Once you have a road, it's much easier, and along the road that is not wide, you find a few orc sentry posts along the way, but these sentry posts are either not finished, or there are only two or three guards in them.

I thought I would soon be able to discover the location of the Dark Gate, but after walking for a whole day, I couldn't see the end of the road, and the only change was the appearance of a large number of orcs building the road. It seems that these savage creatures are ready to settle down here and live a good life.

Now that the roads have been built here, it is estimated that they will not be far from their base camp.

After walking for more than half a day, I finally saw the edge of the forest. There are still a lot of orcs working here, but the first thing they do is cut down a very large forest.

I have been around the edge of the forest, where there are no mountains or high places for me to look out. So I had to climb to the top of the tree as best I could to observe how they were being done.

In the middle of the cleared forest stood a very, very large, but unfinished stone gate. And the huge humanoid statues on both sides of the stone gate are not even half finished, although the shack camp built by this group of orcs is extremely primitive, but they seem to be more willing to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to build and decorate this gate.

But why did they build the gate in such a low-lying place? The place where they built the gate was clearly a pit with a not very steep slope.

When I looked closer, I realized that maybe I was mistaken, it was not a big pit at all, but a dry lake.

I'm sure the guy who teleported this bunch of beasts into this world has the ability to drain this pool, but I don't know how he got it.

There were also a lot of orc tents built around the gate in the huge lake basin, but there were few decent houses, and there were not many orcs here, they were more building the gate, and only a few were building fortifications and engineering equipment.

It seems that they have been preparing for an invasion.

When night came again, I sneaked into the camp, but I didn't see any wolves, and I was more afraid of the furry dogs than the orcs.

The camp was full of sweat and urine, and although almost all of the tents were family-based, the orcs who had been tired for a day not only had no entertainment, but also basically slept after eating, and the occasional laughter and cheers were out of step with the atmosphere here.

If these guys don't burn, kill and loot, maybe there is nothing wrong with settling down and farming and hunting. After all, the forest is so big, and the grassland is so big, it's not that they can't get along.

Sheik...... The word flashed through my head. That's right, their leaders are crucial.

Thinking of this, I quietly leaned towards the few houses that had been built well.

The tent in front of me was the largest one I remembered, with a few flags erected in front of it. The flag in the middle appears to be a blood-red triangle or ...... Mountain-like pattern.

One banner was painted with a flaming sword, and I was impressed by the pattern of eyes and lightning, while a banner with a two-headed wyvern and another with a grinning fanged skeleton was something I had never seen before.

The only flag I recognized at a glance was blue, with the flag with the wolf's head on it at the very edge.

Are they here...... I thought so in my heart, but I really wanted to know if the wife of the chieftain of this clan had given birth.

At this time, several orcs came out of the tent, and the orc at the head was simply ...... It's too big, it's a giant! Its long, curly black hair was draped over its shoulders, and the tattoos and long fangs on its face made this guy's face so terrifying.

I recognized the orc next to it at a glance, it was the black-handed orc who had fought me twice. It followed the giant orc as obedient as a child, and behind them was a young green-skinned orc, also with jet-black hands. And what surprised me the most was that the one who walked at the back was a female orc, and she ...... The hands are also black!

I'm impressed! I've once seen an orc with tattoos all over her hands and something like this having an indescribable affair with an ogre. And this female orc...... Could it be her?

The orc didn't seem to be happy, and she walked away after the three orcs. I quietly leaned against the door of the tent and looked inside, and was facing the entrance, and the inside of the tent was actually repaired.

Walking around the tent, there was a very hoarse and deep voice in the tent saying something. Just listening to the voice, you can feel that this must be a bad guy, and a really bad guy.

I put my ear to the tent and there was a voice inside. I pulled out my dagger and plunged it gently. There was also an orc in the tent, and the two orcs gradually turned from a calm conversation to an argument, and finally the thick voice seemed to compromise. His voice was lowered, and he finally stopped talking. There seemed to be a hint of mockery in the hoarse voice, and the laughter it emitted was as dull as a bellows being drawn.

Hiding in the shadows, I waited quietly for their conversation to end, and I wanted to see who was here, including the perpetrators of this disaster, what they looked like.

The tall orc came out of it, and the torches outside the tent illuminated its face, a face that I remembered. Especially the long thick braids that hung down to the chest, and the armor on his body. I've fought with it! I can't remember exactly where it was, but I'm sure I must have fought it.

Its face was not very good, and it looked a little depressed and unable to keep up its spirits. It seemed very tired, and slowly walked back to its camp, and the banner of this camp surprised me, could it be that this orc walking in front of it was the leader of the Frostwolf Clan, the chief of the clan, Durotan?

I suddenly remembered when and where I had fought him, and he had been very concerned about the necklace I was carrying.

The frostwolf tribe was no different from the other tribes in the camp, except that the tent they slept in was slightly larger, and the strong orc stood outside the tent, took a deep breath, and straightened his face before walking in.

There was an intimate conversation in the tent, and a voice that was not so rough and slightly delicate came from within. They seemed to be talking happily, and the orc was laughing happily, and of course I don't know what they were saying, so I can only guess that maybe this orc has the same emotions as humans.

I made a cut in the tent and I saw two orcs in the tent, a man and a woman, and the male orc's face was not the slightest bit hideous, and although his fangs did look awkward, his eyes told me that this guy wasn't the kind of mentally abnormal beast that had been going berserk.

He leaned back on a cushion made of animal skins. It was supposed to be his wife next to him, and the orc's bulging belly gave me goosebumps.

The uncomfortable man took his wife's shoulder with one hand. The other hand gently stroked his belly. The most heartwarming scene can happen to this group of beasts......

No, maybe I'm a little biased against them, and for the humans they slaughtered their families, this group is no different from beasts. However, from another point of view, they have their own emotions, their own way of life, and more importantly, they are here to survive.

It's just that they have their rules, we have our rules, and their leaders determine what their people are like. In other words, what kind of people will elect what kind of leaders.

Unbearable people caressed the bulging belly, if he was Dulongtan, then the female acquaintance's belly was the big chief of the group of people in the future.

When I think about this, I have a bit of mixed feelings. Should I intervene in this history? Kill him?

If he is solved now, what will the future look like?

Looking at the doting chieftain, it seemed to be completely out of step with the rampaging orcs. Maybe it's an orc who can be called "him".

I hurriedly dodged to the back, and an old orc led a huge wolf to the sound of footsteps. When I saw the huge wolf, my heart felt like it was going to jump out.

Hidden behind the tent, I held my breath and wanted to burrow myself into the dirt. The chief hurried to greet the orc, and as they got up to speak, I hurried away. Luckily, the wolf wasn't aware of my presence.

In the night, I slipped quietly to the gate that was being built. Thousands of orcs are doing this here? Why don't they save some effort to make a small one, just teleport people over, and what's the use of spending so much manpower and material resources to make such a thing?

This gate feels quite large from a distance, but when you get closer, you can appreciate the size of this gate, and I am simply shocked by it. Visually, the gate was about fifty meters wide, and the two pillars next to it were even wider than this one. There are two statues on either side of the gate, and I don't know who they are or what they symbolize.

When I walked up to the door and touched the door, I felt nothing but shock and shock, and I suddenly understood why they had built such a thing.

The other side of the gate is exactly the same as the one I saw, and in front of the door there was a large bunch of trees that had not been cut down, and two wooden cages had been built under the trees. You can figure out with your toes what's in the cage.

But I slipped through it anyway, and it wasn't just curiosity.

The wooden cages are not very large, with only four or five people in each cage.

The torches outside the wooden cage glowed faintly, and I didn't dare get too close, although I knew that there were humanoid creatures inside the cage, and I was afraid that they would shout. Second, it is easy to be discovered.

I pulled out my binoculars and was able to see that the cages weren't holding humans, but a different race that was very similar to what I remembered, the Draenei.

If you can bring the Draenei here, why not bring more troops? Wouldn't it be easier to crush our army if we brought all the tribes here?

Then why did they stop fighting? Wouldn't it be nice to summon all the orcs? Why was this gate built? Why build these roads?

Looking at the half-dead and emaciated Draenei in the cage, which will be sacrificed as materials for the summoning ceremony, I can't help but feel a little pity in my heart, and the captured humans!

I need to hurry back, if we are fast enough, we can save more lives.