Menethil's Power

Chapter 528 One Person, One City

Although in this timeline, Gallywix, the tycoon of the Bilgewater Consortium, defected to the Horde early and contracted the construction of Orgrimmar, which did not allow his counterparts in Ratchet City to intervene, but he also made this city The city is advertised as the city that "never falls".Orgrimmar is built in a natural canyon, and the cliffs on both sides are its best barriers.

But unfortunately, within a few years after it was built, the city was attacked, and the attackers were only two people.

The barrier sealed the gate and isolated the tribal soldiers from the outside. With their abilities, it was absolutely impossible to break the wall of sighs. At this moment, Orgrimmar really counted as never falling, but it was aimed at For the soldiers of the tribe.

They were isolated outside the city, and there was nothing they could do to cause trouble for Isaacs.

But the orcs and troll archers on the city wall were not affected at all. A wave of untidy arrow rain and spear throwing covered an area around Isaacs, but the young human prince didn't have to look back. By the way, the sacred shield that blocked Lunara emerged behind him. This shield is naturally made of crystallized holy light, and there is even a fine Lordaeron emblem on it.

Under the effect of the crystallized holy light, even the most basic holy weapon ability of a paladin will have an astonishing performance.

Just when Isaacs was about to fight back, the thick green vines climbed up the city wall of Algerima like a giant python, entangled the tribal archers and spearmen, and many people obviously encountered this kind of attack for the first time. Situation, howls of terror.

After finishing all this, Lunara looked at Isaacs with doubts in her emerald green eyes, "This orc city looks huge, do you know where we should go?"

Isaacs glanced at the scene in Orgrimmar City, "It seems that the tribe's economy has developed well." He said with great interest: "It seems to be a bank over there, and there is even an auction house not far away. field."

The interior of Orgrimmar is not the scene of a military city, and it can even be called prosperous. The guards outside the city should be the first batch of improvised.

The city wasn't slow to respond to the invasion, it's just that Isaacs came too fast.

Orcs, tauren, trolls, goblins, this kind of multi-race gathering scene can only be seen in the royal city of Lordaeron except those neutral cities.These people are not warriors, but merchants, artisans and travelers from far away, in short, they are all civilians.

None of them seem to realize what it means to see a human being in Orgrimmar. Many people looked at Isaacs and the eye-catching holy light barrier behind him with surprised and puzzled eyes, but After Lunara summoned the giant living vines, they realized that the two uninvited guests did not seem to have good intentions.

And very powerful.

A little confusion ensued, as more Orgrimmar guards pushed through the crowd and rushed towards the main gate from all over the city.

The memory is already a little fuzzy. After all, it has been more than 20 years. Even if the memory is strengthened, it is still difficult to recall. Isaacs narrowed his eyes and found that the layout of Orgrimmar did not seem to have changed much.

Sure enough, even if the timeline is deflected again, there will always be some places that overlap with the normal trajectory.

"This way." Isaacs said, leading Lunara towards the street whose top was covered by thick rough canvas. If memory serves me correctly, the fortress of the great chieftain of the tribe is on the other side of the dark alley area.

His actions caused an uproar among the Gorgrima guards. "He's going to the Chieftain's Keep!" someone shouted.

It would undoubtedly be a disgrace to all the orc warriors in Orgrimmar if a human broke into the great chief like this, but no matter how furious the soldiers were, they could not stop Isaacs. There seemed to be a powerful sacred field around him, except for him No one other than the dryad can approach him within ten meters, and neither arrows, spears nor spells can have an effect on him.And once the orcs tried to block his way forward, the huge crystallized holy power hammer would greet him, causing a crowd to turn their backs.

They could only watch him enter the dark alley area, feeling aggrieved and powerless.

Isaacs repeated his old trick and erected a wall of sighs at the entrance of the dark alley area. This is not the only entrance to the dark alley area, but the others are trails, and the number of people who can pass is limited.

"Are you dividing the city?" Lunara seemed to see something.

"Yes." Isaacs nodded, "This should make them more peaceful."

However, at this moment, a deep voice came from the shadow not far away, "Misha, come on!"

As soon as the voice fell, the giant brown bear howled and rushed over. The powerful brute force directly shattered the sacred field that Isaacs had set up to block ordinary orc soldiers. It was like a broken mirror, and the pale golden holy light The shards shone brilliantly.And just when the huge bear paw was about to touch the back of Isaacs' head, he turned around abruptly, and the hand of order had turned into a shield, easily separated the bear paw, and hit Misha heavily on the nose.

For bears and group animals, the fragile nose is obviously a key point. The aggressive giant bear whimpered, backed up again and again, and almost fell to the ground directly.

Isaacs didn't care about him anymore, but looked towards the direction Misha rushed out of. It was a dark cave with a dense fang decoration at the entrance, and a bronze light flashed in his eyes.

Lunara didn't notice this, "Back off! Son of Ursoc!" she snapped, with such anger, and the giant bear named Misha literally turned around and ran back to where he came from. place.

Nothing happened after that.

"Let's move on, and we will meet the leader of the tribe soon." Isaacs said.

"Shouldn't there be enemies? This female bear should have an owner." Lunara was a little puzzled.

"It has been resolved, and they can no longer cause trouble for us." Isaacs said.

Lunara looked at Isaacs' determined expression, and seemed to want to say something, what does it mean that it has been resolved?She didn't see any movement from him at all, and the dryad suddenly felt that Isaacs was a little strange, and she didn't seem to really understand him.

But she didn't speak, she didn't want to explore Isaacs' secret.

At this time, in the cave named Shadow Gap, the half-ogre Rexxar, the shadow hunter Khan, and the tauren chief Kane Bloodhoof were all holding weapons and tensed their bodies, looking ready to go. , but they have maintained this posture, like a statue.

Misha, who ran back, was also completely stagnant, her nose was swollen and bloodshot, and she looked very embarrassed.

Time has completely stopped in this area.

These three tribal heroes had previously intercepted Red Blackhand with the Saurfang brothers, but then returned to Orgrimmar with the captured Grom. The Shadow Rift can be said to be the darkest and most gloomy in Orgrimmar In addition to placing those warlocks who surrendered to the tribe, it is also a place to imprison some special criminals, and the Warsong chief who drank the blood of the devil should also be imprisoned here.

After placing Grom Hellscream, they heard the commotion, and just wanted to make some moves, but they could only be sculptures—these three still had certain strength, so Isaacs directly controlled them first .

The density of guards in the dark alley area was significantly lower than that of the previous Valley of Power. Isaacs and Lunara soon came to the end. This is the Valley of Spirits, and the fortress of the tribal chief is just ahead.

A group of more elite guards than the city guards of Augrimar guarded the fortress, watching the two of Isaacs, but did not directly attack.

They are Kor'kron, the elite defenders of Warchief Thrall.

And at the entrance of the fortress, an old orc with white beard and hair stood there. He was covered with a pitch-black eyepatch, but he didn't seem to feel any discomfort due to loss of vision. Not strong but not stooped either.

"I'm Drek'Thar, the chief's advisor." The old orc first announced his name. He turned to Lunara and then to Isaacs. Although he had no vision, he seemed to be looking at them.

This old shaman known as "Ke Zhen E the Orc" is not only Thrall's mentor, but also a wise man. When the entire old tribe succumbed to Gul'dan's majesty, only he and Thrall's father Durotan noticed. When it came to the truth, it was he who resolutely led the Frostwolf clan into the snow-capped mountains of Alterac during the powerful period of the tribe, waiting silently for the return of Thrall, the son of destiny. His eyes covered with black cloth seemed to be able to see into the future.

He finally "looked" at Lunara, "Dear Daughter of Nature, I think your actions have violated the peace agreement we signed."

"On the contrary, we came here in peace." Isaacs wanted to speak first, "and not just about peace between the Horde and the night elves."

Drek'Thar's expression moved slightly, because he was wearing a blindfold, so he couldn't guess his emotions from his facial expressions, "Your Excellency represents the Alliance? But your Excellency's forcible invasion of Orgrimmar is not an act of peace."

Although Thrall's philosophy is to lead the tribe to survive in this world, in the eyes of most orcs, the alliance is the biggest enemy. After all, it has only been more than ten years since the old tribe was defeated, and quite a few orcs have The experience of working as a coolie in the shelter, in this timeline, because of Isaacs’s suggestion, the orcs’ captive life is much harder. Not only do they have to undertake all kinds of hard work, but they can only get full food as compensation.

"Of course I can represent the Alliance." Isaacs narrowed his eyes, "But Shaman of the Frostwolf Clan, don't you really know me? I think that little fellow Thrall should have told you about me in detail. "

He even called the warchief "little guy", and there was a commotion at the Kor'kron Guards.

When he said this, Drek'Thar was immediately moved, "Isaacs Menethil." He said the name in a very complicated tone.

He is the prince of Lordaeron and Thrall's raiser. It seems that there is nothing wrong with calling Thrall a little guy. Drek'Thar didn't know whether to express gratitude or hatred to him. He rescued Thrall and taught him It can be said that without his cultivation of human knowledge and fighting skills, there would be no great chief of the tribe today, but on the other hand, he regarded Thrall as a slave and threw him into the bloody arena to fend for himself.

He is also very powerful, and the tribe knows a little bit about the battle of Quel'Thalas, so Drek'Thar knows very well that this young human being in front of him should be considered the strongest human being if he doesn't count the human mage who conspired with Gul'dan By.

If it wasn't for the war against the demons, Thrall might still be the slave of the other party and had no chance to escape, but even if the tribe was reborn from the ashes, it would be difficult for them to get any cheap in the Eastern Kingdom. The development of the road was beyond everyone's imagination. Therefore, after learning of the existence of Kalimdor, the orcs resolutely migrated here. The Lun army returned from Quel'Thalas, and the new tribe, which had finally improved a bit, probably died in its infancy.

And now, the most feared human in this tribe has come to Orgrimmar alone.

"Since we entered Durotar, we have not harmed the lives of any tribe members. Doesn't that show my sincerity?" Isaacs said calmly, "Aren't you going to let me in? I want Meet your warchief."

"I'm afraid not." The old shaman flatly refused, "It's not convenient for the chief to receive outsiders now."

"Is it because the toxins in the body have not been cleaned up, and he is still weak at this time?" Isaacs smiled meaningfully.

Drek'Thar's expression changed, and many Kor'kron guards drew their weapons directly. The situation of the great chief is the tribe's top secret. How could this human being know?
"Don't be too nervous." Isaacs said kindly, like a gentle gentleman, "We are here for this." He pointed at Lunara, "The daughter of Cenarius is very proficient in the way of nature and life, she can heal Your great chief."

(End of this chapter)