There were many dried corpses hanging on the sharpened wooden fence, including the heads of murlocs, goblins, swamp crocodiles, and a few humans and dwarves.
Only there are no orcs.
People were coming and going in the camp, generally wearing tattered leather armor, with fierce eyes and sinister faces. Although they were all from the Alliance race, there were no good people among them.
These people looked at the knight with fear and some complicated emotions. When they saw Vereesa with delicate features, their dirty expressions were disgusting. They noticed the pointed ears standing up in the thick hair.
His expression changed again, and he forcibly controlled his gaze to look away, while his body trembled uneasily.
Luo Ning quickly saw some clues. This was a den of thieves, and the Dragonmaw clan was their backer. They were conquered after being defeated by the Silver Hand.
There are not many knights of the Silver Hand in the camp, only about thirty, but they can easily subdue hundreds of thieves and make them submissive.
The paladins protected Vereesa very well. One more glance from those gangsters was enough to make the knights angry and kill. An unlucky dwarf who didn't control his eyes was impaled on the railing, leaving him wailing for mercy.
Blood flowed like a stream.
Luo Ning has learned that the leading elderly knight's full name is Duncan Santeris, and he is the leader here when the Lightbringer Uther is away.
"We saw that dragon, what a tragedy." Duncan said regretfully: "Lord Uther has an important mission, Ronin, he is a very good gift."
Vereesa understood Lordaeron's attitude towards the orcs. The elf prince Kael'thas initially suggested killing all the orcs, but King Terenas flatly rejected it.
In order to feed the orcs, the Kingdom of Lordaeron has run out of money, its economy has collapsed, and the suffering among the people is unspeakable, but it has not diminished King Terenas' enthusiasm for the orcs at all.
"Is it for Talon Bloodfiend?" Vereesa asked calmly.
Duncan knew everything about this beautiful woman, but unfortunately he didn't know much:
"This is just one of the reasons. It is said that Talon Bloodfiend is dead, but his death knights are still there. Zuluhid, the chief of the Dragonmaw Clan, is very interested in this."
Vereesa was a little disappointed with this answer. At the same time, she felt more powerless. She could only try her best to take care of Luo Ning and save him from suffering.
At Vereesa's suggestion, Luo Ning got a thin piece of bread and a glass of water. The best way to treat the prisoner was to keep him in a weak state and extremely mentally exhausted, which would affect the mage's spellcasting success rate. Luo Ning
I feel groggy all the time and can't concentrate.
"You are so kind and helpful." Duncan continued to be courteous to Vereesa: "A scum like Ronin should be hanged, but he dares to offend the noble orcs. I have never seen such a despicable and shameless person."
Vereesa knew that the defeat of the orcs back then relied on the local armed forces of Lordaeron. The Knights of the Silver Hand were originally a sharp blade. Unfortunately, Uther gave all the best warriors to the orcs, and most of the rest belonged to the orcs.
admirer.
Duncan continued to smile and said to Vereesa: "Please allow me to personally escort you to your resting place."
Then he glanced at his men and said coldly: "Find a place to place the prisoners."
Luo Ning was thrown into a damp and dirty hut like garbage. His head was hot and his brain was buzzing. He wanted to get up but had no strength.
The knights did not relax their vigilance. The three thieves became Ronin's guardians and had to keep an eye on Ronin without blinking.
If Ronin escaped, they would be impaled on the railing like the poor dwarf.
"It's such a desperate situation." The dazed Luo Ning had already given up.
It's really ironic that she saved the Red Dragon Queen from being killed by the orcs, but was betrayed by her own people.
As night fell, Luo Ning listened to the whispers of the three thieves, and chaotic footsteps sounded from time to time. They should be patrolling guards.
The wind picked up, and an unusual magical power came. Luo Ning's heart suddenly tightened.
He once experienced the same aura as the red dragon swooping down on the ship. It was much lighter because of the distance, and Luo Ning could clearly sense it.
Orcs are attacking.
Unfortunately, it was difficult for Luo Ning to even struggle to stand up. Not long after, there was a loud noise and a deafening roar. The knights bravely shouted slogans to retreat, and the thieves screamed and ran away. The chaotic sounds were endless.
For some reason, Luo Ning's mind was filled with Vereesa's beautiful face.
There was an explosion that shook the ground, and Luo Ning felt the ground tremble. Before he lost consciousness, he felt a huge dragon claw falling from the sky and grabbing his waist.
The delicious broth was poured into Luo Ning's esophagus, warming his shrinking stomach. Luo Ning felt stronger and struggled to open his eyes.
He found himself lying on an animal skin, next to a grinning female orc.
"I say, you must be gentle and learn from those humans and elves." A grumpy voice complained: "Be careful, don't choke him to death. This human is very useful to adults."
Behind the female orc stands a tall and strong orc, supervising the female orc.
Unfortunately, the female orc was careless and a lot of broth spilled on Luo Ning's chest. Luo Ning could only reach out and take the bowl of broth.
After drinking a bowl of broth, Luo Ning felt much better. He didn't know what kind of meat it was, but there was a faint smell. Luo Ning felt that he had never tasted such delicious food.
The tall orc lowered his head and looked at Luo Ning carefully, and smiled with a big mouth: "Sleep well, don't think too much, Lord Nekros wants to see you!"
There is no doubt that he fell into the hands of the orcs, and this is the residence of the orcs.
Nekros Skullcrusher, Luo Ning repeated this name in his mind, remembering that he was the controller of the Demon Soul. He was so exhausted that Luo Ning fell into a drowsy sleep.
After Luo Ning woke up, he was escorted forward by several orcs. This was a gloomy cave, and the howling wind came to his ears from time to time. Luo Ning felt that there was a strange smell of fire in the air, which was different from the usual fire.
The elements are different, they are magical elements that have been refined and extracted.
Deep in the cave, an orc was sitting on a wooden chair. Among the burly orcs, he was not tall, and half of his legs were equipped with wooden prostheses.
Nekros Skullcrusher raised his head and noticed Ronin's gaze.
Luo Ning's focus was not on his lameness, but on the golden disc held in his left hand.
Is this the Demon's Soul? Luo Ning guessed.
"I hate Dalaran mages very much. If it weren't for your incompetence, my world wouldn't be like that."
The orc's voice was very calm, and he was a rational guy who was not easy to deal with.
"You must prove your ability. Becoming a distinguished guest or a prisoner depends on your performance."
Nekros clapped his hands, and as the chains clattered, a fishy and pungent rotten smell came.
Luo Ning turned around and saw four orcs escorting a tall monster with ulcerated skin all over his body. This was an orc death knight.
"Kill him, use your Holy Word." Necros said loudly: "If you succeed, I can promise you a reasonable condition."
Luo Ning noticed Vereesa's bow and arrow hanging by the side, took a deep breath and said, "As you wish."