"Orcs! Orcs! ”

After convincing the Cenarion Expeditionary Force and himself to go north to eradicate the demons, the Alliance forces made their way north, however, while passing through Blade's Edge Mountain, they encountered an army of the Horde. The vanguard hurriedly returned and reported the situation to Varian.

"How many, how many of them?"

In the tent, the guards panted and reported, while Varian sat in his command seat, calmly asking.

"Thousands, immeasurable."

The guard said in a panic.

"Tell me, the exact location of the orcs."

Varian ordered.

The guard panted and walked over to the map of the Great Tent. They were about to point out the place where they had met the tribe, but their throats were stuck because of their dry mouth.

"Give him a jug of water."

Varian immediately shouted.

After more than ten seconds, everyone watched the guard drink the water from the pot before they began to talk about what they had encountered two days earlier.

"In an unknown valley, we have spotted an orc force. It should be said that it was a tribal army, and they set up camp in the gorge, and the camp stretched from the valley floor to the mountain, and it was very large. At this scale, we roughly estimate that there are at least fifty thousand orcs stationed there. In addition to the orcs, there are also a number of trolls and a small number of minotaurs. ”

"What else is there to offer?"

Varian continued.

"Yes, and also, the camp looks not only large, but also very well-equipped, with tall lookouts and heavy weapons launch towers. Small streams in the valley flow through there, providing water for the tribe. Also, outside the camp, we saw some strange corpses. They have been air-dried, but a small part can be identified as the remains of demons. ”

The guard replied earnestly. Tell Varian everything they had encountered two days ago. The alliance officers at the long table exchanged heads and talked about each other.

"Demons?"

Luo Ning asked in surprise.

"Yes, despite the distance, it is certain that it is the remains of a demon soldier by the outer outline. But the remains were very close to the tribe's camp. Without an order, we did not dare to go down and pick it up, and the tribal watchtower could see us at any time. ”

The guard replied nervously. For fear that Varian would blame him for his poor detection.

But Varian did not blame him, but praised the soldier - "You did a good job, yes, no orders, don't take risks, the first rule of the scout is not to expose himself." ”

As he spoke, Varian frowned and fixed his gaze on the massive map of the Outlands on the wall. Blade's Edge Mountain, a mountainous region full of sharp rocks, is rough and barren, like the barren lands of Karimdor and Orgrimmar.

"Why are the tribes here?"

Varian muttered to himself. His eyes were fixed on the vast map of the Outlands, contemplating the current situation of the war.

"What you should consider is why there are demon corpses outside the orc camp."

Ronin said.

"Could it be that they're fighting the Burning Legion too?"

Varian continued.

"It's not impossible. Demons once enslaved the orcs, and now, under Thrall's leadership, it makes sense for the tribe to fight back against the legion. ”

Ares added. Everyone said a word, and the whole situation seemed more and more complicated. An outland, with five forces involved, Shattrath, Illidan, Alliance, and the Burning Legion, and now one more tribe. The various factions were disconnected, and with Ares and Varian at the heels, the Alliance managed to form an alliance with Illidan against the Burning Legion, while Shattrath remained neutral, and now, another tribe had been added. How to deal with the relationship with the tribe has become a difficult problem at the moment.

From Varian's standpoint, he was once captured by the Horde and worked as a gladiator, and his hatred for the orcs could not be erased. But now that the Horde is fighting against the Burning Legion again, if the Alliance starts a war against the Horde at this time, the small Blade Mountain will become a state of three-way melee.

"Your Majesty, do you want to order the legion to attack the tribal camp?"

While everyone was talking about each other, General Marcus of the Alliance. Jonathan asked Varian this tricky question.

"Don't do it yet, find out the overall strength of the tribe. Maybe they don't just have one camp. I need to first understand whether there is still a tribal army in the entire Blade Mountain, and even the entire Outlands. In addition, a strong assault will definitely not work, and even the Burning Legion will not be able to capture their camp, proving how solid the fortress's defenses are. ”

Varian frowned in thought, then continued—

"Have the scouts find the source of that creek in the tribal camp."

"Varian, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Varian's thoughtful look, Ares asked with some concern.

"As a last resort, I will gather my army and besiege this beast. and cut off their water sources. ”

Varian's expression suddenly became serious. Ares knew that the king of Stormwind was about to attack the Horde again.

"Let's get to the bottom of the situation, Varian, it's too complicated here. If the Horde is also fighting against the demons, against the Burning Legion, then it may not be wise for us to use troops against the Horde at this time. The Burning Legion is a cunning and ferocious character, and once we go to war with the Horde at this time, they can hide behind it, gather strength, and wait until we are exhausted from the Horde before they emerge and annihilate us in one fell swoop. ”

Ares said. You can see that Luo Ning on the side is also nodding slightly, this archmage has dealt with tribes, and he is even a comrade-in-arms with the orc warrior Brooks, and Luo Ning's opinion on orcs can be said to be mixed.

"Well, I know this, brother, the threat of the Burning Legion and the threat of the Horde, which is lighter and which is heavier, I know which one is lighter and which is heavier, we have paid so much on this broken continent, just for this moment, as long as the Storm Fortress is captured, the threat of the outer regions will basically be lifted, at this time, I will not attack the Horde rashly. As I said just now, when it is absolutely necessary, I will attack the tribe. ”

Varian said, gritting his teeth. Ares knew that Varian would not on the surface, and that he might be struggling inwardly. The Horde, the Orcs, hurt Varian more than anyone else. As a young boy, the old tribe invaded Stormwind, and the young Varian witnessed the tragic death of his father, King Lane, at the hands of the orcs, and from that time on, the young prince developed a deep dislike and hatred for the orcs.

Having spent his youth in Lordaeron, Varian witnessed almost the entire orc war. Witnessed the devastating blow inflicted by the old tribes on human society. After returning to Stormwind, he was kidnapped by Onexia and fell to Karimdor, where he became a slave and gladiator of the orcs. Tortured. All of this is impossible for anyone to feel good with. Hatred of the tribe was inevitable for Varian's life.