Menethil's Power

Chapter 35 The Snowstorm in Alterac

For Horde chief Orgrim Doomhammer, the significance of launching this war is not just to fight for survival, but more importantly, to restore the orcs to their original glory.

In his idea, the orcs were originally a noble race, sincere and pure.But Gul'dan ruined it all when he induced his brethren to drink the blood of demons, turning them into bloodthirsty monsters.Since then, the orcs have only fought for the sake of fighting and killing for the sake of killing. They ruthlessly destroyed their own world and brought disaster to Azeroth.

Fortunately, all this was stopped by his Doomhammer.Living up to his great name, he rescued his people from the evil Gul'dan and restored them to the Horde's honor.Now the Horde has been reborn, and the orcs are now fighting for their families, their fellow men and their future, and they are united as brothers to defend their glory.

But guarding the glory doesn't mean he won't win by some dishonorable means.War has always been intrigue and intrigue, and the light of victory is enough to cover up the ugliness behind it.Glory always belongs to the winner.Doomhammer knew this very well, so he simply and neatly dealt with the former warchief Black Hand who had full confidence in him, and took charge of the tribal power himself.

Conquering the Northern Continent was far less easy than the Southern Continent. The war in Quel'Thalas was at a stalemate, but it was not irretrievable. However, Doomhammer resolutely gave up his plan to attack the elves, even at the cost of losing his allies.Because he received a letter, a letter from a high-ranking enemy, and what is even more incredible is that this letter actually showed an intention to surrender.

The intention of this high-ranking official to surrender is obviously firm and enthusiastic, because this is already the No.3 envoy he sent.These heroic envoys all sacrificed their lives for this great cause of peace, and the first two were killed by orcs as spies.The third also suffered the same fate, but before his death, he screamed loudly in Orcish and aroused the idea of ​​​​a blood guard, so the parchment with a great mission was finally sent to Doomhammer.

Orgrim was moved by this persistent spirit, he quickly replied, and agreed to meet with the other party face to face, in order to show his sincerity, he didn't even let the blood guards follow him, he just brought Brox Saurfang with him go to.This is enough, with an epic-level fighter and a hero-level fighter, it is impossible for the alliance to make a hasty arrangement that is enough to ambush them.

As night fell, Orgrim and Brox hurried out of the camp.The meeting place is in a small valley surrounded by solid rock walls, so it has quite good concealment.Doomhammer reached the bottom of the valley without any difficulty, and saw a figure wearing a long-distance running hood leaning against the rock wall and panting, presumably this was the person he wanted to meet.

The orc didn't hide his movements, the figure looked over in panic, and after seeing the two orcs clearly, he couldn't help but took two steps back, "Is that the Horde chief Orgrim Doomhammer opposite? " he asked in his battered orc language.

Orgrim was a little surprised, the timid guy in front of him obviously did a lot of homework for this meeting, but it seems that this person's language talent is not very good, "Yes, King Perenolde of Alterac , I hope our meeting will go smoothly." He replied in fluent Mandarin.

Embarrassed, Perenolde approached the two orcs a little cowering, and took off his hood in respect.The king had narrow eyes and a sullen face, which reminded Orgrim of Gul'dan.He was a little uncomfortable. He would rather deal with heroic and upright people than these sinister villains, like those few heroic Alliance commanders who won the respect of the warchief even as enemies.

"I'm very happy to meet without any unpleasant things between us." Perenold tried his best to maintain a calm posture, and it was obvious that he was nervous.Doomhammer looked around, but didn't find any humanoid creatures, which meant that the human king, who had little fighting power, came here alone.This courage is really admirable, but it is completely inconsistent with his current betrayal, and Doomhammer has a doubt in his heart.

"I never thought that a human being would take the initiative to contact us." He said calmly, "Your compatriots' resistance is very heroic. I am curious what prompted you to make such a decision."

"They can't resist, this alliance is full of ugliness, everyone has their own ghosts." Perenolde's eyes suddenly became resentful, "Alterac did not get its due status at all, they plundered without restraint My interests have never given me the slightest respect, even a stubborn illegitimate child can wantonly trample on the dignity of Alterac, how can such an alliance be worth everything I pay for it?" His voice was hoarse, his expression distorted.

Doomhammer had no expression on his face, he had no interest in human politics, but it was certain that Perenold's surrender was not a conspiracy.After venting his grievances, the King of Alterac put on a flattering tone, "The Horde is too powerful, I can't see any hope of defeating you, so I come here with sincerity, and I just ask you to promise me A small condition."

"State your request." Doomhammer said.

"I will open the road to Alterac, so that you can easily enter the hinterland of Lordaeron and capture the royal city of Lordaeron. My request is only trivial, and that is to preserve Alterac." He was eager He said, "This is just a small country with a harsh environment and a small population. When you occupy the entire continent, you will definitely not care about this tiny place, right?"

Doomhammer narrowed his eyes. "You'll make way for us through the mountains," he called out, "in exchange for us not attacking your territory?"

"Yes."

"Deal," said Doomhammer. "I will lead the Horde quickly through the mountains, and will not stop and plunder your people. When we conquer this continent, I will send someone to protect your land. This is a Warchief Promise of."

Perenold breathed a sigh of relief, obviously he had been under tremendous mental pressure before.The Alterac king carefully took out a map, "The main passage of Alterac is marked here, and I can guarantee that there will be no guards on the northern road in the next week."

Doomhammer unfolded the map and studied it. "Yes, the map is very clear."

"Okay." Perenolde looked at Doomhammer. "Now that the negotiations are complete, I will take my leave," he said after a short pause.

Doomhammer waved his hand casually, and Perenolde hurried into the boulders and began to climb up, and he was clearly afraid that Doomhammer would keep him as a guest on a whim.But at this moment, the orc chief's attention was focused on the map, and he was completely ignored.

Brooks, who had been silent all the time, spoke, "It's ironic, we still have to rely on the person we hate the most to win."

Doomhammer agreed. "This is war," he sighed.
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At the same time, in a tavern in Alterac.

Captain Jill Loren sipped the glass of cheap beer, smiling as his subordinates chatted loudly, swigged their spirits, and molested their waitresses.He used to be as arrogant and heroic as them, and the military salary would be spent immediately when he got it.But now that he has a family, a man with a family must take responsibility, so the former soldier has transformed into a good man who is diligent and thrifty and takes care of his family in just a few years.

This [-]-year-old man has outstanding abilities, and even his immediate boss admits that he is more suitable to be a commander, but it is a pity that he is a civilian.Jill Loren participated in this war undoubtedly with the idea of ​​getting ahead. Unfortunately, the infantry division he served has always existed as a reserve team, and there is almost no chance of fighting.

A month ago, when his wife had written to tell him about the birth of their youngest daughter, Larisa, Jill Loren felt the burden on her shoulders a little heavier.He followed his boss's suggestion to take a private job to protect a mage exploring in the mountains of Alterac, which was very well paid.The two parties agreed to meet at the Melting Snow Hotel in Xuelin Town.

The door of the hotel opened, and a young man in a brown leather robe walked in. He was carrying a staff on his back. He had a handsome face and a few snowflakes on his long brown-red hair.He saw Jill Loren and his party wearing Lordaeron's battle robe at a glance, so he walked over with brisk steps.

"Good evening, guys, I'm the mage Rhonin. I think you should be my guards on this trip." The young man looked at their wine glasses with an exaggerated expression, "Oh my God, what about the good guys from Lordaeron?" Can drink this kind of thing! Please give us each a glass of dwarf spirits, the mellowest kind." He said to the waitress.

This action of the young mage instantly won the favor of the soldiers, and he joined them almost without hindrance, without the aloof attitude of other mages.

Gilloren raised his glass to the young mage, "Hello, Ronin, I'm Captain Gilloren, and I'm glad to be fighting alongside you." He drank the spirit, and the familiar burning sensation spread from his stomach to his throat .A happy expression appeared on his face, how long had it been since he had drunk such high-quality spirits?three years?five years?

With a smile on his face, Luo Ning also drank a glass without changing his expression, and at the same time secretly signaled the waitress to refill Jill Loren's glass.The captain noticed his movements, and his affection for the young man grew greatly. "May I ask, why did a young and promising mage like you come to Alterac in such a horrible weather?" He asked flatteringly.

"I am a special investigator of Blizzard Corporation," the young mage explained. "The company received news that a thorium vein was discovered in the northern mountains of Alterac, so they sent me to detect its location and reserves."

"I see." Jill Loren understood, he knew that thorium was a precious magic metal. "Compared to being enriched by those nobles, I would rather hope that Blizzard can master this kind of advanced material." He gestured to the space package on his waist, "At least you can make something that is really affordable. Common people like me Space items are used because of you."

"This is exactly what our boss has always emphasized," Ronin said with a smile, "Magic changes lives."

　Happy New Year to everyone~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)