Part-time BOSS

Seeing the black horn of Nika disappear into the sky, Hellscream could finally relax.

He looked at the wooden houses and oasis around him, feeling both novel and relaxed. It was not yet time to sleep, so he walked out of the wooden house and wandered on the grass outside, looking at these strange tauren around him.

Some female tauren were drying dried meat and making food from plant roots.

The male tauren are forging weapons and repairing armor, looking like they are ready for battle at any time.

Most of the tauren's weapons were heavy battle axes and war hammers. He even saw tauren using huge log piles as weapons.

The tauren also looked at him curiously, and one of them, a tauren warrior with a black mane, greeted him in a rough voice.

"Little man, are you the green man who came here with Noire?"

This was the first time Hellscream was called a little man, but he didn't take it seriously. Compared with these big men, he was indeed much smaller.

"Yes," Hellscream said.

"Hmph, that guy is just a bastard. If you hang out with such people, I don't think you are a good person."

Hellscream couldn't stand this kind of anger, so he subconsciously wanted to teach this guy a lesson.

At this time, an old tauren with a gray beard came out and said, "Enough with Raging Hooves, don't be so rude to our guests. Have you forgotten the hospitality I taught you?"

The big black man was scolded by the old tauren, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he had no choice but to leave.

"I'm sorry young warrior, Raging Hoof has a bit of a temper due to recent events, but he is not without malicious intent."

For such a generous elder, Hellscream had to put away his violent side and put his hand down from the ax handle.

"I'm not very familiar with Nicah Noire," he explained.

"The child Black Horn is not bad in nature, but he is too out-of-the-box, unlike a tauren. He left the tribe when he was very young and wandered around the vast continent of Kalimdor. No one knew What he had gone through, but once the tribe was invaded, he immediately came back to help the tribe.

He helped us find this oasis. You are a welcome guest here. Please feel free to tell me, young warrior, if you have any needs. "

Hellscream was not the kind of orc to be polite: "I'm hungry and need food."

The old tauren immediately ordered a young tauren to bring some food.

The food was very simple, just jerky and potato bread, but Hellscream devoured it. His sharp fangs easily tore the hard jerky into pieces, and he swallowed it without chewing at all.

The little tauren who delivered the meal looked shocked, "Who are you?"

Hellscream raised his head and glanced at the little minotaur in front of him. He was about the same height as Hellscream, but his childish face allowed Hellscream to easily tell that the other person was still just a child.

"I'm an orc."

"Are you from the Eastern Continent?"

"No, I come from another world, a world called Draenor."

"Another world? What's it like there?"

"My hometown is in Nagrand, where there are lush grasslands and clear rivers, towering mountains, and herds of clefthoof cattle and thunder elephants..." Hellscream ate while trying to recall the few remaining memories. .

"It sounds like a very nice place, so why do you want to leave your hometown?"

Hellscream sighed, "My hometown was destroyed, and it has become a dead land."

The little tauren seemed to resonate, "Our past home was once very beautiful, but those damn centaurs invaded, conquered, burned, killed and looted, so we had to leave our home. Was your home also invaded? The chief says that intruders will be punished by Mother Earth, but I doubt that."

Hellscream felt slightly irritated as he listened to Maverick's angry accusation. Although the other person was talking about Centaur, he felt as if he was accusing him.

Has your hometown been invaded? Maybe, but who is the intruder? He originally thought it was those Draenei, but now he suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be the case. Conquering, invading, burning, killing and looting, weren't those what he had done in the past?

Could it be that the orcs themselves destroyed their world?

He was unwilling to accept such an answer, but his remaining sense told him that was all.

Hellscream's uneasiness misunderstood the old man beside him, and he thought he was worried about being in danger.

"Don't be nervous, kid. It's very safe here. Have you seen the surrounding mountains? That's Razor Ridge, the home of the wild boar people. This dangerous mountain range surrounds the oasis. There is only one path that can connect to the outside world. Those centaurs must not be able to If you find yourself here, you will be safe here."

Hellscream responded vaguely, and after dinner, he hid back in the wooden house and lay on the animal skin in the wooden house. Hellscream was very confused and thought wildly for a while before finally calming down.

He didn't know what was going on in the tribe now or how the war was going. Gradually, he fell asleep.

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"For the Horde! Launch!"

boom!

The catapult's flame projectiles hit the castle's magic shield heavily. Morgan Lisa, who was holding the shield, didn't even frown, but yawned in boredom.

Under the castle, hundreds of orcs swarmed and attacked the city gate. Surrounding the castle were densely packed alliance adventurers, who fought with the orcs as a team.

On the city wall behind them, dozens of alliance heroes stood on it, pouring magic and arrow rain down comfortably.

The pure flame of Arandel!

With a dragon breath spell, Mo Fei burned dozens of orcs under the city wall to death, along with the two adventurers.

"Wocao, brother, please watch carefully, my weapon exploded." An adventurer let out a miserable howl before he died.

"Feel sorry."

Murphy said that, but he didn't think so in his heart. Aren't you adventurers just here to gain experience? You are all wearing whiteboard shop clothes. What kind of clothes are you pretending to be?

This was the seventh day after the Battle of Dagger Ridge. Due to this disastrous defeat, the tribe lost 30,000 cavalry. This made the tribe go crazy and retaliate. Orgrim personally led the army and began to push forward.

After Varian's last victory, he fully accepted the plan formulated by the studio and began to implement the second step of the plan-the attrition strategy.

The castles in the Kingdom of Storm are used as a cost to consume the effective strength of the tribe. Not many troops are invested in each battle. Instead, adventurers are used as cannon fodder and heroes are used as output. Without losing the legion of the Kingdom of Storm, they can fight with the tribe. Combat.

As of today, the tribe has captured more than a dozen castles in the Alliance and has lost tens of thousands of orcs, but the Stormwind Kingdom has only lost a few hundred troops.

Murphy participated in almost the whole process, but he had a lot of experience. No, with a flash of white light, he was upgraded again.

Nice! Murphy silently added five attributes to his strength.

On the tribal position outside the city, Orgrim looked at the castle in front of him with a steely face. After these days of advancement, he had already seen that something was wrong. Although many adventurers could be killed in every battle, But the strange thing is that there is a steady stream of these adventurers, and it seems that they can't kill them all.

Watching the scores of orc warriors fall, Orgrim's face showed no emotion.

There was nothing he could do about it, and he received several bad news one after another. First, he learned that Gul'dan had led his clan on a long voyage to the sea and disappeared to who knows where.

Then Hellscream's army was completely destroyed.

Kilrogg is still confronting the trolls in Stranglethorn Vale, and it can be said that there is bad news one after another.

This made people in the tribe confused.

But there is good news. The Shadowmoon Clan led by Ner'zhul successfully established contact with Ragnaros, the king of the fire element in Blackstone Mountain. Through continuous sacrifices and communication, they finally made peace with Ragnaros. Relationship, mastered the elemental power of Azeroth, and was able to summon the fire element to join the battle.