If you are poor, you will hold a grudge; if you are rich, you will retaliate.
Gromesh Hellscream has never heard of the name of the Xixi warrior Wei Junjie, but he knows that the secret of survival lies in resistance.
Although Azeroth won the war against the Burning Legion twice, the main force was the night elves.
Human beings, so be it.
This is not the arrogance of the war chief of the Warsong clan, but the pride of an orc veteran.
The living environment in Azeroth is too comfortable. After all, there is not enough competition, and it breeds such useless things.
Blackhand, Orgrim, if you had won, what would have happened to the orcs?
Whenever I recall the past, I always feel regretful and melancholy.
Gromsh thought back to the glorious days of his youth.
The Apexis dynasty of the arakkoa, the ogres of the Goria Empire, and the Draenei of Shattrath...
At that time, the orcs were actually almost winning.
The arakkoa exiled their emperor Terokk and settled in Tongtian Peak. The ogres also changed their attitude of iron-blooded suppression and began to appease and compromise amid the waves of resistance from the orcs.
As for the Draenei, they could have been friends...
Ner'zhul, why did you betray your compatriots?
Emotions are destined to be complicated. Gromsh did not reveal his true thoughts. He did not hate Gul'dan, even if Gul'dan tempted the orcs to drink the blood of demons. But he couldn't forgive Ner'zhul. The more he got used to life in Azeroth, the more he hated Ner'zhul.
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If he and Kargath also joined the initial offensive, would the tribe have a chance to win everything?
Thrall could only listen to the Frostwolf clan's one-sided description of what happened that year, but Gromsh was the one who experienced it firsthand.
In fact, the relationship between the Blackhand clan and the Warsong clan was not as bad as Durotan imagined.
Because in that era when orcs were only given to arakkoa and ogres as dogs, only the Blackhand clan of Frostfire Ridge and the Warsong clan of Nagrand never surrendered.
When the Blackhand Clan's resistance was most critical, there were less than a hundred warriors, and Gromsh himself was captured by ogres more than once.
But neither Blackhand nor Gromsh had their spines broken.
So when Gul'dan reminded the first warchief Blackhand that he must beware of the Warsong Clan, Blackhand asked Gromsh if he would go to Azeroth.
It was Ner'zhul who stopped Gromsh.
Ogres must be guarded against, and Gul'dan has ulterior motives.
Ner'zhul used the safety of his hometown to bind Gromsh and the Warsong clan to Draenor.
For the humans of Azeroth, the Horde is a terrifying enemy, but for the orcs of Draenor, the Horde is the first time we are one for this bulk race with clans as the main body of society.
Even if the tribe was founded on deception, no old orc would deny that it was a passionate era.
But Ner'zhul's judgment was only half right.
After hundreds of years of struggle, the orcs finally brought down the ogre empire. The owner of Highmaul, the ogre Mal'gok who claimed to be the head of state, spent almost all his energy on suppressing the challenge after reaching a reconciliation with the orc tribe. Ogre warlord of his status.
From beginning to end, even if Draenor exploded, Mar'gok never broke the contract and reconquered the Draenor orcs.
The past is gone, and that's not why Gromsh hates Ner'zhul.
Because Gromsh stayed in Draenor, he also trusted his compatriots, such a powerful tribe!
How do you say defeat means defeat?
But if you lose, you lose. It doesn't matter, the Warsong clan will take action.
Unlike Ner'zhul's pessimism, Gromsh fought through the Alliance army marching south and successfully snatched the Book of Medivh. He really felt that the Horde could still win.
But Ner'zhul betrayed all the orcs.
His escape route doomed the Shadowmoon clan and destroyed Draenor.
This is the truth that Gromsh collected and pieced together bit by bit after joining Thrall's tribe.
Ner'zhul, why don't you believe in me? Why don't you believe that Gromsh can fight to create a future for the orcs?
Even though he fled the Eastern Kingdom and went to Ashenvale to compete with the night elves for territory, Gromsh still did not give up hope.
Gromsh never gives up!
Objectively surrender to Thrall, because Gromsh is a mature clan chief, but this does not mean that Gromsh believes in Thrall, a young orc.
Rich in potential and a promising future, but immature, too immature.
Gromsh devoted half his life to the orc liberation movement against the oppression of the ogres. In the process, he learned unity, tolerance, cunning, and the truth that peace can only be won with fists.
At this time, Gromsh didn't even know what he was looking for, but the strength of the Alliance prompted him to look for the [Heart of Y'Shaarj] that he didn't know what it was.
Just like that question back then, what is the price?
Gromsh never regretted drinking the blood of demons. All gifts of power had already been marked with a price in secret. The war chief of the Warsong Clan didn't care about the so-called Pandaria trade at all.
From the moment the city of Orgrimmar appeared in Kalimdor, the foundation of the orcs was doomed.
Pandaren, just doubtful friends.
Alliance, enemies of truce, enemies across the sea!
Just as his son guessed, Gromsh found the two most critical inscriptions and legends. One reference point was given, the two huge mogu sculptures in the center of the Valley of Eternal Blossoms. Using triangulation and text information to assist, Gromsh had roughly mapped out two possible locations. Another inscription made Gromsh doubt the intelligence of the ancient pandaren.
Do not throw [Heart of Y'Shaarj] into a source of living water, as it may activate [Heart of Y'Shaarj].
The inscription solemnly engraved "prohibited matters".
Therefore, the Warsong clan, who was invited to come to the Vale of Eternal Blossoms to defeat the Mogu warlords, took advantage of the chaos caused by the war to easily advance Gromsh's ulterior plan.
It can only be said that they are two father and sons, and their methods are exactly the same.
When the pandaren and the mogu fought against the Warsong Orcs and the Vale of Eternal Blossoms was in chaos, Gromsh brought his most loyal followers to the pure water altar of the pandaren.
The advancement of technology has provided great help to the orcs. The oxygen tubes of diving suits have replaced the underwater breathing spells of shamans.
The pulleys and steel cables, lubricated by grease, pulled the huge and heavy sealed box ashore with difficulty from the underwater mud.
Zhu Taran took action.
"I have warned you long ago, outsiders cannot be trusted!"
Seeing the leader of the Shado-Pan leaping down from the Xianglong vehicle, Gromsh actually nodded.
"I think so."
Signaling the orc warriors not to surround him, Gromsh looked quietly at the pandaren who kept approaching him.
"You shouldn't let down the friendship of the panda people. You don't understand what kind of ominous thing is sealed in it."
Zhu Taran issued the sternest warning, but seemed a little lacking in confidence.
Doubtful allies are indeed more terrible than sure enemies, and the already on the defensive pandaren were dragged into a fuel battle with the mogu by the orcs of the Warsong clan.
The fierce battle between the Mogu and the Pandaren was raging, and the outcome was uncertain. He could only come alone. Zhu Taran could not even draw an army from the front to accompany him, because this might lead to the death of tens of thousands of Pandaren.
As the orthodox leader of the Shado-Pan with correct procedures, when Zhu Taran took over the position of leader, he also shouldered the many secrets of the Pandaren buried in history.
Zhu Taran knew that what was in the box was the Heart of Y'Shaarj, and also knew what a terrifying and ominous thing the Heart of Y'Shaarj was.
Why does the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, which is so lush with water and grass, have to be visited by the four gods at a critical moment and simultaneously lift the seal of the Gate of the Gods before entering?
It is precisely because the heart of Y'Shaarj is buried here.
This is a secret that the Pandaren cannot tell.
Even among the elders of the Golden Lotus Sect, only a few know the existence of the Heart of Y'Shaarj. Only the Shado-Pan leaders of all generations who have shouldered everything know the secret where the Heart of Y'Shaarj is buried.
Therefore, Zhu Taran, who was fighting on the front line, discovered that Gromesh had led a small number of orcs to leave the battle line and headed towards the Pure Water Altar, and immediately made a logical association.
Fortunately, I caught up...
However, the leader of Taran Zhu, who was alone and in poor condition due to his old injuries, did not have the confidence to annihilate hundreds of orcs.
He could only hope to capture the thief first, capture the king first, control Gromsh Hellscream, and intimidate the orcs present.
Gromesh gave Zhu Taran this opportunity.
The chief of the Warsong Clan was not even willing to take off the Blood Roar from his back. He just lowered his hands and raised his chin to signal Zhu Taran to hurry up. He was in a hurry.
Adjusting his breathing, he strode into a run. Zhu Taran turned around and kicked in the air. Gromsh relied on his arm guards to try to lock his legs and hit him down, but he miscalculated the panda man's weight and was knocked out. He stumbled, his steps were out of proportion.
After Zhu Taran landed, he lowered his waist and dismounted, and struck a short blow close to his body, hitting the chest with the cannon hammer. However, Gromsh's elbow was outstretched, and he covered his hand to hit him, which took away the leg space for the knee-lifting kick.
He kicked forward and flew five meters away. Thanks to Zhu Taran's profound skills and strong core muscles, he stabilized his posture in the air and did not lose his balance when he landed on the ground. However, the three ribs were probably cracked by the force and were aching faintly. .
"Have you learned the skills of a monk?"
Zhu Taran took two deep breaths and asked.
"It's not difficult."
Gromsh's answer was not meant to be sarcastic, although the effect was outstanding.
Hot knowledge, the physical fitness of ogres is far superior to that of orcs, especially the captains of thousands and captains of ten thousand in the Goria Empire, who are like warrior gods. Gromesh Hellscream was a filial man, but after completing the training of the Sword Master, he killed only seven captains of thousands with his bare hands, and he also blasted the head of one captain with Gorehowl.
The image of the orcs and reckless men left to the humans of Azeroth is the result of demon blood, and Grom will not bear it.
Gromsh really knew how to fight, and he didn't mean to look down on the skills of Zhu Taran and the Pandaren monks.
But Zhu Taran was still angry.
Holding his chest and abdomen, Zhu Taran quickly closed the distance with Dragon Step. It was not shameful to admit that his opponent was strong. In just a few moves, Master Zhu had confirmed that the orc in front of him had stronger upper body strength than himself, but his weight was heavier. It is heavier, the chassis is more stable, and it is changed to attack the lower road.
However, Gromsh was not interested in using force to make friends. He relied on the fact that he was wearing armor with spikes on the armor and directly used the wrestling technique, wishing Taran's plan to go bankrupt.
Forced to retreat, Zhu Talan felt happy.
Because the throw and hug failed, Gromesh's body leaned forward, and it was too late to adjust his posture, so he received a heavy crane kick from Zhu Talan.
Gromesh was kicked back a step, and Zhu Taran landed on the ground and received the tiger's palm.
Gromesh took another step back with difficulty, wishing Taran luck in returning his strength in exchange for the Furious Thunderbolt.
Gromsh raised his arms to protect his head and chest, and Zhu Taran used his muscles and bones to separate his ribs.
Then there was a scream.
There are hidden thorns on the armor covered by fur between Gromsh's ribs.
Seizing the opportunity, Gromsh swung down with one hand to clamp the injured arm of the Pandaren, lifted it up, and punched Zhu Talan hard in the face. The invincible Master Zhu had stars in his eyes, and was defeated by Pandaria. One by one, the orc sword master was thrown out.
"I've always been curious. Lao Chen also wears armor when he goes to the battlefield. Why do you feel like you have a grudge against protective gear?"
However, Zhu Taran lay on the ground and was speechless in pain. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Gromsh. He turned around and took off the blood roar and opened the lock wrapped around the box. He then turned the ax upside down and used the ax handle to chain the lock. Smashed together.
Holding Gorehowl in one hand, Gromsh used his free hand to hold the lid of the box and was about to open it, but was firmly held down by another orc's hand.
"Where did you come from?"
Gromsh looked around, and the warriors of the Warsong clan also looked confused.
Where did the young master come from, I don’t know.
"My dear father, can you answer me how you plan to use the Heart of Y'Shaarj."
After watching a good show and recalling the long-lasting memory of being hit on the chin by Zhu Taran's rising dragon punch, Garrosh had to admit that in terms of martial arts, he was not worthy of carrying his father's shoes.
"So this thing is called the Heart of Y'Shaarj."
Gromsh looked at his son's face and was no longer concerned about where Garrosh came from.
"Trust me, this thing works, but it's not very useful."
Garrosh's sincere gaze made Gromsh relax. The father and son ignored the box containing the Heart of Y'Shaarj in front of them and stood up straight to speak.
"Your alliance master also wants it?"
Gromsh asked playfully.
"Of course not. I'm not interested in the Heart of Y'Shaarj. I'm here to fight you, dad."
Garrosh replied.
"You can not."
Gromsh smacked his lips and continued.
"You're no match for me even if I give you one hand. Son, it's not your fault. It's because I didn't have time to teach you."
Garrosh couldn't help laughing at this.
"My dear old father, I am finally sure of one thing. My arrogance comes from your blood."
He clenched his fist and smashed the lid of the box. The Heart of Y'Shaarj, which had lost all its seals, reappeared after a thousand years. Zhu Taran looked desperate.
But Garrosh did not touch the Heart of Y'Shaarj.
"It took me a long time to understand that there was no need to do anything so absolutely. The Heart of Y'Shaarj could be recharged without blowing up the Valley of Eternal Blossoms."
Gromsh looked at his son in confusion, not understanding what he was talking about.
But Garrosh doesn't care.
The four fingers of his right hand were clenched into a fist and his thumb was pulled horizontally at his heart. The huge magic power broke through the seal and disguise of the King of Steel.
"Let me, Garrosh Hellscream, teach you. Watch carefully, Gromsh Hellscream, this is how the Heart of Y'Shaarj is used!"
