Azeroth Hoag Biography

While the night elves were carefully following the footprints of the hyena demigod in the dense forests of Elwynn Forest, Grommash also received an orc messenger belt at the orc frontline camp north of Redridge Mountain. News came about the deaths of Orgrim and Gul'dan.

"What? You said Orgrim is dead? Gul'dan is dead too? And you still don't know who killed them?" Grommash Hellscream let out a terrifying "Hellscream", and for a moment The entire command post was trembling amidst Grommash's roar.

In fact, the orcs all know that the name Hellscream actually comes from the terrifying giant ax passed down from the ancestors in Grommash's hand. Everyone knows that when Gorehowl is waved by its owner, and makes a That chilling scream means that the door to hell is opening.

But perhaps the unlucky messenger in front of Grommash discovered a possibility that other orcs had not noticed. Sure enough, Grommash's voice can be called "Hell Roar". This powerful warrior has He had a strong build that was the envy of all orcs, and his voice reflected it, especially now that Grommash was shocked to hear the bad news.

Gromash's unrestrained "hell roar" obviously caused serious damage to the unfortunate messenger's ears, but he could only grit his teeth and endure the "buzzing" tinnitus, and fought hard. He answered the leader of the Warsong clan with his scalp: "Yes, due to the sudden death of the great chief, the whole camp is now in chaos, and several other adults also hope that you can go back quickly!"

"Go back? No, I'm not going anywhere. The situation on the front line has just improved. If I leave now, the front line will definitely collapse completely. And by that time, it will not be as simple as chaos in the camp. We may be defeated by the opposite side. Those humans in the world will be completely wiped out! So even if the sky falls, don’t let me leave from the front line!" Obviously maintaining the "Hell Roar" for a long time is also a very difficult thing for Grommash. Fortunately, After such a roar, the leader of the Warsong clan had calmed down a lot. After thinking carefully, he shook his head resolutely. It was obvious that this powerful warrior had no interest in those things that were fighting for power, and to be honest The current situation on the front line is only slightly improved.

"I understand! I will convey your answer to the other clan leaders!" Seeing that Grommash had already given a reply, the messenger who had just arrived at the front rubbed his ears, then quickly turned around and left. He had had enough of Grommash's loud voice and was relieved to be gone now.

As soon as the messenger left, an old shaman wearing an animal skin robe walked into Grommash's command post. As soon as the white-haired old shaman entered the door, he saw him sitting on his seat. Grommash, who kept wiping Gorehowl, shook his head and asked Grommash: "You should go back to the camp! Those clan leaders are obviously going to elect a new warchief, and you should You are the most suitable candidate. If you stay on the front line now, wouldn't it be equivalent to telling other clan leaders that you don't intend to become the chief?"

"Becoming a warchief? That position only looks comfortable, but in fact it is not free at all. Look at poor Orgrim. He has to worry about this and that every day, and he doesn't even have the chance to have a happy fight with the enemy. I don't want to become the second Orgrim." Grommash smiled proudly, raised his head and looked at the old shaman, his words full of disdain.

"But even if you don't plan to become the war chief, you must at least ensure that the future war chief will not be our enemy!" Seeing Grommash's unconcerned look, the old shaman understood in his heart that Grommash obviously He had already made up his mind, so the old shaman changed his perspective and wanted to persuade Grommash. He believed that Grommash would know what to do for the benefit of the Warsong clan.

"Of course I don't have to worry that the new warchief will be detrimental to us, because no matter who becomes the warchief, as long as he is not stupid enough to let those humans drive us back to Draenor, he must use our power." Gro. Marsh thrust Gorehowler into the ground, then stood up and walked to the door. He opened the animal skin that served as a door curtain, pointed to the frontline camp with people coming and going outside, and said to the old shaman, obviously this The patriarch of the Warsong Clan has his own ideas. He believes that no matter who becomes the new chief, it is impossible to do better than him and his Warsong Clan on the front line.

Among the high mountains of the Deadwind Trail, the death knight Talon Gorefiend was huddled in an inconspicuous small cave with his head in his hands. The staff that Gul'dan gave him fell aside. At the head of the staff, an inconspicuous black stone embedded in the wood was emitting a faint purple light.

At this time, a war in consciousness is starting in the heart space of Blood Demon. One side of the war is undoubtedly Blood Demon, and the other side is Gul'dan. This war has been going on for several hours. In fact, One day ago, in the north of Stormwind City, when Hogg ate Gul'dan's soul in one bite, the Gorefiend, who had arrived at the junction of Deadwind Pass and Dark Swamp, suddenly discovered that Gul'dan's staff emitted a There was a faint purple light. At first, he thought it was a sign that Gul'dan was about to teleport, so he found a secluded corner, inserted his staff into the ground, and then retreated to a safe distance, waiting patiently for Gul'dan. The arrival of Dan.

It was just that after a long time, the Gorefiend didn't even wait for Gul'dan's arrival. Gul'dan's staff seemed to be simply glowing, so the Gorefiend tentatively approached Gul'dan's staff and stretched out his hand to stick it in. The staff on the ground was pulled out again, but when he touched Gul'dan's staff again, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his heart. It was Gul'dan's voice, and Gul'dan's voice was still there. He kept repeating something in a low voice, and it was difficult for Blood Demon to hear clearly. Gul'dan kept repeating: "Gore Demon, are you listening? I am Gul'dan! If you hear it, answer me quickly. !”

"Lord Gul'dan, what happened? Why are you talking to me like this?" Gorefiend asked in his heart. He was a little unsure whether Gul'dan could hear such an answer, but Gorefiend didn't either. There is a better way.