At the end of July, when the hot summer season began, nearly 100,000 reinforcements arrived from south of the Mubohair River, and finally in the area of the Temple of Falling Blade in the Belka Hills, and the main force of the Fourth Legion of the Federation was rounded. At this time, even in the tundra wasteland of Orgrimmar, there is finally a little more warmth.

Taking advantage of this time, the soldiers of the Fourth Legion were not completely idle, and renovated the Temple of the Fallen Blade, which had been bombed into ruins, and built a typical intellectual alliance-style castle with its own magic tower, elemental observatory, and astrological platform. It looks like it's going to be stationed here for a long time. Only then did Lu Xi know that his deputy commander, the uncle of the laver family, Eamon? Lieutenant General Wilambat is actually a master of city building. It was with his presiding, a group of excellent mages and dwarven engineers who cooperated, and forced the coolies to work at all costs—they were all prisoners of war anyway, and they didn't feel sorry for all of them, that such a fortress was built in just three months.

"The lower officials have reported to the central government that they are going to name this fortress the Iron Rose Castle." The deputy commander of a handsome uncle-type scholar who has always been gentle and generous, said to Lu Xi with a smile: "This is the honor everyone deserves!" ”

Yes, it is said that it is named after the title of the legion, and it is an honor that belongs to all the soldiers of the legion, however, in essence, can't this also be regarded as the honor of Lu Xi and the Colorful Rose? The Rose Banner represents the lineage of the Great Sage of Laxis, representing all these famous Great Magisters in history.

It's really worthy of being a talent of the gate valve faction! If nothing else, at least in terms of the means of pulling relations, it can be called art.

Anyway, Lu Xi expressed his acceptance of the other party's affection. As long as he didn't end up flipping the table and had to meet each other, Lu Xi felt that he could still live in peace with this group of people.

Of course, this is when you are in a good mood.

At least for now, Lu Xi is in a good mood. He couldn't help but smile even more as he looked at the huge fortress - only the main building had been formed, and in addition, a large number of barracks, school yards, warehouses and other supporting facilities were still under construction, and then he looked at the six-pointed star military emblem of the Federation paved with various stones on the square in front of the main fortress, and the sky rose emblem of the Sixth Legion, and couldn't help but laugh even more.

"So, the central government means that we are going to stay here for a long time?" Lu Xi asked with a smile.

Lieutenant General Aemon paused for a moment, his tone remained unchanged, his expression still looked impeccable, and he nodded, "That's it." Your proposal to divide the Vizer Valley and the Belka Hills among the allies has been agreed in principle by the Senate. However, the elders believe that since it is unrealistic to completely destroy the orcs now, then they cannot ignore that Orgrimmar will once again become the source of turmoil in the world in the future. In this way, it is necessary for the Federation, as a member of the civilized nation of order, and as the guardian of the arcane truth, to maintain its necessary military presence on the front line of Orgrimmar, and to monitor the movements of the orcs after the war. Considering that the Fourth Legion is currently the most prestigious Iron Army and the most experienced in fighting the Orcs, such a task can only be entrusted to us. ”

"The proposal of the Senate, and not the ruling council?"

"The Senate is the representative of Parliament, which is the supreme governing and legislative body of the Federation, above the Governing Council. This is the foundation of the federation that is not easy to build for a long time! "He said so.

"Yes! The Parliament is the representative of all the citizens of the Federation, the beacon of human civilization for our democracy. Lu Xi squinted his eyes and smiled more clearly: "By the way, Turner? Master Wilambat seems to have just taken the oath in the Azure Palace last month to become the Supreme Speaker, right? I was taken care of by his old man in the capital at the beginning, and I only came to congratulate me at this time, is it a little late? ”

"You're so kind. It's just a very normal performance, where is the need to congratulate you? He also smiled quite happily, and dealt with Lu Xi with perfect grace.

"Eh, he, that's so, but the prestige of the Violet family as the number one wealthy family in the Federation can't be shaken this time, right?"

"Oh ha, you're kidding. The Violet family is just an ordinary mage family. Although it is true that it is the favor of the gods and the trust of the people that makes my family a little famous, this is the biggest motivation for us to serve the country and the people! ”

Well, if this kind of development continues, this kind of unnutritious official dialogue will not have any constructive results until tomorrow, so Lu Xi changed the topic slightly stiffly: "Speaking of which, it seems that the allies of the dwarves and elves are not nearby." ”

"This is one of the reasons why the lower officials need to report to you. In the last month, Lord Merrihir and His Highness Emmaria had already led the army out of the Temple of Fallen Blades and headed northeast, saying that you had arranged it in advance. ”

"Oh, really?" Lu Xi smiled very brightly, and this time it was completely sincere: "I feel relieved to hear that they have carried out my arrangement 100%. ”

I wonder if this sentence makes Aemon? Lieutenant General Wilambat was slightly misunderstood, and his smile was subtly stiff at this moment.

Of course, Lu Xi has reason to be happy, because he actually has a rather dark bad taste. And in this world, there is nothing more interesting than making a group of people who seem to have seen hope despair again. Just like Lu Xi said, an unruly fighting race like orcs must make the other party lose hope again and again, and when they are like monkeys who have been stupid and don't dare to go up to get bananas when they see them, that is when this race is completely tamed.

And at this moment, at the moment when the main forces of the coalition army's southern and central lines were united, the scene that made Lu Xi happy and made the orcs desperate again was staged in a place that was only a few days away from the Falling Blade Temple.

It is called the Frost Thorn Plain, and it is a very hardy black mountain thorn that grows all year round, and it spreads down from the Great Black Mountain. It can be used to weave into very strong ropes and baskets and the like. In addition, the cut thorns are quite burnable fuel as long as they are dehydrated, and the fruit can be refined into oil. Such an inconspicuous plant, but it can be described as full of treasures. The low temperatures of the subarctic zone dominate the climate, and even in summer, walking outdoors still exhales heavy moisture. Thus, the frost mist condensed on the roots of the plant, and thus gave it such a name with a somewhat cruel beauty.

For the orcs who live here, the cold gives them a strong body and an indomitable will, but the thorn fields nourished by the frost and mist provide them with another kind of necessities of life. Like the Belka Hills, the largest ranch of the orcs, Frostthorn is considered an integral part of Orgrimmar's Duel, its core hinterland. Now, however, it seems to be about to turn into a brutal death place.

Emerging from the mountain road of the Great Black Mountain, the "Skull Crusher" Gulok Khan, who finally took a breath on the Frostthorn Plain, looked at the mighty enemy army waiting for work in front of him, and looked at the head hanging on the flagpole not far away—it was Mogren, the Khan of the Frostthorn Clan—how desperate his heart was!

An army of dwarven hoplites and elven war dancers held all the main roads in the dark, but they couldn't tell how many men and horses there were. However, it is certain that the exhausted, hungry and cold remnants of less than 10,000 men under his command can never be an opponent.

The Frostthorn Clan is finished. Does that mean that what he feared most has also happened, the Wiese Wetlands and the Belka Hills in the south have been lost, and the Storm Clan and his friend "Son of the Wind" Thor are also more than lucky?

…… No, no, no, no, do I have any room to worry about other people? Grock smiled wryly. He couldn't imagine why the enemy had appeared at the exit of the underground passage built by the ancient Gelsas, blocking his way and waiting for his work, like hunters who had already laid a trap. And he is like a pathetic beast, no matter what method he struggles with, he can never break free from the hunt of the other party.

"We can't go back. Now, the whole army has run out of food, has been hungry for nearly two days, and has retreated to the ancient road, without supplies, and can only starve to death. The old troll witch doctor Augin said to Glock. This old witch doctor, who is already full of history and has completely looked down on everything, is also full of despair.

"So...... Can you only fight to the death? Grock sighed heavily. He had the nickname "Skull Crusher", and others thought he was a brave and fearless man. The so-called knowing that you are invincible, you must show your sword, even if you are chopped into scum, you must bite off a piece of meat from the other party's two poles, this is what you are talking about. However, how could such a two-pole really be good friends with a "Khan who is least like an orc" like Asog? In fact, he, like Asog and Thor, is a fairly new clan khan, and feels that if the orcs want to survive in this world, it is precisely when a major reform is needed. Such an innovator, of course, cannot be a puppet. Although he is almost one of the clan khans with the highest force value of Orgrimmar, he has always held the three principles of "do not fight meaningless battles", "do not fight battles without benefits", and "do not fight battles without a chance of winning".

But now, the choice is no longer in his hands.

"I had no choice. Scold...... What is it that is sacred that has forced me into this field? Grock smiled bitterly, his face full of unwillingness, but when he lifted his beheading broadsword, all that was left was determination and unyieldingness.

"Fight to the death!" Glock? The Skull Crusher yelled with his knife.

The remnants of the orc army, who had been hungry for two days, were once again raised their weapons and let out a roar of harmony under the call of this khan, which was really worthy of a fighting race.

Of course, although Grock said this, his purpose was not to fight to the death, but to break through with all his might. However, in this case, if there is no mortal heart, there is naturally no hope of survival.

Of course, Khan's judgment was correct, but unfortunately, the elves and dwarves on the opposite side were not prepared to give the orc general who launched a decisive charge a final moment of honor. In fact, they couldn't even hear what the orcs were shouting in the valley when they held the pass. The dwarven artillerymen naturally mechanically pulled the ropes behind the cannons, and the sudden boiling roar suddenly drowned out all the sounds in the valley. And before that, the elven hunters who occupied the high points had already begun to shoot.

Rushing to the front, with bright armor, magical aura flashing on his equipment, and his own flames of fighting spirit, the Gulok Khan was too conspicuous and soon became the target of the elven hunters. Almost at the same moment, more than fifty rifled sniper rifles fired at it.

As a result, one of the most heroic orc khans of our time was pierced by multiple bullets a few dozen meters away from the enemy at the pass. The special demon-piercing armor-piercing bullet easily pierced through the orc's armor and iron-like flesh, blasting a spiral-shaped spread wound in the body, and then burrowing out from behind. Instinctively, the Khan rushed forward two steps, but finally could not support the balance of his body, fell to the ground, twitched a few times unwillingly, the big knife left his hand, his hand tightly pulled the vines of the Black Mountain thorn on the ground, coughed up the blood and fragments of internal organs, and then passed away in a rather ugly posture.

It wasn't a hero's death, but the elves and dwarven warriors present had no fluctuation in their hearts. They just mechanically pulled the trigger and harvested the orc armies batch after batch. When, after several rounds of artillery fire and platoon of guns, when the corpses were piled up and the enemy could not reach them, even the most fearless fighters completely lost the courage to fight. At this time, the dwarves and elves pressed over with their battle axes and swords, and cut down the enemy who had lost their ability to resist like grass.

“…… This simply cannot be considered a war. That guy is right, when the power of the times is in our hands, the enemy is facing a slaughter. The little dwarf princess sighed so emotionally.

"But will the power of the times always be in our hands?" Merry Hill said worriedly. Although the battle was completely one-sided, she couldn't be happy at all.

The two of them, one big and one small, glanced at each other, only to feel that the future would be chaotic, which was terrifying. At least at this time, though, they are the winners.

On July 27, 1226, the last elite orcs who broke through from the front line of the Mubohair River, after two months of trekking through mountains and ancient roads, plunged headlong into the pocket formation of the dwarven and Norda elven armies, and finally wiped out their entire army. The Skullcrusher Gullock Khan, the Chief Witch Doctor Augin? Shamu and others died in the chaos, plus the "Blood-Eyed Lion King" Shalek and the old Khan Kruza, who died on the banks of the Mubohair River, it can be said that Orgrimmar's huge southern front army no longer exists.

By now, apart from the defenders of the Thunder Bluff Fortress and the Golden Horde, the entire Orgrimmar General would no longer be able to send a single soldier.

"In addition to mixing, it is always necessary to talk about credibility. I mean, if you want to let their whole family die, I mean, if you don't let them go, you can't let them go. You see, Artoria, I'm not fooling you. Lu Xi, who received the good news, said that he was very proud. At this moment, he finally had a sense of accomplishment in strategizing and winning thousands of miles away. I have to say that this feeling of using IQ to play with all the enemies between applause is actually addictive.

“…… However, how did Lu Xi know where the enemy troops who broke through would come from? Artoria wondered.

This, well, is a map left by a teacher's mother! She is the last remnant of the Gelsar people, and she is the one who knows all the relics of the Gelsala Empire. I don't know why she gave the map to the teacher, and I don't know why the teacher kept the map in the library in the dark, but it did cheapen me.

On 15 August, the Allied Southern Front, commanded by Artoria (nominally) and Luci (de facto), finally reached the Golden Horde in the heart of Orgrimmar. The army easily swept away a small number of defenders. The golden tent, the nine-colored dakh, and the holy gold totem, which represented the supreme royal domination of the orcs, all became the trophies of the coalition army.

However, Lu Xi knew that the current Golden Horde was just an empty shelf, and the one in the Thunder Cliff was the main one. Only by capturing that ancient fortress can this war be considered a complete success.

On 8 September, armed with the booty collected from the Golden Horde and the heads of important orc generals such as Gullock, Thor, and Shaleg, the Southern Coalition finally arrived at the Thunder Bluff Fortress to join the main force of the Nord army under the personal command of Emperor Otto. At that moment, the army that approached the Thunder Cliff Fortress suddenly exceeded 200,000, completely surrounding it and making it so impenetrable that not even a single fly could fly out.

…… Of course, at this moment, in the Thunder Cliff Fortress, the "Heart of the Dragon" Asog, and in the coalition army Lu Xi, it is difficult to say whose mood is a little more tormented.