Ranger King of Azeroth

Chapter 371 Orcs will never be slaves?

This group of orcs was, as expected, the Warsong clan led by Grom Hellscream. Seeing the Gorehowl in the leader's hand, Charlemagne guessed the identity of the other party.

"I came too late. These orcs have already drank the blood of Mannoroth. After drinking the blood of the demon for the second time, they have almost completely lost their minds and turned into lackeys of Mannoroth. Let's retreat!"

Charlemagne cast a large pile of frost traps that slowed down the movement of the orcs, and turned his head to suggest to Cenarius.

Cenarius, while transforming from the forests on both sides into treants who blocked the orcs' actions, nodded solemnly and said, "Well, although I don't want to admit it, they have the ability to hurt me now, retreat for now, we have to keep more More troops to deal with the Burning Legion."

Charlemagne had already made two-handed preparations. If Gouel could arrive in time to stop Grom's behavior, everyone would be happy. If not...then this mess should be left to the orcs themselves.

Charlemagne ordered Onyxia to return to its original form and lift off, while slandering in his heart, "Lord Ho, Lord Ho, you were the one who took the lead in drinking Mannoroth's blood twice, how much do you like Mannoroth... Is his blood the taste of wine in your mouth? '

While Cenarius and Shandris commanded the night elves to retreat, Charlemagne ordered Onyxia to fly over the orcs. Princess Black Dragon's deep breath should buy some time for the sentries to retreat.

"Ang!" Onyxia took a deep breath, and the scorching shadow flames spewed out from her mouth and swept towards the evil beasts below.

As expected, the sudden flaming dragon's breath not only blocked the advance path of the orcs, but also burned many red-skinned evil orcs to death.

But just as Charlemagne was about to let Onyxia retreat, a figure suddenly appeared from the fire and jumped straight towards Onyxia. The ferocious expression on his face can even be seen clearly by Charlemagne.

Onyxia, who was recovering, couldn't react at all. Seeing that Master Hou was about to jump to her side, Princess Black Dragon shouted in desperation, "Master, help me!"

Charlemagne, who had already removed Solidar from his back, twitched his brows. This guy is really getting more and more immoral.

Thinking wildly in his mind, but his hands didn't stop, Charlemagne shot five aimed shots at Grom who was in mid-air with a string of arrows.

Grom, who jumped high in the air, had no way to dodge. He knocked three arrows away with Bloodhowl, and the other two pierced into his left arm and right chest respectively. Due to the impact of the arrows, his posture changed, and Lord Hou urged him sadly. fell from the air.

"Huh... this guy jumps too high, right?"

Charlemagne and Onyxia breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Although Onyxia only hovered at a position of about 20 meters in order to spit out the shadow flames, it was really shocking for one person and one dragon to be able to jump to this height. A cold sweat broke out.

When Onyxia rose rapidly, they could still see Grom standing up on the ground as if nothing had happened, roaring angrily towards the air.

Princess Black Dragon asked with lingering fear, "Master, shall we retreat now? The night elves should have retreated far enough away."

"Let's go, if you don't go, I'm afraid Mannoroth will come. This guy is definitely watching the show."

Mannoroth had a feud with Cenarius during the War of the Ancients. This time, he lured the orcs to drink the blood of the devil just for revenge. Unfortunately, Charlemagne finally messed it up. I went into battle myself.

After gathering the night elves' troops, the group retreated back to the forest song temple in the north in an orderly manner. Cenarius first ran to the shade of a tree not far away to inform the green dragon army stationed here to be careful, and then he Under the care of the green dragon, he entered the dreamland and prepared to notify the druid.

Now that Shandris has understood the seriousness of the matter, she immediately rode a hippogryph and flew to Mount Hyjal. She must immediately notify Tyrande of the situation of the Burning Legion.

Charlemagne did not directly teleport back to the crossroads, but instead sent Onyxia back to the Warsong lumberyard just now from a high altitude. As expected, the huge and lumbering figure of Mannoroth appeared on the ground.

At this time, he was directing the evil beasts to attack everywhere. After Grom and the others left, he himself laughed wildly and returned to a canyon behind.

Charlemagne glanced pityingly at the running Lord Hou, "The orcs will never be slaves as promised? Aren't they still slaves now, and their memory doesn't improve even after suffering a loss in Draenor..."

Lord Hou is undoubtedly a legendary warrior among the orcs. He valued glory all his life, and he was revered by the entire tribe of orcs who could kill Goron alone.

Charlemagne doesn't plan to intervene in Grom's problem, and it will be resolved by Goel's tribe. The druids will be awakened by the demigod Cenarius himself. He doesn't believe that Tyrande can come up with anything else.

He shouldn't need to worry about mobilizing the night elves, and then he directly drove the Black Dragon Princess to fly south to the Barrens.

On the way, as expected, they saw the main force of orcs going up the Nushuihe River. The orcs leading the way, riding a giant snow-white wolf and holding a hammer of destruction, were probably the great chief of the new tribe, Goel.

At the same time, Charlemagne also saw the city being built in the northern valley of Durotar from a distance, which should be Orgrimmar, the main city planned by the orcs in the future.

The smooth return of Charlemagne and Onyxia made Alleria and Cirvanas heave a sigh of relief. They had already learned about the current situation from Vereesa just now, and the two women had been going out to confront Charlemagne alone. The possible evil orcs were very worried.

"Really, I didn't expect the orc who swore to get rid of the curse of the devil's blood to drink the blood of Mannoroth again."

After hearing Charlemagne's description, Jaina's face was a little complicated. Originally, she had already believed in the transformation of the orcs under the assurance of Goyle.

But the sudden news that the Warsong clan went berserk again, coupled with the death of the second elder brother Tanred at the hands of the orcs, she began to have a little doubt and uncertainty about the peace of the clans that she had always believed in.

Jaina's personal philosophy is not good for outsiders to intervene. Charlemagne summoned Kane and told everyone present that he and Sylvanas will go back to Quel'Thalas first, and the domestic army should also start. .

"Sean, as a member of the Silvermoon Council, you have the highest official position here. If there are any diplomatic disputes that you will handle, I think the orcs will suffer some damage in this civil war. If they ask us for help, please help them." number one."

"Understood, you can go back at ease."

"Jianna, you go back to Theramore and wait for the alliance army to arrive. The first to arrive should be the coalition forces of the High Elves, Nightborne, and Highmountain Tauren, followed by the Kingdom of Stormwind and Kul Tiras. When the troops arrive, be sure to arrange the quarters of their respective troops."

"Well, leave it to me."

Charlemagne looked at the serious expressions of the people present and said, "Everyone, please be prepared. This war about the survival of Azeroth will officially start soon, but I believe we will definitely win the final victory!"

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