Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 279 9. Invitation and Provocation --- Tease you for Darth to play with brothers and add more 【2230】

The nights in the Alterac Mountains are cold, especially in the days when the big storms are just over, and the nights in the valleys can be called icy.

No one would risk being frozen to death to go out at night like this. Even the thick-skinned dwarves hid in the sentries, roasting by the fire and drinking wine, but for the orcs of the Frostwolf clan, This kind of weather is not extreme, after all, they used to live in Frostfire Ridge, the coldest place in Draenor, where the climate is much harsher than Alterac Valley.

And most importantly, they don't want to start a war with the Stormpike dwarves head-on, so if they want to get close to the territory of the Stormpike dwarves, they must choose a suitable time. What day is more suitable than tonight?

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A sharp whistle sounded like a night owl in the Alterac Valley, but it was actually a signal from the Frostwolf cavalry. In the darkness, more than 20 of the bravest wolf knights sneaked across The line of defense of the Stormpike dwarves approached Taresha and Thrall's hut. Under the double protection of cold and night, they quickly approached the cedar forest in that remote valley.

And just when the wolf cavalry began to encircle, in the warm warehouse, Thrall was helping Taresa organize the goods. As an orc, he must not show his face on the human site, so the operation of this small warehouse, Taresa can only be in charge, but Thrall is a good hunter. With the help of Frostwolf Snowsong, he can often hunt a lot of precious furs, which makes Taresa's business in New Tarren Mill There are also styles.

Of course, most of her goods were bought by the dwarves.

I have already saved a sum of money. After a few months, when I have enough money, I will go to Dalaran once.

While the warm fireplace was burning, Taresa sat lazily on the side, drinking tea, and directed Sal to move things. She flipped through her bills like a little money fan, stroked the head of the Frostwolf under her feet, and said to Sal explain:

I heard from Uncle Barton that there is a magic black market in Dalaran, where you can buy a lot of things. I plan to buy some magic materials.

Um?

Thrall wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to look at his human sister, and asked curiously:

Are you going to do business with magic materials? There shouldn't be many mages in New Tarren Mill, right?

No, what I mean is, buy the materials, and then ask the mage to come over and cover your body with magic.

Taresa said with a smile:

Last time I met a traveling little dwarf mage in Stormpike Castle. She is called Julie Moxian. She is very talkative and has a good temper. I asked her specifically, and she told me that there are many ways for mages to Changing a person's shape, she also gave me her address in Dalaran, I asked her to come and cast a spell on you, poof, you become human!

Thalesa's words silenced Thrall for a moment. He sat on the wooden box and looked at the humming Talesa. In his memory, after escaping from Durnholde Castle, the seriously injured Captain Drake , the three of them survived in Alterac Valley with difficulty, but Taresa has always been taking care of them.

Sal looked at her sister's dress, it was very old, she bought it for herself on her birthday 2 years ago, she was very frugal, she never spent a penny, she tried her best to become friends with the dwarves, and also put He hid himself well in this valley.

She has done too much for him.

No!

Thrall said in a low voice, the voice of refusal caused Taresa to raise her head abruptly, and she looked at Thrall suspiciously:

What did you say?

I don't want to be human, I know you want to take me out and let me live in town too.

Thrall smiled, a softness flashed in his blue eyes:

But I don't need it, Taresa, you should save this money, and then go to Lordaeron or Dalaran to open a small shop. With your business talent, you will become a big businessman sooner or later, and the most important thing is What's more, you have done too much for me, you should think about it for yourself, actually going to Ironforge is also a good choice, with General Patton's relationship, you can do business better in Ironforge .”

Fool!

Taresa stood up, crossed her hips, showing her majesty as a sister, she pointed to Sal and said:

Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself, I'm a sister, you have to listen to me, good boy.

I just don't want you to work so hard on me, my sister.

Thrall shrugged, stood up, and continued to carry the heavy wooden box: You are the only family member I have left, and I hope you can...

Aw!

Frostwolf Xuege, who had been lying at Taresa's feet, jumped up suddenly, let out a wolf howl, and bared his teeth crazily towards the direction outside the warehouse. Seeing this scene, Thrall grabbed the musket at hand , and pushed Taresa, who was confused about the situation, into the dark compartment of the room.

A stranger is coming, stay inside! Don't come out!

That sword! Thrall, take that sword!

When the hidden compartment was closed, Taresa grabbed the wooden door and shouted to Thrall, Be careful.

Thrall didn't answer, but pushed aside the table next to him, took out a wooden box from the stone depression in the basement, opened it, and held the frosty rune sword in his hand.

This sword has a strong elven style, it is perfectly cast, and it is inscribed by Tyrion himself. Although it does not have the blessing of death energy, it cannot exert the ability of magic weapons, but the frost that comes with it The effect and sharp blade also make it the most threatening weapon in Thrall's hands.

The young orc gritted his teeth, put a self-made leather armor on his body, and rushed out of the warehouse with the restless Frostwolf Xuege. Holding a long sword in one hand and a musket in the other, he rushed into the night, only to face him. I saw 5 orc wolf cavalry hunting around the warehouse.

It's you! Young compatriots, lay down your arms, we have no malicious intentions!

The captain of the wolf cavalry manipulated the wolf to step forward and shouted at Thrall, but it is a pity that Thrall can only understand a few words in the orc language, and he can't understand what this tyrannical compatriot is saying. .

Seeing the wolf cavalry continue to approach, Thrall pointed his musket at him and shouted in human language:

Stay away!

Under his feet, Frostwolf Xuege grabbed the ground with four paws, bared his teeth and growled frantically at the orc in front of him. This scene made the orc wolf cavalry a little surprised, but soon, they figured out Thrall's situation. They retreated slowly, which gave Thrall a sigh of relief, but after a confrontation for nearly a minute, Thales, the human assassin who was tied up with a rope, was thrown in front of Thrall.

Thrall recognized Thales, he looked at the orcs around vigilantly, and stepped forward to help the assassin up, Thales was not abused, but after being put on a wolf and galloped for dozens of kilometers in the cold night, He seemed a little depressed, he looked at the young orc in front of him guiltily, and said in a low voice:

I'm sorry, Thrall... I failed you.

Thrall shook his head, he asked:

Let's not talk about this, these orcs, what are they here for?

Thales' lips were blue from the cold, and he said tremblingly:

They're here to fetch you. Thrall, Orgrim, and the great shaman of the Frostwolf are all waiting for you. Don't fight them hard. You may be able to escape, but your sister must be in danger. Listen to me, I Not a lobbyist on their side, but for your sister's sake, you'd better go with them, trust me, these orcs mean no harm to you.

No malice?

A hint of ferocity flashed in Thrall's eyes: I've seen how they fought on the battlefield, and I don't believe they are harmless.

They dare not hurt you, Thrall!

Thales accentuated his voice:

Your parents were their chiefs! They were born to obey you!

You... what did you say?

Thrall's eyes widened suddenly. He grabbed Thales and asked loudly:

Have you met my parents? Where are they?

You...you will know when you follow them.

Thales said with difficulty:

In addition, the frost wolves controlled by these orcs can smell the breath of humans. You have to take your sister with you. At least you can protect her. I don't know how these frost wolves treat humans...It's hard to tell you After leaving, what will happen to your sister.

You bastard!

Thrall punched Thales in the face, knocking the bound assassin to the ground:

You got Taresa involved! I should have killed you then!

My fault, I admit it.

Thales turned over on the cold ground, his nostrils and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, but he looked at Sal with a serious look, and he said softly:

Help me untie the rope now, I will protect Taresa, I promise you, as long as I am not dead, she will not be harmed!

Thrall's breathing became heavy, especially when there were more and more orcs around him, he gritted his teeth, turned his wrists, and the sharp elf sword cut off the chains on Thales' hands, and the assassin moved his wrists Standing up, Thrall stuffed the long sword into his hand, he gritted his teeth and said:

Remember your promise! Protect Taresa!

After finishing speaking, Thrall turned to look at those citizens. He took a deep breath and threw the musket in his hand into the snow. This action made the wolf cavalry leader nod. He whistled, and soon , two spare war wolves appeared beside Thrall and Thales, while the pale Taresa was wrapped in a bearskin cloak, protected by Thales behind her, and the businessman's daughter was holding her hand tightly. Holding a dagger, he looked at Sal worriedly.

As smart as she is, she has roughly guessed what her younger brother will face.

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The Frostwolf clan lived in seclusion in another section of the Alterac Valley. For this huge mountain range, this was a very long journey. Thrall followed the Frostwolf orcs all the way north, and after a night of galloping, they reached the At noon the next day, they arrived at the hermitage of the Frostwolf clan.

Behind Thrall, Taresa's little face was already red with cold, and Thales saw the orcs welcoming them in the distance, there were thousands of them, which made the assassin couldn't help but clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand , The icy breath from the sword made him calm down for a while, he glanced at Taresa worriedly, after jumping off the wolf warrior, he squeezed Taresa's cold hand tightly, signaling her to stand behind him.

Thrall walked forward under the leadership of the orcs. He had never seen so many orcs gathered together. Even though they had the same face and body shape as him, Thrall couldn't feel the connection with each other.

And in front of these orcs, stood a tall orc warrior wearing a linen robe. He was looking at Thrall with eyes mixed with scrutiny, sadness and warmth. Beside him was a very old man. Orcs, dressed in traditional shaman robes, with black strips over their eyes, and white hair and beards fluttering in the wind.

This should be the leader of this group of Frostwolf orcs.

Thrall stood in front of the two orcs, and thousands of people stared at him, with joy, doubt, welcome, and disgust. This made Thrall feel heavy pressure, and he was even a little at a loss.

May I have your name?

Orgrim looked at the young orc in front of him, especially those rare blue eyes among orcs, which reminded him of his brother who had passed away for almost 10 years. Undulating, he asked in a deep voice in human language:

Tell me, boy, what's your name?

I... my name is Thrall.

Thrall clenched his fists tightly, the oppression brought by the orcs in front of him was too strong, he was only 12 years old after all.

No! Your name is not Thrall!

Orgrim's voice became angry:

Forget the stupid name humans gave you. From now on, you are not their slave. Your name is Goel! Son of the Frostwolf!

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A dagger was thrown at Thrall's feet by Orgrim, and he pointed at Taresa behind Thrall:

Go, kill her! Then return to your true race!

impossible!

Thrall roared and took a step back. He clenched his fists and fiercely shielded Thales and Taresa. Amidst the roars of thousands of orcs, he roared at Orgrim:

Don't even think about it! You want to hurt her? Then step over my dead body!

This action caused the orcs to make a lot of noise. With the acquiescence of the silent great shaman Drek'Thar, under the icy sunshine of Alterac Valley, the Frostwolf orcs dispersed and besieged the city in a circle. Graham, Thrall, Thales and Taressa surrounded the center.

They roared in Orc language, slapped their chests, and mocked Thrall's weakness. Amidst the noise, Orgrim arrogantly took his warhammer from the orc behind him.

The heavy steel war hammer engraved with the emblem of the wolf's head, the hammer blessed by the spirit of the elements, the Hammer of Doom.

You don't want to kill this unarmed human? Good!

Orgrim took a step forward, staring at Thrall:

Then come and challenge me, as long as you beat me, you can take her away!

How about it? Little cub raised by humans, do you still have the courage of an orc in your body? Do you dare to face me?