Chapter 387: Full Moon Night (Part 1)

The beastman tried to defend himself, but Sal slapped him in the face, causing blood to flow out of his mouth.

"Are you short of food? Not to mention that we bought it from the goblins, there are beasts everywhere in the forest, and no one lacks food! Have you forgotten our orders? You can only go to the places required by your superiors, and you can only fight with human warriors. I warn you for the last time, if anyone attacks unarmed residents again, I will never let him go! Do you understand?"

The orc who was knocked to the ground nodded quickly, and the other orcs looked at each other, and finally nodded. Many of them were rescued by Sal, and these people admired Sal's courage very much. Sal's words were very effective to them.

Seeing that the orcs were more willing to admit their mistakes, Thrall's tone softened. "This behavior is what the old tribe, which was ruled by evil warlocks and had no sympathy or love for its own people, would do. We have now gotten rid of those pollutions, and the elemental forces have fooled us again. We have a new path. Remember, it was those bloodthirsty behaviors that led us to be imprisoned in concentration camps. When we lost the power of the demons that made us extremely greedy, we became so tired. So I don't want us to be controlled. What we did almost destroyed us. There is no doubt about it. , we will be free. But we must be free to be our true selves, not as a race that exists only to slaughter humans. The past should end. Believe me, there are kind people among humans, I have experienced it myself. Brothers, we are now fighting as glorious warriors of the new tribe, not bloodthirsty killers. Each of us pursues honor, but there is no honor in murdering children. Instead of this, we might as well use our strength to liberate our compatriots! "

After speaking, Thrall turned around and left, leaving the orc warriors sitting there stupidly with their eyes wide open. Walking into the woods, Thrall heard Orgrim's whisper. Thrall took small steps to look at him, and Orgrim patted his shoulder and smiled.

"Saul, you are right. We should do this. Warriors should strive for honor on the battlefield. But you need to know that this is a very difficult road. Killing is hidden in the blood of each of us, including you." Saul

thought of the bloodthirsty desire that was aroused when he fought Orgrim. Saul shook his head and replied: "I believe that our warriors were seduced and called despicable killers. It was those who betrayed us who gave them to the devil or used them as puppets. Our warriors are not bad at heart."

"Oh, that's really an answer that's hard to comment on..." A new voice came out, it was Grommash's, the voice was very low and gave people a feeling of weakness. At first, Thrall didn't recognize it, but when he saw that face, he realized it was his good friend. "Once, we were just like you said, each of us was a very noble warrior, but then those demons gave us power, which was the most delicious and sweetest temptation in the world. People will get addicted in an instant, and there is only one way to get rid of the addiction, that is killing. Thrall, you are lucky that you haven't drunk those things, so you haven't experienced the feeling of losing that kind of power. It's simply... it's simply... unbearable..."

As he spoke, Grommash. Tears appeared in the roaring eyes of Hell. It was the first time that Thrall saw the chief of the Warsong Clan, who was known for his toughness and civilization, crying.

Thrall patted his shoulder gently: "But you have endured all this until now, my good brother! Your courage and perseverance are the most powerful in the entire tribe!"

Grommash said nothing, and smiled in his red eyes against the night sky. So Orgrim walked back happily while holding Thrall and Grommash in his arms.

The war was not over yet, so several people discussed the plan overnight, and directly surrounded the next concentration camp the next night, but the scope of this concentration camp was not simple.

The first group of scouts came back soon: "The guards have sounded the alarm. There are twice as many guards on the wall as usual. They also made a lot of fires for lighting. We can't attack."

"And it's a full moon now," Orgrim looked up at the moon in the sky, "The White Lady is obviously not our friend tonight."

The full moon will greatly affect the combat effectiveness of the orcs now, just like the werewolves.

"But we can't wait any longer," Grommash. Hell Roar looked at the other two and said, "The tribe is eager for a battle. We need to launch an attack when they are still strong enough to resist the fatigue brought by the demons. We can't give the Alliance a chance to increase its defensive strength."

Orgrim. Hammer of Destruction nodded, although he was still a little worried. He asked the scout, "Are there any signs that they are expecting an attack?"

Sal had a vague feeling that their good luck was running out in the past few days. The enemy was likely waiting to lead their attack, so they had to be careful not to choose those concentration camps that had received special orders. Humans had no way of knowing where they would attack next time, so they could not sit back and wait. But this was only a temporary measure, wanting to get it done once and for all.

When he realized what it meant for him to face the real elite of humanity, Sal sincerely hoped that tonight was not the inevitable night. Now they did not have enough strength to fight large-scale operations with the regular elite. Even many of the armor worn by the soldiers had not been delivered.

"Then let's launch a surprise attack!"

Thrall was startled and stared at Orgrim with wide eyes. As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Orgrim and his soldiers rushing down.

Didn't we agree not to launch a surprise attack? Why are they launching a surprise attack now? Thrall stared at the scene blankly at first, then he reacted and ran down quickly. When Thrall rushed to the camp with the large force, the gate of the camp suddenly opened, and a group of knights rushed out first. Thrall stopped in place. He would never forget the badge on the knight's shoulder in his life. It was the seal of the Blackmore family. This was not the Blackmore power. Why were these knights here? Sal took a deep breath. Blackmore's knights stood here. No matter why they came here, the wrong has its perpetrators. It's time to take revenge!

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