It's a fierce battle.

A company of human militia is stubbornly guarding the East Valley Fortress.

Relying on the treacherous terrain of the fortress and the two tall arrow towers...... They held back the orc army for a whole day and a night.

It wasn't until the Horde Grand Chieftain Orgrim Doomhammer appeared on the front lines of the battlefield with his personal guards that the fortress was finally leveled by the Horde.

Three brave militiamen, sacrificed on the arrow tower on the left...... Their bodies were pierced by the orc archers with hard bows; However, at the last moment before they died, they still held the crossbow machine on the arrow tower tightly.

"Bury them, they are worthy of respectable warriors!" Orgrim shook his head and commanded in a low voice.

Garona's message wasn't wrong, something was wrong with humanity...... The Orcs' attack was almost overwhelming, except for a small amount of resistance from some militias or garrisons.

It's not far from the human capital called "Stormwind City", and it may not be long before the banner of the tribe can be planted on the towers of that city.

However, Orgrim did not relax, and after the previous battles, he was well aware of the strength of the city's walls and the adequacy of its defenses, especially now that the tribe lacked warlocks.

That could be a bitter battle.

……

"Great Chief, I've captured a fleeing member of the Shadow Council!" A scout of the Dragonthroat Clan, his face filled with excitement.

A two-headed ogre, firmly bound, was brought over by him.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The ogre's head to the left shouted.

"No, you can't kill me, I'm still valuable to the tribe!" And the head on the right showed no weakness, shouting in the same way.

"Gugar!" Orgrim coldly uttered the name of the ogre...... Ogrim is no stranger to this ogre two-headed warlock, who hails from the Twilight Hammer clan and is Gul'dan's most trusted apprentice to the Warlock...... He is also one of the core members of the Shadow Council.

"Noble Hammer of Destruction......" the head on the left humbly greeted.

The head on the right hurriedly denied: "What Hammer of Destruction, it's the Great Chief......"

Holding the hammer of destruction aloft in his hand, Orgrim whispered, "I don't mind smashing one of your heads, Gugar...... Then you can speak to me with just one voice! ”

The two-headed ogre, the Magician, kept his mouth shut at both of his heads.

"Zuluhid told me that you have a piece of information that is very valuable to the tribe?" Orgrim continued.

Both of Gugar's heads began to nod their heads, but Orgrim's eyes did not look at it.

An orc shaman beside him looked this way...... Realizing that it was the Hammer of Doom calling his name, he immediately stood up.

A thin, crumpled old man, but Zulushid still had a pair of sharp-looking brownish-red eyeballs under his gray tattered braids.

"Hammer of Doom!" Zuluhid didn't bow, and there was some respect in his voice, but there was no element of humility in it.

Zuluhid was a chieftain, the leader of the Dragonthroat Clan. He was also a shaman, one of the few shamans who still accompanied the tribe and did not become a warlock.

In this relationship, Orgrim has a lot of respect for it. In his opinion, shamans were much more trustworthy to the tribe than warlocks.

"Now, then, tell me your information, Gugar!" Orgrim gave the other a cold look, sending chills down the two-headed ogre's heart.

"There's an ally, Grand Chief!" The head on the left side of Gugar shouted in a loud voice: "A powerful ally, an ally who can help the Horde...... He can give us great strength to shatter the mountains and tear the sky apart......"

"You mean to let me go of you so you can help us find this ally?" Orgrim sneered as he clenched his hammer.

"No, no, no, no, no......" Gugal's head on the right said seven "no" words in a row: "I can call this ally directly for you...... Straight to you! ”

"Then fulfill your promise, Gugar!" Orgrim let go of his right hand slightly.

……

In the middle of the night, the ally that Gugar had spoken of arrived.

The sky seemed to be darkened, and when the moon reappeared, a figure appeared in front of Orgrim.

Looks like a human? But it doesn't seem to be quite like that.

To show his trust, Orgrim had only two Sarufar brothers by his side...... The great chief of the tribe believed that the two warriors were enough to keep him safe.

"In the north there is a mountain range called Red Ridge Mountain, and there is a powerful treasure buried under this mountain range, not a treasure of wealth, but of power." The human spoke slowly.

"A treasure of great power, then why don't you find it yourself and use it!" Walok-Sarufar asked unceremoniously, apparently distrusting the "ally" that Gugar called him.

The "human" on the other side was not angry, and then smiled softly: "Because of an ancient contract, I can't use the full power of that treasure...... And if I come into contact with it, my enemies will soon be aware of my presence! ”

Orgrim nodded, which seemed like a plausible reason.

"What the hell is that treasure?" He asked in a loud voice.

"A golden disc...... A powerful weapon forged by the souls of dragons! "It has an ancient and powerful power that will help you enslave any servant you choose...... It can help you rule the skies, and then rain and fire on your enemies! ”

A powerful force emanated from the opponent's body, and Orgrim could barely open his eyes.

Blox-Sarufal stood in front of the Great Chieftain, its broad body unmoved by the power that the other exuded.

"Tell me who you are, human!" Brooks roared in a low voice, "The Horde needs to know the true identity of its allies!" ”

The other party gradually regained his composure, and introduced elegantly: "Lord Davar Presto, from the kingdom of Alterac!" ”

"You don't look like you're any ordinary human!" Orgrim said calmly, clenching his hammer of destruction.

"Of course, that's just my human name!" Lord Daval Presto waved his hand gracefully:

"My true identity is actually a black dragon, and I usually call myself ......"

“…… Deathwing! ”