Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 870 200.MC Self-improvement group starts, strong minions lead the group, Warlock is full, come buckle 1

   "The Thorium Brotherhood's dark iron dwarves are more stubborn than their stubborn brethren, and words alone won't make them go with you willingly, Mr. Black.

   And I think your blueprint is a little too perfect and idealistic.

   After all, even us orcs know that the contradictions between the three dwarves are almost irreconcilable. "

  After Hansel was carried out by two orc guards, the old orc shaman Drek'Thar, who had been watching silently, said in a gentle tone:

   "These neutral dwarves have a large camp on the fringes of Searing Gorge, where they play 'hide and seek' with Thaurissan's army, nearly being beheaded by their brethren.

   It was only after Kor'kron entered that area that the Thorium Brotherhood got a chance to breathe.

   We have a certain level of cooperation with them.

   But because of this, we know how stubborn they are. This is a group of artisans with knowledge, they have their own programs and goals, and they have also experienced hardships.

  This is an organization with souls, although it is very weak, it is not easy to absorb them. "

   "But it's not as difficult as you think, Lord Shaman."

  Black took out the jug and shook it by his ear, saying to Drek'Thar:

   "Because they have a goal and are eager to achieve it, helping them achieve that goal gets a lot of goodwill and goodwill. I'm never afraid of subordinates or future subordinates having ideals.

  In my opinion, ideals can also be used.

   As for bridging the grievances of the three dwarves, I admit that I don't have such a big face, but I can give them a chance. All hatred comes from not understanding, so I just give them a bridge

  Whether they still want to play dog ​​brains later, or whether they want to slowly rebuild the three-family co-governance inherited by the King of the Mountain, that is their problem. "

   "But why?"

   Drek'Thar with black cloth strips on his eyes said suspiciously:

   "I don't see the benefit you get from doing this, and I have serious doubts about your claim to be a pacifist."

   "The reason."

  Blake rubbed his forehead and said:

   "Because I got some news in advance, maybe there is a disaster brewing, I just increase the odds for the side I am on.

   You may also get this news soon.

   This is also an opportunity, or a choice, that you will face. It should not be too long, just within two or three months. "

After   , the pirate changed the subject and didn't say more. He obviously provoked Drek'Thar's interest, but he tried it to create a sense of mystery.

   and the illusion of being in control.

  No problem, the old Pua did it.

   "The friends I invited are already on their way, and they will arrive at Blackrock Mountain soon."

  Blake broke his fingers and said:

"My dearest comrade, His Highness Kael'thas Sunstrider and his mages, Meri Winterwind, leader of the Council of Tirisfal, and his companions, and my brother-in-law, and two mighty warriors, and My allegiance to His Majesty the Tidehunter is the vanguard of the valiant Hydraxian water elemental army.

   In the end it was me.

   I won’t talk about that long list of powerful and cool titles, in short, they are very powerful. "

   The old shaman nodded.

  If possible, a shaman like him who respects the elements is unwilling to go to fight an elemental monarch, but on the one hand, the Frostwolf clan still owes Black a huge favor.

   On the other hand, the existence of the Fire Lord filled the Blackrock Mountain and the Burning Plains with the power of the flame element, which severely squeezed the space for other elements.

   The shaman apprentices of Drek'Thar can only learn the summoning of fire elements here, but as the inheritors of the ancient shamanic heritage, it is impossible for the old shaman to allow his apprentices to specialize in only one elemental summoning.

   Long-term companionship with the fire element, without the power of other elements blending, will have an irreversible impact on the shaman's mind.

  Look at the shamans of the Dark Iron dwarves, one by one, their fickle rages, their mood changes like madness, is the result of this long-term single-element connection.

   So even from a realistic point of view, to restore the shamanic heritage of the orthodox tribe, Drek'Thar must join Black's team and expel the Fire Lord from the Molten Core.

   This achieves the elemental balance in the Burning Steppes and Searing Gorge areas.

   After Black finished talking about the members on his side, Drek'Thar also said:

   "Thanks to the fact that the Water Elemental Legion recently opened up Azeroth's powerful water power to me and my apprentices, we were able to form a team of thirty shamans.

  I will personally lead the team to participate. "

   Having said this, Drektal turned his head and "looked" at Red, and he said:

   "In addition, Brocks and Varok will also participate in this operation on behalf of the orthodox tribe. After all, it is in our territory, and we can't let the guests see jokes."

   This sentence made Reid's eyes widen, and then the orc chief snorted and said nothing, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  Humph, these old **** can handle it clearly.

   At the critical moment, he still gave him the face of the Great Chief.

   "Very good, this is enough to send the Fire Lord back to his hometown, the elemental monarch clone in the Molten Heart is actually not as strong as you think.

   As long as he clears up the fire demon leaders it sent from the realm of fire sources, the isolated and helpless Flame King has only one way to go. "

   Black laughed, got up from the chieftain's throne, and said to Drek'Thar:

   "But I'm curious, it's been so long, haven't Grom and his Warsong clan been found? Where the **** are they wandering?"

   "The Hinterlands."

   For this question, Drek'Thar has nothing to hide.

  The old shaman shook his head and said:

   "Grom never cut off communication with us. He refused to join Blackrock Spire, and mocked Brocks as an old dog that couldn't bite, mocked Varok for serving trash, and said I was a stupid blind man"

   "That's right, the trash Grom said was me."

  Reid shrugged beside him, and the Great Chief said without any psychological pressure:

   "I thought Grom Hellscream was provocative in this way.

   But then I found out that he was a stinky orc chieftain who enjoyed the simple taunts and provocations, and was always looking forward to a fight with an angry man.

   I almost fell for it.

   almost accepted his invitation to a duel, and then I realized that I didn't live enough, so let him scold me. "

   "Grom is like that, and rudeness is his weapon. Just like you, Mr. Black, Grom is good at making people hate him.

   But unlike you're just joking or crafting it, Grom's rudeness is simply out of disgust for the fight that ensues. "

  The old shaman of Frostwolf had a very tired expression, he said:

   "Even among the orcs who are generally bad-tempered, the Hellscream family is the best at anger, especially after taking the lead in drinking the demon blood, Grom's anger has been strengthened.

   As far as I can remember, he was always angry, anger anytime, anywhere.

   He saw everyone as an enemy to be defeated, and if others did not fight, he taunted them and laughed at them until he got a good fight.

   If there are no enemies to challenge, he will find a way to create enemies.

   He sees war and battle as pleasure, and battle as life and the purpose of life. He lived to fight, and he was willing to die to fight. "

   "Sounds like an anti-human, anti-social maniac."

   Black rubbed his chin and said:

   "Based on the not lengthy conversation I had with him last time, he's certainly not a character you'd feel liked. But what's he doing in the Hinterlands?

  I’ve been in Kul Tiras all this time, and I haven’t paid much attention to the situation in the Eastern Continent, so please tell me a little bit. "

   "He's at war with the trolls, Captain.

  Grom Hellscream was supposed to challenge famous warriors all over the northern frontier.

As far as we know, Marshal Garithers of Lordaeron, General Danas Trollbane of Stromgarde, and Hawksbill the Ranger King of Quel'Thalas have all lost to him. .

   Garithus almost beheaded by him. "

  Reid took the initiative to explain:

"He himself said in the letter that it was to 'test' those warriors, and he also mocked the strong men of Azeroth, but because he and his clan were wandering around, the army was encircled and forced into Sint. Orchid's Eagle's Nest in the mountains.

  In order to secure a strong base, Grom and his Warsong clan stormed into the evilbranch troll city of Sin'Tala after a raid that defeated Falstad Wildhammer, the lord of the Wildhammer dwarves.

   The last time he sent a message was more than half a month ago.

   It is said that he has breached the outer perimeter of the city and started to march into the city, also threatening to slaughter trolls no more difficult than slaughtering draenei

   That's a lunatic, Captain.

   He has already fallen into the frenzy of war, and he will feel uncomfortable if he does not fight for a day. Such people cannot cooperate, just like a mad dog watching who bites who.

   No wonder my father and Gul'dan didn't bring him and his clan into Azeroth back then.

   Nobody can control them.

   They can't do it themselves. "

   "Sounds like something Grom Hellscream would do."

  Black nodded, he was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said:

   "Calculate the time, it should be fast, right?"

   "Well, it's almost time."

   Drek'Thar nodded as if playing a riddle.

   This made Reid and Maim stare at each other, not knowing what these two guys were talking about. It was like an encrypted radio station. They knew every word, but together they didn't know what they were talking about.

   "Speaking of which, we've talked for so long, and I still don't know how you're going to bring us into Molten Core?"

  The old shaman asked:

   "The road leading to that place is said to be in the depths of Darkforge City, and there is only one ancient altar road leading to it, how can we get there?

  The Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan is afraid that he will not give us convenience? "

   "This is easy."

   Black snapped his fingers and said:

   "We're going in with the Dark Iron rig. There should be enough rigs in the Thorium Brotherhood that we can mobilize. Don't worry, I went there once when I was drunk last time."

  The pirate proudly pointed his thumb to himself and said:

   "It's okay to get on my car, the old driver won't overturn."

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At the same time, at the junction of the Searing Gorge and the Barren Land, near the magic teleportation point set up by the Alliance at the end of the Orc War, Fenna Jinjian, who stayed here, was humming a pirate song and smashed a large piece of fresh Thunder Lizard Tenderloin. The skewers were grilled on the bonfire, and there was light shining not far away.

   Fenna whistled, knowing that the guests were coming.

But she was not in a hurry to meet her. Instead, she took a few pieces of meat from the corpse of the giant thunder lizard behind her that had been hacked to death by her. Ten minutes later, when a group of people appeared at the entrance of the valley where Fenna was camping, the idiot warrior A delicious BBQ meal is ready.

   She also greeted Prince Kael'thas, whom she knew well, and invited him to come and taste her craft.

   There are quite a few people here.

Prince Kael'thas, who seems to be in a good mood, and his beautiful squire, besides these two elves, the always cold-faced old Lich Merri Winterwind also appeared here with his deputy Khadgar. .

   "Wait here now, everyone."

  Fina greeted everyone and said:

   "Blake went to Blackrock Mountain to find the greenskins for reinforcements. He also said that he would get us some special transportation. This is the meeting point, and we have to wait for two important partners to come.

  I brought enough tents and drinking water, and food is also available here, everyone can do it as they please, don’t be restrained. "

   It's too late to say, but it's too soon.

   Just as Fina was chatting with the expedition members who came one after another, a violent wave of teleportation magic reverberated in the valley. There were several powerful mages here, and everyone responded in an instant.

   But when they looked up at the sky, they were stunned to find that a strange aircraft accelerated twice, rushed out of the huge portal with a humming sound, and pulled out a cool Z-shaped shaking in the sky.

   There were two cheerful cute girls sitting on the strange aircraft painted in faint blue.

   "Yo ro, let's go! My Royal Highness's Dragon Throne is about to land, stay away, my aircraft is full of terrible weapons, I'm not responsible for anyone who gets hurt!"

  Little Xingxing shouted, grabbed the joystick, and steered his "Throne of Stars" aircraft around the valley several times, earning enough eyeballs, and then swayingly parked it on the ground.

  This rare technological thing immediately attracted the attention of curious mages.

  Full of energy, His Highness Xing Xing jumped down from his throne, took out the key of the mechanical aircraft with full air, and pressed it without looking back.

  In the strange and sharp sound effects, the high-tech aircraft re-launched and entered the cruise defense mode around the valley.

   "Where's Blake? The second officer is back."

  Xiaoxing played with her "car keys", she looked at Fenna and shouted:

   "Fortunately, I didn't lose my life this time. He really should have gone to see how this Highness slaughtered the Quartet in the Moonlight Woodland. Hey, what kind of meat is this? It's so fragrant, is it specially prepared for me?

   Then I'm welcome. "

   His Royal Highness Blue Dragon crouched by the bonfire, grabbed Fenna's roasted meat, and started to eat it without being too hot.

Nearly an hour later, under a rumble of ground shaking, several silly, dark and thick black iron drilling rigs drilled through the ground. As the square door of the weird thing opened, Blake with a pipe strode through it. get out.

   He counted the heads, then threw a Shadow Summoning Stone at random, snapped his fingers at everyone, and said:

   "Click the door, pull people."

   "Let's do it!"

   (end of this chapter)