Merry Dongfeng and Mal'Ganis stood on a high mountain, watching the battle between werewolves and orcs below.
Initially, the orcs had the upper hand, especially after entering the frenzy, and almost broke through the werewolf formation.
But soon, the well-trained werewolves stabilized the formation, and with better equipment, the situation became stalemate.
When the white-haired King Greymane joined the battle, the werewolves became more energetic and began to fight back.
On the other hand, on the orc side, Thrall had long since disappeared and was left without anyone to command him.
After the rage, the orcs entered a period of exhaustion, and without a leader, they quickly retreated and fled in all directions.
In this battle, about a thousand orcs were slaughtered.
King Greymane did not order the pursuit, the werewolves swept the battlefield and retreated towards the royal city.
Meili Dongfeng touched his chin and said: "This defeat is definitely a terrible blow to Sal, who has been sailing smoothly."
"Haha, Thrall, who is in despair, must have stepped into my trap." Mal'Ganis nodded in agreement and took out the Legion Orb.
In the orb, Thrall was hiding in a farmhouse, sleeping soundly.
"Is he still in the mood to sleep?" Merry Dongfeng felt that he had underestimated Sal.
Malganis squinted his eyes and rolled around:
"This Thrall is not simple, and he is right. He can kill so many tribesmen with peace of mind. Is it something that ordinary orcs can do?"
After a long while, Sal yawned, slowly got up, and walked towards the camp not far away.
There was a commotion in the camp, and the remaining soldiers who retreated were dejected.
Thrall glared: "Give me some energy, but a few people died. Our journey is in the stars and the sea. As long as my savior Thrall is here, victory will definitely belong to us."
Mal'Ganis closed the Legion Orb and said doubtfully:
"I understand somewhat. This Thrall is an experienced leader. No matter how many orcs die in front of his eyes, he will not have any emotion. He is an amazing talent."
Meili Dongfeng exclaimed: "In my long life, I have seen too many leaders. No matter how cruel and inhumane they are, when they become successful, they will have feelings for their family and country and fight for their people. Instead, they become them."
Weaknesses. Only this Thrall is different, it is simply flawless."
Mal'Ganis looked very unhappy, and Thrall's performance made him want to win.
"This is a provocation to the Dreadlord, Thrall. He is not without shortcomings. Let me think about it carefully."
Mal'Ganis paced back and forth anxiously, a pair of wings behind his back opening and closing.
"There is a way."
Malganis laughed:
"Jealousy is the original sin. Orcs will always be competitive. If you only need to set up an opponent for Thrall, he will definitely be in chaos."
"Do you have a suitable candidate?" Merry Dongfeng asked.
There are tens of thousands of wandering orcs in Lordaeron, divided into large and small groups.
There are about two hundred orcs in this gathering place, which is considered a relatively large group of wandering orcs.
At this moment, dozens of orcs surrounded a young orc, glaring at him and threatening to tear him apart.
The young orc who was under siege was strong and well-proportioned, with unyielding and stubborn eyes.
"Damn it, you dare to slander the great savior." An orc with a scar on his face pointed at him: "The great Thrall saved more than 100,000 orcs, freeing us orcs from human slavery, and gained
After gaining freedom, even humans and dwarves admire him. How can you, a little orc, be qualified to comment on the great savior?"
The young orc clenched his fists: "Everyone, I don't want to conflict with you. I just want to present the facts and reason. According to media reports, Thrall rescued more than 100,000 orcs. What do you want to eat?"
The scarred orc roared: "Of course the savior has a way."
The young orc immediately retorted: "We only have less than two hundred people. We still have difficulty eating by robbing humans and hunting wild beasts. How can more than 100,000 orcs survive?"
Terenas became the Lich Queen, and the life of the wandering orcs became increasingly difficult.
On the one hand, humans are prepared.
King Terenas even dispersed the undead orcs and protected the human villages.
Undead orcs are extremely powerful in combat, feel no pain, and are not afraid of sacrifice, which makes wandering orcs extremely headaches.
At this desperate moment, Thrall, the savior, gave a speech in Silverpine Forest, welcoming the wandering orcs to join his ranks.
All the orcs in the gathering place wanted to join Thrall, but only the young orcs disagreed, so there was a dispute.
A shaman said: "Young man, it's wrong to express doubt if you don't understand something. I heard that the great savior Thrall is a powerful shaman, and he may use the power of the elements to solve the problem.
It solves the food and clothing problem of the orcs."
The young orc shook his head: "I have never heard that elements can make orcs full."
The shaman patted the young orc on the shoulder: "Savior Thrall must have something extraordinary to achieve the prestige he has today. If you don't understand, don't make assumptions."
"But..." The young orc was a little shaken, but still insisted: "Before I understand how the savior can feed a hundred thousand orcs, I think we should be cautious."
The Scar Orc sneered: "What do you know? The Savior is very strict in selecting people. If we don't surrender early, we will have no chance."
The shaman echoed: "Yes, only Thrall, the great savior, can save us orcs."
Everyone was talking about Thrall's good deeds. Although the young orc was dejected, he still refused to give up:
"I will never take refuge in Thrall before I understand the situation clearly."
The scarred orc turned pale with anger and punched the young orc, but he easily dodged it.
The shaman stopped the scarred orc and said to the young orc:
"Since you are unwilling to take refuge in Thrall, the savior, please leave. I want to warn you that if you oppose Thrall, the savior, no wandering orc will take you in. We will use facts to prove that you are wrong."
The young orc shrugged and left the gathering place.
It is difficult for a lone orc to survive, and humans like to drive them to extinction.
But the greater danger comes from fellow humans, and hungry wandering orcs would not suggest eating their own kind.
The young orc was wandering aimlessly and happened to meet a group of different orcs.
These orcs are well dressed, have flushed faces, and are obviously eating well, which is completely different from the wandering orcs.
The young orc was about to escape, but unfortunately he was discovered by the orcs, who surrounded him.
An orc veteran walked out of the crowd, wearing gorgeous silver armor and an ax inlaid with magic gems. He looked rich or noble.
"Young man, why are you alone?" the veteran asked kindly.
The young orc knew that he was in trouble and thought that he might not be able to escape death, so he simply hesitated and replied:
"My people are all going to Thrall, and I don't want to go."
"Tell me your reasons." the veteran asked with a smile.
"I think Thrall, the savior, is hiding something from us, such as how to feed more than 100,000 orcs." The young orc was ready to die.
The veteran laughed: "Young man, you have a great idea. Thrall has deceived all the orcs in the world, but some people cannot be deceived."
The young orc was stunned, not expecting to meet his soulmate.
"I am Eitrigg, tell me your name." the orc veteran asked.