The fiery red sun rose from the sea, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on the magnificent Silver Moon City, as if she was clothed in a layer of bright gold.

A new day begins, and the birds begin to merrily roam the woods, looking for the same early insects, and the little animals sneak out of the grass on the ground, and begin to search for the day's food while the predators are still asleep.

Suddenly, there was a 'thump' sound in the forest, and the birds and critters stopped their movements and pricked up their ears to listen, they needed to know whether the unknown sound was friend or foe.

After a while, just as the birds and small animals thought that the sound was just an accident and gave up their vigilance, the sound of 'dong dong dong' came again, this time more clear and loud, and then the ground began to shake, and the sound of countless armor crashing and the thudding sound of heavy stepping on the ground made the birds fly in shock, and the small animals began to flee in panic.

Orgrim stood in the middle of the road with the hammer of destruction in his hand, countless orc and troll soldiers rushed out from behind him, and then ran forward with a roar and roar from his side, occasionally a soldier touched his strong arm and caused him to flick it forward, but his whole person was as calm as a mountain, and his sharp eyes stared at the city in front of him that was even more gorgeous than Stormwind City.

Soon, she will also be destroyed by us personally!

A cruel smile tugged at the corner of Orgrim's mouth.

"Spell Ready!" Looking at the orcs with green skin, black armor, and a wide axe or war hammer in their hands roaring towards them, Lotherma on the city wall did not panic in the slightest, he had seen the strength of the orcs, but he was more confident in the defense of Silvermoon City.

The mages began to chant spells as he commanded, and waves of magic rippled.

The orcs were so fast that the mages could even see the sharp teeth in their gaping mouths.

"Attack!"

As soon as Lotherma's words fell, a black hole suddenly appeared in the sky outside the city walls, and then in the blink of an eye, it spread into a black cloud that covered the sky, and countless sharp ice blades began to fall from it, stabbing into the orc's body with a huge kinetic energy of speed, even though they were protected by thick armor.

"Keep attacking!" Orgrim saw the orc's situation, but without the slightest hesitation, Zurkin behind him was already eager to try.

Silvermoon City, a city that the trolls have been looking forward to for thousands of years to breach, is now in front of him, and he is about to lead the trolls to occupy the city and kill all the elves to avenge the ancestors, how can he not be excited, how can he not be excited!

The trolls began to charge under the command of Zulkin, they were as tall as the orcs, but they did not have the armor that the orcs could give themselves enough protection, and the elves had a lot of experience in dealing with the trolls, and even without the help of their mages, the rangers had already shot waves of arrows in tacit understanding.

The troll soldiers had already fallen half of the city walls before they could get close to them, much to Zurkin's anger and annoyance. He glanced at the Great Chief secretly, and there was not the slightest expression on his face, and he did not give any other orders.

The orcs and trolls continued to charge towards Silvermoon City, and finally ended the attack and defense with thousands of orcs and trolls damaged.

Orgrim called Zulushid.

"Can the Red Dragon get in?"

Zuluhid nodded, then shook his head again, "This city seems to be protected by a mysterious magic, and although the dragon's flames can envelop the entire city, they cannot reach it, and their claws are blocked by this invisible barrier. Even if it can be broken, I'm afraid it will take a long time. ”

"That's the protection of the sunwell." Gul'dan walked in at some point, "That's the source of the elves' strength, providing them with endless energy and protection. ”

"Do you have a way to destroy it or drain its energy?" Although Orgrim is not happy to see Gul'dan, the warlock should have some different ideas about such magic.

Gul'dan shook his head, "I tried, but the energy of the Sunwell was different from the energy I had been exposed to before, and I didn't know about it, or even couldn't touch it. ”

He stroked his bristle-like beard, "I guess maybe it's because it's rooted in the land of the elves, so only the elves know how to use its energy. ”

"What about those rune stones?" Orgrim asked again.

A few days ago, Gul'dan had finally snatched up a runestone and smashed it, and then used the broken runestones to build an altar, which Gul'dan called the Storm Altar. Its function is to channel dark energy through the spells cast by the warlocks, and then infuse it into the body of the ogre in the altar, and then the cannibal is transformed into a new creature.

It's clear that it's still an ogre, though it's bigger than ever, but some of the proportions have changed. His arms weren't as long as they used to be, and his legs weren't as bent as they used to be, making him more agile.

And then, of course, he had two heads.

In Draenor, two-headed ogres are very rare. They were bigger and stronger than their own kind, and more coordinated, and they were worshipped, and Gugar was one of them. Even rarer, he proved to be wise enough to be a mage.

Gul'dan found the two-headed ogre when he was still young and trained him very seriously. Gugar is a reliable assistant and a powerful warlock who has accompanied Gul'dan to this day. And now, Gugal doesn't look like he's alone anymore.

The moment Gul'dan brought a team of two-headed ogres to Orgrim, even Orgrim's weather-beaten heart seemed to stop beating. As an orc of Draenor, it is impossible not to know the rarity and power of the two-headed ogre, who are often the best of the ogre.

Orgrim looked at Gul'dan with complicated eyes, and even a little glad that he didn't smash his head with a hammer in the first place, and now, this person who had always been wary of him had brought him such powerful support, maybe he could change his opinion of him for a while.

"That's one of the things I'm trying right now," Gul'dan smiled again, "but I don't know how it works yet, the energy of these runestones originally came from the Sunwell, and I should be able to connect to the source of their energy by building a new altar, so that I can channel my mana and destroy it or control it." ”

"I need you to succeed!" Orgrim nodded to Gul'dan, but he still didn't let his guard down on him, Gul'dan had a very good idea, but Orgrim knew very well which of his options this guy would choose.

He didn't want Gul'dan to control this kind of power, this guy's obsession with great power was already well known, and Orgrim secretly decided that if Gul'dan tried to control this power, he had to put him to death, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Unfortunately, Guldan, who happened to turn around, noticed it, and the corners of Guldan's mouth also showed a slight sarcastic smile.

When Guldan's departing figure had disappeared from his field of vision, Ogzaim instructed Zulushid, who was waiting on the side: "We don't have much time, I will continue to let the trolls attack Silvermoon City fiercely in the next few days, if we still can't break it, we can only evacuate, human reinforcements should already be on the way, we can't be surrounded by them." ”

Seeing Zuluhid nodding to understand what he meant, he continued: "When the time comes, I will lead our elite to bypass the human reinforcements and attack Lordaeron directly, and take them by surprise, and your red dragon will stay here first and continue to maintain the attack on Silvermoon City with the trolls." If you can't break through the Elves barrier in a few days, give up here and join our army. ”

Orgrim looked in the direction Gul'dan had left, and suddenly whispered a glare at Zuruhid: "Keep an eye on him, make sure Gul'dan and his warlocks cooperate with your actions, if he tries to misbehave" He raised the war hammer in his hand and struck down hard in the air.

Zuluhid nodded heavily and said with a smile, "I'll let him stay with us, my Red Dragon won't mind ordering extra food if necessary." ”

Satisfied with his loyal men, Orgrim patted Zuluhid on the shoulder with encouragement and appreciation, and began to prepare for the next battle.