In the middle of the night, the entire night sky was dark without a trace of light, even if Elune hid in the dark clouds with the Moon Palace and did not want to show a trace, under the sky, except for the occasional gathering of lights in one or two places, it was all boundless pitch black. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a mountainous area with constant bumps, a vague figure moved rapidly, although there was a sack comparable to half his size hanging behind it, and the movement did not affect the movement speed of the phantom at all, but in ten minutes, the blurred figure rushed into an equally dark mountain col.

After the familiar swaying through a few traps that were completely imperceptible to the eye, the phantom whispered a few times to the deep darkness in the col where there was no trace of the situation, as if it was the low chirping of a night bird, and a stout, somewhat strange figure slowly walked out.

"Teruhi, you're so slow!"

Through the moonlight sprinkled by the slowly revealing body of Elune Moon Palace, the sturdy figure revealed a hideous green face, and the same dark green stout hand held a crude one-handed axe in his right hand, and scolded the phantom in front of him.

"If it weren't for the big chief saying that he couldn't be discovered by humans, Lao Tzu would have been fine a long time ago!"

Originally, in order to carry the hemp bag behind him steadily, the phantom who bent over slightly also revealed the prototype in the moonlight, the same dark green skin, and a pair of sharp fangs that shook when he spoke were reflected by the moonlight with a hint of cold color, Terushi picked up the sack and threw it to the opposite clan.

"On your back, uncle, although this thing is as weak as a chicken, it is as heavy as a mammoth man!"

Without the burden of the hemp bag, Terushi immediately straightened up, shook his head, and said to his fellow who took the sack and dragged it on the ground.

"Carry it, don't get killed, I watched for most of the night before I found a chance to get it!"

"Humph!"

The orc warrior who was originally dragging the burlap bag with one hand flipped his hands upside down, and a fishy breath erupted from his nose, and he glanced at the thin Terushi in front of him with disdain, and carried the bag behind him with one hand.

"Let's go!"

Obviously felt the disdain and ridicule of the same clan behind him, although as a shadow person, it is very normal for a warrior to be weaker than a warrior of the same level in terms of strength, but for orcs, the weak have almost no right to make excuses, even if it is only weak in a certain aspect, but since the big chief once again set up the banner of the tribe and collected most of the remaining orcs, the tribe began to have some new changes, in which each performs its own duties, unites internally, and respects every useful clansman like a human being, which has gradually become the mainstream, even if some orcs are still hard to change, but as long as the name of the big chief is mentioned, it will be somewhat restrained。

Two orcs plus a sack, walked in the dark of the col for a few more minutes, after two light and dark whistles, finally walked to the depths of the col, a small bonfire illuminated this place, close to the bonfire sat an unusually majestic figure, a strange-shaped long-handled axe leaning at the feet, and with the figure as the center, dozens of orc warriors sat densely spread outward, and after hearing the footsteps, they all looked over.

"Great Chief, I've found out that this human city below is indeed the largest detention center in the Hillbride region, and..."

The two orcs walked not far from the campfire and knelt on one knee and said. Among them, the orc warrior who was originally carrying the sack also threw the sack directly in front of him before kneeling down and saluting, and the muffled sound of the sack hitting the ground seemed to have one or two groans of pain, while Teroushi glanced at the sack and looked ahead again.

"It's also the largest arena of the human race, and the orcs... Gladiatorial Arena!"

With a gritted tone, the orc shadow man whispered, and as he spoke, the other orcs present stood up with a low roar, most of them showing their bloodthirsty fangs and squeaking their respective weapons, only a few of them were still sitting there with blood in their eyes, but their eyes were fixed on the figure by the campfire.

For the orcs of Draenor, the most unspeakable history is the beginning of the Ogre boom, and even the establishment of almost the entire Draenor huge empire - the period of the Gokia Empire, the glorious ogre civilization is the most tragic and dark era of the orcs, countless orcs have been reduced to slavery, and countless ancient clans that have been inherited for thousands of years have been annihilated in the encirclement and suppression of the ogre. At that time, in the central gladiator square of the Hanging Hammer Fort, the core royal capital of the Gokia Empire, the ground paved with boulders was almost filled with the corpses of orcs, and too many orc heroes were finally caught by ogres and thrown into this dark gladiatorial arena, and in the laughter of ogre nobles and even commoners, they fought to the last moment of their lives.

Although in the end, with the help of the Dralanes, the orcs finally united, overthrew the absolute rule of the ogre, and even destroyed the ancient capital that symbolized the highest civilization of the ogre, this tragic history is still a memory that all orcs do not want to touch, and becoming a slave, or even turning into a slave gladiator, is a taboo for most orc warriors.

Ignoring the bloodthirsty aura thrown by his fellow clansmen around him, Terushi took a step forward, and the broken blade that suddenly appeared in his hand was swiped lightly, and the burlap bag in front of him was divided into several sections and loosened, and a fat human rolled out.

The original gorgeous aristocratic costumes stood full of filth and dust, and the human beings who rolled out closed their eyes tightly, turned their heads and trembled and crawled a few small steps, and actually tried to crawl out towards the periphery, but they didn't climb a few steps before they bumped into the feet of an orc warrior who stood up, and looked up ignorantly, the small eyes on the fat Dudu's face suddenly widened, and in the line of sight, a bloodthirsty and hideous green face was looking at him closely, with a bloody mouth with a pair of turned fangs rising slightly, and a faint smell of blood rushed towards him.

With a heart-rending wail, the human nobles turned over dexterously, closed their eyes and rushed in the other direction, but they still didn't walk long, and when they passed by the orc Shadow Person, they were directly tripped by a hook leg of the Shadow Person, and fell to the ground, and when they turned their heads, they immediately held their nose and mouth on the ground and curled up and whimpered.

"Humph!"

The hand that has been thick suddenly stretched out, and lifted the human who covered his face and cried like a little woman, although he pulled the collar of the other party's shirt, but at the same time he also tightened the opponent's neck three times, but then the orc warrior who started it smelled a strange smell, looked down, the human in front of him was so frightened that he peed his pants, and his hideous face showed a rare expression of disgust, and the orc warrior smashed the thing in his hand to the ground, shook the hand that was actually not touched at all, and turned his head to look at the orc shadowman。

"This kind of play, is it also a human noble?"

"Humph!"

Terushi saw that he didn't see his fellow people with mocking faces, and his eyes were still fixed on the majestic figure by the campfire, until the majestic figure finally removed his gaze from the flames, and with a strange battle axe at his feet in his left hand, after the orc warriors saluted respectfully again, a few big strides walked to the human nobles who had been reduced to rotten flesh.

Stretching out his huge hand, he grabbed the top of the other's head and lifted it up, and the moonlight would shine on the bonfire, revealing the slightly old face of the orc, who was the orc chief who had beaten Marseillo and Keerreth in the siege of Fort Riptide.

"Human, if your answer satisfies me, I don't mind sparing your life!"

Staring at the waste in front of him who was too frightened to open his eyes, Grom said coldly. But unlike all the orc languages that had been used by orcs before, orc chieftains used pure human lingua franca.

Finally hearing the understandable lingua franca of humans, especially the temptation of the other party's words to let go of their own lives, the human nobles finally cautiously opened their eyes, but then they were frightened by a hideous beast face close at hand, although in Dunhold, he had also seen a lot of orcs, but most of them were insensitive wastewood faces, even some bloody orcs, they were all from afar watching them sacrifice their lives in the Colosseum in exchange for their rewards.

"I don't have that much patience to mention a second time!"

Looking at this human nobleman who opened his eyes and immediately closed them, Grom showed an impatient expression on his face, his hands tightened slightly, and he said in a low voice.

"I... I'm Nanhai City... Baron Shinogi, no... I don't know what adult, there is... Tell me!"

Feeling the giant hand clamping his head tighter and tighter, the human baron finally opened his eyes and said tremblingly.

"The city!"

Expressionlessly holding the human nobleman in his hand, Grom walked to the other side of the campfire, a gap in the col, just overlooking a large area, the orc chief looked at a little light in the distance, it was a little brighter in the middle of the night, and asked coldly.

"Tun... Donhold!"

Squinting at the bright lights in the distance, the baron of Xiaomu Town responded with a flickering gaze, he just happened to the orc shadow man when he rushed back in the middle of the night because he had played too much in this gold den, but as a nobleman in the Hillbride area, especially a frequent visitor to Dunhold, he naturally knew what this castle was that was comparable to a small city, the largest orc captive slave camp in the Hillbride region and even in the entire Lordaeron, and now it was also the largest bloody colosseum.

If it were an ordinary bandit, Baron Xiaomu Town wouldn't be so worried, and it would be a big deal to lose a small fortune, but the terrifying orc in front of him, plus the large group of orc warriors behind him, would not have come here to sell money.

Something big was about to happen, and Baron Shinogi, who was known for his cleverness in the entire Lordaeron low-level aristocratic circle, only had this thought left in his mind, so that he didn't notice the orc's question again, until there was another sharp pain in his head, which brought him back to his senses, and he wailed and heard the orc's cold words again.

"I want information about the defense of the whole Dunhold!"

"My lord, the entire defense of Dunhold is under the care of its separate garrison, and only his lord, Edres Blackmore, knows... I have a way, a way..."

As soon as he began to explain in his mouth, he felt a distance pinch in his head, and the baron immediately said with a miserable wail.

"There's a way, there's a way, I have a way, a way to control the firm that provides Dunhold's daily supplies... As long as you control them, you can enter them without knowing it..." )