Cairn Bloodhoof fought hard to knock down a ghost philanthropist, raised his hoof and kicked the ghost philanthropist in the stomach, stomping several times until the philanthropist vomited out green entrails.
This kind of Karazhan guard who is dressed in a particularly gentlemanly manner will use a skill that drops coins from the sky. Even the Vrykul who have no idea about money will fall into a brief dizziness.
Cairn Bloodhoof didn't know that this was a species from that world. Perhaps it was a creature summoned by Medivh from the Twisting Nether. Their gentlemanly appearance was just a disguise.
He glanced aside and saw the team led by Thrall fighting in an orderly manner, advancing hand in hand with Kane's team, taking care of each other, and maintaining a good tacit understanding between the two forces.
Although he became an undead creature, Kane's fighting instincts still existed during his lifetime, and he did not forget the rules on the battlefield.
The tauren and centaurs have had a blood feud for generations and are constantly fighting for limited land.
Although the position of chief of the tauren belongs to the Bloodhoof family, Kane's father had many sons, and only the one who has made the most meritorious deeds is qualified to inherit the position of chief of the tauren.
Kane knows very well that the greatest skill on the battlefield is not meritorious service, let alone bravery in battle, but the ability to survive.
In Kane's life, he has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small. According to the probability, about half of them will be defeated. How to lose without dying is a great art.
"Her Majesty is watching you."
First of all, you must be able to be intimidated and don't take the initiative to provoke the opponent's strong ones.
Not far away, the library director fought bravely. This huge structure continuously released lightning balls. There was also a group of elemental creatures shrouded in clouds around him, causing a large number of casualties to the undead Vrykul.
Kane and Thrall coincidentally killed each other in a direction away from the curator.
On the battlefield, the strong men on both sides will maintain a tacit understanding, and there will never be a showdown between strong men unless they have to. This is Kane's experience gained from hundreds of battles.
Among Kane's brothers, there was a tauren who was stronger and braver than him. However, he was impulsive and ignored this experience and died early in the battle.
Kane noticed that the chaste saint in the distance did not have this awareness, and actually provoked Grom Hellscream. As the saint roared, the powerful power of the holy light made Hellscream keep retreating.
Fortunately, Prince Makzhar came to the rescue and sent away the Chaste Saint. After a few casual gestures with Hellscream, Prince Makzhar took the initiative to retreat, and Hellscream wisely did not pursue him.
There is an adulterous affair. Could it be that Prince Makzhar is interested in the chaste saint? This is a cross-racial love!
"Her Majesty is watching you."
The annoying voice echoed in my ears again, it was the echo of Sylvanas.
Kane shook his huge bull's head. Of course, the safest way to save his life is to stand behind and supervise the battle like Sylvanas, with an archmage beside him who can open the portal at any time.
Not far from Kane and Thrall, Tristan Evilhoof concentrated on summoning the imp.
A large group of imps breathed out flames to prevent the spread of the plague. This cunning satyr seemed to be helpless, but Kane knew very well that this was a trap. Anyone who tried to interrupt the spell casting would surely die inexplicably.
Fortunately, everyone present was a veteran and saw through this trap at a glance.
"Have you forgotten your hatred?"
It's strange how Sylvanas' response has changed.
Kane raised his head in surprise and saw Gul'dan in the distance, looking at him with blood-red eyes and a sinister and evil smile.
"Have you forgotten who captured you and your sons, skinned and shaved them to make beef hotpot, and made your bones into Kane's chair to humiliate you? Have you forgotten who was devouring your flesh?
"
"How can we forget this great shame?"
Kane will not forget his enemy. This is a conspiracy created by Thrall, King Saurfang, and Garrosh.
Kane still remembers the whole story. Thrall first made an rude request, which was one of the few bottom lines that Kane had to stick to. He sternly refused, which directly led to the death of Kane and his children.
After that, Thrall found a young tauren from nowhere, saying that he was Kane's illegitimate son and inherited the position of tauren chief. In fact, he was just a puppet.
The beloved children were skinned alive, rolled around, and their painful howls still echo in their ears. From then on, the tauren no longer dared to talk about glory.
How could I forget.
"But I have promised Sylvanas not to care about the past in my lifetime.
"Let the past go with the wind." Kane thought.
"Have you forgotten the pain you experienced after death?"
Gul'dan's voice echoed in Kane's ears again.
Kane's heart surged with grief and anger. Fortunately, he was an undead, otherwise he would have burst into tears.
Because he betrayed too many tauren and became food for the orcs, after Kane died, Mother Earth refused to forgive him and accept his soul.
His soul was guided by the orc Valkyr and entered the mysterious Shadowless Land, the beautiful ruins of the city.
"Look, isn't this our great chief?" A group of tauren souls came over, with evil intentions and a gloomy smile.
Kane was a great tauren warrior when he was alive, but without a body, he lost his strong fighting power and was easily subdued.
He was hung upside down on the vines in the Shadowless Land, and the tauren souls who hated him to death came up with various ways to torture this poor tauren chief, day and night.
That period of suffering and misery made Kane understand that death is the beginning of pain.
Afterwards, the place for resurrection came, and it happened to fall on the head of a tauren. Everyone knew that this was a trap, so they gave the place to Kane.
In order to avoid endless torture, he had no choice but to accept it.
"Sal!"
An anger welled up in Kane's heart and quickly grew into a monster, almost dominating him.
"This is Gul'dan's black magic. He is tempting us to kill each other. We cannot let his conspiracy succeed."
Kane warned himself in his heart and looked at Thrall aside, knowing that he could not take revenge.
The vrykul are numerous, far outnumbering the servants of Karazhan, and they fight bravely.
The strong men in Karazhan fought and retreated, retreating from the front hall to the banquet hall and then to the opera house, leaving countless corpses along the way. Seeing that Karazhan was about to be unable to withstand it.
"Mother Earth is protecting you."
The whisper suddenly changed and it was a gentle female voice.
"Mother Earth?"
The softest part of Kane's heart was touched. Mother Earth, the belief of the tauren, Kane, who only pursued power, violated the wishes of Mother Earth, and regretted it only after his death.
"Kill Thrall and plunge him into eternal death, and Mother Earth will accept you again."
That voice sounded in Kane's heart again, tempting his heart.
Kane couldn't help but glance at Thrall, firmly grasping the rune spear in his hand, and rationally told himself that this was probably a lie, and he needed to resist this huge temptation.
"Don't look back, watch your back."
Kane's heart trembled. He looked behind him out of the corner of his eye and found Thrall quietly approaching him.
Kane suddenly woke up, he knew another rule of survival on the battlefield, don't let your own strong men get close behind you.
The Tauren are also full of internal conflicts, with many factions, especially the supreme chief, who has always been bloody and ruthless. It is the most normal thing to stab one's own people on the battlefield.
As long as he is injured, the opponent's general will definitely be willing to come and pick up his head.
"Could it be..."
Kane thought of another possibility. Gul'dan couldn't just bewitch himself.
Thrall must have been bewitched by Gul'dan's black magic. He wanted to strike first. Sylvanas was some distance away and didn't know what was happening on the battlefield, so it was a good time to strike.
"I have been oppressed by orcs for most of my life. I am not willing to suffer Thrall's conspiracy after my death."
While Kane fought bravely, he noticed Thrall approaching quietly from the corner of his eye.
It's close, it's almost close, and finally, the opportunity has come.
Kane turned around sharply, stared with a pair of bull's eyes, and stabbed the rune spear fiercely. (To be continued)