Should Grom and the Warsong Clan be left alone in Ironforge? Unfortunately, although Grom was looking forward to a showdown with the dwarven warrior, he was not a fool. www.biquge.info In a duel, a true warrior will not give up the opportunity to give up a fatal blow to his opponent, and the same is true on the battlefield. If only Grom and the Warsong Clan were left to besiege Ironforge, let alone fight the dwarven warrior, it was doubtful whether they would survive the dwarven siege.

In this way, in desperation, with the humiliation of defeat and great pain, Grom followed the orc army to the Palatine Bay in the wetlands, where many ships from the goblins had been moored. Of course, the ships are now gone, all sunk in the bay of Nanhai Town, along with the goblin dwarfs.

Grom has no affection for goblins, with a thin body, fragile limbs, and a surprisingly large head, these guys are literally born slave material, but can never be good warriors. Races that do not produce good warriors...... Grom simply didn't know what the point of their existence was.

When Orgrim returned from Southsea Town, it happened that Grom's injuries had largely healed. So, Orgrim asks Grom to take his Warsong clan to attack Dammod Fortress, and by the way, keep an eye on Zuhead and the Blackhan brothers, if there is any conspiracy.

Grom was not resistant to such an order, and what really made him reluctant was that Orgrim told him that the dwarven warriors would definitely celebrate their wine festival by partying last night, so that when Grom drove the Orcs of the Dragonthroat and Blacktooth Clans to attack the Dammod Fortress in the early hours of the morning, he would have no trouble taking the fortress that had once hindered the orc army.

Grom scoffed at such an order - not that he had any virtue of not attacking an enemy who was not capable of resisting, but because it lost the meaning of the battle. But Grom was too idle, so he reluctantly promised Orgrim that he would go to Dammod Fortress himself.

Before attacking Dammod Fortress, Grom taunted the Zuhead and Blackham brothers in the hope of provoking their anger. As Grom told Zuherd, Grom prefers to kill Zuherd's dragonthroat orcs who are at least strong rather than drunken dwarves.

But the Zuhead and Blackham brothers were unplanted—and Grom was so angry that they didn't dare to do anything with him. So Grom urged the Dragonthroat Orcs and Blackfang Orcs to hurry up and launch an attack on Dammod Fortress to end his boring trip.

Grom was overjoyed when the Dragonmaw Orcs and Blackfang's attack was thwarted, and he hoped that Orgrim had misjudged that the dwarves were not drunk, so that he might be able to train his fellow men before returning to Ironforge to duel the dwarven warrior.

Although Grom was a little disappointed to find out that it was not the dwarves but the human army that resisted the orc attack in the Dammod Fortress, the iron blood and fighting spirit of those human troops that followed made Grom extremely excited. After the Dragonthroat Orcs and Blackfang Orcs were defeated, Grom did not even laugh at their cowardice as usual, but went to the bottom of the Dammod Fortress as he did at the gates of Ironforge and provoked the enemies who were cowering in the castle.

These human armies, who have proved to be worthy warriors with their stubborn resistance, must have warriors among them who are qualified to duel themselves and then receive the honor of being split in half by their own "blood roar" - the greatest warrior ever made by the orcs, Grom Hell Roar thought as he roared even more insolently at the human army on the walls - come, come! Human warriors in the fortress, don't let me down! I stopped the Dragonthroat Clan and the Black Fang Clan from continuing their attacks, but I didn't let you shoot arrows like a girl across the walls!

Grom didn't know that the five arrows that shot at him like a wind, but were blocked by him with a "blood roar", were indeed shot at him by a "girl". At the head of the fortress of Dammod, Winlessa was feeling a little sad - in the castle of Alterac, Winlessa had lost a duel to Mograine in front of Arthas, and now her mortal bolt was so easily blocked by the orc.

Winlessa doesn't consider herself the best ranger, even though it's always been her dream and goal. Sister Aurelia and Sister Sylvanas, each of whom is far superior to Winlesa in archery. But Alsace was the only one, and Winlesa didn't want to show her weak side in front of him. Especially the thought that the poisonous woman didn't need to do anything to get Alsace's dependence and recognition, which made Wen Lesa feel even more aggrieved and unfair.

Arthas didn't notice Winresa's mental activity, instead staring at the orc beneath the fortress. In the original flow of time, Arthas's impression of the orcs had undergone a noticeable change - that is, these green-skinned monsters were in poor condition after the defeat.

The orc armies once destroyed the magical city of Dalaran and laid siege to the royal city of Lordaeron. Arthas can still vividly remember that the shadow of genocide had loomed over the entire royal city of Lordaeron—Ser Anduin Lothar, his father, King Terenus, and his teacher, Uther Lightbringer, each with a serious and worried look on their faces.

At that time, few thought that humanity could still be defeated - the reinforcements of Riptide might have arrived at the royal city of Lordaeron, but who could defeat the savage invaders on the plains of Talenmere, not to mention the aid of the Red Dragon. But suddenly the battle took a miraculous turn - the orc army retreated without a fight.

While the others were still rejoicing that they had survived, Ser Anduin Lothar led all the elite soldiers in King Lordaeron who could be mobilized, including the Iron Horse Brotherhood and the Knights of the Silver Hand, who were fledgling their lives, to launch a manhunt against the orcs.

Although Arthas was now certain that the leader of the orcs was a cunning enough adversary, in retrospect Sir Anduin Lothar had behaved recklessly and recklessly. But it seems that years of begging for the Light have finally paid off, and the orcs have lost their former ferocity and fled in all directions before Anduin Lothar's army.