"Your Royal Highness, Prince Alsace, the army of Sir Lothar and Uther seems to have stopped. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Mograine stood on the edge of the Red Dragon Queen's back, looking out at the human army on the ground.

"It's okay, leave them alone...... Hurry up, Your Excellency, why are you slower than the orcs?" Arthas didn't want to bother with such trifles, and he urged the Red Dragon Queen to swoop and breathe dragon breath again and again, dispel the tendency of the orcs to gather together, and drive them to continue their wild run towards the sea.

"You've gone too far! I haven't eaten since I left Grimbaatar, and it's a miracle that I'm still able to fly in the sky!" retorted the Red Dragon Queen aloud - what does this little human imp know, spitting flames is very physically demanding!

"Okay, okay, when this war is over, I promise you can have a good time!" Arthas knew that she couldn't push this psychopathic queen into a hurry, and although she was very tolerant when it didn't involve chastity//, if it angered her, she would not do it now, and it would be the Alliance side who suffered, after all, the orcs still had considerable power.

"Really, then I'm going to eat ......" As the Red Dragon Queen chattered about the delicacies, she had driven the orcs to the southernmost stretch of the Arathi Heights, the Gulf of Fadil, which was dotted with underwater reefs.

Thanksgiving to the Light, it's finally coming to an end--Arthas had to hold Frost Sorrow's little hand tightly and let out such an exclamation in his heart--It's terrible, it's just a psychotic queen, how can you know so much about the delicacies that humans are used to cooking?

However, standing on the back of the Red Dragon Queen and chasing her enemies, watching them run for their lives like a frightened herd, Arthas couldn't help but remember that he had ridden Sindagossa and done something similar when he was in Northrend, and of course, at that time, Frostmourn was not a pretty maiden, but a talking, cold magic sword.

O Sindagosa...... Arthas gripped Frost Sorrow's soft, cold little hand tightly, and felt a hint of nostalgia - where are you now?

The orcs were in disarray on the seashore - Kilrog had long since abandoned his people and fled the battlefield first, Orgrim had turned back and charged the human pursuers and broke away from the orc brigade, and the other clans had no chieftain here, and the important people who acted as chieftains did not have the courage to bring the orcs together, whether it was to escape or fight back, at least one definite direction.

Without hesitation, the swimming orcs plunged headlong into the sea, swimming in the wind and waves towards the looming opposite shore, the narrowest part of the entire Endless Sea, where the continent of Azeroth was split in two, and the turbulent current swept away many orcs who did not know the height of the sky in an instant.

Boiling roars and roars resounded through the seashore, and no one would have believed that not long ago, the orcs had passed through the strait in a majestic manner through the Frost Road, and now they were trampling each other in embarrassment and drowning in the depths of the water.

Speaking of the Frost Path, where did Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knights go?

On the sea, not far from the shore, a group of shadows dressed in dark red or black plate armor and cloaked in capes gathered to watch the chaotic orc legions on the shore - none other than Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knights.

"Bloodfiend, what should we do?" one of his subordinates approached Tyrone's side and asked in a whisper - although the body is the body of the Stormwind Knights, the souls of these Death Knights are the souls of orcs, or rather, the souls of the Shadow Council.

These Death Knights were evil orc warlocks, and they did not feel the slightest sympathy or grief for the imminent death of their people, whose evil forces had long since corrupted their hearts - the pure, nature-yearning hearts of shamans.

However, the reason why these Death Knights stayed here was because they had a spell that could save the orcs from the "Frost Path". Beneath their feet, a white/flowery/flowery, faintly pale blue block of ice exudes an icy chill above the water, and with this spell they can walk freely on the water.

Tyrone Bloodseeker is an evil warlock, but he's also an orc, and as he says, letting the tribe win is what he really wants.

Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knights eventually joined the fray, and although the dwarven griffon knights posed a threat to them, the Death Knights had an overwhelming advantage in the local battlefield.

Just as Tyrone Bloodseeker was about to launch a final assault on the dwarven griffin knights, the dragon appeared, and the tide of battle was reversed, but when he saw Kilrog fleeing and Orgrim leaving his command, Tyrone Bloodfiend gave up his last effort and joined the fleeing orc army.

Thanks to their physical strength, the Death Knights were the first to reach the seashore and then to the sea, stopping here and not immediately returning to Palatine Bay because Tyrone Bloodseeker wanted to do something for the Horde.

"Give up...... Let's go back. Tyrone Bloodfiend hesitated to abandon his fellow men, hesitating to build a path of frost for his fellow citizens following Orgrim's previous plan, but reason stopped him.

The Frost Path wasn't as strong as it could have been, and it couldn't even withstand alerting the larger ogres, so only the smaller ogres took part in the battle, and the larger ones remained in Baladine Bay.

At the same time, the orc army had to walk carefully as they passed through the Frost Path to stabilize it, and a swarm of bees like this would surely collapse the Frost Path in a matter of minutes.

Tyrone Bloodfiend hesitated because the orcs had not been able to stabilize the order, and it was only when he saw the dragon in the sky that he finally decided to abandon his compatriots.

Before leaving, Tyrone Bloodseeker glanced back at the orcs in the confusion. These Death Knights and Orgrim have a blood feud, and if Orgrim hadn't killed them, they wouldn't have become the half-dead creatures they are now.

But Tyrone Bloodfiend has been reconciling the Death Knights with Orgrim, as he believes that the orcs can achieve more victories under Orgrim's leadership.