The orcs roared like huge green waves and rushed into the camp of the Dark Spear Troll. They harvested the life of the troll like melons and vegetables. The orcs opened their bloody mouths and bit off the Dark Spear Troll's flesh in one bite.
Head, chewing heavily.
It's really terrifying, even more ferocious than the demons of the Burning Legion.
Senjin was so frightened that the 50,000 Darkspear Trolls were defeated like a mountain. They were quickly dispersed by the orcs.
When it comes to combat effectiveness, the trolls are no worse than the orcs. The orcs are good at close combat, while the trolls are good at long-range attacks. Both sides have their own advantages. If they fight in a fair battle, they may not lose in a one-on-one situation.
However, the formation of the Darkspear trolls faced the direction of the tidal bay, and the orcs came from behind. If a large army of 50,000 people wanted to turn around to meet the enemy, it would take a lot of time to command and dispatch. The orcs did not give the Darkspear trolls a chance.
In addition, the orcs were wearing the armor and weapons of the Burning Legion, their equipment was far ahead of the Darkspear trolls, their morale was high, and they were attacked from behind, so the situation soon became one-sided, and the elite Darkspear soldiers were massacred.
"Stupid Sen'jin, you have to pay the price for your ambition." Thrall, wearing black armor, roared, holding the hammer of destruction in his hand, and under the protection of a large group of guards, he continued to harvest the lives of the Darkspear troll:
"The Darkspear trolls also want to be on an equal footing with the orcs. You are just an inferior race and are only worthy of being the orcs' military rations."
Countless Darkspear trolls were slaughtered, and the orcs tore their flesh like wild beasts.
Senjin glared at the trembling Kryptonkin beside him and asked, "This is the kind orc in your eyes."
While looking at the krypton gold, his face turned pale, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted from fright, and a foul smell came.
"Useless trash, you have hurt me and the entire Darkspear tribe." Senjin complained painfully. Fortunately, his other two legitimate sons, Jinjin and Hengjin, fought bravely and led a team of elite witch doctors to escort Senjin.
Golden Breakout.
"Hurry to the entrance of the Death Tunnel."
Seeing that he could not break out of the encirclement, Senjin hurriedly ordered.
He is the chief of the Darkspear tribe and is familiar with all the secrets of Darkspear Island. On the cliff near the tidal bay, there is an ancient tunnel called the Tunnel of Death, which is a completely dangerous place.
The entrance to the Death Tunnel is under a big rock on the edge of the cliff. The entrance will appear on special days. All adventurers who venture into the tunnel will not survive.
Under the leadership of Senjin, Jingjin and Hengjin fought desperately, gradually approaching the direction of the death tunnel.
Sen'jin knows the secret of the Death Tunnel, which is the exile place of Boonsamdi, the god of souls and the god originally believed by the Darkspear tribe. Legend has it that Boonsamdi has fallen into madness and killed all outsiders.
Senjin said seriously to his two sons: "You must stay here. It will take some time to open the death tunnel. This is the only chance. The Dark Spear tribe cannot be destroyed."
Adamantium and Eternal Gold nodded. The safety of the Darkspear tribe depends on Chief Senjin. If he cannot return to the palace, the Darkspear tribe without its chief will surely perish at the hands of the orcs.
Senjin stood at the entrance of the Death Tunnel. He was dancing a special wizard dance and chanting incomprehensible spells.
Thrall quickly discovered something unusual here and ordered the orcs to surround it.
The few remaining Dark Spear tribesmen were also approaching here. The Dark Spear tribesmen fought bloody battles, using their flesh and blood to protect Chief Sen'jin from casting spells.
"This is not a glorious blow, I'm sorry." King Sarfar attacked from behind, chopped off Jinjin's head with an axe, and looked at Hengjin with a ferocious face: "Little troll, do you know what an orc is?
Glory?"
Seeing the tragic death of his brother, Hengjin's eyes were filled with tears and he shouted: "Despicable orcs, if you have the ability to challenge me in a duel."
"Very good, I didn't expect that the Darkspear Troll would have a warrior like you. It's been a long time since anyone dared to challenge me, let us fight for glory." Saurfang held the giant axe, hooked his hands, and showed a
A provocative look.
Hengjin held a pair of scimitars tightly and rushed towards Saurfang. Saurfang smiled slightly and jumped back violently. A group of orc sword and axemen rushed over and chopped Hengjin into pieces in an instant.
Bolognese.
"What an idiot. The stupid Darkspear Troll should be eliminated." Saurfang laughed proudly.
The soldiers around Senjin kept falling. Fortunately, his ritual had been completed. A gloomy entrance appeared under the boulder, and a desperate breath of death came out.
Before the last Darkspear fell, Sen'jin took a deep look at Thrall and jumped into the entrance.
The orcs gathered around, looking at the dark entrance, not daring to breathe. Thrall ordered a few brave orcs to enter the cave entrance. Soon there was no movement, so he had no choice but to give up.
In this battle, 50,000 of the most elite soldiers of the Darkspear tribe were killed, and no one was left alive. They became the hard meat of the orcs. The strength of the Darkspear tribe was severely damaged, and they could only rely on the strength of the palace to hold on.
Senjin carefully walked forward in the death tunnel, and the howling screams kept coming to his ears. When Senjin was young, he accidentally heard a horrifying truth. The god of souls, Boon Samdi, had already broken free.
Seal, he did not seek revenge on the Dark Spear Tribe and the Senjin Family, but instead watched everything in secret.
The souls of members of the Senjin family, whether they are direct blood relatives or side branches, will inevitably enter the death tunnel after death, where Boangsamdi is waiting for them and will be tortured forever.
During his lifetime, the Sen'jin family enjoyed endless glory and were the envy of all Darkspear trolls.
But after death, they will suffer cruel torture. Because of this, Senjin is particularly afraid of death and tries every means to extend his life. It is also for this reason that he colludes with the Burning Legion.
If he was not going to be killed by the orcs, Senjin would never enter the death tunnel. Now he can only pray to the God of Souls for forgiveness and help.
An old troll with disheveled hair and a transparent soul ran past Senjin. He kept wailing in his mouth, his face was distorted, and he had gone completely crazy. The soul of this old troll was covered with transparent piranhas.
Senjin recognized that this was his grandfather, who had suffered humiliation in the Zandalari Empire and was forced to put his legs into a pool full of piranhas, and was eaten by the piranhas below his knees.
Although his severed limbs later regenerated and his legs grew again, my grandfather was afraid of all fish from then on. This was his inner demon. Unexpectedly, after his death, his body would be covered with piranhas, and he would be bitten by the piranha soul.
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Senjin moved forward carefully, and he saw many tortured ancestor souls. In front of an ancient altar, Senjin stopped, and there was a harsh sound echoing in his ears.
"Hey, a living chief, this is not the place you should come, or you should be eaten by the orcs, and then the soul can come to me. Ha, you know, I have prepared a special gift for you."
Senjin knelt down beside the altar with a plop and prayed sincerely:
"The great god of souls, Boansamudi, and Senjin, the chief of the Dark Spear tribe, beg you for forgiveness and help. The Dark Spear tribe is facing a crisis. Please save our people."
"Haha, Lord Chief, I remember that you brought the orcs." The voice said mockingly: "You introduced a group of beasts into your home and let them slaughter your own people. What qualifications do you have to ask for my help?"