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Chapter 275 Shocked Sama for a whole year (2 more)

In front of the chief's personal guards, Go'el and Kashdrak, Durotan turned into a burly one-armed human uncle in the blink of an eye, like a magic trick.

For a second, Go'ir wanted to kill him.

The next second, Durotan changed back again.

"Father, what is this?"

"A thing occasionally obtained from the most elite and terrifying Trident Legion soldiers in the Stratholme Territory. As long as you give in the thought of transformation, you can become a human." Durotan took this egg-sized egg.

He handed the strange bead to his son.

Guyir noticed that there were several words engraved on it that he could not understand.

That’s the Chinese [Junchen Tianya]!

"Father, have you captured the man of the Trident?" Go'el was a little excited.

All orcs in the Frostwolf clan know that those human soldiers whose badges or epaulettes have this symbol are particularly powerful, and one can often deal with five or six Frostwolf warriors.

They have never been captured, and their equipment also has a strange 'curse' that cannot be touched. Once they die, they will often disintegrate and disappear into the air after a while.

Suddenly, a death knight opened the curtain and came in, saying: "No, just after the Duke of Stratholme spread the rumor of leaving this world, the Trident soldier who was playing with beads suddenly disappeared in front of me."

Of course Go'el knew about this undead. He came with Kasdrach, a former captain of the Kul Tiras fleet named Decos.

Durotan asserted: "This is an accident, but also a great opportunity."

"Why me?" Go'el was confused.

Decos spoke first: "Because you are not tall, and many adults are only as tall as you. People who are too tall will be easily discovered."

Durotan touched Go'ir's head affectionately with his rough palm: "We are all old, and the way we think about things has been fixed. Warchief Orgrim has proved with his life that traditional orc methods alone cannot

Conquer the alliance composed of humans, elves and dwarves. But you are different. You are young and can learn all new knowledge quickly. Haven’t you already learned the common language of humans?”

"That's to defeat humans!" Go'ir became excited.

Durotan shook his head: "Remember, we orcs had to come to Azeroth because 'our world' was about to perish. We were the invaders. At the beginning, I did not approve of the massacre by War Chief Blackhand and Gul'dan.

We have only left because of what humans did. So the idea of ​​defeating humans is not appropriate. As the invaders and the weaker party, what we want to think about is how to find a suitable living space under the eyes of the powerful alliance."

Go'ir and all the orcs were silent.

Go'el raised his head: "Isn't the Alterac Mountains bad?"

"This is because the man named Duke Macdonken Stratholme is not here. With his absence, humans don't have more cement to build bunkers and surround them all the way. When there are enough cement bunkers, the Frostwolf clan loses all its hunting grounds.

The moment of being slowly trapped to death. So I want you to learn human knowledge and find a new way for the frost wolves, and even all orcs, to survive."

"I see!"

"Child, don't harbor hatred towards humans. This will make it easy for you to be discovered when you infiltrate. Remember! We orcs are the wrong party. Many orcs had to raise the butcher knife just to survive."

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Guyir nodded heavily: "When should I set off?"

"After paying homage to your mother's grave, you can set off. Oh, and also, your name Gu'ir cannot be used anymore."

"Why?"

Kashdrak interjected: "For some reason, we occasionally heard your name from people in Trident. The most likely reason is that you are being targeted. Strangely enough, we also heard a name called [Thall].

"

"Slave?" In the orc language, Thrall means slave. Go'ir thought for a while: "Then I will change my name to Sama."

Go'el had no idea that his name would be teased by countless tridents in the future.

"It took us a lot of effort to collect three of these strange beads. Let Decos and Nazgrel accompany you."

Nazgrel is the son of Kashdrak. He is 13 years old and is about 1.80 meters tall.

Orcs can disguise themselves as humans, but the problem is that Decos can still be a high elf.

Until this moment, they had not figured out that what they had obtained was the [Orb of Deceit], and all the transformations were corresponding.

Three days later, a strange combination of two humans and an elf came to southern Andorhal.

They quickly found themselves becoming the center of attention.

Decos immediately realized the problem: "Damn it, there are elves in the Alliance, but the number is too small. Basically they are all rangers from Stratholme."

Decos had to sneak around and take advantage of a hunter who was unprepared. He took a bow and a pot of arrows and managed to cope with it.

This is still too far off.

"No, young master, I can only accompany you here. The Elf Ranger's equipment is difficult to deal with. If I continue like this, I will cause trouble for you."

"You have told me a lot of human habits, thank you. That's it, you go back and inform my father first."

"Okay, I will let people pay more attention to your news."

"Um."

Sama, this young orc who looked like a copycat version of [Thall], but was actually the real owner, took his younger brother all the way east, looking for an opportunity to sneak into Stratholme Territory.

Sneaking into this thing was not as difficult as he thought.

Along the way, he saw the half-dead Andorhal leader.

Although post-war reconstruction has begun, much of the area is still in ruins.

There is no way, as the lord, Duke Mograine is guarding the Dark Portal in the Cursed Land in the southernmost part of the continent. Without the lord, the new palace minister and other internal officials are simply bald with worry.

Lacking authority, they can only do what they can, such as restoring grain production to the maximum extent possible.

Nothing else can be done.

As winter approaches, many Andorhar people who lack housing and various supplies have once again become refugees.

A huge wave of refugees poured into the Stratholme Territory to the east.

In this era where there are no ID cards, it is easy to get away with it as long as you look decent and speak a common language.

In this way, the genuine Thrall crossed the exaggerated Sodoril River Fortress and entered Stratholme Territory.

Looking at the continuous city walls that seemed to tower into the clouds, the two of them could not hide the shock on their faces.

The young 'Sama' understood for the first time why his brave orc compatriots were defeated miserably at the hands of the Duke of Stratholme, known as the "King of the Bunker".


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