grim sneered secretly, now the entire orc clan is eroded by a fanatical blood, and when the orcs fight, they will burst out with great power, they are like machines that will not get tired and are not afraid of pain, and their spirits will become more and more fanatical in battle, taking pleasure in killing and violence, and living like madmen one by one.

And these are enough to resist the suppression of the magic enchantment in battle.

The orc forces were led by a few trolls towards the Salas Trail.

"Where is the end of this road?"

Grimry suddenly stopped and asked with a sneer.

"It's Taqueline, the High Elves' central command post, Captain."

Soon an acquaintance orc explained to him that the trail of Salas was very long, leading to the middle of the woodlands, that is, Taqueline.

"Taqueline, damn it, are these trolls trying to send us to our deaths?"

Grimry spat and said with some annoyance. Taqueline, the command post of the High Elves, there will be few legendary professionals, the ghost believes.

"We're not going there!!"

He gave the order, and the whole team stopped.

"Waka Dead"

The trolls quarreled, and immediately the orcs went over to reassure them, but it didn't work well, and soon the trolls left in a rage.

"Team, captain, are they our allies?"

The orc asked worriedly, and Grimry gripped her hand comfortingly and smiled.

"Don't worry, beauty, no darling, we're going to fight somewhere else, and they can't say anything afterwards"

Don't think Grim is a fool, he knows that Taqueline is also one of the trolls' attack points, that is their battlefield, and Grim doesn't want to risk it at all.

Besides, Grimry looked in Taqueline's direction and sniffed, there was no smell of blood.

[Hasn't the battle started yet?] 】

He had to wait for the battle to begin before he could do it, and he must not first arouse the hostility of the elves, so that the orcs would surely die.

"All the villages around here have been evacuated?"

Grimry confirmed the information again with his intelligence officer, who quickly nodded.

"Where's the base?"

Needless to say, he asked, the intelligence officer knew that Gemry was talking about Dysom.

"According to the orcs' investigations"

The intelligence officer looked at the few orcs dressed in black in the team with some fear, these powerful orcs belonged to a secret tribal organization, and they helped the orcs obtain more secret information than the trolls knew, and the intelligence was completely ahead of the trolls.

"The place called Dysom should be an empty base now"

The intelligence officer replied, sending Grim into thought.

"Let's go, let's go to Dysom!!"

He turned his head and ordered, and the orcs were a little confused, but they turned around excitedly and ran towards the dense forest on the left.

"Bastard, slow me down!!"

Grimry shouted, leaving the orcs a little confused.

[Don't attack before the trolls!] 】

[It's too dangerous!! 】

From all kinds of traces, it can be seen that the High Elves have already discovered them, but they just didn't pay attention to them because of something.

Gemri felt that being careful and always ready to retreat was the only way they could survive.

If I'm not mistaken

[Trolls, a group of stupid people, have fallen into other people's traps]

The orc captain looked back in Taqueline's direction, squinting, his red eyes glowing with frosty cold.

He wouldn't tell the trolls this, it's simple, unlike the violent maniacs who want to fight all day long, Grimry just wants to make a show and get back alive.

Of course, if the trolls have the upper hand, Gemry will not hesitate to take over the whole of Dysom.

"Captain, aren't you leaving?"

"Alas, my dear, I'm looking at the stars, look, how much that one looks like you"