Orcs who drink demon blood are very violent and their combat effectiveness will be significantly improved.
The ogre Gorria Empire, which was already in decline, was annihilated by the orcs because the traitor Cho'gall betrayed intelligence, and the last capital, Highmaul, was razed to the ground.
Although ordinary ogres are very powerful, their intelligence is very low and they can only obey the orders of their superiors.
The two-headed ogres who possess powerful arcane power and superior intelligence are what really support the Gorian Empire.
Most of these two-headed ogres died in the final battle of Highmaul, leaving the ogres in a state of despair with no possibility of recovery.
With the fall of the Gorian Empire, a large number of ogres were captured by the orcs and incorporated into the tribal army.
But there are also some ogres who fled into the wilderness and became kings of the mountains, relying on plundering for a living.
After the Horde was defeated and fled from Azeroth, Draenor had long lost its original order, and chaos became the main theme of the world.
Draenei refugees not only have to avoid the remaining orc clans when gathering food in the wild, but wild ogres are also a major threat.
Although these big men have low intelligence, they can pose a great threat in small-scale battles because of their inherent strength.
It is difficult for the draenei refugees who lack enough food and clothing to compete with the ogres in a head-on battle. Once the hunting team is reduced in number, more people in the camp will have to suffer from hunger.
Unless absolutely necessary, the draenei who go out hunting will not fight head-on with the ogres, but will make escape their first choice.
For some unknown reason, the Draenei hunting team below did not simply flee the war zone. Instead, they wandered back and forth in the forest, trying to drive back the group of strong ogres by relying on guerrilla attacks.
"This is……"
Sarlayan and Valeera looked shocked at the same time, and Valeera even touched her chin thoughtfully.
"Ranger tactics? Does Delaney know this too?"
The high elves themselves are experts in guerrilla warfare. Sarlayan and Valeela, who grew up in the southern part of the forest, are extremely familiar with the ranger's fighting method.
"No matter what, let's save them first."
Stellagosa still remembers the plight of the hungry Draenei, and she is willing to provide some help to these poor people within her ability.
Before Sharlayan could answer, Stellagosa folded her wings and dived downwards.
Lowering his body to reduce wind resistance, Sarlayan shrugged to Valeera: "That's okay, maybe we can get more useful information from this hunting party suspected of being rangers."
When it dropped to a distance of about ten meters from the ground, Stellagosa did not hesitate to spray the arcane dragon breath that had been brewing at the group of ogres wielding big wooden sticks.
"hold head high!"
Although the arcane dragon's breath is a cool blue-purple color, in fact the temperature contained in the dragon's breath is no lower than that of the flame of life and the flame of shadow.
The dozen or so ogres that were in hot pursuit were burned by the dragon's breath and screamed, waving their sticks in vain and "dancing" on the spot.
Seeing the right moment, Sarlayan jumped out from Stellagosa's dragon's back, pulled out Quel'Sera from his back in mid-air, aimed at an ogre wearing a mask of pain and raised its head.
hack.
The impact of the fall, coupled with Sarlayan's natural strength derived from the dragon clan, split the unresponsive ogre in half from the shoulders.
At the same time, Valeera also threw out her hook and wrapped it around a big tree. She used her skill to move behind another ogre and stabbed him in the back with a poisonous dagger.
"Delaenei, please retreat from the battlefield!"
The loud voice that Sarlayan shouted with the skill of dragon roar shocked the ogres and draenei present and made them dizzy.
The leading male ranger realized that the visitor was a friend rather than an enemy, so he suppressed his dizziness and ordered everyone to withdraw from the battle circle.
With Sarlayan and Valeela's current strength, a mere twenty or so level 30 ogres could not pose any threat to them.
The ogre chasing team was defeated like chopping melons and vegetables. Stellagosa, who had been hovering in the sky for support, finally landed and turned back into a human form. The three of them retracted their weapons and kept a distance from the draenei who looked surprised.
Looking at each other.
"Who...are you?"
The leading male ranger has a scar on his left eye. It does not damage the eyeball, but it also makes his appearance look more sturdy and ferocious.
Sarlayan raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Oakington: "We came from Oakington, and were entrusted by Archbishop Maladar to go to the border between Talador and Nagrand to investigate the situation of the Warsong outpost."
"Archbishop Maladar?!"
Suddenly hearing this name, the six rangers wrapped in animal skins opened their eyes wide at the same time.
"We heard that Auchindoun has been captured by the orcs, and Archbishop Maladar is missing."
The leading Scar Ranger was not dazzled by the surprise. He looked suspicious and confirmed again and again vigilantly.
"Is Archbishop Maladar still alive? In Oakington? Do you have any evidence to prove it?"
Sarlayan shrugged: "There is no evidence. If you don't believe me, you can go to Oakington and see for yourself... Oh, I almost forgot, there is a maze."
With the current chaotic situation in Draenor, no one can be too cautious, and Sharlayan can understand the vigilance of the rangers.
"or……"
Sarlayan pointed to Stella Gosa beside him: "You will send a person and ask Stella to take you on a trip?"
The six rangers exchanged glances with each other, and one of them, a thin female ranger, stood up.
"I'll go."
"Lana..."
The leading Scar Ranger hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement: "This matter is of great importance. We must confirm it ourselves, so I'll trouble you."
After Stellagosa took off with the female ranger named Lana, Sarlayan asked Scar Ranger meaningfully: "So, what is hidden in the forest that makes you unwilling to escape?
Tangled with the ogre."
Scar Ranger's face changed slightly, and it seemed that he did have some secret.
Valeela and Sarlayan sang in harmony: "I guess it should be fresh prey that has just been caught?"
"Hey~"
Scar Ranger sighed: "As you said, this batch of prey is very important to our camp. I hope you will be kind to us."
The three of Sarlayan each had their own space parcels, and they had stored a large amount of food and water before setting off, with no intention of robbing others of their prey.
Valeera tried to talk to these rangers, but they kept talking about him and did not provide any meaningful information.
Not long after, Stellagosa flew back with Lana, and there was another person on her back.
"I remember……"
Sarlayan looked at the Auchenai priestess with heavy dark circles and asked, "Are you Maladar's adjutant? Your name seems to be Niami?"
"Who is Niami!"
Suddenly hearing this familiar name, the originally drowsy priestess immediately jumped up.
"Don't mention that traitor's name in front of me! I am Turani the Soulbinder!"
Sarlayan smiled and spread his hands without saying a word. He actually did it on purpose, in order to make Turani, whose eyelids were twitching, wake up quickly.
The priestesses of the Auchenai organization are all called Soulbinders. Turani and Niami were once very close friends, but due to different stances, the two eventually turned against each other.
Niami was persuaded by the former scholar Archbishop Orsar to betray her people, join the Burning Legion, and become a member of the Sargrei under Socrethar.
It was she who assassinated Artificer Archbishop Hataru, and it was she who cooperated internally and externally to destroy the Arkenite magic crystal that powered Auchindoun's defense matrix.
For Turani and other Auchenai priests who still firmly believe in protecting their people, Niami, who betrayed her people for her own selfish interests, is the traitor they most hope to kill quickly.
"Huh~"
Because of Sarlayan's stimulation, Turani's sleepiness immediately disappeared.
She glared at Sarlayan fiercely, and then turned her attention to the Scar Ranger who looked excited.
Turani: "Are you Hogan, Archbishop Nellie's aide-de-camp? Why are you here? Where is Archbishop Nellie?"
Scar Ranger Hogan was a little excited. He clenched his fist and hit his chest hard.
"Soulbinder Turani, it's great to see you again. Archbishop Nellie is dying and urgently needs the help of a high-level therapist!"