Fate, like a mischievous cat, has turned the situation on the Burning Plains into a mess.

If there really is a God in Azeroth, then from his/her point of view, you will find that the scales of victory and defeat are so flat at this moment. Ogrim. Benwei Lu and Anduin. There is only a crooked distance between winning and losing between five and five openings.

To put it bluntly, whoever strikes the whole army first in the "RUA" wave will win an unprecedented victory.

But the tribe because of Red. The betrayal of the black hand discouraged the army, and Orgrim kept summoning his men to appease the army, while dealing with the harassment of the alliance, while stabilizing the defense line and waiting for backup. Not to mention F2A, even the defensive counterattack is very difficult.

As for the alliance, their own people know their own affairs. The previous twilight offensive was too hard, Red. The black hand is too real, the 30,000 army has suffered more than half of the casualties at the moment, and the 3,000 cavalry sent by Lothar and the 3,000 infantry after that, a full 6,000 people are the last living force of the alliance on the Burning Plains. Although the fortress can still squeeze out about 6,000 more people after deducting the disability, but Lothar is not mentally retarded, and he will not treat Orgrim as a brain wreck, in case the tribe sees that the strong outside the alliance is tired and tired, and a backhand left hook and right hook to provoke my people are in danger, isn't it an alliance pill? What's more, Uther's reinforcements are about to be returned to Red in Blackstone Mountain. The black hand is stuck in the road......

No one dares to fight.

So for a whole day, the troops of the alliance attacked in various shows, shouting that the tribal pigs dared to fight, but they didn't really fight, and the tribe only retreated for less than five miles. When it was about to get dark, only the light horsemen who were watching were left, and the others returned to the fortress to rest. Ogrim was left torn aside.

To withdraw or not to withdraw, it is a question.

Morale, this magical thing that can't be seen or touched, is really TMD metaphysics.

At the beginning, relying on the deeds of the explosion of Stormwind City, the morale of the tribe was like a rainbow, all the way aaaa!! To Hilbride, to the city of Lordaeron, to the human race to prepare for the orc Taijun to leave. As a result, Gul'dan betrayed his teammates in a wave, and the orcs were defeated. But as far as the facts are concerned, south of the Palatine Bay at that time, the main force of the tribe still existed, and the number of troops was much higher than that of the alliance's expeditionary force. If the orcs regroup as soon as possible and use the wetlands as the first front line, the alliance and the horde will at least be ruled across the sea. But what was the Horde doing at that time? Questioning Orgrim.

What is Orgrim doing? Busy uniting the tribes.

The end result was that the Coalition pushed the front several thousand miles south to the Burning Plains.

This is the most obvious manifestation of morale.

But if you don't know the price of firewood and rice, Lothar may be the human who understands Orgrim best, and the leader of the horde's terrible alliance.

The tribe must be constantly oppressed, and the orcs must not be given time to recuperate!

In layman's terms, the advantage is not pushed up, and sooner or later it will be overturned.

This is also Lothar's support for Carlos within the league. Barov's reason.

Only the alliance that has really fought with the tribe on the front line of the battlefield knows the horror of the orc race.

Successive defeats intensified the contradictions within the orcs, and suspicion and internal friction weakened the fighting power of the tribe.

Once the orcs reunite their wills, the recovery of Stormwind will be a joke.

So, against the backdrop of night and campfires, the Alliance and Horde generals/overseers are all blushing and arguing about the same topic———— what to do next?

On the side of the alliance, the retreat must be retreated, this battle was really tragic, one-third of the soldiers were killed, and nearly one-third of the soldiers were wounded, and for the first time in the long time since Lothar led the troops to fight, the number of cavalry in his hands exceeded the number of infantry. But how to withdraw, this is a big problem.

The way back was blocked, Uther didn't know when he would arrive, there were 100,000 backups on the Iron Fort side but he couldn't go to the front line at all, so it was impossible for the injured and sick people on the scene to let it go. One wrong step, and a victorious retreat can turn into a tragic rout.

The life of the tribe is not easy either, at best, after the two or five boys are gone, Orgrim's control over the orcs should have increased. But it's still the same old problem, the number of Blackstone Orcs has been greatly reduced, and the big chiefs of the tribe have some less harmonious thoughts.

Orgrim, what kind of man?

Perhaps not many people know that in addition to the majestic name of the Hammer of Destruction, Orgrim also has a not-so-glorious title - "The Dark Arrow Hurts".

Orgrim is one of the few outliers among the orcs who are good at using stratagem, and almost no orc can match Orgrim in scheming. This is evidenced by the frequent ambushes and sneak attacks in the battles commanded by the great Hammer of Doom.

Garona is not a dick, a peerless assassin who kills in an instant, the embodiment of shadow and darkness, not just caught by Orgrim and hung up and beaten.

Gul'dan is not a dick, the founder of the Shadow Council, the absolute boss among warlocks, a demagogic expert, and not yet a submissive person suppressed by Orgrim.

At the height of the orcs, Orgrim was still able to accept the surrender of the human Belt and Road Party.

At the height of the Battle of Hillbride, Orgrim almost broke the city of Lordaeron with his troops.

Even when the tribe was in defeat, Orgrim was able to turn the tide once again and crush the soon-to-be-shattered tribe into a circle.

Such a great chief is worth following, and such an enemy is incomparably terrifying.

The rude orc image hides the truth of the facts.

Orgrim is a skilful warrior.

As long as Orgrim hasn't given up hope, the tribe has the chance of turning the tables around.

So is it to retreat to the camp to further integrate the tribe, or ......

Orgrim left the Overseers bickering, and was preoccupied with the issue.

This time, in this battle, from a tactical point of view, the orcs seemed to have lost. But strategically, the Horde won.

After calming down, Orgrimmar realized that he had thought something wrong.

What is the purpose of this expedition?

Ostensibly to drive the alliance out of the Burning Plains, but secretly to persuade Red. The Black Hand returns to the Horde.

So the result?

The Alliance's war fortress was shattered, and Red. The black hand waved himself.

It can be said that the secret purpose of the face has been concluded, and Ogrim's battle is not a loss.

After thinking about this, Ogrim thought even more, so he made the same mistake that all smart people make———— thinking too much.

Whether it is a battle or a retreat, Orgrim has chosen a seemingly stable middle path, etc.

The Overseers couldn't come to an end, and Orgrim pretended to cook it.

So let's stay in place and wait for backup, don't be there, we'll do more.

So the next day, throughout the day, the tribe that had a conclusion showed a very high level of action, those who should be looking for water continued to find water, and those who should fight with the alliance dogs continued to fight, and in order to reduce the consumption of food, Orgrim even divided a team to escort the wounded soldiers back to the camp and urged reinforcements by the way.

A fateful day was wasted by Orgrim.

On the third day, the big event happened———— Nefarian, the prince of the black dragon, "returned from his wounds" and went to war against the red, green and blue alliance.

Orgrim and Lothar stared at each other.