My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Of course I know." Alsace's expression became serious-no one knew the horror of the Burning Legion better than him, no one.

They are demons-the term is aptly described-if they are just savage invaders, simple killing will not scare the human will to resist, but...

The Burning Legion is not only brute force Demon Guards and Wrath Guards, nor is it only Hellhounds and Hellfires with low intelligence. They are also good at playing with people's hearts, and Arthas himself suffered greatly.

Not to mention that only Kil'jaeden’s Ner'zhul played Alsace in the palm of his hand, and finally completely controlled Alsace’s mind and made him do things that regretted his life; if it were not for Frost A sad accidental awakening, Arthas may sink/degenerate in the dark for the rest of his life.

And Ner'zhul is just a small surprise in Kil'jaeden’s plan. It’s just that the Scourge itself, a subordinate organization of the Burning Legion, already has the ability to sweep the entire Azeroth, not to mention Archimonde. The amazing accumulation of sand on the shore of Lake Lordamere turned into a tower, and then destroyed Dalaran's spells in one fell swoop.

"Do you know it, or do all of you humans know it?" Orgrim instinctively felt the difference of this human child. "If your entire leadership knows this, how can you do it? Enough courage to face such an enemy?"

Arthas' indifference was incomprehensible to Orgrim-when Durotan told him the truth, and he asked more information about the Burning Legion from Gul'dan, his heart was full of fear.

As the rare brave among the orcs, the second warchief of the Horde, this fear made Orgrim feel ashamed-but it could not be suppressed-and it was precisely because this fear disturbed his mind that Orgrim had some The failure of advances and retreats made him ignore the protection of Durotan, and Gul'dan's assassin found an opportunity.

The sudden death of Durotan, his persistence in the name of "Doomhammer" passed down from his ancestors, and his sense of responsibility for the fate of the orcs made Orgrim silently assume all this; however, in countless lonely and silent nights, those Gul The various demons with flaring teeth and claws in the images Dan had shown him always made him worry about the future of the tribe—the orcs will never be slaves, and Orgrim will never let the orcs become the minions of the Burning Legion; but Orgrim But he has no confidence in his responsibilities.

"No, only I know." Alsace shook his head, then pointed to De Jong who was confused beside him, "For example, this adult, he should hardly understand what the two of us are talking about."

De Jong nodded blankly-whether it was a phrase like "burning people" or some "dog egg", it had never appeared in his life before.

"So don't you worry at all? Do you think you can stop the attack of the Burning Legion? When they stare at a world, no world can escape the fate of destruction. Draenor has been destroyed, and the next one is Your Azeroth! You..." Orgrim said these words so quickly that his voice was a little broken; his arms trembled slightly, causing the iron ropes connected to the wall to rattle. .

Orgrim really feels very puzzled-although the human child in front of him may only be in his juvenile or even infancy by human standards, Orgrim did not feel that he had such a conversation with this human child. Some are too early; in the custom of the orcs—not to say the custom, but the strategy adopted after the orcs declared war on the draenei—the twelve-year-old orc can already be sent to the battlefield and become a qualified fighter. Up.

Since he knows the Burning Legion and the power of the Burning Legion, what power makes him so confident and not afraid?Even as a child, Orgrim doesn’t think anyone can understand the demons without paying attention to them—the destruction brought by the Burning Legion is universal, and they can destroy everything, not just Slaughtering your loved ones, and even tarnishing the affection between you-this is their most terrifying point.

"I know what you are talking about, even more than you." Arthas turned to look at Frostmourne, who was pouting and hugging his knees, curled up in a chair. In a ball, the bulging expression on his face made Arthas feel a little funny-this stupid girl, who made herself lose such a big face in front of everyone, did she start to lose her temper by telling her a few words?

While thinking about this, Arthas stood up-when Frostmourne was sitting at the same height as his current height, this height was just right-touched the top of Frostmourne's head with his hand, and then turned to face him. Orgrim said, "But I want to try."

He said he wanted to try?——Orgrim seems to have heard the funniest joke since he was born——Someone wants to try to prevent the burning legion from crushing?

"Haha!" Orgrim laughed wildly, and even burst into tears, "Block the Burning Legion? How could that be possible?"-of course it is impossible-are the orcs powerful?The answer is yes, the orc army swept across Azeroth, if it weren't for being shrunk in the fortress of copper and iron walls, and Orgrim reduced the strength of the tribe in order to consolidate his rule, the coalition of humans and dwarves would have fallen apart.

Are the draenei strong?The answer is yes, they are far stronger than the orcs-even if they took the lead and used the weakness of the draenei leader Velen to destroy most of their cities, the orcs were almost in the last of the draenei The line of defense was broken.

But even so, these blue humanoid creatures that used spells and holy light were still wiped out under the attack of the Burning Legion-and the Burning Legion just borrowed the power of the orcs a little bit.

Just by borrowing a little bit of power from the Burning Legion, the orc warlocks have a fighting power that surpasses the previous shaman; Orgrim can't imagine what else in this world can prevent the Burning Legion from destroying a world—— You know, they are not only powerful, but the number is like a vast ocean.

"Don't be too busy to laugh..." Arthas frowned--the orc leader didn't know what was going on, as if he had lost his mind.

Arthas stopped De Jong who wanted to act; the head guard felt that the orc's behavior was a bit out of the ordinary, and in his mind, it was still important to protect Alsace's safety.As for the bizarre conversation between the prince and the orc captive, it is necessary to inform His Majesty King Thoras-of course, his Majesty must not understand these words either!(To be continued.)

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"Don't be too busy laughing." Arthas frowned and said to Orgrim. "I am here this time, mainly to ask you, how much do you know about the portal that connects to Draenor? "

"Portal? Do you think I will tell you?" Orgrim said with a sneer-this human kid is still too naive. Whether the portal to Draenor is opened or closed, the initiative rests with ancient In the hands of Erdan, let alone not knowing him well, even if he really knew something, he would not tell the enemy of the orc-even if he was captured, he was the great chief of the orc!

"Why are you so? The reason why I ask this question is to resist the invasion of the Burning Legion... Don't you treat them as enemies?" Arthas felt a little puzzled—from Ner'zhul's memory In, he roughly understands that Orgrim and Gul'dan are in the same situation. He doesn't understand why Orgrim refuses to provide himself with intelligence that can contain Gul'dan and the Burning Legion.

"Although I hate Gul'dan, it is impossible for me to choose to cooperate with humans. Besides, do you really think your question is of the same value as my previous question? Telling you such important news, can I do any good? ?" Orgrim dismissed Alsace's words.

As Arthas said, Orgrim really hates Gul'dan and wants to free the orcs from the Burning Legion; but he is already in a cage at this time, and there is basically no hope of freedom; in this way Under circumstances, if the remnants of the orcs in the world of Azeroth want to survive, they can only rely on the portal that cannot be opened for the time being; although the Burning Legion will once again envelop the orcs' tribe as the portal is reopened, but... …Although the orcs are never slaves, Orgrim doesn't want to push all the orcs to ruin wherever there is a ray of life.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a disaster or it’s hurting others and harming itself. In short, Orgrim didn’t want to help humans get out of the claws of the Burning Legion when the orcs suffered huge setbacks. It can even be said that only humans are also Become a servant of the Burning Legion, or be destroyed under the offensive of the Burning Legion, will he be able to balance and feel better in his heart.

Arthas was silent—he could not give any promises—either to the orcs or to Orgrim.

In the original time flow, King Terenas’ tolerance gave the orcs a chance to survive. In the end, these orcs created a turmoil and caused great losses to Lordaeron. The bloody battle lasted for more than ten years.

For the current Arthas, no matter what, he will do his best to prevent the above tragedy from happening again-and the most important of these efforts is that the orcs must die.

Arthas didn't want to deceive Orgrim, such as pretending to release him with a promise, and breaking the contract after defrauding information—he didn't think Orgrim would believe his own words.

Wait and see-after Orgrim is hanged, let Frostmourne swallow its soul-if this guy really knows something, then it will be too late.

"So, I still have a few questions I want to know... For example, how did you hook up with Aiden and Blackmore?" Alsace changed the subject.

These problems have been plagued by Alsace-in the original time flow, the orcs set foot on the northern subcontinent, and the connection between the Alterac Kingdom and the orcs is also explainable; but this time, the orcs did not Crossing the narrow sea, how did Aiden contact these orcs?

"It's South China Sea pirates. Those pirates have their own intelligence network. They have some contacts with Aiden's killer organization called'Syndicate'. Aiden approached us through South China Sea pirates and promised that if we successfully land, Alterac Valley It will be open to us... Do you already know this?" This kind of question has nothing to do with the situation of the battle, Orgrim did not hesitate to answer directly.

South Sea Pirates?——Alsace silently remembered a note in his heart——It seems that even if the orcs are eliminated, there are still many enemies of mankind in this world!In this way, the ships obtained by the orcs can also be explained-after the destruction of King Dalin's fleet, South Sea pirates and North Sea pirates have become the only two formed fleets on this continent.

"What about Blackmore? What's the matter with him?" Arthas asked.

"Blackmoore was introduced to us by Aiden. They seem to have their own agreement." Orgrim said, "I don't know if you can understand. If we orcs land in Nanhai Town, then we will naturally pass through. Hillsbrad Hills went straight to the city of Lordaeron; but landing was too difficult for us. If our raid is successful, we have two options, one is to attack through Dunhold Castle Lordaeron; the second is to attack Lordaeron through Alterac Valley and buy the lords from these two places, which will greatly benefit our next actions."

Arthas nodded-from Ner'zhul's memory, Arthas knew Orgrim was a very cunning orc, and now it seems that its grasp and arrangement of the battle situation can really afford "sly fox" "This name-its arrangement is almost leak-proof, and the reason it failed is entirely because of variables such as myself and Frostmourne.

If the Alliance continues to believe in Aiden and Blackmoore, then not to mention that they will disclose the information within the Alliance to the orcs. It is said that the castles guarded by the two of them are the main communication routes that the orcs will pass through. Their betrayal is Enough to make the alliance fatally injured.

"Then about Dun Modr Fortress... what I want to ask is, how do you know that dwarves have such a custom?" Alsace continued to ask.

"Dwarves... this is interesting. When our army left Ironforge and was about to go north, I met a small group of dwarves-don’t get me wrong, they are not dwarves from Ironforge, but It's from another area." Orgrim seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"They call themselves the Dark Iron Dwarves, and their ruler is Dagran Thaurissan—I don’t know if you have heard of it—they said that if we want, they can help us attack the Ironforge Dwarves. But at that time, I had decided to abandon Ironforge, so these dark iron dwarves enthusiastically suggested that I take advantage of the upcoming wine festival to attack Dun Modr Fort 1, they said that the dwarves would hangover on that day. "Orgrim shrugged his shoulders like Arthas, "It's interesting, isn't it? Even the most simple and sincere dwarves in your world will fight each other for unknown reasons!" Continued.)

Chapter 432 I just walked over, is there any problem?

"Dark Iron Dwarf?" Arthas couldn't help muttering-he was kind to Muradin, of course, he had heard of the name. They are both branches of Dwarves, but they are completely different from Wildhammer Dwarves and Ironforge Dwarves. , Is an evil and cunning creature that blindly pursues power. It is a rival to the Wildhammer and Ironforge dwarves, living in a burning plain full of volcanoes and lava.

No wonder Orgrim knew the weaknesses of the dwarves. It turns out that the Dark Iron dwarves also joined this battle. Arthas was already wondering why the Dark Iron dwarves didn’t take advantage of this orc invasion to fight the iron. Forge launched an attack, thinking that they didn't want external forces to intervene in the dwarves' internal fights, but they didn't expect these dark iron dwarves to be far more cunning than Arthas thought, and they even just wanted to use the orcs to make a profit.

"Goblins, dark iron dwarves, and trolls, it seems that the strength of your tribe should not be underestimated. There are so many forces that have chosen to help you." Arthas's face was sneered-these forces saw The army of orcs chose to take refuge, but this group of guys shouldn't think that humans are the ultimate winners. In any case, the human beings will find them back when they join the tribe!

"What's the big deal... If we are really strong, we won't lose." Orgrim was somewhat distracted, but he couldn't help asking, "I only want to know one question now, Grim. What happened to Barto?"

A lot of things happened on the battlefield last night, and the plot did not develop as Orgrim had imagined (White Night: Nonsense, the plot was of course my decision), but the most deadly thing was the appearance of the red dragon.

Orgrim now wants to understand-the dragon flew from the southeast, that is Grim Batol's location; until the orc army fell apart, Grom and Zuhed did not appear, and The human kid in front of him already knew about the Dun Modd Fortress, presumably Grom and others did not take the fortress.

It is excusable not to win the Fortress of Dun Modder. Perhaps Grom's temper was a bit anxious and he did not wait until the dwarves were all drunk, which is also possible; but in any case, Orgrim could not figure out that, How could Grim Batol go wrong?

Grim Batol has most of the warlocks of the Dragonmaw clan, countless red dragons surrendering to the tribe, Tarannisstrass who betrayed the red dragon clan, and the mysterious deathwing... why are so heavily guarded Grim Batol, will be out of the control of the tribe?Could it be that Deathwing abandoned the tribe?

"Nothing happened, I just walked in like that, and then rescued the queen of the red dragon. She flew to the battlefield and destroyed your army. It was that simple." After Alsace finished speaking, he recalled a little bit. It took a moment--well, that's right.

"How could it be possible to walk in like that? What about Necruz? What about Taranistaz? What about Deathwing? They didn't stop you?" Orgrim felt that the human kid was insulting his own intelligence.

"That's it, what you said... well, I don't know what it is Nekruz, nor did I see Taranistaz, dead wings? What is that?" Alsace said nothing. Nonsense, he really doesn't know what these are.

"You..." Orgrim, who felt he was being teased, was struggling with excitement, driving the iron cable to rattle.

"Master De Jong!" At this moment, a voice came from the door of the prison, and everyone in the prison turned to look. A court guard was standing there breathing heavily.