Unlike Grom Hellscream, the leader of the Warsong Clan who was at the top of his game when he debuted, the Saurfang brothers had a very ordinary background.
The Blackstone Clan was one of the largest orc clans before the tribe was officially established, and it was also the best-equipped clan, if not one of them.
This is because the Blackstone Clan has mastered exquisite forging technology that exceeds the current average technological level of the orcs. The Doomhammer inherited from Orgrim by Guyin is one of the representative works of the Blackstone Clan.
Among the Blackstone clan with a large population and a long history, the Saurfang family is not a famous family.
The reason why these two already famous brothers have achieved their current achievements is entirely based on their own abilities, punches and kicks.
There are not many Orc veterans who have fully experienced the rise and fall of the Horde, participated in the Draenei War, the Golia War, the First and Second Orc War, and are still alive today.
Due to the relatively long time interval, most of the orcs released from the shelter by Guyin'er and Orgrim had only participated in the first and second orc wars in Azeroth. The two massacres in Llano were only vaguely heard of.
Yes, it was a massacre, not a regular war.
The orcs are originally a single-cell race that is still relatively primitive in the development of civilization and blindly advocates strength.
After drinking the blood of demons, the orcs who received the "gift" (Gul'dan's term) were all greatly strengthened, and the dark emotions in their hearts were completely intensified by the evil energy that entered their brains along with the blood.
After defeating the Gorian Empire and Draenei civilization, the complacent orcs committed many heinous war crimes under Gul'dan's temptation, including but not limited to using the weapons of ogres and draenei. Soul to fill the energy needed to open the Dark Portal.
As the catalytic effect of the demon blood gradually faded, the old tribe was ultimately defeated by the united First Alliance.
Because of Terenas's little calculation, these orcs who had committed numerous crimes were not executed, but were scattered and imprisoned in shelters built across the Eastern Kingdom.
Without the influence of demon blood, some of the more rational orcs began to calm down and reflect on their past actions.
In the eyes of those warlike orcs, the Saurfang brothers are heroes who have made a name for themselves on the battlefield through their own strength.
But my family knows their own affairs.
As a pure warrior, Brox is relatively calm, but Varok, who has more thoughts, has always been brooding about the various crimes he committed under the catalysis of demon blood.
When he learned that Guyin'er intended to retrieve the ancient traditions of the orcs and bring the tribes who had gone astray back to the right path, Varok did not hesitate to accept Orgrim's instructions before his death and fully assist the aspiring tribe. Young Warchief.
He hopes to redeem himself for the sins he has committed.
Seeing with his own eyes that Grom, who had a similar experience to himself, once again drank the blood of the devil and fell into darkness, Varok's emotions were quite complicated. He seemed to see another version of himself, one who failed to follow the warchief's ambition and let himself go. Own.
Brooks didn't think so much, he always kept his responsibilities in mind.
Broxshigar Saurfang is the sharp blade hand-picked by Guyin'er. As long as the warchief orders, he will wave the weapon in his hand without hesitation to open up a new path forward for the Horde.
Even if the person standing opposite was his former comrade-in-arms, Brooksy would never hesitate for a moment.
Rather, as a powerful warrior, Broxi had long wanted to put aside all worries and have a fight with Grom in his heyday, and experience the strength of the Goron killer for himself.
Faced with Brox's provocation, Grom, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, certainly would not shy away. He pushed aside the war-song warriors who clamored to besiege Brox and came to the front of the battle alone.
"Broxshigar Saurfang, I! Grom Hellscream, chief of the Warsong Clan, hereby accept your challenge!"
"bring it on!!"
Two orcs holding battle axes simultaneously let out loud war roars, each wielding their weapons with all their strength in front of two groups of orcs with different ideas.
Sarlayan had no time to pay attention to the generals in front of the formation for the time being. He was hanging far behind the coalition of orcs and Darkspear Trolls, vigilantly monitoring the direction of the Demon-Slaying Canyon with his eagle eye.
"No! No, no, no! It shouldn't be like this!"
As expected by Sharlayan, Mannoroth, who was still waiting for a good show, was extremely angry when he discovered that the Warsong clan had shifted the focus of its attack to the rear.
Although the vanguard of the Warsong clan has already fought against the green dragon of Big Shade, at least so far, the green dragon has not suffered enough losses to break its muscles and bones.
In other words, Mannoroth's purpose of inducing the Warsong clan to drink the blood of demons again has not been achieved.
Although Mannoroth is not very smart, he can at least see why the battlefield situation has changed unexpectedly.
"Reptile! Don't try to thwart my plan!"
Mannoroth's idea is simple. Since I can't solve the problem, I will solve the person who created the problem.
The Abyss Lord, who originally planned to wait and see for a while, could no longer sit still. He personally led his army out of the Demon Slayer Canyon and charged at full speed, aiming at the rear formation of the orcs and Darkspear Trolls.
The Abyss Lord is very large, and the movement it makes when charging at full speed is terrifying.
Mannoroth's combat prowess was by no means comparable to the likes of Anersalon. Even without mentioning the differences in race and combat talent between the two, the bright level 65 mark on his head alone made Sharlayan extremely wary.
In a head-to-head fight, Sarlayan was no match for Mannoroth, and it was difficult to even break through his thick-skinned defenses.
Fortunately, Sharlayan still had a backup plan, and he didn't need to face Mannoroth's rage all the way.
Valeera, who had taken action in advance, slipped into the Green Dragon Clan's position at some point.
Through the tokens given by Sharlayan, Valeera gained the trust of the three adult green dragons who commanded the Great Shade Defense.
The dragons and young dragons were left to continue to suppress the vanguard of the Warsong clan. The three adult dragons followed Valeera and accelerated towards the rear of the battlefield, just in time to see the giant monster charging at full speed.
"Abyss Lord Mannoroth!"
The leader of the green dragon is named Lana Lisi. Ever since the four green dragons in the dream were recalled to the Emerald Dragon Holy Land by Yinseira, Lana Lisi has replaced Tyral who was originally sitting in the shade of the big tree.
After many years of cultivation in the Emerald Dream, the dream demon corrosion on the four green dragons in the dream has been basically eliminated.
As far as Sharlayan knew, Yinsela was preparing to take advantage of the Burning Legion's invasion to return them to their original posts.
However, because Sarlayan deliberately delayed the dragon clan's dispatch, the four green dragons in the dreamland have not yet officially returned.
Lannaris originally planned to return to the Emerald Dream to rest for decades after serving her last duty, but she didn't expect that Mannoroth would take care of her at this time.
Being sent by Yin Sera to guard the entrance to the dreamland, Lannaris's strength is obviously not weak.
But if she were to fight Mannoroth one-on-one, Lannaris felt that she was no match for this powerful abyss lord.
Fortunately, she was assisted by two less powerful adult dragon compatriots. Even if she couldn't defeat Mannoroth, she could still hold him back.
"Valila, please leave us first!"
As Lannaris accelerated her dive downwards, she shouted loudly to Valeela who was riding on her back: "Leave this guy to us to hold him back. I hope Sarlayan can really find a way to push back his army!"
"hold head high!!"
After entering the shooting range, the three green dragons spit out the long-simmering acid dragon breath.
At the same time, Valeela nimbly jumped out from Lannaris' back and landed firmly in the forest with the help of the hook lock.
On the other side, before reinforcements arrived, Sharlayan could only face Mannoroth's attack with Vol'jin, who also left behind.
"Station Barrier!"
Wo'jin, who had learned the professional skills of witch doctor, took the first step, and the troll-style totem pole inserted in advance was automatically activated after Mannoroth entered the range of effect.
There was a momentary pause in Mannoroth's charging momentum. Although it was only about a second, when he forcibly broke through the spell, the forward speed of the heavy tank slowed down slightly.
Sarlayan also started to take action right after Vol'jin. He squatted down and slammed his emerald-green hands on the ground.
The special tree species that had been planted long ago began to grow wildly under the catalysis of the power of life. A large number of thorns and vines appeared on the ground, and many ferocious and thick branches sprouted in the woods on both sides.
But none of the preparations made by Sarlayan could really stop Mannoroth. The abyss lord forced a breakthrough with sparks and lightning, and relied on pure physical strength to knock all the obstacles away.
But this also comes at a price. When Mannoroth smashed through the last thorns and came to the rear-end troops who were gritting their teeth and waiting, the impact he brought with his speed had basically been exhausted.
"Insects! Do you think you can stop the powerful Mannoroth this way!"
"Suffer death!"
Mannoroth had no intention of stopping at all. He raised the huge double-headed war spear in his hand high and swung it down to where Sarlayan was.
When the green dragon's breath was about to spit out onto Mannoroth's wings, which were folded in a defensive movement, no one could help Sharlayan block this powerful and heavy blow.
Valeera, who had just landed, also saw this scene. While speeding up and rushing towards Sarlayan, she felt a little drumming in her heart.
'Salayan said he was confident of blocking Mannoroth's blow, but...is it really okay? '
