[The chapter name is wrong, it should be Chapter 429.]

An army covered with gorgeous and heavy armor was walking deep in the dense forest, with its footsteps neatly and the armor collided with jingling sounds.

Although their team size was severely reduced compared to the time when they came, everyone still remained calm and moved forward step by step. The knights or officers riding on the war horses also stood up straight, squinted their eyes from time to time and looked around sharply, preventing another possible surprise attack.

In the middle of the team, three horses were walking forward with a huge cage car. The cage was swaying, and there was an orc and a mixed-race man inside.

Two horse-riding men were accompanying each other on the cage, one wearing gorgeous armor with blue and gold patterns, and the other wearing a simple white robe.

"Orc, are you from the Frost Wolf clan?"

Anyang asked in this way.

Losa and Garona immediately looked at him in surprise, and the orcs in the cage also raised their heads.

He used orc language!

Garona and Losa asked almost at the same time:

"How can you know our language?"

"How could you be the orc language?"

Anyang shrugged and looked at Lothar who frowned slightly and looked at him: "I said that I came from another world. I am neither Azeroth nor Draenor. Since I can speak the language of Azeroth, why can't I know the language of orcs?"

Losar suddenly raised his head in shock, and then sneered: "It makes sense. Do you still have the magic to learn language?"

Anyang did not answer, but spoke in Chinese, English, Japanese, Parrans... and waited for his know-how to show his words in front of Lossa. He showed his face so much that Lossa looked dark and confused. He closed his mouth, shrugged, and once again expressed his sincere contempt to the Lions of Azeroth with his actions.

"Hey, orc, you haven't answered me yet, are you from the Frost Wolf clan?"

The orc lowered his head and stared at him with his light, silent, and looked as if he could not let me speak even if I beat him to death.

The eyes were very sinister, completely different from his violent and fierce face at this time, like a wolf trapped in a trap.

Anyang naturally would not care about these things. He said to himself: "It should be a member of the Frost Wolf Clan. I just talked to Losa. He said that you have a white wolf as a mount, and it seems that only the Frost Wolf Clan did not accept Gul's evil gift. If you are not a member of the Frost Wolf Clan, you should have died just now."

The orc was finally moved and said dullly: "Human, why do you know about our tribe?"

Anyang smiled, glanced at Garona who was disbelief next to her and said, "My name is Anyang, and they all called me a prophet."

"Prophet?" the orc repeated.

"Yes, it is someone who can know what will happen in advance. In addition, I can also see the knowledge and people I have never seen before, just like the evil powers of your Frost Wolf Clan and Gul'dan." An Yang paused, showed a thoughtful look, and sighed, "If I remember correctly, your chief should be called Durotan. Speaking of which, this is a respected chief. He has the wisdom that ordinary orcs do not have and a righteous heart, so he refuses to let you accept evil powers. One day, he will find things that other orcs cannot find."

"What's the matter?" the orc was surprised and asked again.

"Gul'dan's fel power."

"What's wrong with Gul'dan's evil power?" The orc, who was so tough and upright, was easily led by Anyang.

Just now, he made up his mind to never let go no matter what, and would never say anything to these weak humans. However, now when it comes to clans, the other party still called out everyone's names accurately and magically, and he could no longer close his words as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Look, look at the dense forests around you, look at the green onions and life around you, have you not seen it for a long time? Haven't you discovered that Gul'dan used evil energy to control you, he used evil energy to destroy your homeland, wherever Gul'dan used his evil energy, he would become as irreverent as your world. His evil energy will destroy everything. The demon energy is by no means just a call, it is the energy given by the real demon!"

Anyang's tone became more and more urgent and heavier as he said this, and finally he shouted in a low voice.

This also makes this passage even more shocking.

The orc opened his eyes wide. He felt that he was old and his mind was a little too hard to turn, but when he thought about it carefully, he was indeed the case.

However, he will not forget his identity with this human being, and he will remain vigilant as necessary.

"So what?"

"That means Gul'dan will destroy the world together!"

"This world does not belong to us, so what if it is destroyed? What does it have to do with me?"

"Have you forgotten your purpose for coming here? Your own home is broken, so you come here through the gates of darkness and want to occupy it, but if it is destroyed, you are still homeless and still wandering, and you will still lose all this!"

The orc stopped talking. He lowered his head, and deep thoughts appeared on his face covered with wrinkles and scars.

He wanted to refute what this human said, but his inner integrity and honesty told him that what this man said was true, which really forced him to agree!

"Human, what do you want to say?"

"Think about it carefully, what should you do then? Will you find another world under the leadership of Gul'dan? Then, Gul'dan will continue to destroy one world after another because of his ambitions, and you will become a tool of his war, and your purpose will never be achieved!"

The orc finally came to his senses. He was honest, but not stupid.

From these words, he had seen through the intentions of this weak human being.

"You want to provoke the relationship between the tribe, do you want our Frostwolf tribe to resist Gul'dan?"

"It's not me, but your chief, the great Durotan thinks so too!"

"No, the chief would not think so. We are not strong enough. Our strength is not enough to fight against Gul'dan. The chief would not do this. Doing so will push the Frostwolf tribe into the fire pit. With Gul'dan's character, everyone in the Frostwolf tribe will be massacred!"

"What if he doesn't do that, the entire tribe will fall into the fire pit, and you will become Gul'dan's tools of war!"

The orc was silent for a moment, and once again he could not confirm his thoughts.

Maybe... Durotan will really do that.

Anyang's tone became gentle, he looked up at the sky, and said with a sigh: "Durontan is an admirable person. As you said, you are not strong enough, your strength is not enough to fight against Gul'dan, but for the sake of the tribe, Durotan had to do so. And in this struggle, without a powerful helper, you cannot cope with their strength and conspiracy, Durotan and the Frost Wolf tribes will likely pay the price of their lives."

The orc was brainwashed... Ah, the orc woke up and raised his head and stared at him. He was silent for a moment and said, "What should I do?"

Anyang said calmly: "It's very simple, you go and help Durotan, and I will help you!"

The older orc was very alert and said, "What do you want? Our tribe will never leave this world, and you can't let us give up our attack on the human kingdom!"

Speaking of this, his voice fell: "We can't go back anymore, we are homeless, and we have nowhere to go except here..."

"You misunderstood. I am not from Azeroth. This is not my home. I don't care what you do here. In fact, I come from another world. I sympathize with you. I don't mind you taking a place here. But I object to crazy meaningless wars. I object to you destroying here and killing all humanity, just like you did to the Draenne in Delano!

As she said this, Anyang felt that his body was shining!

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and lying without blinking, so he barely maintained his holy image.

Just like next to him, Garona's gaze had changed a little.

After thinking about it, Anyang added again: "What I drive away is evil, not orcs, do you understand?"

The orc was silent again, then looked down at the shackles that locked him, and said helplessly: "But I can do nothing."

An Yang shook his head: "I will let you go, but you have to make sure you will do it as I thought!"

The orc immediately said solemnly: "The orcs never lie!"

Anyang nodded and looked at Lothar who had been scrutinizing them.

Losa turned his head and asked at the right time, "What have you said for so long?"

Anyang narrated it to him in the words of Azeroth.

After hearing this, Losa squinted his eyes and took a breath: "So, are you actually trying to sow discord?"

An Yang shook his head: "I am just pushing the progress of time. With Durotan's character, it will be a matter of time before I can stand up and resist the orcs. But what is useful to Azeroth is whether the Frostwolf tribe was slaughtered by Guldan, or whether to fight Guldan with Azeroth!"

Losa was silent for a long time.

He could see the pros and cons of it, but he always felt that Anyang was coming too unusual, which made him suspicious.

After a moment, Lothar asked, "How do you guarantee that he will listen to you?"

"He promised me!"

"I promised... do you think this is a child playing house?"

"Orcs won't lie!"

"call……"

Losa stared at Anyang, and after a long time he withdrew his gaze and nodded invisibly.

"Okay, just do what you said. Anyway, we already have a prisoner, and this prisoner was killed if he was kept, so he would be released!"

"You will know later that your decision is right."

"I hope so. Actually, I don't believe you. I just remember that you have not deceived us so far. You are right. You are helping us. Here I would like to express my gratitude to you in the name of Stormwind Commander."

"hehe."

Anyang laughed dryly, feeling a little guilty.

The ancient sword with the hilt of the green jade sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. He easily split the locks and iron chains of the cage with one sword, and then split the shackles one after another. This posture of cutting tofu with a sharp kitchen knife made Luo Sa tremble and couldn't help but look at the thin sword.

The orc escaped from the trap, looked back at Anyang, immediately roared and rushed towards Garona in front.

But before he could get close to Garona, he was caught by a slender hand that was stronger than him, and he could never move forward again!

The orc was stunned, looking down at the hand that looked weaker than the orc, but contained huge power, swallowed.

Not only him, Garona, Lotha, and Kadega, who were watching, were also shocked.

This huge difference in the thickness of the arm, but the power displayed is completely opposite, which makes it easier to give people a powerful impact!

Anyang said in a deep voice: "Stop, orc."

The orc was stunned, relaxed, gasping heavily, and looked at Garona.

Anyang asked, "What's your name?"
To be continued...