Stratholme God

   Chapter 789 Drag the Alliance into the Water (2 more)

   The mad roar of the brain!

   Lungs are about to explode!

   Those big enlarged nostrils, if you say that he is not an orc, but a tauren, maybe some people believe it.

   "Bastard! How dare you underestimate me!?" Brain Can Roar clenched [Blood Roar] and stood up in an instant.

   Lor'themar's height of two meters is not short, but Brain Can Roar is nearly three meters tall!

   Looking at each other, it is like a child and an adult!

   Brain Can Roar's burly physique, the size of two Lor'themar, looks very oppressive.

   In the face of those explosive muscles, as well as the big mouth and fangs that seemed to drip blood at any time, if you were a real civil servant, you might be scared to pee.

  Lor'themar, who is known as Aqiang, is a weak scholar. Nowadays, the world only sees his talent in internal affairs. Only McDonald's knows that his combat power can at least rank among the second-tier heroes.

  Lor'themar didn't move, while sneering, his long eyebrows were raised, clearly saying - you try to touch me?

  Without an order, the elite knights guarding him drew their swords and glared at the orcs.

   At the same time, the four quadruple-mounted 20mm cyclone anti-aircraft turrets on the edge of the urn reacted, lowered the barrels together, and aimed at the bewildered orc. Countless spears and short cannons protruded from the shooting holes. The bombardiers clenched the grenades in their hands.

  Only McDonald, standing on the city wall, still stared coldly at Brain Cannon Roar with his gaze looking down at all beings.

   Garrosh's shoes were shaking with rage.

   What can he do?

   Just received the news that the original owner hung up. He immediately killed him from the plane of [Iron Tribe], just to play a civet cat for the prince.

   He is so big that he can endure humiliation and go to another world to save his father, Grom, which itself means that his temper is much restrained, he understands that the big chrysanthemum is the most important thing, and even hesitant to let his father come to power.

   Going back to this main plane where I don't know what he has done, and the time point is earlier, he is also a traverser, and has a more important task - to seize the position of the great chief of the tribe here.

   If at this point in time, the Alliance had taken in ‘he’ who was a defeated soldier, he would have killed the Alliance Leader’s palace minister in a fit of rage. This would be revenge, and be despised by the orcs.

Even if the    Alliance kills him here, the Horde will not let half of his farts.

   This is a big plan if you can't bear it.

  Despite being extremely aggrieved, despite his anger, Garrosh has a rare IQ online.

   Mingming gritted his fangs in his mouth and endured a huge humiliation, but he still shouted: "Let's go!"

   walked towards the gate with a group of tattered remnants.

   Just as the gate of Wengcheng slowly opened, he turned his head and looked at McDonald's on the city wall with an extremely bitter look.

   This glance made a deep impression on the heroes around McDonald.

   Valeera took a step forward: "Master..."

   She was actually asking if she wanted to assassinate Brain Can Roar.

   McDonald smiled: "Don't make a mistake, I came here today to force him to attack Thrall and grab the position of the Great Chief."

"Oh oh oh."

   People who don't understand are suddenly full of question marks.

   Everyone who understands is thoughtful.

Originally, what kind of tribe was created by the union of two broken orc clans. Taking advantage of the undead natural disaster, they went to Kalimdor to create some kind of tribe. Even if they pulled the dark spear troll and the tauren, it was a mountain king level. stuff. Not to brag or blackmail, a Stratholme skill is enough to destroy the tribe.

The mysterious appearance of   [Steel Tribe] keeps the power ratio of the alliance tribes from becoming unbalanced.

   Over the years, the Alliance has secretly captured the soldiers of the Iron Horde for torture.

   Orcs are mostly simple-minded guys. No matter how strict their mouths are, there are always some guys who are easier to talk about. From the end of the Second Dark Portal War to the present, I have a rough idea of ​​what happened there.

   Brain Remnant Roar hides well over there, and it's just not bad. If you really want to dig out the information, you can still dig it out. The higher-ups of the Alliance probably know that there is something wrong with Garrosh Hellscream over there, but they are not sure of his role over there. After all, the timelines are different, and many things cannot be guessed by the alliance of the main plane now.

   That's why McDonald's is sure that this steel-brained roar is going to sneak in and grab the throne of the warchief with Thrall.

   A divided tribe is obviously better for the Alliance.

  In this way, Brain Can Roar with more than 20,000 remnants of soldiers, was driven by the Alliance to the northwest of the original Gadgetzan. This group of people is a bit miserable. Anyway, orcs and trolls are races full of hunting talents, and they can make do with eating desert creatures.

When    got there, Brain Can Roar finally knew what the alliance left them.

   A bunch of goblin airships abandoned by the Alliance. The junk produced by goblins, since there are dwarves in the alliance, must not look down on it.

   This thing, Brain Can Roar is both familiar and unfamiliar to it.

  The Iron Horde uses goblin technology, not the goblin technology at this point in time.

   How unreliable the goblins are at this time, it is really shocking and crying.

   Brainless Roar had no choice but to leave the latter group in the two oases set aside by the Tanaris Desert Alliance, and let them hunt for a living.

   Orcs have this logic: you have hands, feet, and hunting grounds, but you can't catch prey, regardless of whether you are black-faced or lacking in hunting skills, you deserve to starve to death anyway.

  The first batch of more than 3,000 people, with the help of the trolls, finally sat on a balloon and flew towards Feralas at the risk of being intercepted by Naxxramas.

The    tribe received the news that Naxxramas was attacking, and many people really wanted to die.

   Vol'jin and Varok who hurried back to New Orgrimmar in dismay, kneeling on the ground did not dare to get up.

   "Great Chief, our soldiers saw that Lesetatis and Garursh were killed..." Varok's report made Thrall silent for a long time.

   Thrall didn't necessarily like to see Garrosh. After all, Little Roar is also the only son of Thrall's long-term friend Grom, and the current chief of the Warsong clan. Among the orcs, there are many people who are reckless and brave, and who are full of violent solutions. Garrosh is not an exception.

   Thrall's heartache was the blood elf leader Lesothatis.

   This female mage who used to be in Dire Maul is one of the few archmage in the tribe.

   Thrall did not respond directly to Varok, and squeezed out a bitter smile: "At least wait for the report from the Alliance. Maybe they are lucky, they are not dead."

   "That too. We all hope they're all right." Vol'jin interjected.

With his hands on his back, Thrall looked out the window with a calm expression: "It is never easy to occupy a piece of land belonging to the tribe in the forest of the world's races. This is the test for us. Instead of worrying about losses, it is better to think Think, how to pull the alliance into the water and deal with that **** flying fortress together."

   (end of this chapter)