Whether it's a wolf with a particularly good nose, or a vigilant eye that can see through invisibility, a skilled stalker like Vanessa can find a way to crack it.
Robbie didn't believe Selene's disguise, so he took out the exquisite orc costume specially made by the Brotherhood. Leonardo Axe, the legendary orc, appeared on the stage in Shadowmoon Valley.
Having an orc disguise is not enough, you also need a piece of Shadowmoon Orc armor.
Robbie was hiding behind a big tree. By chance, a patrolling Shadowmoon Orc passed by. Robbie shouted: "Oh my God, what is this? I found the treasure chest."
"Where is the treasure chest?"
The orc immediately followed the sound and found him. Robbie knocked him out with one punch. Vanessa went even harder and cut his throat directly. The legendary thief was so powerful that no blood came out.
Putting on the tattered equipment of the Shadowmoon Orcs, the two worked together to dispose of the body. Robbie walked into Shazgul in a swagger, while Vanessa followed Robbie in stealth mode.
Shazgul, an important base for the orcs of the Shadowmoon Clan, is enveloped in a thick atmosphere of war.
The sharp wooden fences were dripping with blood, and a large group of craftsmen were busy beside the unfinished war equipment. The bare-chested orc blacksmiths were making weapons and armors. Burning materials such as kerosene, rosin, etc. were piled up in mountains. Although the camp was a mess and there was no plan at all.
But it's obvious that the Shadowmoon orcs are preparing for this war.
Think about the draenei people in Amboli Village who only ask for the Holy Light. Why are there such huge differences in crisis awareness?
A muscular ax warrior glanced at Robbie and asked doubtfully:
"Who are you? I don't know you."
Robbie didn't answer. He knocked him to the ground with one punch, then kicked him hard several times. He didn't stop until he was about to die. Then Robbie took off his equipment, snatched his tomahawk and money bag, and
The voice announced:
"From now on, you must remember that I, Leonardo the Ax of Violence, am destined to become a great warrior."
The orcs who gathered around cheered, their eyes filled with awe.
This is the custom of the orcs, fists are the best answer, and violence is the best means of communication.
Several weaker orcs came over and said flatteringly: "Boss of the Ax of Violence, we have a perfect barbecue, a delicacy specially prepared for the messengers of the Iron Tribe. If you want to go, you should try it too."
The Iron Tribe is here too? Robbie's heart sank, it looks like the situation is not good.
Robbie waved his hands calmly and said loudly: "Chief Ner'zhul sent me to patrol the camp to prevent Alliance spies from sneaking in. You bastards, please be smart, or I will smash your heads."
The disguise was successful, and his identity was recognized. Robbie placed a bomb at the designated location in Shazgul, and also hacked a wolf to death, roasted it on the fire and ate it.
After all, he is a human, and Robbie's appetite cannot keep up with that of an orc. Fortunately, Vanessa helped share some of the food.
Robbie ran rampant in the camp unscrupulously, knocking anyone who dared to stop him to the ground. It has to be said that the orcs of the Shadowmoon clan are much worse than the orcs of Orgrimmar in terms of discipline and management. After all, they have never experienced it.
The baptism of two wars allowed Robbie to easily approach the core area, Ner'zhul's altar.
Near Ner'zhul's altar, Robbie saw an Alliance adventurer kneeling on the ground. He was a dwarf shaman. He didn't know why, but he was trembling with fear.
"Chief Ner'zhul, our Dove of Peace is very sincere. The shamans of the Ring of Earth will definitely fulfill your wish. You just need to share some secrets with us..."
"Shut up, you hypocritical bugs. You were the first to reject our friendship. No one can reject the great chief of the Shadowmoon Clan."
Ner'zhul roared loudly: "Listen, I don't obey anyone's command. Unless you let those shamans come to see me, obey my orders and become my slaves, you can't find out any secrets from me.
"
The dwarf shaman was so frightened that he couldn't even speak: "Great Chief Ner'zhul, please listen to me, why don't we each take a step back..."
Ner'zhul didn't listen to his nagging and stepped forward to break his neck.
From a nearby tent, a tall orc came out of a fully armed, brand-new steel armor. The equipment was more than one level higher than that of the Shadowmoon clan. He mocked Ner'zhul:
"Your guard was so lax, Chief, that I caught the spy right outside your door."
Ner'zhul shook his head: "They are not spies, they are negotiators from the Dove of Peace."
The tall orc looked at the corpse on the ground and said contemptuously:
"It's a bit immoral to treat the messenger like this. You forgot how they treated our messenger. If he is caught by the Iron Tribe, I will put him directly on the fire to roast him, which is the most polite thing."
Ner'zhul sneered and said viciously:
"The Doves of Peace are a bunch of filthy bastards. The more impatient I am, the more they make concessions. I have killed eighteen negotiators like this, and they will soon compromise.
The Yue clan will gain huge benefits from cooperation."
"Yes, Chief, you understand the essence of diplomacy." The tall orc praised.
Ner'zhul said angrily: "I hate green-skinned orcs. The shamans of the Earth Ring will definitely fall into my hands. I am very interested in their knowledge, especially the magic of controlling elements. Draenei's astrologers have already
Sent to the Fortress of Pain, their knowledge will help me summon the Dark Star and make me the god of the Iron Horde. Doves of Peace, these damn bastards are really wishful thinking in trying to spy on the secrets of the Dark Star."
The tall orc said: "The chief values actions, not words. Shadow Mage, our invincible fleet is about to arrive in Karabo, and be ready to welcome it."
At this moment, Vanessa secretly tugged on Robbie's sleeves and whispered in Robbie's ear: "Look over there."
Feeling the warmth of Vanessa's hair, Robbie found Yrel shivering in the grass not far away.
"We must escape with this burden." Vanessa frowned slightly.
"Wait." Robbie stopped Vanessa. The dots, lines, and surfaces in his eyes flashed continuously. Robbie discovered that this Yrel was different from the Draenei:
"There is something wrong with this Yirel. He must be pretending. Yes, this is a trap."
"Trap?" Vanessa approached the "Yrel", sniffed the air like a puppy, and quickly returned to Robbie: "It is indeed a fake, her body odor is different from Yrel
, I almost got fooled.”
Robbie's eyes were bright and he analyzed carefully: "The Dove of Peace and the Shadow Moon Clan set up a trap to lure us into taking the bait. The real Yrel was either killed or escaped."
"Why?" Vanessa asked strangely.
"It's very simple." Robbie explained in a low voice: "There are a lot of herbs and minerals piled up in Shazgur's warehouse. With Yrel's character, they have been cleared away long ago."
"This reason is very good." Vanessa is also familiar with Yrel's character.
Robbie found several orc guards and pointed to the hiding place of the fake Yrel.
"You guys, go search the grass over there."
These orcs didn't understand why and looked at Robbie in confusion. This was a heavily guarded core area. How could there be any enemies hiding there?
Robbie kicked one of the orcs down hard, and the remaining orcs walked obediently to "Yrel"'s hiding place.
There was a loud bang and they triggered the magic trap.
Among the large expanses of light and fire, "Yrel" revealed her true appearance. She turned out to be Carola, a human female priest captured by Ner'zhul at the Truna Observatory.
Vanessa sighed: "I hope Yirel is okay."
Hearing the noise here, Ner'zhul also rushed over. Vanessa took the opportunity to get into Ner'zhul's tent, and soon returned to Robbie's side.
"Commander, what are you doing in Ner'zhul's tent?" Robbie asked.
Vanessa smiled proudly, and a rough-shaped staff appeared in her hand.
Ner'zhul's Staff of Shadowmoon Souls, this is the heirloom of the Shadowmoon clan and a symbol of the chieftain's identity.
"Do you still remember the Tenaru Observatory? I secretly memorized the style of Shadowmoon's Staff of Souls and went back to make a copy. Don't worry, my craftsmanship is very good. In a short time, Ner'zhul will not
I found that my staff had been dropped."
Robbie and Vanessa successfully walked out of Shazgul and detonated the bomb.
Robbie and Vanessa stood side by side, looking at the chaos among the Shadowmoon orcs. Countless war materials were destroyed, and the combat effectiveness of the Shadowmoon clan was destined to be greatly reduced.
On the way back to the Twilight Grove, I happened to meet Yrel. This little hooves came with a dusty hooves and a look of anxiety on his face. When he saw that Robbie and the others were safe, he patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief.
"Yrel, there's something wrong with your movements!" Robbie couldn't help but secretly curse: "I know you have big breasts, but it's not very good to show off your breasts in front of my commander. You should be considerate.
Vanessa's face turned pale because of the pain of the little girl with her lower breasts."
"Yrel, it's great to see you safe and sound." Vanessa looked away, her tone unnatural.
Robbie asked from the side: "Yrel, how did you escape from Shazgul?"
Yrel glared: "Who said I escaped? I fought my way out."
Robbie and Vanessa both stared at her without speaking.
Yrel felt a little guilty when he saw it, and whispered: "Okay, I'll be honest. I don't know why, the orcs let me go and didn't attack me seriously, so I was able to fight out. I found a Dove of Peace pretending to be
He has the exact same image as me. When I came back, I heard that you guys were coming over, so I hurried over to support you."
This little hoof still has a conscience, and Ner'zhul would actually let Yrel go, which was a bit unexpected.
Vanessa looked slightly flustered as she listened to Yrel's enthusiastic description of her escape from Shazgul.
After separating from Yrel, Vanessa bit her lip and said to Robbie with a solemn expression: "What I was most worried about happened. The Draenei chose to cooperate with the Dove of Peace."
"What, this, how is this possible?" Robbie was shocked after hearing this.
The purpose of the Dove of Peace is to help the tribe, which means that the Draenei in Shadowmoon Valley want to fall into the arms of the tribe.
"Commander, I don't quite understand." In terms of political sensitivity, Robbie knew that he was much lacking compared to Vanessa.
Vanessa was worried and explained in a low voice:
"Why did Ner'zhul deliberately let Yrel go? It was because he learned from the Dove of Peace that the Draenei chose the Horde, and if the Shadowmoon clan also chose to cooperate with the Horde, they would be one family. In other words,
The alliance in the Land of Fallen Moon will be attacked by the draenei, the Shadowmoon Clan and the Iron Horde." (To be continued)