"There are quite a lot of these ogres!"
Orgrim knocked the ogre in front of him to the ground with a hammer. He watched the Scourge soldiers quickly repel the knife tower ogres. The fighting spirit of these ogres surpassed Orgrim's. unexpected.
The terrifying thing about the Scourge Legion is that no matter how much their battle losses are, they will not be afraid or flinch. This is simply a terrifying situation for hand-to-hand combat.
Moreover, the new type of plague transmitted from Naxxramas was rapidly encroaching on the ogres' territory. Those fallen ogres soon "stood" up again, waving weapons and pounced on their former companions. .
But even so, the defeat of the ogres was slower than Orgrim imagined, although the ogres were consumed by less precious cannon fodder undead, as well as undead creatures transformed by the ogres themselves. , but if they continue to fight with such efficiency, it may take longer than they expected.
The stubborn resistance of the ogres did temporarily delay the progress of the natural disaster, but after all, they were not elites who fought with the belief of death. When the battle damage reached a certain level, the knife tower ogres still left countless people behind. With a corpse, he fled the stronghold in embarrassment.
Orgrim held the war hammer and turned a dead ogre over. After observing it, he said to Grommash beside him, "Grom, these ogres are a little strange."
"Strange? What's strange? Are they too weak?" The Blood Roar in Grommash's hand was full of blood, and he seemed to still have some unfinished thoughts about the battle just now.
"Yes... they are a little weak, but the fighting will of these guys is completely inconsistent with their fighting power," Orgrim said with some confusion on his brows, "They left at least half of their bodies before they chose to flee, and I didn’t see any supervising team either. These ogres, who are like skirmishers, should not be so fearless of death.”
"That makes sense," Grommash reminded him, and he also noticed something was wrong. "These guys are much weaker than the ogres in Hanging Castle. There are many who are very skinny, but they can actually hold up." so long?"
The ogres in Hanging Castle have their own class divisions. They are divided into civilians, warriors, generals, nobles, etc. To be fair, Grommash feels that even the ogre army in Hanging Castle will hardly be able to escape the Scourge. He quickly lost his will to fight in front of him.
Although the ogres are a bit stupid, they are not arrogant people who are not afraid of death. Most of them are just a bunch of idiots who bully the weak and fear the strong. When facing opponents like the Scourge, it is not impossible to quickly collapse, and Orgrim and Grot Marsh almost didn't see the Supervisory Team. Where did these ogres get the courage to fight against the Scourge in this stronghold?
unless……
"Except if they run away, there will be more terrible things waiting for them when they go back."
Grommash, who was familiar with the characteristics of ogres, easily thought of this. To make an ogre die and injured like this without knowing how to retreat could only be something more terrifying than death.
While the two orcs were talking, the death wolf following them let out a vigilant growl, as if some danger was approaching.
"What's wrong?" Grommash looked around and found nothing unusual except for the ogre corpses on the ground. But gradually, he suddenly found that the pebbles on the ground were shaking slightly.
Grommash seemed to realize something. He immediately lay down on the ground and put one ear close to the ground. Soon, he raised his head and looked at Orgrim, "There is a big guy coming towards us."
Orgrim summoned a gargoyle, and the gargoyle transmitted what he saw to Orgrim. The orc death knight's face became serious, "There is a Gronn coming towards us. "
"It seems that the escaped cannibals lured this Gronn over, trying to get the Gronn to destroy us." Grommash patted the dust on his body, but did not show the slightest worry, "These cannibals The devil is not hopelessly stupid."
Orgrim stared at Grommash for a while, "Do you know what I want to do now?"
"Orgrim, there is absolutely no need for this boring guessing session," Grommash held the battle ax Gorehowl with both hands, excitement revealed in his words, "Aren't we here just for Gronn? Do you want to catch some useless ogres and go back to work?"
"Hey, it seems that we both thought of going together this time." Orgrim also showed a rare expression of excitement - a Gronn, and any orc who has hunted a Gronn will be regarded as an honor. The incarnation is an unrivaled warrior.
When he was alive, Orgrim didn't have the opportunity to try his hand at finding a Gronn, but now, the opportunity was in front of him, which made his blood that had been cold and stagnant for a long time become agitated again.
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"Those two guys, Orgrim and Grommash, have been gone for so long... Under normal circumstances, they should have come back a long time ago." Lothar stood on the edge of the natural disaster post, looking at the canyon plain in the distance, just as far as his eyes could see. Everything was normal, nothing out of the ordinary.
"I'm afraid it will take them a while." Kel'Thuzad floated to Lothar's side silently, "Anub'arak said that their troops encountered a Gron, and Orgrim and Grommash and the others are ready to capture it."
"These two reckless men!"
Through this period of study and research, Lothar also gradually understood how terrifying power Gronn possessed. Not to mention the death knight, even the structures being researched and produced by Naxxramas could only be torn apart by it.
Although Orgrim and Grommash are both extremely powerful, it is not a good idea to encounter a Gronn unprepared.
While Lothar was angry about this, Kel'Thuzad was leisurely opening his experimental records, "There is no need to be so angry, Grand Marshal, except for the 'Dragon Slayer', although the other Gronns are strong, they are not. Their strength is limited, but Doomhammer and Hellscream can easily win together, not to mention Anub'arak assisting them."
"It's best this way. If their actions affect our plan, the two of them will definitely be miserable." Lothar waved his hand, "The Lich King doesn't just want Gronn - right Now, how is the resurrection process of those black dragons?"
"They are perfect materials, yes, but most of them suffered extremely violent methods before their death. My psychic is repairing the damage on the dragon corpse. If you want to resurrect it, it will take some time."
Kel'Thuzad stopped the experiment record at a certain page, "However... we did encounter some unexpected troubles. A considerable part of the black dragon's souls are missing. Without souls, the strength of the resurrected bone dragon will be reduced." Big discount.”
The black dragons killed by Gronn and the ogres should have extremely strong resentment and hatred, which made them very powerful after being resurrected, but Kel'Thuzad discovered that the souls of many of these black dragons were incomplete.
If this is the case, those resurrected bone dragons can only be filled with other inferior souls, just like engineering supplies replaced with inferior batteries, both in strength and efficiency.
It seems that the ogres are also collecting the souls of black dragons intentionally or unintentionally. However, the number of spellcasters in the ogre group is very small, and it is still a mystery where such a large number of souls go.
"This trip is more troublesome than I thought." The soul fire in Kel'Thuzad's eyes kept flashing. He was a little tired of playing such and such "games" with the ogres. He needed someone who could destroy these guys efficiently. s things.
