Chapter 122: : Reasonable Contact and Sudden Attack

The junction of Redridge Mountains and Burning Plains.
Durotan sits quietly on a big rock in the middle of the road, polishing his battle axe, and Frostwolf Snow Song is lying beside him humming, this giant wolf from the endless snowfield of Frostfire Ridge has always been annoying Southern climate.
At this moment, the main road of the junction valley has been created by the tribe as a simple defensive position. After the appointment of the Frostwolf clan, he defended this area to defend the tribe's main force from the rear.
Everyone knows what it means to break, either to destroy it or to be disabled.
Durotan ’s sane style has always been regarded as a cowardly performance in the tribes contaminated by evil energy. If it were not for Orgrim the old friend of Destruction Hammer has been working hard to protect him, maybe Durotan and his The Frostwolf clan has long been destroyed by the tribe itself.
So, now this task of death is naturally on his head.
The Frostwolf clan still maintains the tradition of shaman priests. The whole family does not have a warlock, and they still follow the ancient glory of the orcs.
The real orc warriors are not afraid of any enemies, but they will not sacrifice to death. It is a meaningless act. Unfortunately, Gul'dan ’s evil energy is extremely impulsive and tyrannical to corrupt other orcs ’orcs, they are simply not worthy of the name. For glory.
Ogrim asked her old friend's thoughts with great anxiety before the main force of the Horde left, but Durotan was calm and seemed to have made the determination to fight gloriously.
Durotan handed his son Guir to Orgrim, who was the only descendant who vowed to take care of his old friend.
At this moment, Durotan's mind is very complicated.
He and the members of the Frostwolf clan have never forgotten their hometown, Frostfire Ridge, but they will never go back. If this contact with humans fails, then this is their last battlefield and grave.
呜 ~~ 呜呜 ~~~
At this time, a sound of a horn was blowing from the scout, interrupting Durotan's thoughts, and humanity was about to arrive.
In the direction of Red Ridge Mountains, a large group of human cavalry was walking slowly towards the main road junction with the Burning Plains. Frostwolf scouts found this group of human cavalry from a distance. They were holding up the flag of the alliance. Yes, the marching speed has no intention of attacking.
Durotan got a definite report, sighed heavily, and then got up and took several of his own warlords outside the gate.
The two horses stopped at a distance of more than ten meters, holding each other.
Durotan took a step forward and shouted: "I want to see the human chieftain of the Storm Clan!"
King Lion in golden armor pinched his horse and drove the war horse forward a few steps, looking at the orc chief in white wolf skin.
There is no tyranny in the eyes of this orc, and the skin color is also different from the extremely unnatural green and red colors of other orcs, but a brown skin.
"I am King Ryan Wrynn of the Storm Kingdom, orc, do you want to see me, are you ready to surrender?" Lane said loudly.
Durotan laughed a few times with rough words, "Hahahaha, the Frostwolf clan will never surrender, and the Frostwolf clan will never be afraid of any enemies! I want to see you, I want to sit down with humans and peacefully contact, the Frostwolf clan is even less Will refuse an extra friend! "
"We humans are also willing to sit down and have a good communication and contact, but unfortunately your fellow beasts like this can never do this." Lane replied with a sneer.
"Gul'dan ... he and his psionic warlock contaminated the glorious tribe. The warriors lost their nobleness and reason. He is not only your human enemy, but also a tumor inside our orcs, so we Have a common goal. "
"This Durotan is quite capable of talking." Lothar, who was standing next to Lane, whispered.
"At least he is willing to sit down and negotiate, this is a good start." Ryan nodded.
"Oh ... Do you dare to show any kind of garbage now?"
At this moment, a cold hum spread all over the place. It was a human mage sitting on a large platform with a horse-drawn carriage that was more powerful than King Lion's golden armor. There were two long-eared elf female rangers standing beside him.
Durotan was furious at first, and then seemed to perceive something, squinting his eyes.
"Enemy attack!"
At the next moment, a group of green-skinned and red-skinned orcs suddenly appeared on the cliffs on both sides of the level above the main road. The red-skinned orc warrior jumped and started to attack the Frostwolf clan and the human army indiscriminately.
The green-skinned orc warlocks raised their staff and shot a shadow arrow and a rain of fire downward.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. Durotan ran a few steps backwards, turned and mounted his own Frostwolf Snow Song, and directed his own people to counter the ambush.
"Help me, humans! These evil orcs are the storm raider clan of Gul'dan, they are our common enemy!" Durotan shattered the head of an evil orc warrior, shouting loudly.
The human side only came with a team of cavalry this time. King Lane waved his hand to stop the cavalry's restlessness, and then looked at the boss Hu on the mobile platform with six horses behind him.
Now wherever he goes, he must ride his own "lazy-001" luxury mobile platform, which is simply a lazy breakthrough in the sky.
"Master Divine Lord, do you want to help this Frostwolf clan? The Redridge Mountain Fortress is not far from here, and it will not take long for the emergency transfer of troops."
Hu Feng slowly rose and sneered a few times, "Don't be so troublesome, although I am not injured, but there is no problem dealing with this group of scum."
Let's go, boss Hu slowly floated up and looked at the orcs who were fighting in front.
"Who brought your guts here to make trouble? Didn't we see that we were chatting friendly? Didn't Gul'dan know what happened in Karazhan? He, a stray dog ​​without a master, still wanted to die now. Struggling? "
The voice of the incarnation of the Titan was mixed with divine power, and filled the spirits of all the orcs present.
"Kneel down!"
With a scream, all the orcs face was horrified, their bodies fell to their knees involuntarily, and the flesh of their knees and the ground were blurred. Looking at the human mage floating in the air, he did not dare to resist.
The red-skinned evil orc warriors had muscles in their heads, and they all began to struggle and wanted to stand up again.
Hu Feng glanced coldly at the bottom and waved the staff in his hand. The dark green evil flames immediately appeared on all evil orc warriors, and a pillar of evil flames was sprayed out of the five senses. The pain made them hoarse hoarsely.
"He did the same in Quel'Thalas." Sylvanas stood on the carriage platform and enjoyed the scene with interest.
Aurelia shook her head gently, "Isn't it better to kill them directly."
"My dear sister, the torture and deterrence of the enemy are more effective than killing them directly, it seems that Saroda's thoughts are more suitable for me ..."
Hadn't finished speaking yet, he was struck by Aurelia for a while.
At this moment, the evil orc warriors have all been transformed into a humanoid coke. The orc warlocks on the cliff were also taken down by the frost wolf orcs, forming a circle on the open ground, and bowed their heads in fear.
Durotan was equally terrified. No wonder the human chieftain only brought such a few people, and he was not afraid of his own danger.
There is that uncle, and even more enemies are not enough to kill him in one round.
and many more. . . Thinking of this, Durotan suddenly understood something.
Guldan suddenly changed his attitude a while ago, resolutely gave up the offensive alliance, and asked the tribe to go north immediately.
The Union has a true God here. . . He killed another true who helped the tribe come to the world of Azeroth.
No longer going, the tribe will perish. . .