Chapter 446: Kargas * Blade Fist

The red skin, the violent momentum, and the hideous bone spurs that seemed to be soaked in blood, made these orcs even more terrifying and weird.

However, the severed left hand, as well as the various weapons that exist in its place, clearly indicate their identity, the Broken Hand Clan!

In the two orc wars of that year, they were almost never missing in the ranks of the "elite" infantry of the old tribe, and individual orc veterans in the expeditionary force were not only not deterred by them, but felt more cordial, ignoring or even ignoring the strange image and hostility of the other party.

After decades away from home, when you set foot on your long-lost homeland again and meet familiar people, this warmth can dilute any estrangement.

When the king of Sarufar heard the news, he saw two distinct groups of orc warriors, silently facing each other in an atmosphere of confusion and innocence.

No one raised their weapons, all of them hung limply at their feet, and even the orcs, who came with obvious hostility, could not swing their fists

"Sarufin, I didn't expect to see you here again," a hoarse and deep voice interrupted King Sarufar's musings.

The orc team slowly parted, and an orc warrior who had given all his hands to the battle and replaced it with a serrated sword and a short knife strode out.

Dressed in armor with silver stripes on a black background, the shoulders also have hideous barbs similar to those of a power suit, showing the violent and rebellious heart of the orcs!

"Is that you? Kargas? Is it really you?! The familiar shape made King Sarufar recognize this old comrade-in-arms for the first time.

The calm Overseer, completely overwhelmed by the joy of reuniting his old friend, put down the predators of the ancient tree, walked up quickly, and gave a bear hug.

The evil orc was a little confused, and his hands were slightly raised, as if he was about to attack, but in the end, he raised and hugged stiffly

His movements were completely watched by the orc warriors who were preoccupied, and the younger ones couldn't help but clench their weapons, but those long-time veterans, and even the generals and officers who had participated in the Second Orc War, did not have the slightest worry at all, and looked at the two leaders with a smile.

Evil orcs, after all, are also orcs! And the strong man in front of him is one of the heroes they once admired.

They believe that no matter how depraved they are, this orc warrior will not do anything that would demine their honor! This is the pride engraved in the bones!

King Sarufar also noticed his old friend's reaction, and with his strength, he had time to evade and retreat.

But he didn't, he had more faith in his old comrades than in the other orc warriors, and he was convinced that Kargas would not attack him!

At least、After decades of separation、After reuniting、、Not immediately

"Old man, we all think that you have responded to the call of the ancestors~" King Sarufar looked at his comrades with amazing changes and sighed lightly.

Calgas* Blade Fist, a name that is not well known among the younger generation on the continent, even among the orcs. Perhaps even if Xie Feng was placed here, he might not be able to know which person this was, unless he pointed out the Broken Hall on the Hellfire Fortress

But among the older generation, especially the human warriors who fought in the Second War, and among the orcs, this is definitely a name no less than the roar of Grom*hell. One of the old horde veteran heroes! Even now it's not bad, and the Wyvern can often be heard bragging about his deeds. In honor of his bravery and service to the orcs, the largest camp of the Badlands tribe is named after him.

"My honor is tarnished!" Kargas spoke in a flat tone, but the words stopped in the midst of the orc warriors, and they were like thunder.

"After a lifetime of following, I have given everything I can, my clansmen, my comrades-in-arms, and even my own life!" Kargas continued, his tone getting heavier and heavier, his breathing getting heavier, his strong chest rising and falling rapidly, and then his more and more violent waves:

"But in the end, I and my people were mercilessly betrayed!! From that day on、Revenge、Become the only mission of the Broken Hand Clan。 ”

With the last sentence, the violent murderous aura surged all over the world. But what the orcs felt was the endless sorrow in his heart

King Sarufar knew why this was and who he wanted to get his revenge on.

When the Alliance Expeditionary Force attacked Draenor, in order to escape, Neozu asked several orc clans, including the Broken Hand Clan, to help him obtain the artifact to open the teleportation "door", but when the "door" of darkness opened, Neozu abandoned the clans and fled with only a few cronies.

This is definitely a very serious blow to Kargas! And then the explosion of Draenor and the heavy losses of his people, all of whom he classified as unknown to him, because he believed in and pledged allegiance to Naozu, which had brought him to the point where he is today, extreme loyalty, turned into bitter hatred!

King Sarufar did not know how to persuade him, and he did not have a position to persuade him, if he was put in the position of Kargas, perhaps

"My brother, I want to know what is the reason for your current change?" King Sarufar sighed softly.

"The Broken Hand Clan, now pledge allegiance to the mighty Illidan!" A hint of scarlet flashed in Kargas's eyes, and he said fiercely, "He promised me that when he launched another expedition against the Frozen Throne, the Shattered Hand Clan would have a chance for revenge!" The strength I have now is the gift of his generosity! ”

The orcs of the tribe suddenly made a commotion, and although there was already a little speculation in their minds, Kargas himself said that the two sides were in a hostile position, which still made them feel a little dazed and overwhelmed. I just set foot on the land of my hometown, but I didn't expect that the first enemy I faced was my own compatriots

Before King Sarufar could say anything more, Kargas pushed him away and said in a deep voice: "Sarufin, after today, our friendship will be a thing of the past, just like the glory I once sought The next time we meet, don't want to die in my hands, don't forget to hold on to the battle axe!" ”

Saying this, Kargas no longer had a trace of nostalgia, turned around and led his people, and walked towards the faintly visible city walls and dark red fortress in the distance

King Sarufar silently watched the orcs walking farther and farther away, and for the first time his heart swelled with unconcealable exhaustion.

Grom, Fenreth, Orgrimm, Durotan and now, it's Kargas's turn. How many of those old comrades-in-arms are left now?

The first time I looked back, I was stunned to find that the brothers who had fought side by side had either died in battle, or separated, or like Kargas, had become strangers, and now, I was left alone, still staggering along this thorny road~

Unprecedented exhaustion and loneliness nearly brought down this strong-willed warrior

For three days, King Sarufar remained alone in his tent until General Krakuk informed him that Salma had been formed.

Far from being as majestic and fortified as it was later, Salma is a large camp at best, so rudimentary that it has no defenses except for watchtowers.

For several days, not a single orc appeared around, and Kargas did not obstruct or destroy the establishment of the fortress in the slightest~

Maybe it's because of the presence of King Sarufar, or maybe the former hero hasn't completely abandoned all honor, as he said

Whatever it was, King Sarufar's heavy mood was slightly better, after all, there was no need to immediately wave his arms at his old comrades and compatriots.

The orcs did not react, but General Krakuk, who had obtained the existence of the Kilgardan royal family, made a special inspection, but found that on a high ground at the back of the camp, all kinds of demons appeared from time to time, and I don't know what kind of "yin" plot is being prepared.

On the other hand, in the direction of the dark "gate", although the alliance and the tribe are clearing the besieged demons every day, the number of demons gathered has not decreased significantly, and if it is not cleaned up for a period of time, it even increases slightly, which makes Warren and the alliance commander Dulong have a big headache~

Moreover, it is completely impossible for this kind of clean-up to last too long, after all, the main force of the Dark Gate troops is tens of thousands of blood spirit troops, and Waren's troops are only in a subsidized position, and the ultimate destination of the blood spirit spirit is the Void Storm, which is obviously impossible to garrison for a long time.

After two more days in Salma, King Sarufar left the command of the large army and the camp to Krakuk, and returned to the Dark Gate position with a few personal guards, and found that Xie Feng and the Blood Spirit were not as eager as they imagined, but were still strengthening their positions and continuing to hold on.

This made his impression of his disciple aggravate again, in addition to being resourceful and thoughtful, he also became more stable and knowledgeable.

But how could he know that the reason why Xie Feng did this was to wait for news from Passaren on the one hand, so that he could adjust his plan appropriately, and on the other hand, to wait for Garinder and Hawksbill to rush back with what he requested, wishing that it would take as long as possible! The other Blood Spirit officers and soldiers were all from his command, and the prince's orders were suppressed by him, so naturally there would be no different opinions

First tell Xie Feng the news of Salma's establishment, and mention the matter of Kargas and the evil orcs, so that Xie Feng can pay attention.

Immediately, after relinquishing authority and handing over command of the Dark Gate forces to Lieutenant General Worren, he immediately returned to Orgrimmar.

The matter of Kargas and the Orcs is too important and shocking for him to position himself properly, and he needs to go back and 'talk' with Thrall and the others. Moreover, he could not guarantee that there would be no other kings of the orc clans of the old tribe, who would be the same as Kargas

In addition, this time the team is only the vanguard force, and there are other expeditionary forces of the Warsong Clan waiting for him to deploy.

Not only the orcs, but also the blood spirits, it is believed that Liadlin will soon arrive with another army. But Xie Feng didn't care about it at all, anyway, what Liadlin could guarantee was that only the current 10,000 people could still be under his command, and the other troops would be 'handed over' to the Storm Fortress

Salma has already established the prototype, Xie Feng is not willing to continue to stay in the dark "gate" to consume, on the third day and Woreen "handed" the position, with the blood "spirit" spirit army, protect all the materials brought this time, connect the old bull head and the Cenarion expeditionary force, and rush out of the demon encirclement together~

His task is to establish a supply line and a troop transport line to the Void Storm, if he can't do it, his impression with the prince will definitely be greatly reduced, so Xie Feng, who has a glimmer of hope, obviously doesn't want to see this kind of result. Also, it's not all bad for reinforcements to arrive at Stormkeep

Strengthening the blood spirit troops there can at least ensure a certain strength, so that they will not be killed by Shattrath before the plan can be implemented.

In the same way, if you really succeed in persuading the prince, you will break with the demons there only, and the necessary forces will be necessary!

The transportation lines and strongholds on the road do not need to be all established by the blood spirit spirits themselves, and they can borrow the camps of the tribes.

Salma is one, and the first transit point, the next Zanga swamp, the Cenarion Council camp can be counted, and when the situation in Salma is stable, and the Dark Spear Commander D'Enga leads the team to establish Sabrakin, it can also be included in the transportation line. Of course, the gap between the trolls and the blood spirit has to be considered, and if it really doesn't work, Vaughn can snatch Sabragin first.

After that, the Thor Fortress of Blade Mountain is also ready-made, and when Lexar runs over to sit down, the safety "sex" can be greatly improved.

After that, there is the Void Storm and the Prince's territory, and if there is still a leak there, then I can't blame myself

Connect the dots one by one on the map and figure out what to miss.

Soon, his gaze was fixed on the Hellfire Peninsula, a small high ground southwest of the city walls

There, in memory, there is a camp built entirely by blood spirits - the Falcon Outpost!

Salma was still too far away from the Cenarion Council camp, and it was dangerous to build a buffer camp between the two, and the Falcon Outpost was obviously a very good choice.

In the past, Xie Feng still felt strange, the evil orcs of the Hellfire City Wall had not been cleared up, why did the blood spirit run behind them to set up a camp?

Also, how did the tribe's transportation materials pass? How do you get it right under the noses of the orcs?

But when King Sarufar told him about Kargas, everything was solved

The Falcon Outpost may seem like an ordinary outstanding, but it's likely to be a staging base for all the tribal camps in the Outlands!

The Alliance could take the southern route and bypass the fortress without worrying, but the Horde did not have this option.

The only option is to let the blood spirit be transported!

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