Azeroth’s Death Track

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If there is such a thing as destiny, then it must be quietly observing this world, and not everyone in this world can get its favor, and some people will be looked at by fate.

The desperate situation, the rise against the current, the accidental rescue, etc. These things that are unlikely to happen to ordinary people are the most normal life for those who are destined for fate. On the other hand, this Every day in the world, there are too many opportunities waiting to be caught, and those who can really seize the opportunities are often those who are destined for destiny.

Destiny and their love are not without reason.

After experiencing a sea disaster, anyone will have a new understanding of life and life. The 7 days of drifting in the sea have taught Thrall and Garrosh so much that even if they boarded a huge island, they There was no hasty action.

After collecting some non-toxic fruits, drinking fresh water, and inserting several fish, the two young orcs hid on the seashore and ate a meal near the wooden boat. They were very alert. This island is The unexpected landing point that did not appear on the chart means that no one has ever discovered him, at least no large-scale discovery or landing, so no one knows what is on this island.

Perhaps the next moment, there will be an angry fire-breathing dragon flying from the center of the island, and the power of Thrall and Garrosh can obviously not cope with that kind of crisis, but they must always look inside the island, and the two have not planned to spend several years. Savage day.

Therefore, after rest and eating to ensure energetic, a young shaman and a young warrior, carrying some supplies, stepped into this lush forest.

"We should not be far from Kalimdor."

Garrosh wore a simple helmet made of wood, carrying a wooden shield in his hand, a sailor knife in his waist, and a battle axe behind his back. He watched the forest under the dusk with vigilance, and his eyes were caught in the forest from time to time. The running beast attracted, he said softly:

"Vicres said that we have been drifting westwards for 7 days, enough for us to be close to Kalimdor, but I don't know if we can have the opportunity to set foot on the homes of our fellow citizens."

"The elemental power of this island is very active and friendly."

Thrall said what he said:

"They are responding positively to me. Maybe I can summon a wind element to help us explore the whole picture of the island. If it is not far from Kalimdor, maybe I can call our compatriots with the element, provided that What shaman can hear."

"Then call out quickly!"

Garrosh waved the sailor knife in his hand and cut off the vine that was in front of him. He turned back to Thrall and said:

"Call now, I will protect you."

"Go to the top of the mountain! Genius...the elements there are the most active and will not be weakened by the winding of the jungle."

Thrall rolled his eyes and pointed to the highest mountain on the island:

"We have to go there, even if we can't summon our compatriots, we can easily see what the island looks like... wait! Hidden! Hurry!"

Thrall yelled in a low voice while rushing into the arbor, while Garrosh jumped up, grabbed the vine quickly, jumped on the branch, and hid himself with the help of leaves. The eyes of the two men Staring at the front, between the hidden trees, there was a stream flowing through the forest, and with the sound of the rope, like the sound of a snake, several naga appeared in front of the eyes of the two orcs. They made them nervous immediately.

After Dai Lin’s fleet was attacked by Naga, Thrall and Garrosh had no good feelings for these deep-sea molluscs. Garrosh squeezed the weapon in his hand, and Thrall began to call quietly. The element conceals the place where the two were hiding, but at this moment, Garrosh, who was standing high, suddenly called his companion:

"Saar, look there! Naga, those naga caught some trolls!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Thrall took a careful step forward and looked at the naga who walked to the beach in the distance. Sure enough, as Garrosh said, those naga drove some disgusting and noisy fishmen, a few dressed in wood The trolls of the armor were despondently detained by them in the ranks. The cunning and vicious murlocs also used their weapons from time to time to hit the captives of the trolls for pleasure.

After seeing the decorations on the trolls and the oil paint on their faces, Thrall's blue eyes flashed a little thought. After a moment, he said to Garrosh who was eager to try:

"Let's save them! Those trolls don't look like cannibals. They have their own civilization. Maybe they are the aborigines on this island. They can help us..."

"Very well, I have long wanted to kill a few Naga to get angry."

Garrosh quietly climbed down the tree, handed the sailor knife and wooden shield to Thrall, and pulled out the battle axe behind him. He whispered:

"Naga may have other people nearby. Don't use spells. Let's sneak the soft snakes! Will you use a knife? Don't hurt yourself."

Faced with Garrosh's doubts, Thrall held the knife in one hand and the shield in the other, and skillfully played a knife flower. He rolled his eyes and said:

"Don't be stupid, Garrosh. I'm a gladiator. I really want to fight together. You don't have to beat me."

"it is good!"

The young orc warrior twitched his teeth, and a flash of blood was flashing in his eyes. A moment later, just as the Naga dispersed, the two orcs roared and threw them out of the forest. The low-level Naga was caught off guard and was chopped down by Garrosh. Thrall waved a wooden shield and smashed it **** the face of a Naga witch. The sharp sailor knife was thrown out accurately, and the final A Naga who tried to escape pierced.

Seeing that the helper came, the trapped trolls also started to fight back, their hands were entangled in the vines, but at this moment the trolls' flexible legs were like whips, pumping **** those Above the head of the murloc who could only fight well, after the five Naga were hacked to death, the octopus who were still dominant in numbers immediately dispersed, screaming and ran to the sea.

They ran so fast that Garrosh couldn't stop a few.

However, the results were not bad. Thrall picked up the sailor knife and walked to the vigilant trolls. He first showed a "gentle" smile to the trolls, and then he raised the knife and dropped the vines on the hands of those trolls. Cut open.

But new problems have arisen again. Thrall and Garrosh have lived in the human empire for several years. They can both speak fluent human language and stutter some elven language, but troll language... But they knew nothing about it. The two sides could only communicate with gestures, and for this task, the irritable Garrosh was incapable and could only be handed over to Thrall.

After a while, Thrall told his companion, who looked around with his axe vigilantly:

"Uh, if I guessed right, these trolls are inviting us to their village... According to their pronunciation, these trolls should be a tribe called "dark spear", and we are very lucky, The tallest young troll is the big man of the Darkspear tribe. His name is...Wokin, which should be the pronunciation. In short, he was poisoned, so he would be captured by Naga, and they were fighting Naga, so , Do you think we are going to their village?"

"Fight against Naga? Very good."

Garrosh kicked the Naga's head under his feet, and he turned back to Thrall:

"You're in charge of all this. I just want to fight to vent. Naga killed Vicrés. We have to kill at least 100 Naga to avenge him! We are still 95 heads away! "

"Okay, let's go, follow them. Fortunately, their village is on the ridge. There, I can try to contact our countrymen. If you are lucky, you will see you soon. 'S father."

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While Thrall and Garrosh followed their new friends to get acquainted with the island, on the eastern continent, the news of the death of Dai Lin, like the same bitter cold wind, blew through the upper levels of the entire human empire. The nobles in the Greek Highlands eased slightly and slackened again, and once again felt a malice from the world.

No one knows the specifics of that naval battle. The First Fleet of Kul Tiras has already departed to the sea area where the accident occurred, but it is ridiculous that all this is heard from the largest opponent of human beings, the undead Yes, so the credibility is very criticized.

But in any case, the disaster has already happened, and now the humans only accept it, and for Emperor Losa, the trouble caused by the death of Dai Lin has just begun, because he is very clear that the fleet exists Not just Dai Lin... Once Thrall and Garrosh were also killed in that naval battle, everything was gone.

"If the undead killed Dai Lin, there is still room for change."

Emperor Lothar struggled to look at the forefront, following the message sent back from Archmage Modra of the First Fleet of Kul Tiras. There was no conclusion above, but he gave a very bad prediction.

"However, according to the survey of the Archmage of Dalaran, there are no traces of vitality there, but there are many bodies of Naga. They are likely to have died in the hands of Naga, which only shows that we protect Weakness...From the most pessimistic point of view, the relationship between humans and orcs will be worsened."

"Maybe we can compile one..."

The clerk carefully put forward his proposal, but was rejected by the emperor.

"No, there can be no concealment in this kind of thing. We can't cover it seamlessly. Once the orcs discover the truth, things will only get worse."

"Your Majesty, the orc's great prophet is here."

A guard walked into the room and reported the news to Lothar. Lothar froze, stood up, adjusted his clothes, and said to the guard:

"Mr. Drektal, please wait in the reception room, I will be there immediately."

The emperor’s expression was regrettable. Obviously, he thought that Drek'Tar’s arrival was to question this disaster, but in fact, when he appeared in the reception room, he saw the man with black cloth covering his eyes. The old orc's expression was very serene, and there was even a hint of joy, which made Losa feel the turning point of the matter.

"Emperor of mankind, I just got the message from Kalimdor's shaman by element. The two children of Thrall and Garrosh escaped this disaster and they are now near Kalimdor In one of the archipelago, the specific situation is still unknown, but according to them, a noble human knight saved the children of the tribe, and Thrall and Garrosh are also the only two of the disaster that currently exist. Survivors."

The Great Prophet took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"I have informed my compatriots that they will send the details of the shipwreck back to the Eastern Kingdom as soon as possible... In addition, I also regret the death of King Dailin on behalf of the orcs, which is truly worthy of admiration. Warrior."

"Thank you Holy Light."

The emperor of humanity, who had always been worried about this, prayed heartily at this moment. After a while, Lothar looked at the orc prophet. He thought for a moment and asked:

"So, Mr. Drek'Tar, in your opinion, the last thing I discussed with you..."

"It's not easy to say, the emperor of mankind."

The Great Prophet replied with anxiety:

"I can't guess the chiefs' thoughts, but the survival of Thrall and Garrosh will at least allow the two clan of Frostwolf and Warsong to continue to maintain the necessary goodwill to humans, but you must understand that the orcs who migrated to Kalimdor It is not just these two clans. Orgrim is getting older. His control of the tribe is weakening day by day. Although he himself is willing to help humans in the war against the undead, other chiefs do not necessarily think so."

"and..."

The Great Prophet hesitated for a while, and finally brought the facts and discernment out:

"And the tribe's pioneering in Kalimdor has not been smooth. Although my compatriots have built several cities and enough settlements, but because of the most barren land on the continent, they need a lot of materials and goblins. It was an unexpected joy for the business group to help us, but as far as I know, my compatriots have always had a little friction with the natives of Kalimdor and the mysterious night elves because of wood resources."

"what do you mean?"

The emperor asked, the Great Prophet sighed, and he put down the teacup:

"I mean, even if my people are willing to help mankind, I am afraid that they are intentional and powerless at this time. According to the news they sent back, the night elves’ power in Kalimdor is huge, and if they have nothing, Under pressure, the orc’s new life is not going well."

"I see."

Lothar sat in the chair, thinking about something, and finally, his eyes blinked, as if he had made up his mind.

"So, Mr. Drek'Thar, would you like to take a trip with me recently?"

"Ok?"

The Prophet looked at the human emperor doubtfully. The latter waved his hand and let the left and right attendants retreat. After the house and only him and Drek'Thar were left, the human emperor brought out his intentions.

"There is a lack of mediator between the orcs and the night elves. I have seen the future in Karazhan. Believe me, we should take the initiative to promote peace between the two races. No, the peace between the three races, the undead is dangerous. , But they are not the most dangerous, and the most dangerous ones have already set their sights on this world."

"Under the current circumstances, the human empire needs a proper rear. I don’t know if we can survive the disasters before us, but for now, I’m afraid we’ll be short of time. I’m planning to keep it secret. Go to Kalimdor, meet the rulers of the elves, and ask for their help, are you going with me?"

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