Chapter nine hundred and twentieth: acting with anger
Robbie led the way, while Kits and the guard commander followed cautiously behind.
Despite the heavy fog, the orcs were killed in a mess, and there were shouts of killing everywhere, but Robbie easily led the two men through the gaps in the chaos, found most of the royal guards, and found the place where weapons and armor were piled.
Finally, some food supplies were found.
As more and more guards gathered around him, Kites gradually gained confidence. Robbie led everyone outside the battlefield and soon left the fog-covered area.
Robbie pointed in the direction of the coastline and said:
"Your Majesty, just go straight to the seaside. There is a prepared ship there. There is enough food and fresh water on the ship, enough for you to return to Stormwind City, but before that, you need to see someone."
A figure was thrown in front of Gitus. It was a grinning orc. It was Garrosh Hellscream. He was thrown to pieces and was disoriented.
Garrosh was very unlucky. When the two orc armies were fighting, Garrosh wanted to stop him, but he was quickly mixed into the rebel army. Even a powerful orc warrior like him was in the chaos.
He was also useless and ended up becoming Robbie's prisoner.
When he saw Garrosh, Kits was startled. Without thinking, he blurted out: "Damn it, it turns out you are Garrosh's subordinate."
Seeing that Garrosh was tied tightly, Kits realized that there was a misunderstanding. Robbie waved his hands indifferently and said, "This orc is left to you, and you can do whatever you want."
Immediately, Robbie walked towards the white ice field, and soon there was no trace left.
Looking at Garrosh on the ground, Kits was a little confused and didn't know how to deal with this orc.
The leader of the guards suggested in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you must kill him to avoid revealing our whereabouts. Garrosh has the help of the Dalaran mage and the red dragon tribe. He will soon catch up with us, kill him and throw him away."
In the ice cave, no one will know that he died here."
This was originally the best way to deal with it, but Kits couldn't help but feel weak when he thought of Agna's rough skin and ferocious smile when she worked under Garrosh.
The dizzy Garrosh finally came to his senses, and saw Kits leading a large group of fully armed royal guards at a glance. He was immediately frightened, and instinctively knelt on the ground, begging with snot and tears:
"Your Majesty, the great king, don't kill me, spare my life, I will kowtow to you."
Kits couldn't believe his eyes. He didn't expect that the brave and invincible Garrosh, the great son of Hellscream, in his mind, turned out to be a coward who was afraid of death.
"Agna, how is she doing?" Kits couldn't help but ask.
Garrosh understood it as soon as he heard it, and his mind changed quickly. He secretly said that the hope of survival lies in Agna, so he said regretfully:
"Agna is doing well, but..."
"Just what?" Garrosh hesitated, but Kits was anxious and urged: "Speak quickly."
Garrosh pretended to be embarrassed: "Dranosh often pesters Agna, although Agna never pays attention to him, but after all, Dranosh is the son of King Saurfang, and he is used to being domineering.
, if I hadn’t blocked it, he would have succeeded by force long ago.”
"Damn Dranoche."
Kits was filled with hatred. At this moment, he didn't care about General Garrison's betrayal, the loss of 20,000 soldiers, or the humiliation he suffered in Woking's tent. Kits only had Agna in his heart, his only true love.
.
Garrosh lowered his head and said humbly:
"Your Majesty the King, we have no grudges at all. We are originally allies. As long as you let me go back, I promise to deliver Agna to you intact."
"Is this true?" Gitus grabbed Garrosh's arms and asked excitedly.
"I swear on the honor of the Hellscream family." Garrosh said with a sincere look on his face.
"Okay!" Kits nodded: "Garrosh, I hope you keep your promise."
The leader of the guards shook his head in disappointment. His Majesty the King was so determined and motivated, and would be harmed by it. Unfortunately, he did not dare to disobey orders, so he had to release Garrosh.
Garrosh said goodbye to Gitus and walked towards the orc camp.
When it was completely safe, Garrosh had thoughts of revenge in his heart:
"Today's shame will definitely be repaid tenfold. Agna, hum, the night watchman's favorite woman, this debt will be settled on you for the time being."
Seeing Garrosh escape, the leader of the guards quickly advised: "Your Majesty, leave quickly. If Garrosh sends a red dragon to chase after him, everything will be over."
Kits's mood gradually cooled down, and he realized that he had made a big mistake, but for Agna, he did not regret it.
Following the direction pointed by Robbie, after a quick march, they found a ship on the coast. It was the luxurious palace converted from a cargo ship.
Kits was lucky. The ship disappeared on the sea level for a long time, and then a few adult red dragons arrived belatedly. They scouted along the coastline for a long time, but unfortunately found nothing.
The melee between the two armies of Garrosh and Vol'jin lasted for half a night, and it did not stop until most of the orcs were exhausted. More than 10,000 orcs fell to the ground forever.
Archmage Ronin was disheveled and nearly exhausted of his mana. In this melee, many Dalaran mages were torn to pieces and eaten by orcs. Even his body was covered with wounds from orc bites, with many places exposed.
Bones.
The red dragons who followed Garrosh also suffered heavy losses. Several adult red dragons were left with only white bones. The dragon mage Krasus was trampled by the orcs and is still unconscious.
What is even more annoying is that Kits led many guards to escape in the chaos. For Vol'jin and Garrosh, this was an unbearable loss.
Wo'jin was so angry that he slapped Fording in the face, which only made Fording fly up. Wo'jin still couldn't relieve his anger, and pierced Fording's chest with his sharp fangs, leaving two deep wounds.
From the deep blood hole, blood spurted out like spring water, and Wo Jin roared:
"You useless old guy, you can't even watch a night watchman, so what's the use of you."
Garrosh became even more angry at Fording. He grabbed a wooden stick and beat Fording on the back so hard that he broke his bones and tendons and spurted blood from his mouth. He kept wailing and begging for mercy. Garrosh kicked him.
He stepped on Fording's right leg and roared loudly:
"You incompetent waste. After the night watchman escaped, I chased him out alone. If the fog hadn't been too heavy, I would have captured him long ago. But what are you doing? Just pretending to be dead in the camp."
Eitrigg advised: "It's not all Fordring's fault. After all, we all know that he is a useless waste." As if to persuade, Eitrigg mercilessly trampled Fording's left leg.
Fording lay dying on the snow, and the three orc leaders relieved themselves.
Wojin frowned and said in a low voice:
"General Garrosh, my Dragonblood Orc Legion and your new Warsong Legion have suffered heavy losses, but the bigger problem is the lack of military rations. This matter must be resolved as soon as possible."
Garrosh opened his mouth and showed a fierce look:
"This is all the fault of the Alliance. We are fighting fiercely for Azeroth. What are they doing? Our losses can only be recovered from the Blue Dragon Clan."
Eitrigg said from the side:
"After this time, no one will believe the hypocritical Red Dragon Clan. Garrosh, why don't our two armies come together and jointly divide the Blue Dragon Clan's treasure and population."