Zhao Kun didn't know what the orcs were doing, and what they planned to do. It doesn't matter what they do, though. The Iron Tribe in the eyes of the Faceless is not as powerful as the Orcs think they are. Moreover, Zhao Kun was ready to clean up the orcs a few months ago.

From the time he drafted the Holy Cult from among the Draenei, he was mentally prepared to fight the orcs. After the Holy Cult army gathered at the Holy Light Throne, he began to prepare for the army of orcs, preparing the membrane method and the taint art - after all, this place wants to fight and improve its strength through killing, in addition to beating the demons that are attracted to it, it is the Orcs who go down the mountain. Although both the Burning Legion and the Orcs have a blood feud with the Draenei, it can't stand the fact that the Orcs have a large number of Draenei captives in their hands. If it weren't for the power of faith restraining the Holy Cult Army, they would have gone down the mountain to fight the orcs a long time ago.

Fortunately, if it was just if, the Holy Cult Army still honestly leveled up the demons, and then established a level to resist the increasing attack of the orcs. And, after the use of the defensive magic array, which was a magic circle that could generate a film of holy light to cover the area, it seemed impossible for the orcs to break through the narrow barrier that stood on the narrow mountain path that could only accommodate a maximum of eight people walking side by side.

Therefore, for this period of time, Zhao Kun has been waiting, waiting for the orcs to come up with a big news. After his true body came, he remained motionless on this throne for a long time (after the Holy Cult army came up, he moved on his own). The body of the 'Holy Light' is as still as a rock, and only acts as a light bulb.

Now, though, it's time to show real power. Zhao Kun, the body of the Holy Light, will display his boundless power and power. He slowly opened his eyes, then stood up. His body radiated a colorful glow, and they swirled gorgeously and flew behind him like a cloak; Wrapping around his strong skull, it shone like a crown.

"War begins!"

At the moment when these words came out, a massive amount of Holy Light Energy began to gather in his hands, forming a huge Holy Light Spear. Until now, Zhao Kun still didn't know what the orcs were trying to do, and he didn't even know which Overseer's troops were attacking on the mountain road.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

As the orcs of Draenor natives, they thought they were incomparably powerful after they founded the Iron Tribe, but unfortunately, their strength came from the goblin technology of steel and gunpowder brought by the traversers, and only the number of people could be mentioned. In terms of personal strength, only the seven orcs known as the Seven Heroes of Draenor can barely catch their eyes.

Well, Zhao Kun didn't know that there were three of the Seven Heroes of Draenor who were now commanding troops at the foot of the mountain.

Kargas Blade Fist, Neozu, and Kilgro Deatheye.

Kargas Bladefist, the chief of the Shattered Hand Clan, has grayish-white skin, long black hair, and a large fist blade on his left arm, and is fanatical, cruel, and obsessed with victory. He is the founder of the Broken Hand Clan and is the first and only chieftain. As a super gladiator, he became famous for leading the orcs, who were also slaves in the arena, to overthrow the brutal enslavement of the Gorian ogres, and the Broken Hand Clan was founded.

- Kargas originally had no clan and was born as a slave to the ogre. The ogres promised him freedom as long as he killed 100 orc gladiators in the arena. Kargas finally completed the trial, only to discover that the promised freedom was nothing more than a lie, and that the ultimate reward for the champion was to be locked in the arena's dungeon until it rotted.

After losing the last bit of hope, Kargas erupted. He didn't want to be chained again, so he destroyed one of his hands in order to escape from the chains that had imprisoned him. His fellow inmates followed suit. They fought with weapons tied to severed limbs and succeeded in overthrowing the ogre's enslavement. After escaping the ogre's arena, they formed the Broken Hand Clan. And Kargas, who was once a slave, became the chief of the clan. He attached a blade to his severed hand, and was given a new name, Kargas Blade Fist.

And his Broken Hand clan has preserved this unique tradition. The new members of the Kargas clan must follow their chieftain in this bloody ritual: scrap one of their own hands and replace them with razor-sharp blades, ready to fight for the glory of the clan.

Now, Kargas leads his clan to join the Iron Horde formed by Grom Hellroar, a former legendary gladiator who is one of the best warriors in the world. Even the incarnation of the legendary Raven King Tyrok has only one way to defeat Calgas.

This formidable former gladiator was always at the forefront, and as the most hateful orc to the point of cutting off his own hand and taking a blade, Kargas Bladefist undoubtedly leads an army of mad orcs with sadistic tendencies. Although they are both missing a hand, these injuries are only the beginning, and there will be more opportunities to scar themselves or their enemies on the battlefield later.

And, after having his freedom, Kargas had a special hobby of throwing slaves into the arena. Zhao Kun met Irel in the arena of Kargas.

Compared to the fierce Kargas, Naozu, who is now preparing spells, is much more cowardly.

Naozu, the chief of the Shadowmoon Clan, is an extremely influential great shaman among the orcs. With his unrivalled knowledge and strategy, he hatched numerous earth-shattering conspiracies.

Over the long years, the Shadowmoon Clan has gradually developed wisdom through countless years of observation of the starry sky of Draenor. The Great Chieftain Shaman's ability to communicate with spirits has also spread far and wide, and many orc clans from afar have come to seek prophecy for their future. When the legendary Overseer Grom Hellroar turns the Orcs into an army of destruction known as the Iron Horde, the Shadowmoon Clan faces a dilemma: join or be destroyed. In order to survive, Naozu chooses to be loyal to Grom and the Iron Tribe.

However, the mysticism and prophetic abilities of the Shadowmoon Orcs were worthless in the eyes of Grom, who admired speaking with power. In order to ensure that his clan is not trampled under the feet of the Iron Tribe, Neozu has to prove his worth to Grom. Just like now, he turned his back on tradition and threw himself into the long-forbidden shadow mysticism, recklessly trying to break the magic array set up by Zhao Kun.

- The sad old orc probably doesn't know that more than half of the power of this holy light spell comes from the shadows. No matter how powerful the Light and Shadow are, they will never easily break through this defense.

And if he fails, Kilrog Deatheye, who has been tasked with 'protecting' Naozu, will surely teach him a profound lesson. As the chief of the Bloodcave Clan, he commands the Bloodring Orcs who are both warriors and sorcery (their clan has a unique blood magic).

In every battle, Kilrog Deadeye is full of confidence to see through his own life and death. The chieftain was born into the Bloody Cave Clan of Draenor, and when his people were on the verge of being wiped out by the Raven Clan, Kilrog was unwilling to bow his head and admit defeat. At the behest of his ailing father, he finds the hidden chamber named after his clan and performs a terrifying ritual. Following the ancient tradition of the clan: Kilgro sacrifices his left eye in exchange for a chance to see his future destiny.

During the ceremony, Kilrog foresaw that his death was far away, so he knew he would survive the ordeal. Inspired by fate, he seized control of the clan and led the Bloodcave Clan to crush the Raven men's threat, followed by victory in numerous battles. In the years that followed, he went on a killing spree against any dissent, even his closest relatives, and was always looking forward to his fate coming to him.

A member of the newly formed Iron Tribe, the Bloodcave Clan is made up of some of the most brutal orcs on the continent of Draenor. Kilrog was a strong believer in his death, and he believed that the Iron Tribe would eventually lead him to his glorious final moments. His berserkers, watered with blood magic, are eager to fight, eagerly awaiting the arrival of war. They perform mystical rituals and roam the jungle like ghosts with a strong murderous intent. None of the poor people who strayed into their territory have come back alive.

For the inhabitants of the world of Draenor, the Iron Tribe is an irresistible behemoth, and even the three chiefs and their subordinates can be invincible in this world. It's a pity that Zhao Kun is an outsider, and he lives more in the shelter.

So......

Zhao Kun, who flew down directly from the throne, landed on the city wall, and the first thing he saw was the Kargas Blade Fist shouting below.

Zhao Kun was still very impressed by the overseer/chief who picked up the soap and was blown chrysanthemum. So instead of throwing the Spear of Light out immediately, he pretended to take out a pair of glasses.

The reason why it is pretending is because the clam Potter-style black-framed glasses in Zhao Kun's hand, as well as the high-waisted pants after the light, are all transformed by using the amorphous characteristics.

Fortunately, membrane mages and magicians are different, and the requirements are not so strict. As long as you put on a pair of standard black-rimmed glasses, lift your belt to your armpits, and say things like 'talk and laugh', 'run faster than anyone else', 'big news', 'where is it high', you can cause great damage to your enemies and keep yourself alive. ”

Of course, the magic of speech seems to be very powerful, but in fact it also has disadvantages - the glasses are still very powerful for older people, and if you are too young, you can hardly use the effect of spirit magic.

"Kargas・Blade Fist!" Zhao Kun's voice echoed up and down the mountain. He used neither Delaneei nor Orc, but a psychic voice that made him understandable to all who heard it. "You orcs must be careful, don't see the wind and rain......"

As he spoke, he put on his black-rimmed glasses, "It's too late for you to run now, for the sake of soap." ”

The orc chief let out a roar of rage - he didn't know what soap was - so he felt that Zhao Kun suddenly appeared was very inexplicable. He returned the favor to the Faceless in the same way that orcs usually treat their enemies. It was a long list of rants, and the words were very indecent.

For a long time, they didn't understand the Draenei language, and the Draenei didn't understand the orc language, and the insults commonly used by the orcs were useless to the Draenei, but now that there was finally someone who could communicate, they scolded very simply.

Zhao Kun shook his head, gave up the intention of communicating, and instead spoke in Chinese: "You guys, you - I feel that you orcs still have to learn a - the theory of the goblins that you are very familiar with, you are still too young after all!- do you understand what this means?!" ”

He waved his hands excitedly and unleashed the Spiritual Technique in a loud voice, "I tell you, I'm battle-hardened!" I've seen a lot! The Faceless One waved his hand, "Which country in the West haven't I been to?!" You know, Lothar of Stormwind—" he said, holding out his thumbs in appreciation, "that's no stranger than you!" Well, I talked to him about the rumors. In other words, orcs still have to improve their knowledge level. ”

The moment the Spirit Technique was completed, Zhao Kun seemed to feel the power of countless times flowing into his body. If this is an online game or he has a system, there will definitely be an infinite swipe of "+1s" on the screen.

"Well, I'm anxious for you, really. You just-I thought all day--you've got a good one-where the whole world goes, you run faster than the other races, but the way you fight and fight, it's all toosimple! sometimes*****！ ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm telling you about it today as an elder! I'm not an Overseer or a Commander, but I've seen too much......" the Faceless One looked like an elder was teaching, "and I need to tell you a little bit about it, the lessons of life. ”

"Alas, war, too, must be ...... in accordance with Blizzard's Basic Law"

Zhao Kun just stood on the city wall, speaking a language that no one had heard but everyone could understand. In the midst of the chatter, problems began to arise with the orc attack team.

After that, Kargas Bladefist, the fearless Orc Overseer, was the first to stop his attack, his face full of fear, as if he had returned to the days when he had been dominated by fear.

At that time, the Iron Tribe had not yet been formed, and the Shadow Council led the united Orc Tribe. For a brief period of time, Gul'dan - the first orc sorcerer and leader of the Shadow Council - had asked all orcs over the age of five to join the army. Of course, such a small orc can't actually be used as a display, but Gul'dan insisted, and sent the orc warlocks to seem to perform unique magic on children who meet the standards.

-- As the bones stretched and the skin and muscles grew unnaturally, the children screamed and rolled on the ground in pain. The evil green thread connects the warlock and the children, as if they were the ones who sucked the children's lives from this green thread. Kargas even suspected that the Warlocks would not stop when the children reached adulthood, but would continue to suck life from the children until they grew old and decayed.

And now, it seems as if the orcs have suffered the same thing. The difference is that this time there are no green lines made by those casters. But the result was much the same, when the young orcs - no longer children - ended up lying in the place where they had been sucked their lives, unable to stand up for a long time. Now, the same is true for the elderly orc warriors - though five minutes ago, they were still orc warriors in their prime...... (To be continued.) )