24. It's like a dream

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At least for the uninformed.

It is an open secret that Orc's Great Chieftain Orgrim Hammer has exhausted his efforts to maintain the unity of the tribe, but everyone knows that after a series of failures, the current Orgrim is almost unable to maintain his chieftain majesty, and the most important evidence is that in several discussions on the future strategy of the tribe, the chiefs of many tribes, represented by the two sons of the Black Hand, have begun to voice various objections.

The Shadow Council, led by Talon Bloodfiend, has enslaved the Dragonthroat Clan of the Red Dragons, and the Black Hand Clan of the Red Brothers has become one of the three major powers that are not under Orgrim's control. As for the loyal Warsong tribe, there is also a discordant voice within the clan, which is only barely stable under the suppression of Glomarsh, but it has long been unable to be a force to rely on.

And in this moment of crisis, the appearance of the traitor Garissus from the Alliance undoubtedly allowed the exhausted Hammer of Doom to find a chance that seemed to be able to solve the crisis - after all, both the previous Alterac and the current Garrissus have proved that the Alliance on the other side is not a monolith, if you can get any news from this well-known Alliance traitor in front of you......

With this expectation in mind, Doomhammer decided to host the traitor on a high note. Not only are the powerful bosses of the tribe going to greet them now, but even the Hammer of Doom has prepared a title for the other party as the "Clan Chief", of course, the chief of a servant clan similar to the Hammer Ogre. Doomhammer believed that such a courtesy would be enough to make the traitor grateful, and at the same time create a chance for himself to defeat the Alliance.

With that hope in mind, Orgrim set out on a journey to meet Garethus.

Then, he never came back.

The strong man who once defeated the black hand, and at the same time led the tribe to the highest peak, but also suffered a major blow, and the great chieftain who was accompanied by the merit was assassinated by the other party when he met with Garissus. It seemed to be a contest of great disparity, but it ended in the victory of Garissus.

Orgrim Doomhammer died silently, in a filthy conspiracy.

But for the Horde, the struggle has only just begun.

The selection method of the Great Chief is very simple, you only need to step forward and challenge and win, then you can become the next Great Chief. The former black hand, the newly dead Orgrim, all became the Great Chief in this way. There are many great chieftains who have died in battle in history, but often it is when the war is at a critical juncture, and at this time, the person who can stand up and lead the tribe to victory can also become the next great chief.

But Ogrim's way of death was to be assassinated.

Because he was assassinated, the current tribe and the alliance are only in a state of confrontation, so there is no process of taking over the command in the war. Also because he was assassinated, no one was able to defeat the Hammer of Doom in a duel, leaving the Chieftain's successor an open question.

Or some people say that it would be nice to find the most powerful person, like Glomarsh.

Perhaps such an offer would have been possible before the Horde had acquired a large area of Azeroth, before the Horde had captured the Temple of Karabo, before the Horde had drunk the blood of demons. However, after the rebellion against the Draenei, the construction of the Dark Gate, and the destruction of the kingdom of Azeroth, and having a place in this rich world different from Draenor, the chiefs of the tribe have long since lost their original purity in the Nagrand steppes, and their hearts are more ruled by infinitely expanded ambition than the simplicity and bravery in their blood.

Master the tribe and at the same time master the world.

No one can resist this temptation. So, coincidentally, the powerful factions of the tribe began to prepare with great fanfare, although they have not yet started a war, but the distance between their hearts has long been like heaven and earth. Almost the day after the Hammer of Doom was assassinated, Talon Bloodfiend led the Death Knights in an attack on Garissus, who was trying to flee back to the Alliance area, and decapitated him and hung it on a flagpole outside the town of Southsea.

"Compared with fighting for the position of the chief, avenging the old chief is the duty of the tribe's people!"

With this slogan in mind, Talon Bloodfiend and the Shadow Council presided over the funeral of the Hammer of Doom. To the surprise of all the other tribesmen, the Shadow Council, who had been ostracized for abandoning the shamanic path and turning to the Shadows, had come to the funeral in full accordance with the orc traditions, and even the Talon Blood Demons and Death Knights, who had already died, did not show the ugliness of shadow spells.

"We are just a group of people who are exploring for the future of our people, and the shadow spell is just a tool, and it does not mean that we have turned our backs on the ancestral spirits. As dead people, we don't want to interfere in the affairs of our fellow tribesmen, and after settling the old chief's aftermath, the Shadow Council is willing to follow the leadership of the trusted chief and do our part for the future of the tribe. ā€

After such a statement, the Shadow Council really led its own forces and some scattered tribes to leave Nanhai Town, the current center of tribal power, and instead crossed the sea to Minehir Harbor, where they were stationed in this former human harbor while acting as if they were closed and unintentional.

After the departure of a large number of Death Knights and Warlocks, as well as most of the scattered tribesmen with little strength, the other forces that had lost their shackles could not help but start to move. Just three days after the departure of the Talon Bloodfiend, Red Black Hand suddenly declared war on the Warsong Clan, and Glomash relied on his own bravery to fight his way out of the siege, but he was exhausted and could not even cross the sea to join the Talon Bloodfiend, and finally disappeared in the wilderness of Hillsbrad.

And without the suppression of the Warsong Clan, the internal fighting of the tribe also escalated, and on the fifth day after the collapse of the Warsong Clan, the Dragonthroat Clan suddenly announced its withdrawal from the tribe. At this time, the Warsong tribe was defeated, and the Red brothers, who considered themselves the masters of the tribe, naturally could not tolerate this situation, and the two sides immediately started a big battle in the sea south of Nanhai Town. The Black Hand brothers have eighty percent of the tribe's military strength, while the Dragon's Throat tribe has the killer feature of the Red Dragon, and the combat power of the two sides is indistinguishable, and the final result is also a tie with each other. However, compared to the Black Hand Clan, the Dragonroar Clan was completely excluded from the center of the tribe because of this battle, and had to return to the base in Grimbaatar to hibernate, and in the battle for the big chief of the tribe, they still lost after all.

And the Red brothers, who absorbed the war song and defeated the dragon's roar, naturally became the final victors. They triumphantly claim that the Black Hand Clan has regained power over the Blackstone Clan and the Horde's Grand Chieftain, and in this name issue a summoning order to the Talon Blood Demon and the Dragonmaw Clan, declaring that "a decisive battle with the Alliance will begin next spring." ā€

The Dragonthroat Clan naturally didn't bother to pay attention to him, but the Talon Blood Demon did not shirk at all, and began to mobilize the army at the same time as receiving the summoning order, and formed a joint army with the orcs of the small tribe as the main members, and set off from Minahir Harbor to Nanhai Town to support the Red brothers' spring battle plan.

The Talon Bloodfiend's honest loyalty pleased the Red brothers, but the Alliance wouldn't just tremble behind the fortress as they expected. So, when they heard the news that Admiral Prodmore had repelled the fleet of the Talon Blood Demon and completely blocked the surface shipping routes in the south, the Red brothers suddenly realized that the power in their hands seemed to be no match for the alliance on the opposite side.

However, this time it was too late.

The Alliance's counterattack was fierce and decisive, coming from Dalaran, the Azeroth Exiles, and Lordaeron, the army of Fort Riptide launched a general attack on the Horde with an invincible momentum, and in this long-brewing decisive battle, the Red brothers witnessed the power of the Alliance: deafening cannons, brave and powerful roars, ubiquitous blades, powerful and unreasonable spells, in just one week, every inch of South Sea Town was cut off by naval guns and spells, and the Red brothers also experienced a week's nightmare, In this nightmare, the horde is no longer invincible, the strength of the warriors cannot resist the wrath of the enemy, and the brave charge will only bring the end of death, the pride of the past is not worth mentioning here, and the glory of the past is now more like the ridicule of the enemy, gnawing at the heart of every tribe member.

Horde, failed.

Led by the Red brothers, the tribe began to flee in a hurry, captured and killed countless along the way, and when they finally crossed the Sador Bridge and came to the wetlands, there were only three thousand orcs left who could still follow the Red brothers.

At this critical moment, it was Talon Bloodfiend who stepped forward, and although he was defeated on the sea, the small and medium-sized tribes united under his leadership have now become a rare and valuable new force for the tribe. Completely unconditionally coerced, he generously accepted the defeated army of the Red brothers, and at the same time began to lead the people to transfer, abandoning the port of Minehir, which would be caught by the alliance's maritime superiority, and instead defected to Grombaatar, and personally negotiated with the Dragonthroat Clan, hoping that the other party would put aside their prejudices and reunite at this critical moment, so as to avoid the complete destruction of the tribe.

As for the Red brothers, they naturally did not have the face to continue to call themselves chiefs at this time, and under the leadership of the Talon Blood Demon, everyone unanimously elected a little-known small tribesman Jubiters to become the new Great Chief. The tribe then continued southward, abandoning the wetlands and Kazmodan, which were unfavourable for defense, and came to the part of the Blackstone Mountains to re-establish the defensive line. In the process, the Blood Ring Clan and the Chewing Bone Clan, which had previously been in the south, also came north, and the tribe also took advantage of this to regain an advantage in strength - a defensive advantage.

The pursuit of defensive superiority was simply unimaginable humiliation for the previous tribe, but now, it has become the consensus of the tribe. During these years of war, it was not only the ambitions of the tribes that were changed, but also their perceptions.

Of course, for the tribe itself, the bigger, or most radical change, is that the people who now hold the powerful power of the tribe are no longer the Hammer of Doom, the Red brothers, or now the "Great Chief" Jubiters......

It's the deceased who was previously excluded and has been outside the center of power, the death knight Talon Bloodfiend.