Anduin Lothar breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed away the orc's corpse.

Somewhat reluctant to his feet, he took a few steps forward and took young Varian's hand.

"Uncle Lothar, did we win?" Varian-Wryon asked in a low voice.

"yes!" Lothar's resolute gaze swept forward, and at the same time a smile appeared on his face: "We have won!" ”

The soldiers of the alliance chanted Lothar's name one after another, as if this name could give them endless courage.

It took almost all of Lothar's courage to watch the stunned orcs and witness the death of their leader......

The victory in this duel broke the temporary silence on the battlefield.

Uther and the other knights of the Silver Hand, who had arrived near the palace during the battle with the Hammer of Doom in Lothar, were once again on the front lines.

Uther, the lightbringer, a pious paladin, is now like an angry bull in the ranks of the Horde.

Instead of using his usual hammer, he picked up a heavy sword.

The light surrounded him, and the blades of the sword as fiery as the sun began to dance, and one of the orcs at the front didn't react before Uther severed his throat. The beast fell, blood splattering from the wound; At this time, the paladin rushed towards the other orcs who seemed to have lost their will.

He seems to have learned of King Terenus' death. The merciful monarch, the good old man, shone like a holy light in Uther's heart, but now he was dead, dead at the hands of the orcs......

Lothar could understand the paladin's feelings, and so did Ryan when he died......

"Quick, all retreat!"

A black figure emerged from the crowd of the tribe, and he commanded the evacuation of the bewildered tribal warriors.

Although no one knows where it can be withdrawn.

"I'll stop them!" A hoarse shout appeared in front of the paladin.

The blade in Uther's hand glowed, and he looked at the death knight in front of him who was blocking his path.

"Your insignificant light doesn't frighten me, paladin!" Talon Bloodfiend roared.

The Bloodfiend peeled off his hood, revealing his horrible, rotting face, his burning red eyes visible.

At the same time, he raised the runic sword and staff in his hand.

"The Light will punish you, monster!" Uther let out a low roar as the light from his body shot out like a wave of light towards his opponent.

The moment before being hit, the Death Knight barely blocked this move with the rune sword in his hand; At the same time, the staff in his other hand emitted a shadow and enveloped the paladin's body.

"You can't win me," the Bloodfiend gritted his teeth and roared, "I've already died once, what worse could you do to me?"

"In the name of the Light!" Only the prayers of Uther could be heard in the shadows. The light shone again, so brightly, that it enveloped him, dispelling all shadows.

The blade that glowed, turned into a wonderful arc and pierced the chest of Talon Bloodfiend.

A miserable howl resounded throughout the palace, and then the corpse of the Death Knight was reduced to a stenched lump of rotten flesh.

Uther drew his sword from the rotten flesh; Then the orc soldiers in front of them had already scattered and fled.

……

The Battle of Lordaeron is over.

With the arrival of reinforcements from the countries of the Alliance, the Horde ended in complete defeat.

The orcs left behind more than 10,000 corpses, including their Grand Chieftain Orgrim - Hammer of Doom.

There were about the same number of orcs, laying down their arms and voluntarily surrendering to the Alliance.

Gromash - Hellroar and Vallock - Sarufar, together with a small number of orcs, fled from Lordaeron from all directions...... They scattered, some heading to the Tirisfal glades in the west, while others fled to Mount Alterac to the south, trying to escape the Coalition's pursuers.

As for the rest of the tribes in the north, they were basically either annihilated by the alliance or laid down their arms and surrendered.

As for the south, due to the black dragon's counterattack, the already small tribal outposts were swept away. The dwarves of Ironforge, the gnomes of Nomorigan, and a handful of remnants of the Stormstorm humans left their hideouts and fought back against the Horde......

It seemed only a matter of time before the tribe was completely driven out of this world.

……

Meanwhile.

The griffin and the red dragon flew over the black swamp jungle.

They swept away the tribal strongholds along the way, as they flew toward their final destination in the far south of the continent.

"This land is cursed!" Alexstraza's voice came from at Karin's feet, full of sadness: "I feel it, it's crying......"

Carlin was standing on top of the Red Dragon Queen, and the sight of the Cursed Lands was almost unobstructed in the sky.

What I saw in front of me was almost shocking.

The sky turned blood-red, and so did the earth; The red convex rocks were in front of them, and there were no trees or animals in sight, not even any life.

Alexstasa swooped down, and Carlin did nothing to stop her...... The flame of life of the Red Dragon Queen burned in the land, but it brought no life or hope...... Tears welled up in her eyes......

"It's useless!" Carlin said lightly: "The pollution of evil energy is not something that can be easily solved. ”

He was not touched by the "kindness" of the red dragon; In fact, if the guardian dragons had paid a little attention to the current situation of mortals, they could have strangled the invasion of the tribe and the doom of the land in the cradle, but they have never done anything like it......

"The immediate priority is to destroy that portal and block the connection with Draenor." Carlin continued.

The Red Dragon Queen nodded, then turned around and flew towards the massive black gate.

An orc tribe seems to be stationed here, but Kudran and the griffin knights scatter the orcs in all directions.

"Spread out!" Karlin's voice rang out in the sky.

The griffin knights hurriedly dispersed in all directions......

The Red Dragon Queen's flames erupted again, but this time the target was the Dark Gate.

Terrifying energy gushed out and poured into the Dark Portal; With a violent explosion, the gate was reduced to pieces.

"It's over!" Looking at everything in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Carlin's mouth.

"Wait a minute!" Khadgar, on the back of a red dragon behind him, shouted.

Then he flashed into the ruins of the Dark Gate, unaware of what he was looking for.