Warcraft novel series

"I am really worried that one day this reckless brother will lose his life because of his impulsiveness."That was Durotan's voice. Although his brother escaped the fate of death with Thrall's help, the worry in his eyes never faded."Maybe that is his fate, father. Thrall's response made Durotan turn his head and look at his son from the distant future. Although he still couldn't believe that what was happening in front of him was real, the sincerity shining in his blue eyes, Durotan I believe this is true."Maybe, at least I hope that day comes as late as possible"

"For glory!"This long-lasting slogan of the orcs was shouted out, and the fighting on the second floor of the Blade Tower Fortress was brought to its climax. The shaman Gerthorg, the ogre guard and the tribe surrounding the ogre leader The battle between the orcs of the Frostwolf tribe has reached a climax. There are battlefields with weapons fighting everywhere. Although the ogres are tall and strong, they are still at a disadvantage when facing enemies several times their size. And in this surrounding area In the hall where the lava pool unfolded, Janal climbed alone on the chain hanging above the lava pool of endless flames. It was a chain that transported food to the ogre leader. Now he became Janal to assassinate the ogre leader. The best way for the leader of the ogres. The chaotic flames of war and noisy roars covered Janar's actions. In such an environment, he easily came to the front of the ogre leader Gersog.

This was supposed to be a sneak attack. However, the battle turned into a one-on-one duel because of the pride of the Janar Orcs. The sparks caused by the battle ax scratching the ground easily attracted Gerthorg's attention. The ogre leader did not seem to It was not surprising that the orc in front of him did this, or maybe he was just simply curious about the orc in front of him. After all, all orcs looked similar in his eyes.

Reciting the spell, Gersog condensed the earth elements and elements in the air. The power of the fire element. As an ogre shaman, he is obviously excellent. The stone cone condensed in the air accurately nailed Janar's body. Although the orc warrior kept waving his ax to resist, there was still Many stone cones left scars on his body. At this moment, Gerthorg showed a contemptuous smile. Although he was only half the height of a normal ogre, he was still too tall for Janar. With this size advantage, Giving him an innate sense of pride, he said arrogantly,"Stupid orc, I will tell your brother Griffin about your death. I think he will be very happy to hear about your death."

Hearing his brother's name, Janar's eyes ignited with blazing fire, and the blood stained his clothes made of animal skins red, making him more like a bloodthirsty god of war. Pull out the stone awl stuck on his body, and let the blood flow freely Flow, he let out a battle cry. Apparently Gerthorg accidentally ignited Janar's fighting spirit. This orc's roar inadvertently delayed his casting time. This moment was enough for Janar to launch a counterattack. Running quickly, the already not far distance became even closer. When the sharp battle ax cut on the plump limbs, bright red flesh and blood flew everywhere, and Gersog's arm was broken in response. The broken arm was accompanied by Splattered with blood, the ogre shaman, who had been arrogant just now, immediately knelt on the ground with a cowardly look, wailing loudly."Don't kill me, I tell you that Griffin's sons are in his throat." Canyon is secretly planning a counterattack on Volga""Oh, this is obviously useful news."Jannar didn't expect that the ogre in front of him knew the news about his brother. He inadvertently relaxed the blade on Gersog's neck. It was obvious that he was very interested in the news. Gersog Ge saw a chance to survive and naturally he would not let it go. He continued,"I heard that his three sons planned it together. If you go now, you can definitely stop them!"Hearing this news, Janar naturally kicked Gersog, who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and at the same time, the battle ax placed on Gersog's neck naturally left his neck."I To fulfill my promise to spare your life, I hope your information is accurate."Jannar jumped onto the chain without looking back. He didn't want to waste a moment at this moment. He would not let go of the fleeting opportunity for revenge.

But it was obviously wrong to turn his back to his enemy at this moment. With Gersog, who was rubbing the magic with one hand, was obviously slower than usual, but he believed that it was still enough to kill Janal. Never believe the words of the enemy. Janal didn't seem to understand this truth. But he didn't need to understand either. , because at this moment an iron spear pierced Gersog's body, and the ogre leader fell heavily to the ground, sleeping forever with his conspiracy."I said I would let you go, But that doesn't mean my fellow orcs will let you go."Jannar, who was sliding quickly on the iron rope, left such words and disappeared into the cold snowy night, leaving only Durotan and Thrall cleaning the battlefield alone.

It seemed that it was a brother's duty to clean up the mess of his reckless brother. Durotan is obviously used to fulfilling his responsibilities, including using a spear to rescue his brother's crisis. Of course, Janar will not take such a crisis seriously, as if this is what his brother should do. It is a pity that Durotan has not yet tolerated it. After taking a breath, the scouts brought the news that the Thunder Tribe was attacking Volgao. But Durotan, who was arranging his manpower, discovered that half of the elites were following Janar to hunt down Griffin's three sons and complete his revenge. The great cause has gone

""Father," Facing Durotan Sarr, who kept shaking his head and sighing helplessly, he called Durotan in a low voice."My brother's head is like a firm axe, and he is as stubborn as Gronn. If possible, I hope you will send your men to kill him." He gets it back, if he's still alive of course. Durotan seemed to be minding his own business, and Thrall was his only audience. It was obviously the first time, and perhaps the last time, for the father and son to communicate in this way. The ending was that Durotan was sitting in the Blade Tower Fortress cooking. incident, and Thrall took the tribe's soldiers back to Volgao to face the harassment of the Thunder Clan. The task of recovering Janar fell on an unknown tribe scout. In this desolate snowfield, he could No one can guarantee whether he will complete the mission, but he will definitely witness a brutal fight between brothers.

The Throat Valley is located in a low-lying land in the middle of Frostfire Ridge. It is a depression formed by a small magma pool. It is silver-white in color from the outside. Compared with the scenery on a frosty and snowy night, this place is filled with hot reds and black rocks that emit heat. Gemu Gorehowl and the Frostwolf tribe of Janar also stocked up here, and they chose to follow this The brother of a chieftain came to complete his revenge, but was asked by Janar to stay here. The hot-blooded orc chose to go alone, leaving his army in this relatively warm place.

"What kind of orc is he? He is so reckless. If he dies in battle, how should I explain to Thrall?"Gemu covered his head and roared. He is a green-skinned orc who followed Thrall to Draenor. There will inevitably be some problems communicating with the native brown orcs. The frostwolf orc warriors who carefully polished their weapons seemed to look at him without looking at him. The person in front of you does not exist. To follow the person you want to follow, you must sacrifice your life for him at any time. Without sophisticated weapons, such sacrifice is just a useless waste. For this reason, everyone has their own thing to do, but it is not appropriate. Wood becomes redundant

"Hey, hey! Are you all dumb? Why do you choose to follow such a person? Is it glory to die fearlessly?"When Gemu was about to go crazy because of the silent air, a Frostwolf warrior came over. He picked up Gemu's collar and lifted him into the air. His face with obvious scars was exactly what he looked like. Just as vicious."If you have nothing to do, you might as well go and see if Janal is still alive. If he needs help, come and notify us. If he is dead, remember to bring his body. It doesn't matter if he is only a head."After saying that, the Frostwolf warrior threw Gemu to the ground. As a scout of the tribe, Gemu felt very embarrassed. Looking at that vicious face, he vowed to use this shame a thousand times. But it was obviously not possible now. Faced with the Frostwolf clan warrior who was obviously a head taller than him, he rationally chose to keep his mouth shut.

As a thief, he could hide his figure in the white snow without being discovered. , this is also the main reason why Thrall sent him here. Crossing a mountain covered with white snow, he discovered the figure of Janar, now a brave orc. He was fighting with his mount, a frost wolf with gray-white skin, in the white snow. Walking forward, the lonely figure makes people want to follow.

"If you are here to help me, then follow me, my revenge is about to begin."Jannar was talking to himself, but Gemu clearly felt that the orc warrior had discovered him. Gemu, who had lost his invisibility, followed Janal's footsteps, but did not dare to get close to the frost wolf. Gemu was so close. That ferocious look that almost killed him made Gemu instinctively feel scared. It seemed that Gemu's original chatty personality was suppressed when he was walking beside Janar. He wanted to ask questions, and whenever he wanted to Whenever he spoke, he would be stared at by the ferocious frost wolf, as if he understood everything he wanted to express, and Gemu couldn't help but swallow back what he wanted to say.