My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Chapter 49: Soldiers Approaching the City

After a while, the orc wolf cavalry ran to the big camp, and the sentry asked casually: "Hey, Splittooth, why are you back alone? Where are the others? Where is your wolf?" He was called Splittooth. The orc wolf cavalry did not answer the sentry's words, nor stopped, but ran into the camp vigorously, leaving the sentry alone and his wolf staring at each other, not knowing what the madness of the cracktooth kid was.

Cracktooth ran all the way and came to the stone house where the chief lived.Breaking into the stone house, Cleft Teeth found that the old chief was sitting on the ground alone, not knowing what he was thinking.A few orc warriors were standing beside the chief.Seeing Cracked Tooth coming in, the chief stood up and asked nervously, "Cracked Tooth, what happened?"

Slittooth panted heavily, and Weng Sheng said: "Chief, the humans have launched an attack on us! All the wolf cavalry rangers are dead, and only me is left. The humans said they want to negotiate with you, but only for us. Ten minutes to prepare." As soon as the words of Splittooth fell, an orc warrior rushed up angrily, gave him a shove, and yelled: "Why are everyone dead, and you come back to report the letter? You Have you surrendered to humans? You coward!"

Cracktooth's figure is a bit thicker than that of the orc warrior, and he didn't push his body this time.Cleft Teeth showed his fangs angrily, and fisted with both hands to hit the orc warrior.At this moment, the chief said: "Stop, Crack Teeth, you tell me the specific situation again."

Cracktooth put down his fist, gave the orc warrior a fierce look, and said to the chief: "There are probably thousands of them, more than all of us combined. They are all soldiers, already assembled in the col. It may be almost time now, and it is estimated that they will be around soon. Chief, make up your mind!"

Hearing the words of Splittooth, an orc warrior said loudly: "What else do you have? The cunning human dog must be playing tricks. Let's not care about them, or gather our forces. We will resist the soldiers and let the people escape. "The words of this orc warrior won the approval of most people in the stone house.

Crack Tooth quickly objected: "No, the soldiers who came this time are different from the previous human soldiers. We have no way to defeat them." An orc warrior spat on the ground disdainfully, and said angrily: “Crack Tooth, After you were caught by humans once, why were you as courageous as they were? The dignified first hero of the Frostwolf clan, now like a coward, has lost even the courage to fight!" Hearing this, the people in the stone house The orc warriors nodded and laughed at the cowardice of Splittooth.

Hearing this, Cleft Tooth suddenly lifted the underlay of the plate armor, and let the orc warriors in the stone house look at the wound on their thigh, while shouting: "Look at this wound!" Inside the stone house When the Orc warriors saw it, they couldn’t help taking a breath of air—Cracktooth was the most powerful warrior of their Frostwolf clan. During the coming-of-age ceremony, they once fought a Nagrand Raptor and smashed a tooth of that behemoth Fold it off and put it on his neck as a souvenir. This is also the origin of his name "Crack Teeth".

Although Splittooth has experienced many battles, he has never been injured either in the fight with the orcs, in the hunt, or even in the fight with the draenei.The scars on this thigh twisted and twisted and spread to the entire thigh. The area of ​​the wound was so large that these orc warriors, who had no fear of life or death, had lingering fears. They didn't know what kind of pain and torture it was.

Only the chief understood the meaning of Cracked Tooth and asked: "This wound is the wound you suffered in the previous battle?" Cracked Tooth nodded, but the orc warriors in the stone house were all boiling-how could it be possible?Can such a large wound heal in such a short time?It seems that the first warrior of the Frostwolf clan was not only scared by humans, but also confused.

The chief couldn't help but walked to Crack Tooth, leaned down to check his wound, and then stood up straight and said: "You mean, the human army is accompanied by a priest?" Crack Tooth shook his head and said, "Not so. Simple. The human warriors who besieged us this time are different from the previous ones. To deal with a total of four warriors, including me, the other side only used the same number."

After hearing the words of Splittooth, the orc warriors in the stone hut began to whisper again, but they lacked some confidence in their words. In terms of their personal combat effectiveness, the orc warriors have always been confident to face three or four human infantry at the same time. , Can be equal.But if you said to Splittooth, can humans have the upper hand in one-on-one battles?That would be difficult. After all, there are now less than two hundred soldiers in the clan, while the enemy's human army has several thousand.

The old chief knew that Cracktooth had not finished speaking, and waited quietly for the following.Cracktooth continued: "The wound on my leg was brought to me by a human warrior. He used a huge two-handed sword to pierce my thigh and also stabbed my wolf to death. But they let me back. At the time, the human warrior put his hand on my wound and healed my wound with a golden light. Chief, the position of the human warrior in the human army is not very special. It is no different from dressing up, and those thousands of human armies. I suspect that the armies sent by humans this time are all the same as him. They can not lose to us in the fight, but can also use healing methods. Such an enemy, We really can't face it!"

The old chief groaned, and some believed the words of Splittooth.It is not uncommon for a warrior to be able to fight in close combat and heal. The old chief himself is one.Just as the old chief was undecided, a sentry rushed into the stone house in a panic and said: "Chief, it's not good, the exit of the col is blocked by a group of human cavalry!" After hearing this, inside the stone house All of the orc warriors suddenly yelled, and Shardtooth said to the chief quickly: "Chief, why don't you listen to them first?"

The old chief nodded and said, "It's okay. You guys, gather all the fighters who can fight in the clan and block the entrance to the camp. It is best to prepare for battle at any time. Tell those clan people to hide in the camp. Now. Circumstances, we can’t escape. If we fight for a while, we will take the opportunity to disrupt the formation of the human army, and let them escape for their own lives at that time!” A few orc warriors took their orders, and the old chief wanted to leave as soon as he stopped. The cracked teeth said to him: "You come with me."

Arthas stood on a snowy hill outside the orc camp, and a small group of paladins guarded under the snowball, staring nervously at the movement of the orcs..Uther and the Master Khadgar were also here, and Vereesa was holding a bow and arrow, feeling a little horrified-this was the first time she went on the battlefield without her sister by her side.Vereesa quietly looked at the calm Arthas, and looked down upon herself a little bit-isn't she as courageous as a kid?Thinking of this, Vereesa held up a small and exquisite breast and tried to stand up straight.

Chapter 50 The Last Orc Shaman

Frostmourne next to Arthas suddenly snorted, and Arthas asked in his heart: "Little Shuang, what's the matter?" Frostmourne said dismissively, "That high elf just stiffened her chest. "Alsace was taken aback, and asked: "What's wrong?" Frostmourne continued to say in her contemptuous tone: "Such a small chest, no matter how small, the owner will not like it."

Arthas was a little helpless. Why did Little Demon Sword always focus on such a place?However, the high elf's figure is indeed a bit thinner, and Arthas glanced at Vereesa's somewhat regretful chest, feeling that in a sense, Frostmourne was right.

Vereesa noticed that the kid was staring at her chest with a sneaky gaze, her face flushed immediately, she lowered her waist slightly, and stared back unceremoniously.At this moment, Uther suddenly heard Uther say: "The orcs are moving." Vereesa quickly forgot Alsace's trivial movements and looked at the door of the orc camp.

At the gate of the orc camp, nearly a hundred orc wolf cavalry lined up neatly, and nearly a hundred orc warriors followed behind with heavy weapons.A team of less than two hundred people sealed the gate of the orc camp.However, facing the thousands of human cavalry wearing all-white armor and riding a tall horse, these orc warriors have a tragic feeling in their hearts-after today, can anyone in the Frostwolf clan return to their hometown? ?

Cracktooth followed the chief closely and walked towards the human army on the opposite side.Suddenly, in the front row of the human army, he saw the human warrior who stabbed himself and healed himself, waved to him quickly, and shouted, "This is our chief, we are here to negotiate. !"

Tirion Fording is in the front row of the Paladins. Although he does not approve of the slaughter of innocent orcs, he will still execute the orders from King Terenas and Prince Arthas.As time passed bit by bit, the wolf cavalry of the orcs blocked the entrance to the camp, making Tirion’s hope of peace in his heart dim and dimmed. The orc captured by him followed him. The old orc came out of the camp and shouted something to himself.

Although Tirion Fording could not understand orc language, he seemed to understand what the orc meant.Knocked his horse's belly lightly, Tirion rode his horse out of the battlefield, stopped in front of the old orc, made a gesture, then turned the horse's head, and led the two orcs to Uther and Prince Arthas. Walked to the snow hill where he was.The moment Tirion turned around, Tirion's hand couldn't help touching the hard half-tooth in the pocket of his shirt, and a gratified smile appeared at the corner of his mouth-I hope everything goes well, and peace between humans and orcs can finally be ushered in.

Under the snow mound, Alexandros Mograine pressed his sword on the hilt, staring unblinkingly at the two orcs who followed Tirion Fording.Tirion dismounted not far away, and brought the two orcs over, but Mograine stopped him.Tirion asked with some confusion, "Mograine, what's the matter?"

Mograine raised his chin toward the two two-handed swords on the waist of the old orc, and said, "They have weapons on them." The old orc noticed Mograine's movements and quickly removed the weapon from his waist and threw it at On the ground, spread his hands flat, indicating that he is defenseless.Mograine released the hilt of the sword, pointed at the old orc, and nodded; pointed at the cracked tooth behind him, and shook his head.

The old orc understood that the other party only allowed himself to go up and said something to Cracktooth. Cracktooth took a step forward in dissatisfaction. He wanted to argue, but was stopped by the old orc and shook his head.Cracktooth finally lowered his head in front of the old chief, leaned over and picked up the two two-handed swords on the ground, held them in his arms, and took a few steps back.The old orc followed Tirion Fording onto the snow hill, while Mograine continued to press the hilt of his sword and stared at the cracked teeth in front of him, as if this orc would kill him in the snow with a little movement. Qiu Xia—Of course, Mograine didn't recognize that the orc in front of him was the captive who was seriously injured just now, otherwise he might desperately insert his two-handed sword into Tirion Fording's heart.

On the snow hill, Mage Khadgar was telling Uther and Arthas what the old orc had just said: "The old orc said that he came with a determination to die, so that the young orc does not have to worry." Thrall frowned and said, "Must die? It seems that the orcs don't have any hope for this negotiation!"

Mage Khadgar nodded, and then glanced at Arthas-among the people present, apart from the willing Tirion Fording, I am afraid that no one would have anything to do with this negotiation. Too much hope, right?In addition, Prince Arthas’ intentions are also difficult to figure out... Mage Khadgar is determined to carefully observe Alsace’s actions and intentions during the negotiation for a while, and discern whether his disciple has completely fallen to the devil and Orc side.

The old orc chief followed Tirion Fording to the Snow Hill. As soon as he spoke, he shocked everyone present-"I am Drek'tal from the Frostwolf clan. Now the chief of the clan for the time being. Humans, say what you want." Although the tone and accent are extremely strange, the old beast population turned out to be the common language used by humans.

Uther asked in surprise: "Do you speak lingua franca?" The old chief of the Frostwolf clan, Drek'Thar nodded, and continued to say in that weird tone: "Yes. Humans, what should I call you? "Although Uther felt awkward, it was obvious that an orc chief who could speak lingua franca made him feel a little bit more hopeful for negotiation.After introducing the identities of Alsace and Khadgar one by one, Uther pointed to Tirion and said, "This is the Paladin Tirion Fordring and the master of Hearthglen. It is for him. We only agreed to negotiate with you."

Drektal turned to Tirion Fording and thanked him politely.Then he turned his gaze to Arthas-this is the prince of mankind?If you hijack him, can you exchange the peace of the tribe with the human army?Drek'Thar immediately rejected the idea in his heart, and he told himself to calm down-in front of a mage, a ranger, and two powerful warriors, even though he was the last shaman among the orcs. , And he was not sure to capture this young prince.What's more, this prince is not simple. There is no trace of the elemental spirit around him.Drek'Thar was a little puzzled-what power is it that prevents the elemental spirit of the origin of everything from approaching this young child?

Chapter 51 Negotiations with Orcs

Frostwolf clan?Arthas was taken aback, and couldn't help but ask: "Chief Drek'tal, is there anyone named Thrall among your people? He is probably about the same age as me now!" Drek'tal Reminiscing for a while, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, there is no such person in my memory."

Uther glanced at Arthas, his heart filled with doubts—where did Arthas hear the name of the orc?Moreover, he seems to know the origin of this Frostwolf clan?Uther resisted his puzzlement and did not ask his own question on the spot; while the heart of Mage Khadgar was full of helplessness and disappointment-Arthas, his own disciple, seemed to be undoubtedly The devil was bewitched, otherwise, how could he know the news about the orcs?

Of course Arthas would not be deceived by any demons. The evil Satyr that Master Khadgar had acted for was just a petite and jealous magic sword.As for the name "Thar", Arthas read from the souls of the orc warriors who came to defeat the Lich King. In the original time stream, the name of the leader of the orcs was Thrall, which also came from Shuang. The wolf clan.But what does the old chief say there is no such person?Is he lying?

Seeing that Alsace had no other problems, Uther said to Drek'tal: "Chief Drek'tal, I think you need to know that the reason we agreed to negotiate with you today is because we speculated that, You and your people did not participate in the two wars that attacked Stormwind, and at the same time, your hands were not contaminated with human blood. Now, please tell us whether our guess is accurate. Given your answer, Will decide whether this negotiation can continue."

After listening to Uther's words, Vereesa couldn't help but curl his lips, thinking-this uncle is really stupid. If I were that old orc, of course, I would say that I have not participated in an attack on humans. Would it be stupid? Say, "I killed your compatriots, but please let me go"?

As Vereesa expected, Drektal’s answer was yes, but he adopted another method-the old orc chief raised his right hand, and Tirion Fording because of Drektal’s Move, put his hand on the hilt nervously.Next, the old orc closed his eyes and said aloud in orc language.

Uther looked at Mage Khadgar, waiting for his interpreter.Mage Khadgar furrowed his brows and said with some uncertainty: "What he said is that I swear in the name of the elemental spirits that my people and I have not participated in the war against mankind. Before the war, I was exiled here, and I have settled here since then. It has been almost six years."

After translating the words of the old orc, the mage Khadgar couldn't help asking: "Elemental Spirit... Are you a shaman?" Drek'Thar said in surprise, "Do you know the profession of shaman?" Back to the lingua franca again, it seems that just to demonstrate the importance of the oath, I swear in my mother tongue.

The mage Khadgar said hesitantly: "Yes, I know. However, a friend of mine told me that the orcs no longer have shamans." The people present except Vereesa and the old chief of the orcs, I know more or less about the story of the mage of Khadgar, he knows the "friend" in his words, he is talking about the half-orc and half-draenei, Garona, who also assassinated Wrynn's father, Stormwind City. The murderer of King Ryan.But... Does Mage Khadgar still consider the female half-orc as a friend?

Drektal said, "Indeed, this friend of yours knows us orcs well. I think he is either an orc or a draenei, right?" The mage Khadgar nodded without speaking, but Drektal Unexpectedly, his guess is not wrong, it is better to say that it is all, because Garona is half and half, a mixture of orcs and draenei.

Drek'Thar continued: "Indeed, when we were in our hometown, the communication with the elements was cut off. Most shamans devoted themselves to the realm of warlocks and began to practice dark magic. Only our Frostwolf clan, The chieftain at the time, my old friend Durotan, forbids us to practice shadow spells. But the feeling of losing power is so painful that the shamans in the clan gradually left the clan. Only me, I have not shaken the faith. Fortunately, I am The persistence has been rewarded. After coming to your world, I regained the ability to communicate with the elemental spirits. However, I am probably the last shaman among all the orcs."

The mage Khadgar heard Drek'tar's words and nodded to Uther-the shaman's worship of the elemental spirit is to the druid to nature, and the paladin to the holy light.And what the old orc said basically coincided with the news he heard from Garona.

Uther got the affirmation from the mage of Khadgar, nodded and said: "Then, Chief Drek'Tar, we can start negotiations. My condition is that all your people, put down their weapons, Under the escort of the human army, head north to the northernmost part of the continent and mine trees in Tirion’s territory. Lordaeron and Maddenhold Castle will ensure the safety and supplies of your people. You must Trade young and strong labor for these until we find a better way to settle you." Uther is really not good at negotiating, and handed over all the cards as soon as he came up.

But for a wise man who is rare among orcs like Drek'Tar, Uther's method can win his trust even more.Drektal pondered for a while, and said in that weird tone: "However, we have lived in this valley for more than five years and have never had any conflicts or contradictions with nearby humans. Couldn't you? Shall we stay here any longer? I promise my people will not leave the valley a step."

After listening to Drektal's words, Uther shook his head decisively, and said, "I'm sorry, what I just said is the best condition that we humans can achieve. I hope you understand, Austria. The Trunk Mountains are very important to the Human Alliance. Leaving you in the Alterac Valley is tantamount to keeping our waist and ribs in danger. Therefore, I cannot agree to your request."

Drektal wanted to say something, Alsace suddenly interrupted, "Actually, I have a better way, if you can agree to the chief." Drektal seemed to have caught a straw. , Hurriedly asked: "What can be done?" Alsace said leisurely: "Let your people join our army and fight against your compatriots."

Chapter 52 The Past of the Frostwolf Clan

Arthas said his idea, and Uther thought it was a good idea, and turned to look at Drektal.The old orc shook his head and said, "This...you can also see that our tribe has fewer than a few hundred warriors, and the rest are women, old people and children who cannot go to the battlefield. On the battlefield, I can't help much."

Arthas smiled and explained: "Actually, I don't want you to help me. I just need an excuse to settle you. It is indeed an excuse to let you go to work in the logging yard, but it is not sufficient. Because of your presence, the residents of Hearthglen will panic. Once someone instigates you, you can easily conflict with the local residents. Even if you stay at the logging yard, there will be people who will trouble you."

Arthas paused to give Drektal time to think about his words.After hearing these words, Tirion Fording nodded repeatedly, admiring Prince Arthas's thoughtfulness.Arthas continued: "But if your people are willing to fight for mankind, we have ample excuses, and we can even put you in a more comfortable place. Your people, maybe you can get our offer without working. In this way, it will be easier for them to be accepted by the humans around them. After all, both sides are on the same front."

After taking a breath, Arthas continued: "Of course, your people will be in danger when they are on the battlefield. But have you ever thought about your people who died on the battlefield, but in exchange for the people who stayed behind? You can live a better life. You may feel that if it is death, you would rather die on the battlefield against humans than against your own compatriots."

Having said this, Arthas stopped and waited for Drektal's response.The old orc nodded subconsciously, and suddenly realized that he had been led away by his nose, and quickly returned to a serious look, but his ears were still fringed, and he was obviously concerned about what Arthas said.

Arthas smiled and continued: "If you think so, the chief, you are wrong. Your soldiers, died here today, and will die on the battlefield against your fellow citizens in the future, to us humans, to yourself , The meaning is completely different. If you fight for humanity, even if you die, we will not treat the rest of the people wrongly; on this, I can swear in the name of the Menethil royal family." Having said this, Arthas stopped, made a fist with his right hand on his left chest, and nodded slightly to show solemnity.

Drektal did not speak, he paid more attention to what was behind Arthas.Arthas continued: "But if you die here, your tribesmen who have witnessed this bloody battle will become a disaster for mankind. In order to prevent your tribesmen from avenging the death of your warriors, we may only I can kill them with you, and completely annihilate your clan. You know, I must be responsible for the people of Lordaeron and not let their safety be threatened at all."

Arthas's remarks were justified and well-founded, which convinced people...convinced the orcs.Even Vereesa on one side nodded repeatedly, and looked at Arthas with a little admiration in his eyes-which of course annoyed the lively Frostmourne while watching the lively, Little Demon Sword gritted his teeth bitterly, thinking And—if it weren’t for worrying that the master would be angry, he would have eaten this little female high elf in one bite—the power of the little girl's soul is not strong, but it is pure.Frostmourne was thinking while drooling, looking forward to the night coming soon-it has been a long time since he had eaten his soul, so he could only use moonlight to relieve his greed.

However, because of the conditions that even Tirion Fording thought was very good, Drektal shook his head and said: "You are right, but I can't do that. Our people, there is no All come to your world, and some remain in your hometown. If we appear on the battlefield and fight for you, the tribesmen in your hometown will soon be retaliated."