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Chapter 1057: Deathbringer Saurfang

"Why don't we change our thinking." In front of many natural disaster mages, Robbie suggested: "Why don't we change the resurrection target to Dranosh Saurfang."

Dranosh Saurfang, the son of King Saurfang, is a young general as famous as Garrosh among the orcs.

It is said that Dranosh is stronger than his father and can destroy Azeroth with one punch. If he did not die, the Scourge would not dare to attack the Alliance and Horde.

There are many theories about Dranosh's death. It is generally believed that the Lord of the Void united with seven incredible beings to besiege Dranosh. The battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.

After paying the death of three incredible beings, and even the Lord of the Void himself being seriously injured, he was reluctantly killed.

Such a great hero of the Horde has saved the world of Azeroth countless times and enjoys a high reputation among the Alliance and the Horde. Many Alliance soldiers regard him as their idol, second only to the great savior Thrall.

Are there any Union soldiers willing to die for it? The answer is, of course, yes.

Kel'Thuzad was inspired and kept nodding:

"Yes, this is a good idea, we need a complete plan."

Fordring achieved his first victory against the Scourge. Although Thrall was happy on his face, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, dreaming of stealing the glory of defeating the Scourge.

After the celebration banquet, Thrall found Vol'jin to discuss.

"The Scourge has fallen into weakness. Fordring is really lucky. Although he is the next savior designated by the moon god Elune, I am not willing to let us just watch him rise like this."

It's hard to figure out the thoughts of big people, just like Thrall's thoughts are always changing.

Faced with the threat of the Scourge, Fordring was elected as the leader of the Silver Northern Expedition, and Thrall strongly supported it.

Fording is also considered to be hardworking and conscientious, and has obtained a large amount of military rations for the tribe.

I originally thought that Fording was just a loyal lackey of the tribe, but seeing the lackey achieve such achievements, Thrall felt very unhappy. Unfortunately, Thrall now lacks military rations and has a serious shortage of troops.

Vol'jin was suspicious, secretly trying to figure out Thrall's thoughts, and tried to say:

"Lord Savior, Fording is a human after all, not a race of my tribe, so we should be wary of him. But now the leader of the alliance, Varian, is missing, and the fake Varian refuses to cooperate with us. It's really...

There is no choice.”

Sal frowned and slapped the table angrily:

"Wo'jin, you are wrong. Now the Scourge is as weak as a piece of paper and poses no threat to the tribe. Fording is no longer useful. I seem to see that in the near future, Fording will boss me around without any hesitation.

Put me in your eyes, and you, Wo'jin, are just a small Darkspear Troll, Fording can cook you and eat you at any time."

Vol'jin was touched by Thrall's words, and he lowered his head and pondered for a long time:

"Lord Savior, Fordring has something in our hands. I heard that Fordring's son Tyran is working undercover for the Scourge. If Tyran joins the Scourge, the moon god Elune will definitely be suspicious of him. As long as he loses

With the support of the Moon God, we can eat Fording at any time."

Thrall rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Very good, Woking, this matter has great potential, do you have any good plans?"

Wo Jin raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly:

"Among the tribe, the one who is most afraid of Fording is Sylvanas. There is essentially no difference between the Forsaken and the Scourge. If Fording succeeds, he will threaten the safety of the Forgotten at any time. We can use Sylvanas to

Use the hands of Si to deal with Fording."

Thrall thought secretly for a while, nodded and said: "Wo'jin, it's up to you to handle this matter."

While the two were discussing in private, bursts of rumbling sounds suddenly came from outside the tent.

Thrall and Vol'jin hurriedly ran out of the tent, and saw a huge fire in the direction of the Gate of Scourge. The blazing Gate of Scourge reflected half of the sky red, and both of them were shocked.

Not long after, news of the Gate of Scourge came. The Red Dragon Queen led the red dragon clan and destroyed Duke Bolvar's garrison, but more than thirty red dragons were killed in the battle.

Thrall felt incredible and had a vague premonition of bad things, but at the moment his mind was focused on Fording and he didn't think much about it.

The next day, Fordring led Stormwind City's King Qin's army and the Silver Northern Expedition to attack Icecrown Citadel again.

The initial advance went smoothly. Two thousand natural disaster soldiers were successfully eliminated and two natural disaster generals were repelled. The battle loss ratio was controlled at about one to one. It looked like another great victory.

Just when Fording was feeling proud, the coalition forces encountered trouble.

The undead orcs appeared in the Scourge, led by a young orc general who called himself Saurfang, the Deathbringer.

This group of undead orcs is small in number, only about a thousand, but they are very strong and well-equipped. The coalition forces with extremely poor combat effectiveness are no match for them.

After paying the sacrifice of three thousand soldiers, Fording had no choice but to retreat.

Fording returned to the camp dejectedly, and saw Thrall with a gloomy evil smile on his face:

"Why, the Holy Light that claims to be righteous will also encounter failure? Do you think the Scourge Legion will take the initiative to lay down their weapons and kneel on the ground to surrender to you?"

Fording hurriedly said flatteringly: "Great Savior, I dare not. We encountered a group of undead orcs. There are not many people. We still ask the Savior to lend a helping hand."

Although Thrall doesn't have many soldiers, he still has one or two thousand. Fording estimates that the strength of the undead orcs is slightly weaker than that of the living orcs.

Thrall just remained silent, and a slim figure appeared behind him. It was Sylvanas. Fording was stunned for a moment. He had no idea when Sylvanas came to the front line.

Sylvanas asked calmly: "I heard that the leader of the undead orcs calls himself Saurfang, the Deathbringer. Are you sure he is Draenor?"

Fording hesitated for a while, shook his head and said: "We can't confirm it yet."

Sylvanas said seriously: "The Scourge has resurrected the orcs. This matter is not trivial. Fordring must contact Tyran to confirm whether this person is Dranosh."

Fording has not been in contact with Tyran for many days. Although Sylvanas' tone of order made Fording very unhappy, Thrall on the side had no objection, so Fording could only agree.

Outside Icecrown Fortress, Fording sent a messenger, but did not see Tyran. He just waited for a messenger ghoul to hand a letter into the hands of the messenger.

The messenger handed the letter to Fording, which was a magic letter. Fording diluted his blood and dropped it on the blank paper, and lines of clear writing appeared on it.

Fording was shocked after seeing this. He thought this was a big deal and did not dare to make any independent decisions. He hurriedly reported to Thrall.

In Thrall's tent, in addition to Vol'jin and Eitrigg, Fording saw Sylvanas again, and had an unpleasant premonition in his heart.

Thrall read the secret message sent by Tyran and handed it to Vol'jin who was aside, and circulated it one by one to everyone present.

In the letter, Tyran stated that the Scourge had found a way to delay aging, which was to create orc soldiers, and that Dranosh's soul was the most important and served as the mainstay.

If the Scourge solves the problem of aging, the Alliance and Horde will surely fail.

The strange thing is that Thrall didn't say anything about this, but Sylvanas asked doubtfully:

"Fording, you said the messenger didn't see Tyran?"

Fording was very surprised by everyone's reaction and nodded: "Yes."

Sylvanas stared at Fording insidiously, holding on to this point, and asked: "Why didn't I see Tyran? I need a reasonable explanation."


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