Menethil's Power

Chapter 498 Conquering the Earth
Gul'dan, a name destined to be put on the shelf of shame, he is a traitor to the orc family, a traitor to the entire Draenor, and now every orc will spit on this name.

No wonder the other orcs were so surprised.

"What are you talking about? Gul'dan died more than ten years ago." Saurfang looked very calm compared to other orcs' stupefied.

"He is dead, but it can be said that he is not dead." Rexxar still did not have any emotional fluctuations.

"What do you mean?" Saurfang's eyes sharpened.

Few knew what had happened to the Old Horde better than this veteran. Gul'dan had destroyed Draenor, the home of all orcs, and would have continued to cause more suffering and destruction if he had survived.

"You should come and ask this guy yourself." Rexxar tilted his head, "He is very afraid of death, and with some tricks, he can tell all the truth."

Saurfang looked over, his dangerous eyes seemed to be looking at a prey, he was not sure what the half-ogre said was true, but now his keen insight has allowed him to see the key point, that What the other party brought was indeed a warlock.

This is enough, these guys who play with fel energy and shadows are generally not good things. Although a group of warlocks have pledged their allegiance to Great Chief Thrall, their leader Grodar himself admits that no warlock deserves complete respect. trust.

Looking at King Saurfang, Drak'Thul's heart trembled, he realized that he seemed to have forgotten a very important thing...

Saurfang looked at the other party, and suddenly felt that this old orc warlock looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it before. Saurfang was already relatively old, and he had fought with countless people in his life. After getting to know him, he can be sure that this person has met him several times, plus the name Rexxar mentioned...

Sarfar immediately remembered, his face changed drastically, and he remembered this former shadow council servant.

"Draxul?! You're not dead!" he growled.

All the warlocks under Gul'dan followed him to the Broken Shore, and it is said that they all died there, but now one of the low-level warlocks appeared in front of him alive. Does that mean that other warlocks are not dead, even Gul's Dan is still alive?

In an instant, Saurfang realized that the seriousness of the situation had risen to the point where it might pose a threat to the entire tribe. "Get him!" he yelled.

Those Orgrimmar infantry were taken aback, and a few straightforward guys grabbed their weapons and rushed towards Rexxar without saying a word, but were immediately stopped by their companions.Ten seconds later, Draxul, who was already bound with his hands, was completely tied up.

During this period, the orc warlock didn't resist at all, just resigned, but there was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, what he was most worried about happened. After all, he was one of the members of the Shadow Council back then. It's normal, but the one who recognized him turned out to be such a famous killing god as Saurfang. Is there anything more tragic than this?
But it doesn't matter, he has no hope for his next fate.

Seeing that Drak'Thul had been completely controlled, Saurfang's body relaxed. Just now, as long as the orc warlock made any changes, his Arcanite giant ax would be thrown out in an instant, but now it seems that this year The bottom figures of the Shadow Council did not grow much.

He looked at Rexxar again, "On behalf of the new tribe, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you, warrior of Moknatha."

The guard hadn't told him the half-breed's name before.

"Rexxar." The wanderer announced his name.

"So, Warrior Rexxar, apart from saying that his master is Gul'dan, did this warlock say anything else?"

"I'm just a wanderer, not proficient in interrogation and identifying lies, so I didn't deliberately remember his other words." Rexxar replied.

"A wise choice," Saurfar praised, "This kind of guy is basically full of lies, so please allow me to ask one more question, where did you capture him?"

"I've been wandering alone all these years..." Rexxar recounted his experiences.

"You are a true warrior, Rexxar, and the Horde needs a warrior like you." Saurfang said sincerely, "This warlock will be subjected to the most severe interrogation, and the warchief will personally intervene. As for you, Rexxar, I wish you would come with me to meet the Warchief, he would be delighted to make the acquaintance of such a heroic and righteous man as you."

Rexxar just wanted to refuse on the pretext that he wanted to continue living a wandering life, but he suddenly became curious about the new great chief. After all, it is said that he was raised by humans and quickly became a leader who led all orcs back to glory. hero.

Maybe he will be different from people like Blackhand and Grom.

So he pondered for a while, and finally agreed.

Saurfang nodded. Thrall's previous assassination made the whole of Orgrimmar panic, so that no one seemed to be trusted, but the new Moknatha wanderer in front of him should be very innocent, maybe he Can bring hope of breaking the game.

Or he had already brought it, Saurfang looked at the bound warlock, and his intuition told him that this guy must know something.

……

At the same time, in the Hall of Chiefs in the Valley of Wisdom in Orgrimmar.

Thrall was sitting on the throne of his clan, holding a bandage covered in powder in his hand, and was bandaging himself. The wound on his lower back was not big, but the slightest touch hurt to the marrow.

This is the fourth medicine he has changed today, but the effect is not particularly obvious.

That little poisonous arrow almost killed him. Thrall had never heard of such a vicious poison. He felt that he had truly been taken on the edge of life and death.

A few days ago, he was rushed back to Orgrimmar and handed over to the Prophet Drek'Thar for treatment. At that time, he himself maintained a clear consciousness, but the two high-level shamans worked together, and they were helpless with this toxin.

"The shaman's healing ability comes from the soul, which can be said to be the fifth element besides the earth, fire, storm, and water," said the old shaman Drek'Thar. One should have expected this, and somehow made it extremely resistant to our shaman's healing spells."

It is not possible to use the power of the soul to return to the body for treatment, but this toxin should lack resistance to the holy light and the power of nature, so the question arises, how can the orcs learn to use these two powers?

So Thrall could only use medicine in the end, the secret medicine provided by the Darkspear tribe.

"How does it feel?" Not far from Thrall, a tall, thin troll covered his face and asked, this is Vol'jin, the leader of the Darkspear tribe.

"The effect is getting better and better. Although it can't be eliminated from the root cause, I can work now." Thrall seemed a little optimistic.

The new tribe was just established, and he had to personally ask about every detail.

"When I prepare the formula, I should be able to restore your strength next time," Volkin said.

Thrall said he was ready to work, but in fact he had no fighting power, not even lifting the Doomhammer.

The Darkspear trolls don't understand this poison at all, and it takes a lot of trial and error to prepare its antidote. Only patriarch Vol'jin has the ability to see the effect after a few deployments.

Thrall nodded, expressing his thanks.

At this time, the paper report from the border was in front of his eyes. Thanks to the druids on the tauren side actively mediating, the Warsong clan would not be attacked if they retreated voluntarily. The time seemed to maintain a delicate, temporary balance that must not last long.

At this time, the Warsong clan was required to be stationed in the Barrens. Although Thrall believed that Grom could never be the mastermind of this assassination, the Warsong clan should obviously express something before getting rid of the suspicion. most common means.

"Any news about that clan?" Thrall said to his advisor, Eitrigg.

Eitrigg shook his head, "The Burning Blade clan has long since disappeared with the destruction of the old tribe, I only found a few remaining members of the Burning Blade clan, but none of them knew anything about the clan's re-establishment. "

This is an experienced old warrior. He doesn't have the amazing combat power of Saurfang, but he has more experience and wisdom. In the original history, this old orc would become friends with Tirion Fordring, and Let the latter express the emotion of "the most noble orc, the most despicable human being".

However, Tirion in this timeline is still in Northrend. He participated in several important wars with Isaacs before, and it is almost impossible to wander around his territory and suddenly find an orc.On the other hand, because Lordaeron's national strength has been fully enhanced, it is extremely unrealistic for Eitrigg to live in seclusion next to a major city.

At that time, he chose to leave because he was dissatisfied with the atrocities of the old tribe. He wanted to choose a hidden place to live in seclusion, but he did not expect to become a prisoner of the Lordaeron after changing hands, and then he was imprisoned in a hillsbrad. In the medium-sized shelter, he was finally rescued by Thrall.

Although the timeline has changed, the warchief has found his advisor.

Listening to Eitrigger's report, Thrall's face was gloomy, and the wound on his lower back suddenly felt a dull pain again.The so-called Burning Blade Clan is obviously a cover, a bait and a trap thrown by the real lurkers. It would be foolish to waste time and energy on this.

But how to find those guys hiding in the dark?Thrall didn't allow them to destroy his tribe any more, but he felt helpless.

Although Drek'Thar has the title of prophet, the future he can see is not something he can decide, so it is impossible to know who is hiding in the dark through prophecy.

Just when Thrall was having a headache, King Saurfang walked in, followed by a man who looked like a strong ogre, Thrall looked at them, these two uninvited guests, with some surprise.

Without waiting for Thrall to ask, Saurfang began to introduce Rexxar, "This is an excellent warrior, the Horde has been waiting for glory, and now he has waited." Finally he concluded: "He heard that the warchief Because of your deeds, he came here especially because he wanted to contribute to the tribe. On the way, he captured a former Shadow Council warlock, and that warlock should know a lot."

"A shadow council warlock?" Thrall was taken aback, but then his eyes lit up, "Bring him here! I want to interrogate him myself!" he said.

Intuition told him that this should be the key to breaking the game.

(End of this chapter)