Although there are only a few hundred orcs in the vanguard force, they are all the best among the best. They can even fight one against ten. Even if all the disciples of the Shado Temple are killed, they may not be able to get an advantage.
In Nazgorin's opinion, if Zhu Taran was smart, he should take the initiative to surrender the forward troops and offer the flesh and blood of his disciples.
A general was actually assassinated. This is an intolerable shame.
Nazgrin knew that there were so-called martial arts masters among the pandaren, but they were useless in large-scale wars. Breaking into the enemy camp and assassinating them alone was tantamount to willingly committing suicide.
The corpses of five orc generals were delivered to the tent. They were all warriors from the Warsong clan. Nazgrin's face was terrifyingly gloomy, as if he was ready to devour them at any moment.
Nazgrin looked at the generals in the account and asked:
"I want to know if the murderer has been found. If you dare to kill the noble orcs, you are becoming an enemy of Azeroth, and your soul will never rest in peace."
The generals looked at each other, and one of the generals cupped his fist and said:
"Forgive me, General. The murderer has not been found yet. The assassins from Ravenholdt Manor have checked the scene and found no clues or signs of a fight. No injuries were found on the body. The cause of death is unknown."
Nazgrin asked with a straight face and a ferocious expression: "Did they die on their own? You losers, if you can't find out the truth, what use are you?"
A general said cautiously: "Back to General, Shado Zen Monastery has announced that it is responsible for this incident. They posted a death list at the door. As long as there is a name on it, someone must have died mysteriously that night. The pandas claim that this is destiny. They
Also said..."
The orc general hesitated to speak, and Nazgrin became impatient and shouted angrily: "It's nothing to hesitate, but it doesn't matter."
The general whispered: "The pandas claim that if the general dares to approach the Shado Temple, his name will also appear on the death list, and he will not be able to escape the assassination of the pandas."
Nazgrin laughed loudly:
"We orcs are known for our bravery, how can we be afraid of this small threat? It is a big joke that a group of cowardly pandaren dare to threaten our noble orcs."
The generals quickly praised: "The general's bravery is unparalleled in Azeroth. No one can match it. He is a role model for the orcs. How dare the pandaren compete with the bright moon with the light of a firefly? It is really overestimating one's ability."
Nazgrin changed his voice and said deliberately embarrassingly:
"I received news this morning that the Mantid Queen Xia Ke'siel led a large army out of the Dread Wasteland and threatened our army's rear. I was about to lead an elite force to intercept it to prevent our army from being attacked on both sides. If we leave Kund like this,
Laishan, isn’t he being laughed at by the pandas?”
A general on the right side of Nazgrin whispered:
"Why didn't I get the information? The mantid and the pandaren have been enemies for generations and will never stop fighting. How can they help each other? Xak'sir will never send troops unless he has no brains."
Nazgrin was furious when he heard this, grabbed the one-handed ax and tried to chop it down.
Suddenly he remembered that this general was the brother of Garrosh who had taken a new concubine and could not be killed, so he turned the ax and struck at a Frostwolf clan general on the left.
The Frostwolf general was defenseless, and his head rolled down.
During Thrall's tenure as Warchief, members of the Frostwolf Clan were held in high esteem.
Now that Garrosh has become the warchief, the Frostwolf clan has been dealt a heavy blow, and the generals of the Warsong clan have gradually occupied important positions in the army.
Nazgrin stepped forward, crushed Yu Zi's unwilling head with his foot, and warned loudly:
"Military law is ruthless. Everyone is equal before military law. If you dare to confuse the public and shake the morale of the military, this is an example."
Facing the brains and blood in that place, everyone in the tent was in danger.
A general from the Warsong clan said with a cautious smile:
"General, the bravery of our orcs cannot be evaluated by a little panda. The general led a small number of soldiers to sit in the rear and blocked hundreds of thousands of mantids. He held a battle ax and looked majestic. Who in Azeroth can have this kind of courage?"
Bi, you are truly a role model for me orcs."
Nazgrin's expression softened a little, and the generals saw the direction of the wind and spoke one after another:
"The Pandaren's small skills are nothing to be afraid of. Compared with the superb skills of the Great Queen Xia Ke'sir, they are simply insects. I heard that the four gods are no match for the Great Queen. Only the generals can defeat Xia Ke'ir.
You are brave, I admire you very much."
"Throughout the entire history of Azeroth, no one can compare to the general's bravery, leading the army, and fearlessness. Why do we orcs care about the reputation of the pandaren? Shado Zen Academy will definitely pay the price for their arrogance."
Nazgrin nodded slightly:
"I am very pleased that the generals can understand me. The overall situation is more important, and the small threat of the pandaren is nothing. But as soon as I leave, the position of the general must be handed over to a reliable person. Which of you is willing?
Serve as the commander-in-chief and lead the army to attack the Shado Temple."
As soon as these words came out, all the generals in the account were talking about it, and everyone was eager to try it.
A general from the Warsong clan took the lead in asking for battle:
"General, this important task must be entrusted to me. I am willing to cut through the thorns for the orcs. Although I have occasionally suffered from typhoid fever recently, the courage of the orcs is second to none in Azeroth. There is no difficulty in going to war despite being sick."
When Nazgrin saw that it was his confidant, he said with a smile: "I know the general's courage. There are many opportunities to make meritorious deeds. I will write down your merits first, so I won't offend you this time."
Another general from the Zhange clan said: "General, my wife has just given birth, but I have always put life and death aside, so I will be the commander in chief."
Nazgorin waved his hand and said: "You can't kill a chicken with a butcher's knife. This battle is very easy. You go down and take care of your wife and children first, and leave this opportunity to others."
The generals of Zhansong asked for orders one after another, but Nazgrin declined politely. Finally, he looked at a Frostwolf clan general on his left: "General Garrick is accustomed to fighting. He is one of the best warriors among the orcs. Is he willing to accept this?"
An honor?"
Garrick Drek'Thar, the youngest son of Thrall's mentor Drek'Thar.
Nazgrin personally ordered the general. Garrick looked at the brains and blood on the ground and knew that he could not refuse, so he could only say helplessly:
"I do."
After the military meeting, Nazgrim retreated to the Mantis Plateau with a few orcs, and the new general Garrick led the army to attack the Shado-Trace Monastery.
Five generals of the vanguard died in mysterious circumstances. Garrick was frightened and tried every means to delay the attack, so that by night the army had only traveled more than ten miles.
Bad news came. General Garrick's name appeared on the death list of Shado Zen Monastery. Garrick was frightened to death. He was a shaman and stubbornly believed that the Pandaren used the magic of ghosts and gods, so he invited
Dozens of shamans sang and danced in the tent to ward off evil spirits.
But even so, Garrick was still worried.
The lights were brightly lit in the big tent, and dozens of strong orc soldiers were found, sitting back to back, surrounding Garrick in the center, and the crowd was packed.
Garrick couldn't sleep, just staring like this.
It was a peaceful night, nothing happened. The orc soldiers who had been nervous all night showed smiles. When they looked at Garrick in the center, everyone looked frightened.
Garrick stared, then fell softly, refusing to rest in peace.