Thinking of this, Garrosh realized that he had just been impulsive and really shouldn't have hit Ronin.
Garrosh ordered the frightened Dalaran mage beside him to make a ball of ice water, picked up the dying Ronin, and poured it on his face mercilessly.
Luo Ning woke up slowly, only to feel severe pain all over his body. He struggled to open his eyes. Garrosh grinned widely, took a bite of fresh meat, and forced a smile:
"Hey, Luo Ning, as smart as you are, you should understand that I hit you for your own good, to train your mind and make you grow. The harder I hit you, the greater the benefit will be to you in the future. You should
Thanks for the encouragement."
Luo Ning was weak and said in a flattering manner: "Great Chief, your encouragement to me will be unforgettable to Luo Ning and I will always think of you."
Garrosh smiled slyly: "I knew you would understand, Ronin, now I need a team of Dalaran mages to help me return to the camp and kill the evil Fordring."
"Fording, what mistake did he make?" Luo Ning asked in surprise.
Garrosh said fiercely: "Fordin colluded with the Scourge and conspired to destroy Azeroth. It's too late. I will explain to you later."
Ronin didn't know what Garrosh had in mind, and he didn't dare to disobey Garrosh's orders. He quickly ordered a group of Dalaran mages to follow Garrosh and obey his orders.
With the help of the Dalaran mage, Garrosh rushed back to the camp as quickly as possible, but unfortunately it was too late, Fordring had already escaped.
Facing the empty flagpole, Garrosh felt as if he had been struck by lightning and lost all hope. He knew that if the envoy pursued him, he would be in trouble.
We must get out of here as soon as possible.
Garrosh hurriedly said to the Dalaran mage beside him: "Quickly, open the portal. I am going to Thorntooth City. All this is to save Azeroth and the Horde."
One hundred thousand orcs were wiped out. After the god's envoy received the news, he was so angry that he almost fainted and wanted to punish Garrosh.
Unfortunately, it was too late. By the time the envoy arrived at the coalition camp, Garrosh had already left the camp.
Listening carefully to the report of the deserters, the angel's expression relaxed and asked: "So, the Scourge has been annihilated, and Icecrown Citadel only has three thousand orcs now?"
The deserter whispered: "We lost some in the battle, and now we should only have a little more than 2,000."
"Hmph, two thousand orcs, why should you be afraid? Arthas, your end is coming."
The envoy looked confident. Even though he said this, the envoy knew that several generals of the Scourge Legion had not yet appeared, so he did not dare to act rashly.
In the coalition camp, there are now tens of thousands of Silver Northern Expedition troops and Stormwind King Qin's troops. They have an absolute advantage in numbers, and defeating two thousand orcs is not a problem.
The divine envoy hesitated for a moment and then ordered: "Let Fording come to see me."
The soldiers on the side were about to report that Fording had escaped, when they heard an energetic voice coming from outside the tent: "Dear envoy of God, Fording has been waiting here for a long time."
It turned out that Fording just escaped from the camp and did not go far. When he learned that the envoy of God had entered the camp, he knew that his opportunity had come, and he had been hiding outside the tent waiting for dispatch.
The god's envoy looked indifferent and did not mention the matter of punishing Fording. He just nodded and said:
"Fording, Azeroth is facing life and death. Everyone must stand up and fight for this world. You immediately command the coalition forces to attack Icecrown Fortress and destroy Arthas."
The Scourge Legion was at the end of its battle, and there were only more than two thousand orcs protecting Icecrown Fortress. Seeing victory right in front of him, Fording was overjoyed and said hurriedly:
"Lord Envoy of God, Fording will definitely fulfill his mission."
Although the coalition soldiers are far inferior to the orcs in terms of physical fitness, daily training, and weapons and equipment, they are overwhelming in numbers. Fording selected 20,000 Silver Northern Expedition troops and 20,000 Stormwind King Qin troops to march at a rapid pace
Rush to Icecrown Citadel.
For some reason, Fording was very worried along the way and realized that he had overlooked an important issue, but unfortunately he could never remember it.
It wasn't until he came to Icecrown Citadel that Fording realized the problem.
This time the enemy is not the Scourge, but the heroic orcs.
Orcs are the most noble race in Azeroth. Fordring was the first to mention this. Although these orcs have joined the Scourge and fought for Arthas, they are still orcs.
Fording is just a humble human being, how dare he be an enemy of the noble orcs.
It is not difficult to eliminate two thousand orcs, but it will definitely be confirmed later, and they will be criticized verbally and written for thousands of generations, and become a big sinner in history.
Thinking of this, Fording broke out in a cold sweat and was almost doomed. Unfortunately, he had already boasted to the envoy of God, and Fording was suddenly in a dilemma.
Fording rolled his eyes, found a trusted lieutenant, and ordered:
"The Scourge Legion conspired to destroy the world. Arthas is heinous. Unfortunately, I am ill today and cannot lead the troops to fight. The task of destroying the Scourge Legion will be left to you."
The adjutant looked sad, but he still followed the order and led the army closer to Icecrown Citadel.
Fording led a few soldiers to stay in the rear and waited for a long time, but did not hear the cry of killing. This made Fording very strange and hurriedly sent his soldiers to inquire.
Not long after, the adjutant leading the army came to Fording crying and knelt on the ground with a plop:
"Lord Fording, please make the decision for me. You teach us on weekdays that orcs are an extremely noble race. If we dare to be enemies with orcs, our soldiers will be frightened when they see orcs, and feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.
, will only kneel on the ground and surrender."
Fording slapped his forehead and realized that something was wrong.
The Silver Northern Expedition is just the army rations of the orcs, and Fording often instills the noble ideas of the orcs into them.
King Qin's army in Stormwind City was originally very brave, but they lived in the same camp as the Silver Crusade and were so influenced by it. They accepted Fording's teachings on weekdays and were as afraid of the orcs as the Silver Crusade.
Fording had no choice but to station the army near Icecrown Fortress and besiege him without attacking. After many days of this, the envoy couldn't wait any longer and came to the camp in person to urge Fording.
Fording knelt in front of the envoy and begged: "Master Envoy, the orcs are an extremely noble race. Our soldiers do not dare to be enemies with the orcs. Please understand."
After hearing this, the divine envoy asked in great annoyance: "Fording, what are you worried about?"
Fording explained: "Master God Envoy, once we defeat the orcs, we will set an example for all races in Azeroth. This precedent will really undermine the majesty of the orcs."
The envoy thought for a long time and couldn't help but nodded:
"Yes, the orcs are the most noble race in Azeroth. If you dare to be enemies with the orcs, no matter what the reason, I will crush you to ashes and your soul will be tortured forever. Facing the lost orcs, we must use love
To influence them, rather than to eliminate them directly. But how can we influence them? Fording, I need you to come up with an idea."
Fording hesitated for a long time before replying: "Master God, only by sending a highly respected orc leader can the orcs who have surrendered to the Scourge Legion change their minds and return to the embrace of the tribe. There is only one person who meets this condition."
The envoy was silent for a long time and asked unwillingly: