The battle ended, and Sarlayan, who had been "turning off the microphone" until now, once again looked through the barrage.
As expected, the topic most people discussed was still focused on the previous battle.
Many people find it hard to believe that Sarlayan actually survived in what seemed like a desperate situation.
"Speaking of which, is there a bug in Sharlayan's self-healing ability? It actually recovers faster than the troll."
"It should be the special ability given to him by the other half of Sarlayan's bloodline. Could it be that his mother is a troll?"
"If it's true, it's too stupid. Julian can be called a contemporary tragedy."
"Mengxin asked, who is Bei Feng?"
"Good boy, don't ask, you will be tainted."
"Grass, maybe it will open the door to a new world?"
With the emergence of the name "Bleifeng", the topic of the barrage discussion shifted.
Since he couldn't understand the topic, Sarlayan gave up and continued to pay attention.
Another group of people are joking about Sarlayan's previous performance as a "straight man of steel", and generally believe that he will not have any good results in the future.
Sarlayan: "What happened? Did I do something wrong?"
"Ah... I actually have no consciousness at all."
"Child (old voice), people can only grow through countless trials and errors!"
"...Actually, you just want to see Sarlayan defeated, right?"
"Hey~"
"Hey, you're a ghost!"
"It's a crooked building, please be more serious."
"The previous live broadcast camera deliberately zoomed out and stayed on Kuta's body for a short while. Don't you think something is fishy?"
"So, it does seem like something is wrong."
"Isn't that Kuta's identity unusual?"
"That should be the case. The lynx Harraz showed frustration and panic over his death. That violent headhunter is definitely not an ordinary soldier."
"Could it be that that guy is Zuljin's son?"
"How is it possible? The troll chief and the chief's successor both have 'gold' in their names. The name Kuta doesn't look like the chief's successor."
"This is a fallacy that spreads rumors. Rastakhan and Ukzi Shading have something to say."
"Don't make hasty conclusions just because the names Zul'jin, Vol'jin and Sen'jin are similar. When Rastakhan, the King of Trolls, came out, many people's faces were probably slapped and swollen."
'Zuljin's son?'
A thoughtful look appeared on Sarlayan's face: 'If this is really the case...then we are in big trouble.'
…
When the four-man team, including Sarlayan, moved along the east coast of Lake Arendal, the tribal army far outside Silvermoon City finally made new movements.
The main force of the tribe, headed by the orcs, began to evacuate in an orderly manner, with only a handful of orcs still remaining in the camp.
The remaining orcs mainly come from Gul'dan's Stormrage clan and Cho'gall's Twilight's Hammer clan.
Orgrim was determined to withdraw from the quagmire of war in Quel'Thalas, but he was reluctant to part with the strength of the forest trolls.
At this moment, the warlock leader Gul'dan suddenly proposed himself.
He told Orgrim, who was determined to leave, that he had thought of a way to destroy the magic barrier in Silvermoon City, but it would take a few days to prepare.
He made a promise to Orgrim that after assisting the forest trolls in conquering Silvermoon City, he would lead the troll reinforcements south to the battlefield of Lordaeron for reinforcements.
Orgrim was dubious about Gul'dan, who was full of lies, but the Alliance reinforcements led by Turalyon and Alleria were approaching, and it was indeed time to withdraw.
Orgrim, who had the last chance to take a chance, chose to take the risk and trust Gul'dan, but before leaving, he left the Dragonmaw clan to monitor Gul'dan's every move.
If the forest trolls have not conquered Silvermoon City within three days, the Dragonmaw Clan will drive out the Stormrage Clan and the Twilight's Hammer Clan and forcefully evacuate.
In order to preserve the opportunity to continue to cooperate with the trolls, Orgrim promised Zul'jin to finally help him get rid of the ranger leader who had been hiding in the forest to harass and attack.
But when the legendary combat forces sent by Orgrim arrived at Sunmark Peak, where the trolls and high elf traitors met, the investigation team headed by Vereesa had completed their mission and successfully evacuated, leaving only one person in front of Amani's tomb.
The ground is a mess.
Dal Triple Bloodblade, the chief of the Burning Blade Clan, the orc swordmaster whose reputation spread throughout the tribe.
The Blade Masters of the Burning Blade Clan were once the most noble warriors among the orcs. For them, glory is more important than anything else, and they would stay away from anything that might harm their glory.
But as the orcs drank the blood of demons and fell, the swordmaster of the Burning Blade lost the glory he once valued so much.
They became the vanguard soldiers and executioners of the tribe who destroyed cities and villages, and their swords were stained with the blood of countless innocent people.
The flaming blade sword masters who come and go like the wind are very difficult to deal with. They have special skills such as wind walking, which are similar to thieves' stealth, and at the same time they have far stronger frontal combat capabilities than thieves.
Those who can officially obtain the title of Fire Blade Sword Master are all elites of the orcs.
Orgrim led the army to set sail from Sunsail Port and avoided direct conflict with Turalyon and Alleria by sailing offshore.
The Fireblade Sword Masters, headed by Dal Triple Bloodblade, temporarily stayed in Quel'Thalas to assist the forest trolls in attacking the high elves' ranger general Leretha Windrunner.
With the sword master's unique Wind Step, they were confident that they could escape smoothly after completing the mission.
"Chief, we are late."
A female swordsman looked at the troll corpses on the ground on Yanghen Peak without hiding the contempt on her face.
"These incompetent trolls were broken into their lair and kidnapped the high elf traitor. Without that person's cooperation, we might have to make new plans."
Without the intrusion of Sarlayan and others, and the first-hand information provided by the elf traitors, the trolls and the Burning Blade clan would have accurately known the whereabouts of the ranger troops.
The purpose of this meeting was to discuss how to encircle Leleza, attack when the manpower around her was weakest, kill the powerful high elf ranger general in one fell swoop, and severely damage the morale of Quel'Thalas.
However, something went wrong before the plan even started. Without the information provided by the traitor, trying to find Liresa in the Yonge Forest of Noda would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
"The group of intruders should not have gone far yet. We must seize the most critical intelligence source from them."
Dal Triple Bloodblade, who was already very old and had completely white beard and hair, turned to look at the several sword masters behind him who were carrying the Fireblade flag.
"Samuro, follow the footprints of the intruder and be sure to bring back the elf traitor."
"Lantreso and Azuka, please come with me back to the northern part of the forest to familiarize yourself with the environment, and take action immediately after Samuro returns."
"The warchief still needs us, so we can't waste too much time in Quel'Thalas."
Samuro was a naked-chested mature orc with a shamanic rosary hanging on his chest. He showed obvious resistance to Dar's orders.
"……the last time."
Samuro turned around and left in a depressed mood: "The current tribe has no honor at all. I swear in the name of the noble Fire Blade Sword Master that after completing this mission, I will not do anything that goes against honor again."
After Samuro activated the Wind Step and left, Darl smiled bitterly and sighed.
"Child, the survival of the race is not as simple as you think."
"Delanor is over. The orcs need a new home to thrive."
Dar looked firmly at Lantriso, who was sneering, and Azuka, who remained calm.
"For the sake of the continuation of the ethnic group, I am willing to bear the infamy."
"Lantrisso, I know that you have always been deeply dissatisfied with the current practices of the Burning Blade Clan."
"This is also your last mission. It's up to you to decide where you want to go from now on." Lantrexo raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "Humph~ I will leave without you having to say it."
"Azuka."
The female sword master lowered her head slightly: "Father, please give me your instructions."
Dar looked at the seemingly obedient Azuka with deep eyes: "At this point, I don't want to investigate how your brother died."
"I am already old. This hunt for the legendary ranger will inevitably involve sacrifices. It will probably be the last battle of my life."
"Your two nephews are still young and cannot afford the entire clan. After I leave, the Fire Blade clan will be left to you."
There was a slight confusion in Azuka's eyes. She hurriedly knelt down on one knee and bowed her head respectfully. "Yes, I will never let you down. The Burning Blade Clan will definitely continue for a long time."
"I hope so."
Dahl, who was full of twilight, looked up at the foggy sky.
'The spiritual inheritance and blood inheritance of the Fire Blade have been arranged, and it is time for me, a sinner, to meet my end.'
'But before that...'
Dar's slightly confused eyes became firm again.
"This old bone of mine still has to make its final contribution to the future of the orcs."