Miracles are called miracles because most people have heard of them but have not seen them.

If Orgrim can lead the tribe to a comeback in this situation, then this in itself cannot be called a miracle.

What's that called?

If you don't lock blood, you won't play!

Welcome to the Gravehead Hub, the First Chieftain of the Great Chief.

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The glory and dignity of the orcs, and the sense of identity from the race, drove Orgrim to make the decision to divide his troops to return to the Dark Gate, and even took a ride with the Fireblade Clan, and almost all the Juggernauts who were loyal to him.

Orgrim did what the Great Chief of the Tribe should do.

There is only one thing left ———— live.

Two years ago, the 80,000 Alliance troops were just chickens and dogs, and the tribe's army only needed to be pressed up, and those humans were all finished, and none of them wanted to run.

However, time has passed, and it is the tribe and the orcs who have cultivated the monster of the alliance with their own hands.

When Orgrim led the death-determined orcs all the way to counterattack, the alliance did not resist and delay the enemy as expected.

It is true that the tribal orcs now rely on only a wave of indignation and fighting spirit, and the longer it drags on, the better it will be for the alliance.

But like the hardest stone in the dunghill, Tulayan chose the toughest way to deal with it.

If you want to fight, then fight!

Don't get out of the dark swamp, go back!

At the height of the battle, the orcs broke through the Alliance's last fortifications seven times, only to be pushed back by the humans. When the fortress was lost, Tulayan even detonated the munitions depot to pull on the orc's back.

There was no tentative attack, no redeployment of troops, no rotation of replacements.

Under the incendiary lines of [The Last Battle], all the Alliance soldiers knew one thing: when the enemy is dead, they can live.

Azeroth exists with less to win more, and lack never defeats the weak over the strong.

When fear cannot spread, when humanity suppresses its fear of the tribe of acquaintances, even if Orgrim is at the forefront, it cannot change the foreseeable fate.

Destiny is established!

Orcs, I can't hold it anymore.

The fear of a tragic fate drove the orcs to their last potential, and the frenzy of the battle drove the orcs to die and the tribe to break through.

But the world is material, and the life of the orcs is also alive, they have to drink water when they are thirsty, and they have to eat meat when they are hungry, and in the long blockade of the alliance, the orcs are no longer the orcs they were at the beginning.

The high morale of the orcs can temporarily ignore the exhaustion of the body, and the stimulation of blood donation can make the warriors forget the pain of injury and illness.

But the fierce orcs are facing an enemy who is also willing to die.

Just as the mountain pass behind Stoneard blocked the way to the Dark Gate, so did the Coalition's defenses that locked the orcs from surviving.

The mountain pass, which is less than three kilometers wide, is densely packed with alliance flags, and breaking through the mountain pass, Orgrim is sure that the orcs will turn the newly recovered Elwyn region into a red land.

However, the tribe at this moment is like a fly in a glass jar———— the future is bright, but there is no way out.

Orgrim is facing one of the most powerful armies of humanity in the last millennium, an army of revenge aimed at destroying the orcs.

The great chief of the tribe judged at the first time with his rich experience that the only way for orcs to survive was to fight hard, blood, and death.

Only by breaking through the blockade of the alliance regardless of casualties can the tribe have room to turn around.

It's a pity that Orgrim's opponent is Tulayan, the brightest rising star in the alliance, and in words that ordinary people can understand, he is the most ironclad general at the head of the alliance.

No general will squeeze tens of thousands of troops together like bricks, and once the front army collapses, the soldiers in the rear who know nothing will be crushed in confusion, that is, the so-called defeat like a mountain.

But that's what Tulayan did.

Not only did he do it, but he did it perfectly.

Responding to the Orc's counterattack with the toughest posture, Tulayan saw Orgrim's efforts as the Horde's dying throes.

When the first offensive of the orcs was contained, in fact, the generals on both sides understood that this long war was over.

Orgrim did not give up his desire for victory, and Tulayan did not allow the alliance to be in turmoil again.

A fierce battle lasted for three days, from day to night, from night to dusk, from rainy days to bright sunshine, from gentle drizzle to thunder roaring.

Tulayan fought on the front line until the orcs began to crumble.

At this moment, he finally understood what it means to have more people than he wants.

The army sent by Carlos to attack Stoneard was not the last straw that broke Orgrim's, and the warriors of these alliances arrived in Stoneard only five days after Armageddon.

The orcs had already abandoned their fortresses.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the Alliance, the orcs abandoned the ready-made path and went deep into the swamp, scattered into small groups and escaped into the depths of the mountains.

Enough is enough.

Orcs who lack food and clothing, orcs who have lost their organization......

The tribe is finished.

According to rough estimates, Orgrim led more than 40,000 orcs north, killed more than 20,000 in battle, and surrendered more than 10,000, even if Stoned's old, weak, sick and pregnant are added, the number of fleeing orcs will not exceed 5,000.

Enough is enough, nature will replace the alliance to sanction those orcs.

This time, the war is really over.

A reckless battle to the death, the alliance side can also be called a nerve-wracking one.

However, Tulayan sent reinforcements and supplies to the Dark Gate as soon as possible.

The majestic Gate of Darkness stood there quietly, neither small nor humble.

Khadgar rushed to the dust, feeling the surging magic emanating from the dark gate, and couldn't help but praise Carlos.

"You're doing the right thing, it's a dangerous thing to rush through the dark door, let me study it."

No one doubted that the Union would lose the war.

But when victory does come, many people have a sense of unreality.

Win? Really win!

In front of this magnificent dark door, under this profound magical power, who dares to claim to be the victor.

When the news of the Alliance's success reached Lordaeron, the people cheered, and Dalaran and Silvermoon City were ecstatic.

But under the Dark Gate, Carlos stares into the abyss on the other side of the world, and on the Dark Gate, Chromie confronts Medivan.

"You shouldn't be here, Guardian."

"But here I am."

"You shouldn't have come."

"I have to come."

"Leave, this world doesn't need you to protect it anymore."

"Chromie, I've heard of you, you're too conceited."

"Conceited? No, this is the inevitable choice of all worldlines, astral mage, didn't you hear the call of the stars? ”

"I heard, when I was resurrected, when I was truly myself, I understood my mission. Bronze Dragon, manipulating fate is no longer your prerogative, and so can I now. ”

"If you can also see the trajectory of fate, you shouldn't be here."

"The Dark Door must be closed, or when this Gate drains Draenor, our world will be destroyed next. I'm one of its creators, and I know what kind of monster it is. ”

“……”

Seeing that Chromie was lost in thought, Medivan also took a step back.

"There's still time, let's all think about it. But the bronze dragon, time is not running out, the war of mortals has ended, and the war belonging to the monsters has not stopped. I respect Nozdom and all the efforts of your Bronze Dragon Legion. But don't keep me waiting too long. ”

In the dark, Maddie Culture departed as a raven.