Chapter 351: Shock, shock, and shock again

Saar was a little embarrassed. He frowned and thought for a while. He stood up and imitated the way of showing respect to the warriors in the book. He made gestures and told them his respect again.

After a long time, someone finally raised his head. Saar was very happy. If they didn't raise their heads, he would have left. But when this person opened his mouth, Saar was scared.

"Where did they catch you?" Saar looked at him in shock. This person actually spoke the common language!

The man continued, "You didn't learn Orcish at birth. You learned it after learning other languages. I am very sure of this."

"You are right. I was raised by humans. They taught me other languages." What Thrall said was right. When he was a child, it was Blackmore who raised him. Later, it was Richard Vashj. Richard treated people with a human mentality most of the time. There was nothing wrong with being raised by humans. As for languages, they were all learned later. In fact, Orcish was the third language he learned. The first two languages ​​were the Kozan Abyss Language and the common language of the Eastern Kingdom.

Hearing Thrall admit that he was raised by humans, these orcs suddenly became angry, and the originally dull little house suddenly became noisy.

"Raised by humans? This is the funniest joke I have ever heard!"

"Hey, Kenke! Come here and see, there is something interesting here!"

An old beastman said, "Young man, you must have seen the outside world. Then tell me about the stories outside!"

The beastman who spoke first stared at Sal and said, "So you sneaked in to see your own people, right? You don't have any scars on your body, it doesn't look like you were captured. Haha, you Now that we have seen it, let us be quiet for a while!"

Thrall was surprised again. The orc's eyes were actually red: "Your eyes..."

Thrall no longer cared whether it would cause him harm to talk about this topic directly. After all, he had only seen eyes of this color on Onyxia, but Onyxia was the noble black dragon princess, and they were just ordinary orcs.

The orc at the beginning shouted out suddenly and walked in front of his eyes. The other orcs also left Thrall one after another. The orcs who had just made a fuss also left their original places one after another, hiding aside and returning to their original state.

Thrall felt that he was isolated. He finally got these orcs to open their mouths, and suddenly he returned to the pre-liberation period. These compatriots were moving slowly, and

Saul was so distracted that he didn't even notice the weather. He fell into deep pain. What had he been thinking about all day long? For this group of listless and limp creatures who were not even captives, he even wanted to lead them to resist tyranny. Is this possible? Even if he really wanted to resist tyranny, he didn't dare to use these terrible orcs! Which was more important, freedom or having food and drink? These people gave the answer.

Thrall tried every trick he could think of, but these orcs ignored him. So Thrall decided to leave. This was really unbearable. Thrall checked the guards again. They didn't notice the noise just now. They were too lazy.

Sighing, Saul was about to leave, when the orc who spoke first suddenly said, "Hey, little guy, do you want to hear our story?"

Saul's eyes lit up, and he sat directly opposite him. The orc smiled and said, "My name is Kelgar, and I was once a glorious warrior..."

Saul was fascinated by what he heard. Kelgar told about his heroic battles and some legendary stories, about charging against opponents that were almost impossible to defeat, heroic acts, and how humans were defeated by the ruthless green wave of united orcs. He also talked about the people who were eager for spiritual power. Some of these stories he had heard from them and some he had never heard of.

"We are just a very proud race. We are also an independent tribe. We also have some people who are like you. They can communicate with wind, water, sky, and earth. Beast spirits are their best partners. They can live in harmony with all kinds of magical energies. We call them shamans. Before the emergence of the warlock profession, the knowledge of shamans was the knowledge of our tribe. He The upper limit of our power also determines the upper limit of our tribe's power."

Kelgar suddenly panted, clenched his fists, and growled: "Power! It is this vague but substantial thing that can satisfy me and my people, but our leader... Bah, this word cannot be insulted, Gul'dan is a dirty traitor! This guy holds unparalleled power, only A very small part was absorbed by me and my tribe, that's all. The most outrageous thing is that when the war was the most intense, this bastard... this bastard actually abandoned us! We were defeated by the damn humans!"

Kelgar took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and continued, "I know you are disappointed with our current appearance, but we are not like this. After we failed, our power slipped away, and none of us knew the reason. The guardian who never used any magic on us, this power was like blood flowing from a wound. Without power, our desire to fight gradually disappeared..." Kelgar rested his head on his knees, wrapped his arms around his calves, and closed his eyes.

Sal frowned. The information just received was extremely important: "Did you just say that everyone has lost the desire to fight?"

Kelgar nodded: "This is true for everyone here and in all the concentration camps. I have heard from the newly captured soldiers that they have tried to save several concentration camps. Everyone in the concentration camps is the same as us. But there are still some beastmen in this world who have not lost their strength. They are all living well outside. They are resisting and wandering outside. Once they are caught, it means the end of their lives. The guards here will summon everyone and publicly execute them in front of everyone. Therefore, the resistance here is getting less and less. We have no goals, we just muddle through, and the food every day is not bad. "

Saul looked at Kelgar, and he could hear his desire for fighting in his words, but how to ignite their desire for fighting? Some people don't have it, some people do, maybe we need to find some warriors who are still wandering...