Part-Time BOSS Chapter 213: Old tauren and little tauren

Hellscream could finally relax as he watched Nica Noire disappear into the sky.

He looked at the wooden houses and oasis around him, feeling novel and relaxed. It was not time to sleep, so he walked out of the wooden house and wandered on the grass outside, looking at the strange tauren around him.

Some female tauren are drying their meat and making food from the roots of plants.

The male tauren are forging weapons and repairing armor, looking like they are ready to fight at any time.

Most of the tauren's weapons are heavy battle axes and war hammers. He even saw tauren directly using huge round wooden stakes as weapons.

The tauren also looked at him curiously, and one of the tauren warriors with a black mane greeted him in a rough voice.

"Little man, are you the green-skinned man who came here with Black Horn?"

This was the first time Hellscream was being called a small man, but he didn't take it seriously. Compared with these big guys, he was indeed much smaller.

"Yes." Hellscream said.

"Hmph, that guy is a jerk, and if you hang out with this kind of person, I don't think you are a good person."

Hellscream couldn't stand this kind of anger, and subconsciously wanted to teach this guy a lesson.

At this time, an old tauren with a gray beard came out, "Enough of Angry Hoof, don't be so rude to our guests, have you forgotten the hospitality I taught you?"

The **** man was reprimanded by the old tauren, but he didn't dare to attack, so he had no choice but to leave.

"Sorry young warrior, Angryhoof is a bit grumpy due to recent events, but he is not harmless."

For such a generous elder, Hellscream had to put away his violent side and put his hand off the handle of the axe.

"I don't know Nica Noire very well," he explained.

"Black Horn's nature isn't bad, it's just that he's too detached, he doesn't look like a tauren, he left the tribe when he was very young, and wandered the vast Kalimdor continent, No one knows what he went through, but once the tribe was invaded, he immediately came back to help the tribe.

He found this oasis for us, you are a welcome guest here, please feel free to young warriors, just let me know if you have any needs. "

Hellscream is not the kind of orc who will be polite: "I'm hungry and need food."

The old tauren immediately ordered a little tauren to bring some food.

The food was simple, just jerky and potato bread, but Hellscream devoured it voraciously. His sharp fangs easily tore up the hard jerky, and he swallowed it without chewing.

The tauren who delivered the meal looked shocked, "What are you?"

Hellscream looked up at the little tauren in front of him. He was about the same height as Hellscream, but his immature face made it easy for Hellscream to tell that he was just a child.

"I am an orc."

"Are you from the Eastern Continent?"

"No, I came from another world, a world called Draenor."

"Another world? What's it like there?"

"My hometown is in Nagrand, where there are lush grasslands and clear rivers, towering mountains, clefthoofs and thunder elephants in groups..." Hellscream tried to recall what was left of him while eating. much memory.

"Sounds like a great place, so why did you leave your hometown?"

Hellscream sighed, "My hometown has been destroyed, and it has become a dead place."

The tauren seemed to resonate, "Our homeland used to be very beautiful, but those damned centaurs invaded, conquered, burned, killed and looted, we had to leave our homeland, and your homeland was also invaded Is it? The patriarch said that the invaders will eventually be punished by Mother Earth, but I doubt it."

Hellscream was slightly agitated when he heard Maverick's angry accusation. Although the other party was talking about a centaur, he felt as if they were accusing him.

Has your hometown been invaded? Maybe, but who is the intruder? He originally thought it was those draenei, but now he suddenly realized that it didn't seem to be the case. Conquering, invading, burning, killing and looting, isn't that what he did in the past?

Could it be that the orcs destroyed their own world?

He was unwilling to accept such an answer, but his remaining rationality told him that was all there was to it.

Hellscream's uneasiness misunderstood the old man on the side, thinking that he was worried about being in danger.

"Don't be nervous, kids, it's safe here. Have you seen the surrounding mountains? That's Razor Ridge, the home of the wild boars. This dangerous mountain range surrounds the oasis. There is only one path that can connect to the outside world. Those centaurs It must be impossible to find someone who came here, and you are safe here."

Hellscream replied vaguely. After dinner, he hid back in the wooden house and lay down on the animal skin of the wooden house.

I don't know how the tribe is doing now, how the war is going, and gradually, he fell asleep.

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"For the Horde! Launch!"

Boom!

The flame projectile from the catapult hit the castle's magic shield heavily. Morgan Lisa, who was supporting the shield, didn't even frown, but yawned boredly.

Below the castle, hundreds of orcs swarmed and attacked the city gate. Surrounding the castle were densely packed alliance adventurers, who fought with the orcs as a team.

On the city wall behind them, dozens of alliance heroes stood on it, pouring magic and arrow rain down comfortably.

Arandel's pure flame!

With a dragon's breath technique, Murphy burned dozens of orcs under the city wall to death, and burned them to ashes together with the two adventurers.

"Wo Cao, brother, watch carefully, ah, my weapon exploded." An adventurer let out a tragic howl before dying.

"Sorry."

As Mo Fei said it, he didn't think so in his heart. Aren't you adventurers just here to gain experience? You're all wearing whiteboard shop clothes, what kind of clothes are you wearing?

This is the seventh day after the Battle of Dagger Ridge. Because of this disastrous defeat, the tribe lost 30,000 cavalry.

After the last victory, Varian also fully accepted the plan formulated by the studio, and began to implement the second step of the plan - the consumption strategy.

At the cost of the castles in the Stormwind Kingdom, the tribe's vitality is consumed. Each battle does not invest many troops, but adventurers are used as cannon fodder, and heroes are used as output, so as not to lose the Stormwind Kingdom's army. to fight the Horde.

As of today, the Horde has captured more than a dozen castles of the Alliance and lost tens of thousands of orcs, but the loss of the Stormwind Kingdom's troops is only a few hundred.

Mo Fei participated in almost the whole process, but he did not lose his experience. No, with a flash of white light, he was upgraded again.

nice! Mo Fei silently added five attributes to strength.

On the tribal position outside the city, Orgrim looked at the castle in front of him with a serious face. After these days of advancement, he already saw that something was wrong~IndoMTL.com~ It can kill many adventurers, but the strange thing is that these adventurers keep coming, as if they can't kill them all.

Looking at the orc warriors falling down, Orgrim's face showed no fluctuation.

There was no way for him to do this. He received several bad news one after another. First, he learned that Gul'dan led his clan on a long voyage to the sea, and who knows where he went.

Then Hellscream's army was wiped out.

Kilrogg is still confronting the trolls in Stranglethorn Vale. It can be said that bad news comes one after another.

This makes people in the tribe float.

But there is good news. The Shadowmoon clan led by Ner'zhul successfully got in touch with Ragnaros, the king of fire elements in Blackstone Mountain. Through continuous sacrifices and communication, they finally got in touch with Ragnaros After establishing a good relationship, you have mastered the power of Azeroth's elements, and you can summon fire elements to join the battle.

(End of this chapter)

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