In the depths of the mournful snowfield, in the ice and snow miles west of the Weeping Mountains, tens of thousands of tents made of felt bloomed in this snowfield like a sea of white flowers, and were blown "whoosh" in the wind, it is hard to imagine that there are still creatures living here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Brave the wind and snow to enter a large tent in the center, Vidum saw an orc sitting at the table holding a bone carved with something.

"Groushi, is the Grand Elder here?", Vydum asked angrily, sitting directly on the floor.

"Father has gone to see old Finley, and should be back soon. Grouch glanced up at the warrior, lowered his head and continued to carve intently, he didn't look like an orc at all, he was only more than two meters tall, and his face was as beautiful as a human, except that the fangs protruding slightly from his lips showed his orc characteristics. Hearing this, Vidum did not bother Groushi again, but just sat quietly and waited patiently.

After a while, a snowstorm suddenly broke into the account, the heavy felt curtain was lifted, and a crumpled old orc with a hunched back and a wrinkled face walked into the account on crutches, his thin body was really hard to believe that he was an orc.

"Elder. Vidum stood up and saluted the Great Elder of the Orc.

The elder waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, "Vydum, why are you here?"

"Elder, many children are starving, and they are just growing up, and they can't stand one meal a day. If the children could endure it, the old people would not be able to bear it, and if they did not have enough to eat, hunger and cold would soon kill them. It's just that I've heard the Soul Song eight times a day yesterday. Speaking of which, Vidum's scarred face couldn't help but reveal a hint of sadness.

"I wonder if we can give them more food, the soldiers don't need to eat that much. Vidum pleaded.

"No, I can't. The elder decisively refused.

"But ......"

"Do you want the warriors to go hungry to fight?, without enough food, even with high morale and strong will, you can't defeat humans. The elder paused with his cane and said sharply. Then he softened his tone: "You know, Vidum, we moved away from the Weeping Mountains to avoid the tide of beasts, and without those goats, yaks, and wild beasts, we had to rely on stored food. ”

"The warriors are not afraid of the beast tide. Vidum shouted, but bowed his head under the elder's gentle gaze.

"And then let our warriors shed their blood and die in the fight against the monsters, and prepare for battle with scars all over their bodies. We must be patient, Vidum, you have seen the predation of winter wolves, who can hide in the crevices of the rocks all day in order to hunt, and will not move even a step until they bite into their food. ”

Hearing the Elder's words, a gleam flashed in Vidum's eyes, "Elder, does a home with fertile soil and plenty of food really exist?"

The elder nodded: "Of course it really exists, but it must be fought for with our hands, with our blood, with our weapons, with our lives. But humans are powerful, so go and rest, O Vidum, and don't let this wind and snow wear down your will and your body. Orcs need your courage and strength. ”

Vidum nodded and left the tent. The elder walked to the table and sat down on crutches, and the conversation with Vidum seemed to have consumed too much of his energy, and his whole body looked even older.

"Gollum" the elder's stomach made a sound, Grouch put down the carving knife, turned out a small piece of jerky and handed it to the old orc, the elder motioned for Grouch to eat some together, "I have already eaten." Grouch shook his head and refused, but unfortunately his stomach immediately betrayed him, and there was also a grunt, and Grouchy couldn't help but blush. The old orc smiled and gave him half of it, and put the rest in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

At this moment, there was a sad and desolate singing and a faint cry from outside the tent. The cold wind rolled up this sorrow and sent it to every corner, and all the orcs felt gloomy when they heard it, it was a soul song, sending another soul back to the arms of Heavenly Father and Mother Earth.

The elder coughed twice, and his rickety back was a little shorter, as if he could not bear the heavy fate of the orcs. The flickering candlelight reflected in the old orc's pupils, as if the light of the orc race was contained in his eyes. The old orc bowed his head and prayed reverently:

"Heavenly Father is above, Earth Mother is below, please bless our suffering people to return to their true homeland. ”

But no matter how difficult it is, life must go on. The orcs live in this cold and snowy land, and the male orcs are busy reinforcing their tents to clear the snow, and here, a tent is more important than anything else. The orcs are worried about the children who are waiting to be fed, and the food at home does not seem to be enough.

But all the busyness was interrupted by a desolate trumpet. Sturdy orc soldiers gathered together and stretched for thousands of meters,

The eyes of all the warriors sparkle with a frenzy: to seize a homeland with fertile soil and plenty of food.

"Let's go!" Vidum shouted as the orcs roared and began their march to the east.

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Vidum and Groushi walked side by side, and the long line of orcs was not in sight.

"Thank you, Vidum, for your support for your father, without whom his aging father would not have been able to lead the race. ”

"It should. "We are in a terrible situation, so we need the guidance of the wise, and there is no one in the clan more wise than the Elders." ”

"Grouchy, did the elder tell you what to do before leaving?"

Grouchy nodded, took out a piece of animal skin from his waist, and pointed to a place, let's go there first.

Vidum leaned over and looked at it, wondering, "It doesn't seem like there's a human city here." ”

"It's a pine forest, Vidum, have you tried to let go of the wounded beasts, these beasts will run as hard as they can to escape, until they run back to their den, and with them you will reap more prey. Grouch said meaningfully.

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War always strikes when people don't expect it, like the wayward weather in the West. While the people of the Snow Fortress were still basking in the joy of repelling the tide of beasts, a message spread through the city like wings, throwing all the joy into the wastebasket like a clean-up: the orcs are coming, and the orcs have invaded the West.

Al was also shocked when he heard the news: the Orcs hadn't invaded the West since the Orc defeat twenty years ago. Everyone thought that the orcs were left to fend for themselves in the Screaming Snow Plains, and no one would have thought that the orcs were still capable of invading. What's even more incredible is that they invaded after the beast tide, where did they find enough food? After the beast tide, they still have the strength to attack. No one would have thought that the orcs would avoid the tide of beasts and risk the old and children starving to death to store food and prepare for battle.

The Snow Fortress has just received a letter for help from Ironforge Castle, and General Klerman is a little undecided, and it is of course important to rescue friendly forces, but Snow Fortress cannot afford to lose. After considering it, General Klerman decided to personally lead two thousand soldiers to reinforcements, and the captains and the deputy city guard of Josephine remained to defend the city.

The morale of the Westerners was fast, and General Kleman was not prepared to waste time, and he led his guide into the cedar forest to prepare for a shortcut to the aid of Ironforge.

In early spring, the forest is a little quiet, with tall cedars standing tall and tall, and the pointed canopies seem to reach into the sky.

General Kellerman felt that something was wrong, there were no birds, no beasts, and not even a rabbit had been seen. Could it be that the beast tide has eaten all the beasts? But although he was a little apprehensive in his heart, he didn't take it to heart, and after hundreds of years of dealing, the impression of orcs has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of the West.

It was too late to hear a loud roar from a cedar tree: "Do it!" Hundreds of figures jumped directly from the tree, falling to the ground with a heavy sound, high enough for humans to break the bones of their feet, and these orcs were just numb in their feet. These three- to four-meter-tall monsters rushed towards the humans with crude iron rods or huge animal bones, and the Western Army was in a state of confusion.

The head of the Vidum rushed over with a huge axe, and directly cut the human soldier in front of him into two pieces with an axe, and the terrible scream pierced people's ears and hurt, and only half of the soldier was not immediately dead, and he wailed and struggled on the ground for a while before slowly swallowing his last breath. The blood of the big tent stained one of the soldiers next to him red, and he was so frightened by the cruelty that he couldn't move his hands and feet, and with a wave of his hand, Vidum cut off his head.

The strong orcs were rampaging through the ranks of human soldiers, and the well-trained formation was useless against these monsters, and a sudden swing of the weapon by an orc soldier shook a circle of human soldiers into tears, unable to hold the weapon, and then rushed to disperse the formation of human soldiers. These monsters are so powerful that as long as the human soldiers accidentally touch each other, their bones will immediately break and their whole bodies will fly out.

General Kellerman's heart was aching, and he knew that this Western Army might be more than lucky today. With all his strength, he drove his horse with a spear in his hand and rushed towards one of the orcs in front of him, who raised his bone club and smashed it at him. General Kellerman's elemental was released, and the head of the spear flashed with a dazzling electric light! The tip of the spear slammed the bone stick, and the current made the orc numb, and he was pierced in the heart when he couldn't move. In this way, General Kellerman galloped on his horse and picked five orc warriors in a row!

But after all, he was too old to react, and he was knocked off his horse by an orc. The horse neighed, raised its legs and kicked towards the orc, but unfortunately the power that could break the human ribs was useless to the orc, and the skull was directly broken by a stick, and fell to the ground and pressed on the head of General Kleman, and the old Kleman fainted on the spot.

After a long time, the bloody slaughter finally stopped, and the corpses of the human soldiers fell to the ground in a mess, and seeing that there was not a single living person, Vedum left with the orcs. After a while, a figure got up from the pile of corpses, he staggered and rummaged, and finally found General Klerman, probed his nose, and found that the general was still alive, so he took the old man and fled from this human purgatory.