Behind the battlefield.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed in the air, and the next moment, the figure of Duke Jorazi Ravenhod appeared in front of King Varian.

"Ahem......"

Almost as soon as he appeared, Duke Ravenhold fell to the ground.

"This, you are so badly injured!"

King Varian hurriedly stepped forward and picked up Duke Jorazi Ravenhod.

"Ahem...... Your Majesty Varian, we failed to complete our mission, and although we inflicted heavy losses on Garrosh, we were not able to kill him completely...... "Duke Ravenhold pressed King Varian's arm tightly and sighed deeply.

"Got it, don't talk about it now......"

King Varian immediately ordered the Duke of Ravenhold to be brought to rest in his tent

"Go, go and ask the priest at once...... "King Varian instructed the other soldier beside him.

Soon, the pastor arrived, along with several other leaders of the Alliance.

"Varian, I've heard that Garrosh isn't dead, is that true?" The first to speak was Tyrande, now the High Priest of the Elves.

Now, her eyes were full of solemnity.

"Varian, the Mantis Demon is still there, the Gromsh is still there, and Azhara is not in the battle, unscathed, can we really attack Stormwind now?"

At this moment, Prophet Velun showed a worried look in his eyes, and his expression became a lot heavier.

Now, the Alliance Paladin Legion is trying to attack Stormwind City and completely wipe out the Iron Tribe, but this is based on the situation after Garrosh was killed, and now that Garrosh is not dead, then what kind of resistance will the Alliance Paladin Legion encounter when they rush into Stormwind City, they have to think about this.

"Don't worry! The Horde has been defeated, and when our men went to assassinate Garrosh before, Aishara did not make a move, which means that she has no intention of helping Garrosh sincerely, the so-called Iron Tribe, is not as united as us at all. Garrosh is not dead now, but he is also seriously injured and unconscious. In this case, how could Aishara obey the orders of the orcs, and the orcs could not obey the orders of Azhara, don't worry! This is a battle that the Alliance will win, and even, most likely, we will not encounter any resistance. ”

King Varian explained.

"Huh?"

The hearts of the people moved, and they all looked at King Varian.

Today, the tribe is still a big threat, but after listening to King Varian's words, everyone is already relieved.

"That's right, it's impossible for Azhara to be at the mercy of Garrosh's men."

After thinking about it, Tyrande said with a serious face.

Originally, she was an elf clan, and she naturally knew what the elven queen Aishara was like, and Aishara would not bow to those weaker than her.

"Actually, our real opponent is Garrosh, and his injury makes the whole situation completely different, so look! Not surprisingly, the Orc Overseers are now infighting. ”

King Varian paused.

"The biggest threat to us from the Iron Tribe is not their soldiers and horses, but Garrosh, now, Garrosh is seriously injured and unconscious, and the Iron Tribe has no one to preside over the overall situation, this is the best time for our army to press, they are by no means our opponents. In this case, an accident and withdrawal from Stormwind City will be their only option. King Varian added.

"Okay, then let's attack with all the troops!"

Wolf King Jean Greymane raised his arm and pointed at the walls of Stormwind.

"Yes, the whole army will attack, and the alliance will win......"

As he spoke, King Varian's eyes couldn't help but glow with excitement.

Everyone around also nodded.

Boom, with an order from King Varian, tens of thousands of Alliance troops, like a massive war machine, followed the Paladin Legion and advanced towards Stormwind.

……

"Quick, quick! Open the gates and let the High Chief and the Gromsh Overseers enter the city......"

"The wolf cavalry are being hunted down by the Coalition forces, ...... we must bring them back, hurry! Open the gates of the city......"

"No, we can't open the city gate now, as soon as the city gate is opened, the alliance army will definitely rush into the city, it is impossible for us to deal with the alliance in the city, this was theirs before, this is their main city."

"Queen Azhara, we are orcs, not your subordinates, we will return to our high chieftain, we will open the gates of the city."

As King Varian expected, at this moment, a huge conflict broke out in front of the gates of Stormwind City, and the elven queen Azhara actually refused to open the gates to allow the orc army to enter the city.

"Bastard, open the gates......"

At this moment, outside the city is Gromsh and a group of mantis demon heroes, and Garrosh is behind Gromsh, unconscious.

"If you want to return to Stormwind City, it's very simple, let the Mantis Demon Hero take you into the city, as for the city gate, I can't let you open it......"

Today's orcs are much stronger than Eshara's power, and Eshara wants the orcs to submit to her, in this case, as long as the five thousand orc wolf cavalry outside the city gate die, then the orc's power will be greatly weakened, and she can become the largest force of the steel tribe today.

She wanted to reclaim the orcs, and she didn't want the wolf cavalry outside the city to enter the city alive.

"Damn elven crumb...... you want to control us like you would these idiots? I will never put the Great Chief in danger. ”

Today, there are many nightmare armies scattered outside the city, and Gromsh points to a nightmare creature that was an orc and now a tireless nightmare monster.

From the beginning to the end, Gromsh did not like Queen Eshara, and he was well aware that Ishshara was uneasy.

Without an army of orcs entering the city, he would have to confront Azhara, and it wouldn't be surprising if Esshara turned him and Garrosh into nightmare creatures.

"Gromsh, there's no way I'm going to turn you into dream tokens, I just ask you to submit to me......"

At this moment, on the city wall, Queen Aishara laughed.

Behind her, there were also orcs, and now, except for Gromsh, the rest of the orc chieftains of Draenor had submitted to Queen Azhara.

Where Savis should have been standing, now it was an orc with a hunched waist.

"Gul'dan!"

Gromsh exclaimed at the sight of the hunched orc, with a staff in his hand.

"Overseers of Gromsh, submit to Queen Azhara! This is, the fate of the orcs ......" Gul'dan raised his hand slightly, and said this in his mouth.

Times have changed.