Grom Hellscream looked at the corpses of the death knights at his feet, and he kicked the rotten flesh that exuded disgusting smell with disdain:
"Six dead bastards, what did you find? Tell me, Death Knight!"
Grokush, who was leaning on the stone, said nothing. This attitude ignited the anger in the eyes of the orc chief. He stepped forward, grabbed Grokush's collar, and lifted him out of the snow.
Standing up, he stared into the gray eyes of the death knight in front of him, and said word by word:
"I hate you corpses! The smell you give off makes me feel sick! Especially you, the garbage that has defiled the remains of the orcs..."
"Grommash, you don't need to be so rough to show your power."
Grokush said weakly: "For you and your tribe, is it more important to find the Book of Medivh, or to be angry with a dead person? Let me go, their sacrifices are not unnecessary, I
The hiding place of the Book of Medivh has been found."
"snort"
As soon as Grom let go of his hands, Grokush's body fell into the snow. The cold death energy wrapped around his body, repairing the broken bones. Under the gaze of Grom's red eyes, the orc died.
The knight wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly:
"The book is hidden in Aiden Perenold's palace. Tonight, tonight we have to enter this city."
"Come in? That's easy to say!"
Grom was also a commander who was experienced in battles. He stood on the hillside and looked at the city of Alterac in the distance. This fortress city stuck in the terrain advantage made him feel a toothache, and he stared at death angrily.
A look at the knight:
"If we just fight in like this, do you know how many soldiers we will lose?"
"don’t worry."
The death knight reached out and touched the storage ring on his finger. He lowered his head and whispered:
"Someone will help us. Just tonight, leave the city gates and defenses to me. You can rob, kill, and set fire to the city. Then go straight to the palace. I will wait for you there."
"Um?"
This confident plan made Grom feel a little weird. He looked at the orc death knight at his feet suspiciously, and asked in a low voice:
"Are you so sure?"
"The Dark Blade Knights have their own methods. You don't need to ask any more questions. You just need to know that our interests are the same. Go and assemble your warriors. Tonight, you can let go and kill."
The death knights are unwilling to communicate too much with Grom on this issue, and the orc chiefs don't care much about it. Since Ner'zhul said that these death knights are trustworthy, it is worth taking a look at what kind of power they have.
Grom thought for a while, then turned around and left with Gorehowl carrying his battle ax. When he walked into the cedar forest, Grom turned back and bared his teeth at Grokush who was getting up from the ground:
"The way and tone you speak reminds me of a very annoying guy..."
Faced with this weird question, Grokush didn't answer. He just patted the snowflakes on his body, turned around and walked to the other side. This attitude made Grom's eyes shine, but he didn't say much.
What, he left this snowfield very quickly.
"What a terrible situation."
The orc death knight stood on the cold snow. The distance between the two worlds was too far. He could not contact Tyrion with a spiritual link, nor could he get information support from him. Facing that terrifying and mysterious human noble,
No, that guy is definitely not a human being. Human beings would not have such terrifying power.
Although Tyrion had told him in advance that if he encountered Prestor to disrupt the situation, he would follow his request, but the orc still felt like he had fallen into a big net that he could not escape from.
He took out the thick book from the ring with his backhand. This book was surrounded by lavender magic. It should be the real Book of Medivh, but why would the human throw it to himself like trash?
?
He also demanded that Aiden Perenold must die at the hands of the orcs... This request was really weird.
"Anyway... I have obtained the Book of Medivh."
Grokush rubbed his face. That guy was obviously an irresistible conspirator. It was undoubtedly stupid to abscond with the book. He instinctively felt that Tyrion should know the details of this nobleman, but since Tyrion
Ang didn't go into details, but informing him in advance meant that the appearance of this noble was also part of Lord Dark Blade's plan.
Thinking about it this way, there seems to be no harm in dealing with him.
Night comes quickly in the Alterac Mountains, and the temperature during the day is already bad enough. After the sun sets, the temperature in this mountain valley has already reached ten degrees below zero. This is the temperature just after nightfall and at midnight.
It must be more terrifying.
On the mountain peaks covered with cold and falling snow, there were dark shadows. Under the leadership of Grom, hundreds of orc warriors touched the snow less than 500 meters away from Alterac City.
The orc chief raised his head. The lights in the small stone forts on the towering city wall were bright, and it seemed that there were soldiers stationed there. However, after observing for a few minutes, Grom realized that something was not right. There were actually no soldiers on the broad city wall.
Soldiers patrolling.
"puff"
The black sword pierced the bodies of the soldiers hiding in the stone castle. The death knights following Grokush were on the wall as if they were in a deserted land. It only took less than 10 minutes to clear them out.
Covering the entire city wall, behind them, Grokush did not kill these weak human soldiers, he was also observing the situation.
Something is obviously wrong... Death knights are not assassins. They cannot sneak. It stands to reason that they would be discovered when they get close to Alterac City, but the actual situation is that it is not until the death knights start killing soldiers.
At this time, these soldiers who were supposed to be on patrol were in a very subtle state, as if... they seemed to be tempted by something invisible.
This massacre was almost effortless. The death knights only needed to pierce their weapons into the chests of these soldiers without even being resisted. This scene made Grokush even more surprised. Obviously, the sudden collaborator was behind him.
My heart seemed more mysterious and powerful.
If he wanted to, maybe he could easily destroy the city by himself, but he chose to do it with others... How weird!
"Open the city gate! Send the signal!"
It's weird, but what needs to be done is still done. Under Grokush's order, the death knights who originally belonged to the Blood Demon quickly jumped off the city wall and slowly pushed the heavy city gate that was held up by four beams.
Open, a red firework bursts into the sky, which is the signal for attack.
Seeing the door being pushed open by the death knights, Grom, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, shouted loudly and was the first to rush out of the snow. Behind him, the war-song orcs with red eyes roared and followed him.
The chief rushed into the city in front of him that had been stripped of all defenses.
The Warsong clan was the clan that drank the most demon blood at that time. The fever of fighting flowed in every vein of their bodies. Grom and his warriors were deliberately kept by Blackhand because they could not control their desire to kill.
In Draenor, the opportunity to participate in the war was lost.
Right now, there are enough enemies to satisfy the killing desires of these orcs. Is there anything better than this?
there is none left!
"roar"
The orcs rushed into the city, and Grom Hellscream, who was leading the way, grabbed the torch at hand and threw it on the straw at the entrance of the city gate in front of him.
"boom"
The moment the flames rose, all the orcs let out a bloodthirsty roar. Under the chief's order, hundreds of orcs rushed into the surrounding houses like wild dogs, and kicked open the doors arrogantly.
, brandishing weapons, killing the innocent humans who were awakened. The smell of blood filled the streets, stimulating these beast-like orcs to become even more violent.
There are deliberately lit flames everywhere, and the gradually burning fire will help the orcs defeat the human counterattack, making their slaughter easier.
"Hmm"
25 minutes later, in the blazing fire, Grom, covered in blood, walked out of the barracks carrying an axe. Behind him, all the soldiers in Alterac who tried to fight back had been killed, and he was satisfied.
The chief, who had gained the bloodlust, took a satisfied breath of the scorching air that was filled with the smell of blood and burning. Before his eyes, almost one-third of the small city was on fire.
On the street filled with dancing flames and shadows, among the flying ashes, several screaming human women rushed out of the house, only to be dragged back into the house by the strangely laughing orcs, wearing only their clothes.
It had been torn, and it looked like a few noble ladies, and in their desperate screams, the door of the gorgeous house was closed.
The once warm home turned into a cold and gloomy hell under the fire and blood.
Grom turned a blind eye to this kind of thing. He knew very well that the soldiers under his command had been forcibly suppressing the bloodthirsty desire in their hearts, but the desire from the demon blood must be released. If possible, he was not willing to use the butcher knife on
These are human civilians, but the soldiers of the Kingdom of Alterac are too weak to allow the Warsong Warriors to fight heartily.
Therefore, it is only these poor humans who have to bear the orcs' manic disaster.
He is working hard to save his world, but this does not prevent him from enjoying the fun of destruction and killing... What Tyrion said is absolutely correct. After drinking the blood of demons, these green-skinned orcs,
He has long since become a monster and lost his honor.
Grommash moved his shoulders and turned to look at the death knight waiting at the entrance of the barracks. The latter leaned forward slightly and whispered:
"Lord Grokush is waiting for you at the palace. The defense there has been broken down. Chief Grommash, please follow me!"
At the same time, when the entire city of Alterac was caught in the raging flames of war and orc raids, in the palace that was supposed to be the most heavily defended, Grokush was standing at the entrance to the throne room, looking at the person sitting there.
The King of Alterac on the throne.
Behind the death knight, the blood of the felled guards had gathered into water stains. In the cold night, the blood had been frozen. The battle ax in Glokushti's hand was still dripping with blood, but he
Looking at the king in front of me, this ax cannot cut down no matter what.
"Bold! Who are you! Why don't you kneel down when you see me!"
The Destined King of Alterac, Aiden Perenold, was wearing the king's most gorgeous robes, adorned with a great cloak made of white bear skin, holding a golden scepter in his hand, and wearing a king's crown on his head. He looked extremely majestic, but the king
His face was messily smeared with oil paint, like a clown's cheeks. He stood on the throne, glaring at Grokush who was covered in blood. He pretended to shout:
"Royal Guard! Drive this pariah out of my court!"
"Auriden? Where are you Oriden? My lovely nephew, why don't you come out to protect your king?"
"Idiots! They are all idiots! That old immortal Terenas is peering into my territory like a rat in the sewer. Solas and Daelin are all idiots! They don't know how to protect themselves.
citizen! I am the right one!”
"I! King Aiden, the great king, I will be the king of the alliance! Oh, look, what a beautiful fire, it's so cold in this damn place, I'm going to warm myself up..."
"This is the king of mankind?"
Grom appeared behind Grokush. The death knight shook his head and turned sideways to make way:
"Aden Perenold, the king of Alterac, unfortunately...he has gone crazy."
"Are you scared out of your mind by us?"
Grom snorted and asked disdainfully: "Is it this kind of guy who defeated Orgrim? What a mockery!"
"If he wasn't scared crazy by us, he might have gone crazy long ago..."
Grokush took one last look at Aiden, who was walking back and forth in the blood-covered palace with the heroic appearance of a king. He patted Grom on the shoulder:
"I've got the book, and I'll leave it to you, king."
Seeing Grokush walking into the darkness, Grom strode forward with an unhappy look on his face, and pressed the screaming King Aiden on his throne. The orc chief stretched out his hand and followed behind him.
The death knight knowingly handed over a frost-covered sword.
Grom looked at Aiden in front of him, with a hint of undisguised ridicule on his square face:
"The "great" human king Aiden, you will be the second king to die in the hands of the tribe, and your skull will become my collection...Forget it, killing a madman is not brave, I
This will free you poor bastard."
"Remember, the name of the person who killed you is Grommash Hellscream!"
