"Are we really going to Orgrimmar, United Orcs?"

Returning from the Cave of Time, Gianna appears preoccupied, and her mind is tormented. Ares knew that the Gianna in front of her was no longer the Gianna she used to be, and she had begun to take on some things, some tasks that might have belonged to her destiny. It's just that she doesn't seem to be ready yet. Both of them were depressed, Gianna's depression came from her father, who knew that he would never unite with the orcs. And Ares's depression is a quote from Nozdorm - we can't see the future clearly, this is a dark road.

But I still have to be optimistic, at least in front of the woman I love.

"You and I have seen that those fragments of time and space, tribes and alliances, will stand under the wall of scarabs and work together to resist this crisis."

"But maybe that's not true, I mean, maybe the things in the illusion aren't real."

Gianna said sadly. And Ares also had to look at his girlfriend from a new perspective, she was not the Gianna who was too close to the orcs in history, she was the Gianna who had not been brainwashed by Medivan. At this time, Gianna still has a rejection psychology for orcs. But the picture Nozdorm showed her was too real, and an unspeakable emotion haunted her. It also bothered Ares.

"I don't want that to be true either, but the bronze dragon has guarded this world for 10,000 years, and it can't show us the wrong picture."

"But doesn't it mean that your presence has left him unable to see the future, maybe he's mistaken?"

Gianna asked.

"It is impossible to be wrong in time, and not being able to see the future does not mean that you are wrong about the future, and Nozdorm can still see the future, but those futures are shrouded in fog, and you can only see some fragments, or pictures, but you can't form a whole. To put it simply, Nozdorm can only monitor the previous timeline, but not the future timeline. That's why it's worried, and that's why it hates me. Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that its character is becoming more and more weird......"

Ares replied melancholy. It's like a god (Titan) who gives you a task to do your job well, and suddenly one day, you find that the work that you have been working very well for many years suddenly goes wrong, then a kind of irritability will strike, and over time, what will happen, no one will know. The bronze dragon Nozdorm is now in this situation.

Thinking of this, Ares was really worried that Nozdorm would one day go crazy because of this, and then he would be able to recreate a Deathwing with his own hands......

"But the orcs ......"

"Don't hesitate, this alliance may not be so easy, the pressure comes from many sides, not only on the tribal side, but also on the alliance side, and many of the Alliance's warriors will not agree with our approach. It's the same on the tribal side, but I believe Thrall is a wise leader. ”

"I mean, the tribe has been defeated by you, and if there is one person in the alliance they hate the most, it is undoubtedly you."

"Are you worried about my safety?"

Ares said with a smile.

"Hmmm......"

Looking at Ares' face, Gianna nodded.

"It's just up to Sal. Again, I believe that Thrall is a wise chief. Also, if the situation does get to the point you said, you will use teleportation spells to take me away. But either way, we must meet this legendary Great Chief for a moment. ”

Ares said gloomily.

……

If the motivation that drives people to get a job done comes from a sense of crisis, then the reaction of the orcs in front of them undoubtedly confirms it. The orc warrior Varok, who was sent to Garkison to investigate the situation on the ground. Sarufar has finally returned. He failed to catch the bug alive, but he cut off one of the bug's legs and placed it in the chief's hall as physical evidence.

The surrounding tribal warriors undoubtedly craned their necks, looking curiously and horrively at the deformed and broken legs. It was so large in size that it resembled a sharp scythe, half the height of an orc. The legs of the worms are covered with a hard black carapace, which seems to be invulnerable.

"The goblin is right, it's a disaster, I've seen with my own eyes that Garkison is in ruins, Sal."

Sarufar stood in the middle of the chieftain's hall and whispered. He looked a little tired from the fact that he had added some new injuries to his body, and it was clear that the trip had not been so smooth.

"What else did you see there?"

Woking then asked.

"Corpses, countless corpses decomposing, goblin corpses, and a handful of bug corpses, the largest bugs I've ever seen. This land is not safe, brothers, it is full of dangers. These bugs are huge, and I have personally fought some bugs, and their combat power is several times stronger than those humans. ”

"It's conceivable."

"What are they targeting?"

Bloodhoof asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, but I'm sure that if these insects don't let go of a living creature, the swarm will pass through a single grass, and no creature will be spared."

Sarufar replied.

After Sarufar finished speaking, Sal fell into deep thought. A dilemma was before the Great Chieftain......

Soon, however, the answer to this choice was found. Shortly after Sarufar returned to Orgrimmar, an "ambassador" was sent to visit the Alliance.

When Ares appeared in front of Orgrimmar City, all the orcs stood on the walls like children, roaring like beasts, as if to tear this human paladin apart, and it was he who made the Alliance stand tenaciously on the land of the tribe again and again, without Ares, the Alliance would have been driven back to the sea. There would not be a mountain fortress today, and the tribe would not have lost so many brave warriors.

It was Ares, who single-handedly rescued the admiral of the Alliance who was on the verge of death, and dashed the last hope of the Tribal Navy to defeat the Alliance Navy. Therefore, the orcs of Orgrimmar hated the most not the other leaders of the alliance, but this human paladin.

But all this Ares had already guessed, since he was going to come to the tiger's den, he had already made sufficient preparations, both in action and psychology.

And the most surprising person for Ares' arrival was none other than the great chief of the tribe, Thrall.

"He dared to come."

Thrall muttered to himself in the Chieftain's Hall, his sanity telling him that there must be a reason for this, otherwise, the paladin would not have ventured forward, he didn't even have a single servant by his side, only a mage. It took a lot of courage for two people to come to the base camp of the Orgrimmar tribe alone. But at the same time, Thrall also has emotions, like all the orcs on the city walls, they are eager to tear this human knight, it is him, causing the situation of today's confrontation between the Alliance and the Horde.