"What happened to these soldiers?"
Eitrigg moved his nose, smelling the pungent smell in the air, and couldn't help frowning, because he just breathed some of the air here, and he felt a little stinging in his throat. .
But what makes him most heartbroken and sad is that his tribal brothers died miserably here, and the death was quite miserable. Even after experiencing countless battles, he rarely saw soldiers showing such expressions. The expression of pain is as if
It was as if they had been killed by evil energy.
Looking at the corpses that continued to struggle until death, even cutting off their own hands and feet, and the corpses of the orcs who tore their bodies apart. His heart was filled with grief and indignation. Their world was in danger. These people risked their lives to come here so that their descendants could have a place to live. Each of them is a saint and a saint. hero.
But they died in such vicious magic, and not even a single enemy corpse was left behind.
He closed his eyes in pain. The only traces of the battle here were those left by the pain of his compatriots. There was no blood at all from those long ears. Those long ears used magic weapons they didn't understand to brutally massacre the people here. , and tortured them severely.
They have no honor, no morals and kindness, and no pride as warriors.
Admittedly, he didn't mind using his wisdom for the sake of victory, but such killings still made him shudder, as if they were slaughtering the draenei in order to open the door, and using the souls of old, weak, women and children to open the door to darkness for them. Same. He will not regret it, because that is the only way for them to escape from their own world.
But when these things happened to his compatriots, he still couldn't help but tremble.
Too cruel.
He closed his eyes and silently prayed for these heroes, praying that they could return to their ancestors instead of wandering in this strange world. But at this moment, his adjutant came to his side, and also took a deep breath at the tragedy here, and then he spoke.
"General Eitrigg, the trolls say they need more food, preferably some fresh food."
Troll.
Eitrigg actually doesn't trust this race at all. Most people in this race are very superstitious and ignorant. Although their strength is very good, their hunger makes Eitrigg feel that he has seen Draenor. Those ogres. To be precise, these creatures called trolls are actually more in line with the name of ogres. If he hadn't discovered it early last time, an orc's body would have been eaten alive by these trolls.
This kind of thing is completely intolerable to him. He can endure the death of his body during the battle, but it is a painful thing for a hero's body not to be able to return to his hometown. If they are allowed to be eaten again , then Eitrigg felt that he would never be able to sleep again.
But military food is a problem after all. Although the surrender of the Kingdom of Alterac brought them a lot of food, and the plundering of humans also gave them inexhaustible supplies, most of them were sent back to Draenor. In addition to feeding the orcs who have not come to this world, coupled with the simple expansion of the army, the humans and dwarves who originally lived here were slaughtered and plundered by them. The orcs who are still in the southern part of the Eastern Kingdom are actually not living a very good life.
They have reached the point where they need to hunt to maintain normal consumption. Only the orcs in the southern part of the Eastern Kingdom can continue to live a life of raiding human settlements when they are hungry, and then feasting.
So he sighed and couldn't help complaining.
"We don't have enough human sheep to eat, so why don't they hunt by themselves?"
His lieutenant shook his head.
"Sorry, General, they said that giving them food is written in the contract with them, so if we can't give them food that won't be controversial, then they can only eat what they usually like to eat. "
Eitrigg was stunned for a moment, what trolls like to eat
what else.
Just people.
Thinking of those humans who were not directly killed because of their surrender, but were left to keep the Dark Portal open, Eitrigg couldn't help but shook his head. He really didn't like this kind of thing, but now that Gul'dan died, the tribe needed the power of the trolls, plus they originally wanted to kill all humans and leave this land to their descendants, so even though he was unhappy This kind of thing happened, but Eitrigg still waved his hand, indicating that the adjutant could leave.
He didn't agree, but he knew those trolls wouldn't care.
Because he has no clear-cut opposition.
He believed that his adjutant understood what he meant. Since they all died in the end, it was the right thing to send warlocks to extract their souls in advance. Although this also made him very dissatisfied. After all, their world was destroyed by evil energy and warlocks, but there was no way. They lost the protection of the elements and could only choose the power of warlocks.
After all, they couldn't give up the power of the spell.
The tribe is a war machine. Even if he is dissatisfied, he can only do what one component is supposed to do.
"I hope I can catch up with those elves."
He took one last look at the miserable orcs, then walked out of the abandoned fortress and looked towards their most important stronghold.
That is the reason why they can control the red dragon, and the elves are almost non-stop moving towards it. This is really not something that people think about, and it is precisely for this reason that Orgrim sent him Go to the fortress of Grim Batol to inform and support the Dragonmaw clan there to prevent the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza from being killed or rescued by those elves.
However, he looked like he couldn't catch up.
Just when Eitrigg, the new general of the orcs, was feeling sad about what he had reported, Li Ke and the others finally arrived at the place he had wanted to reach for a long time, Grim Batol, which was said to hold the Red Dragon Queen. fortress. And it only took a few hours before they arrived at the fortress that they had breached.
This fortress is quite majestic. It is basically a fortress made by hollowing out a mountain. The huge door at the door alone is hundreds of meters high. If this is not a magical world, it would be like this alone. A single door can empty out the entire property of a feudal dynasty.
Anyway, Li Ke felt that no emperor would be crazy enough to carve two figures hundreds of meters tall on such a gate.
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