Kruger Broken Skull was once a brave orc warrior of the Blackstone clan. Twenty years ago, he responded to the call of the Great Chief Black Hand, crossed the void and came from Drano to Azeroth, and participated in several of the most tragic battles.

He personally participated in the most terrifying Battle of the Palatinate Gulf, the retreat of the South China Sea Town, the Battle of Eagle Nest Mountain, the Battle of Yongge Forest, the Battle of Ultrarank, the Battle of Lordaeron, and the Battle of Black Rock Mountain that made all the orcs feel sad.

Then, he became a prisoner.

After consecutive battles, the Black Stone clan went from the most glorious orc clan to the most marginalized small clan.

It is precisely because of the decline and former glory of the Black Stone clan that in the shelter of Guhold Castle, he was maliciously appointed as a slave foreman by scheming humans, guarding his compatriots.

The orc foreman in the slave camp is definitely a position that is not human inside or outside. He is destined to be hated by his compatriots and threatened by scheming humans.

"If you don't do it, I will kill 10 of your compatriots first, and then tell them that you proposed to kill."

He has made a lot to his compatriots, but is not understood and recognized.

Kruger didn't know how he got through those fifteen years.

As Sar liberated the orcs of Guohold, he also fled to Orgrimmar with his compatriots. But because he had helped mankind punish his compatriots, he was always excluded and isolated because of this resentment...

At the beginning of the 21st year, with the public rebellion of the black handed brothers Red and Mam from the Blackstone clan, even big men from the Black Handed clan such as Varok Sarufal were affected and criticized a lot, let alone small people like Kruger.

After that incident, it was the eighth time he was beaten up.

When he was young, it would be no problem for him to knock down ten little boys who beat him today. Unfortunately, he is no longer young, and enduring the torture of the devil's blood decline, which also consumes his body's vitality and his courage.

He was angry! He roared! He was unwilling! He was resentful!

But so what? No matter how fair the leader is, he cannot spread his favors to every corner of the tribe.

The bullying continues.

At this time, a ghost-like female shadow came to him, while he was sleeping...

"Kruger, are you resentful? Are you angry? Don't you want to take revenge on those unopsy guys? If it weren't for your protection, they would have died long ago."

"Hate! Of course I hate!" Kruger subconsciously replied in a daze.

"Now you have a chance...you just need to do this...this..."

"No! I will not betray my fellow countrymen!"

"Betray? No! This is not betrayal, it is just to prevent the undead who desecrated the glory of the tribe from then on, and once again extend the clutches of the tribe to the tribe and bewitch your great leader Thar."

"I...I agree..."

"Go, put this thing in these places..."

"good……"

At the Duke of Marcus in Stormwind, Duke received news that Anasterian had secretly visited Orgrimmar.

That's right, it was Onyxia, the one who hypnotized and induced Kruger's skull, who was sent by Duke. The Black Dragon Princess failed to successfully launch a rebellion in Stormwind City, but Duke took a fancy to her qualities and abilities and threw them away from harming the tribe.

From the beginning, Duke did not think that Anasterian was a master who would be obediently waiting for destruction. To some extent, the union between the Forgotten and the Tribe was more like the general trend.

So Duke also set up a backup plan early in the morning, but Onyxia joined him, making it more convenient for him.

What Duke placed in Orgrimmar is something very clever, this is a magic prop named "Strong Sensing Device" by Duke. It does not emit any magic fluctuations itself, it will only collect all magic fluctuations like a recorder, and transmit signals from time to time on specific channels.

No one can parse these signals except the system elves.

After analysis, the system elves almost immediately analyzed Anasterian in Orgrimmar. Because when the Sun King fell, all his magic fluctuations, soul characteristics and other data were recorded.

Once you compare, the result will come out immediately.

The only thing that surprised Duke was the judgment given by the system

"Death Knight's version of Orgrim?"

This news made Duke bare his teeth.

The human-shaped Onyxia swayed her sexy and charming figure while reminding Duke: "Although the master's device is clever, the orc's hands and feet are too stupid. The location of several sensing devices he has installed is quite bad."

"Oh, is that?" Duke smiled while continuing his adventure in the dragon's den: "He's just a cover, anyway, that thing has been discovered better for Thrall."

"Oh!?" Onyxia's black eyes suddenly lit up. She suppressed her senses and pricked up her ears to listen to Duke's following.

"Guess, where is my real eavesdropper?"

"In the batch of wood you gave to the tribe?"

"No!" Duke smiled and shook his head: "Among the giant trees that Thrall asked the War Song clan to spend a lot of effort to steal from Ashes Valley."

"Okay! I finally understand why I failed before." Onyxia was convinced.

She thought that her previous conspiracy was unparalleled, but who would have thought that she could not compare to Duke even if she was scheming. (Of course, the key is that the time traveler's bonus is.)

What is more fulfilling and trustworthy than stolen from the enemy after you have spent a lot of hardships?

No tribe would have thought that in Orgrimmar's main building, every beam and every main pillar, there were druids' birth spells to seal some things inside!

Onyxia suddenly felt her body hotter.

"I am worthy of being my master! My combat power is stronger than me! Even my strategies are above me. Hahaha! You are indeed my destined conqueror!"

While Duke used the Dragon Training Whip to tame Onyxia regularly, Varoc Sarufal approached Sarufal.

"Chief, I think you should come and have a look at this."

Looking at the mysterious thing handed over by Varock, which was like a small stone, but opened it with an extremely exquisite look, Thrall frowned and called Woking.

After a while.

"Woking, what do you think?"

"The chief, first of all, what is the opinion of the warlock."

"Very exquisite magic eavesdropping machines, they are 100% sure to be human magical techniques." Thrall narrowed his eyes.

"Is the alliance...? It's indeed an answer that's not surprising." Woking thought.

"What, what else have you seen?"
Chapter completed!