A red dragon flew across the forest and landed on the walls of Stormwind.

A female orc, clad in golden plate armor with black hair tied in two braids and dragging behind her, climbed off the dragon.

"Great Chief! I am Zaira of the Dragonthroat Clan. The dragon knight bowed down on one knee respectfully to her target: "Chief Zulushid, let me bring you his greetings!" ”

"Very well, Zaire!" Looking at the mighty dragon in front of him, a smile appeared on Orgrim's face, "Is this Zulushid's surprise to me?" ”

"Yes, Grand Chief!" Zaira continued, "We, the warriors of the Dragonmaw Clan, went deep into the Red Ridge Mountains and found the golden disc, which we call the 'Demon's Soul', and then, under the guidance of the Black Dragon, Lord Presto, we came to the fortress called 'Grimbaatar'! These dragons are the spoils of the Zuluhid chieftain in Grimbaatar! ”

"Its strength? I hope it's not useless! Gromash Hellroar, the chief of the Warsong Clan, shouted as he faced the dragon.

"Of course!" As if humiliated, Zaira glared at Hellroar viciously, then turned back to her mount and angrily rebuked, "Spit your flames, little one, show the Great Chief!" ”

There was a hint of reluctance in the dragon's eyes, but it seemed unable to refuse Zairela's orders.

The flames erupted into a forest outside the city walls, and dozens of trees burned into scorching flames in an instant, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye......

"What a terrible flame...... "Gromash muttered.

"The strength of this dragon is worth a hundred warlocks!" Sarufar said with a solemn expression.

"Zuluhid, the hero of the Horde!" Itreg praised.

"It's not entirely the credit of Chief Zuluhid, the shaman of the Dragon's Throat, Necrus, is the only orc who can control that golden disc, and he is the one who has helped us completely enslave these little ones!" Zairah corrected.

Then, the dragon knight glanced at the chief of the Warsong Clan with some provocation: "Chief Gromash, do you want to see its power again, it is not inferior to its breath!" ”

"That's it!" Orgrim said lightly, stopping the chieftain from happening this time: "How many dragon knights has Zuluhid trained now, I mean, and warriors like you!" ”

Zaira wrenched his fingers, counted for a long time, and then said, "With me, there are five of them, and I am the first to arrive...... However, the Zuluhid chief also said that within half a year, this number can be increased to ten times! ”

"Very good!" Orgrim smiled and said, "Both Zuluhid and Necrus are heroes of the tribe!" And, of course, you. ”

……

"Venerable Lord Orgrim, Honorable Grand Chief......" A disgusting voice rang out from behind Orgrim.

Orgrim looked back at the warlock he hated most.

Guldan!

Orgrim would use his hammer to smash the warlock's body to pieces if he could; However, the other party's plea and his own reason told Orgrim that he still had value for the tribe and use!

"So you, have you done your job?" He shouted as Gul'dan and his servant Gugar approached.

Both Gul'dan and Gurgar had thick chains on his hands and legs, chains that even Goron could not break free.

"I've succeeded, Lord Orgrim!" Gul'dan expressed his humility as much as he could.

"I hope you don't disappoint me, or under the hammer of destruction, there will be another revenant!" Orgrim sneered and caught up with Gul'dan.

A corpse appeared in front of Orgrim, a human corpse...... These are the corpses of human knights who died in the battle of Stormwind!

"What are you doing with these corpses, Warlock?" Gromash on the side asked in a loud voice.

"These are Stormwind soldiers who died in battle." The Hammer of Doom cursed angrily. "Gul'dan! Or are you asking me to come here and show me that you can make the corpses neatly arranged? ”

"Honorable Great Chief, leader of the tribe!" The human knight at the head suddenly stood up and said humbly.

A voice familiar to Orgrim, the voice of a warlock who died under the hammer of destruction.

Tarongor! Once Gul'dan's most trusted servant.

"Is that you?" Orgrim asked in a low voice.

"No, Great Chief......" the human knight's corpse made an ugly smile, "I'm now the Death Knight of the Horde, Talon - Blood Fiend!" ”

Orgrim's face was slightly surprised.

"Welcome back, Talon - Bloodfiend." Gul'dan hid the smile in his words: "Yes, I brought him back and put him back in the service of the tribe. ”

"This is the mighty warrior you promised?" Orgrim asked rhetorically.

"Yes, Grand Chief!" Gul'dan bowed his head: "They have the power of those human knights, in their lifetime; At the same time, it has the souls of the dead warlocks who are loyal to the tribe...... They are powerful warriors who also use spells, and you should know what that means on the battlefield! ”

Orgrim frowned, he hated the power of death......

But the power of death is always better than the power of demons......

Or that a dead warlock is better than a living warlock!

"Will you be loyal to me?" Orgrim stares into the eyes of Talon Bloodseeker!

"You killed me, Hammer of Doom!" The Death Knight also responded to the High Chief: "That's why I don't want to be loyal to you...... But I'm a member of the tribe, and I'm willing to serve the tribe, so I'll be loyal to the big chief of the tribe! ”

This is the answer that Orgrim is satisfied with.

"Are you happy with that, Grand Chief!" Gul'dan said with a smile.

"Make do!" Orgrim said lightly, turning around at the same time, "Follow me, Talon - Bloodfiend!" ”

Gul'dan showed his worth for the time being, but only after he transformed the soul of the last warlock into a death knight; He'll be next!

……

Orgrim - Hammer of Doom stands high above the walls of Stormwind, surrounded by countless orcs.

"For the Horde!"

A smile tugged at the corner of Orgrim's mouth, and he raised the hammer of destruction in his hand as he faced the orc army.

The Death Knight's warhorse neighed, the body of the red dragon obscured the entire sky, and countless orc warriors excitedly raised their weapons!

A loud cry resounded throughout the Elwyn Forest......

"For the Horde!"