Chapter 54: Lothar's First Strike

The military meeting of the alliance, Drunken Wind did not participate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

After all, as a foreigner, among the nine kingdoms of the alliance (the seven kingdoms of humanity minus Alterac, plus the High Elves, Brutehammer Dwarves, and Copperbeard Dwarves), only Stormwind is willing to believe in himself, so Drunken Wind simply doesn't look for it to feel uncomfortable - anyway, what should be known in the end, Lothar will tell himself in the end.

The end of this military meeting was as fast as Drunken Wind imagined.

Just as Drunken Wind was still pulling Onexia to try the dishes, Tulayan hurried into the tent, "Don't eat, Sir Lothar is looking for you!" ”

Ignoring the Black Dragon Princess's expression of "I escaped", Drunken Wind put down the plate with a little frustration and followed Tulayan to Lothar's tent.

"I'm sorry, drunk...... This shouldn't have bothered you, but for the sake of my plan, I had to unite all possible forces. Lothar looked very tired, "All human countries are in need of recuperation, and we can't afford to let orcs burn the flames of war all over this land, so we plan to take the initiative, so we need good hands." ”

"That's not a problem at all! The Orcs are still a bunch of destroyers through and through, and I won't tolerate them being so presumptuous in Azeroth! ”

"Orcs now?" Lothar spotted some of the subtext of Drunken Wind and frowned without leaving a trace.

"The important thing is that I'm going to bring Katrana with me this time, and there are a few other issues that need to be dealt with." Drunken Wind does not reveal Onexia's true identity.

"Yes." Lothar nodded. Although Onexia's plan was very vicious, it was not implemented after all, and during this time, she really helped the reconstruction of Stormwind City, and even provided a lot of money under the drunken wind's indication, which gave Lothar some basic trust in the Count Catlana Presto.

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Gromash Hellroar set foot for the first time in the otherworldly land known as Azeroth

In fact, Gromash still has some hard time believing that Orgrim Doomhammer, the Great Chief of the Orcs, was defeated in battle!

As an absolute militant, Gromash was deeply incomprehensible to Ogrim's apparently skilled but always accustomed to using his brains - the recklessness of the warrior was not a criticism but a glory for Grommash, and in his opinion, only enough recklessness could lead to enough decisive in the charge. But this does not prevent Gromash from recognizing the power of Orgrim.

Not far ahead, there is a stone fortress that stands quietly on a hill. Gromash instinctively felt that it was being used to monitor the dark portal.

In fact, the Warsong Clan chieftain's instincts were so accurate that this watchfort was specifically designed to keep an eye on the Dark Door.

Gromash felt like his body was about to rust. The last time he opened the Dark Gate, he was the first to drink the blood of demons, but at Gul'dan's request, he stayed behind Draenor. Countless strong Warsong warriors watched as the warriors of the Blackstone Clan left Draenor through the Dark Gate to find a new living space for the orcs.

Now that Orgrim has failed, Gul'dan is left with only one skull - and a sarcastic sneer appears on Grommash's lips at the thought of the skull that Neozu had let him snatch from the Bone Chewing Clan's chieftain Halkan Skullsplitter the other day.

See, that's the result of scheming! Always thinking that he can control people's hearts and manipulate everything, but in the end he died inexplicably, Gul'dan does not know what true glory is, let alone what real power is.

So, all he had left was a bare skull that was made into a spell casting prop!

The next moment, however, Gromash couldn't laugh anymore.

A tidal wave of human alliances poured out of the Watch Fortress and appeared in front of Grommash, who finally realized what a difficult task it was for Neozu to guard the Dark Gate. But he did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction, on the contrary, he regarded it as a supreme honor.

In fact, when the Human Coalition first destroyed the Dark Gate, they found that there was a dark shadow in the area. Many mages, including Medivan's apprentice Khadgar, have explored the shadows, but found nothing.

In desperation, the Alliance chose to build the Watch Fort to monitor the Dark Gate, and decided that the Watch Fort would have to be fully manned before the shadows cleared.

Unbeknownst to them, this shadow was actually the work of the first Death Knights, led by Tyrone Bloodseeker, who used their evil spells to create this darkness and successfully conceal the original restoration work of the Dark Gate.

Now that the Dark Gate had re-emerged, and its massive form could no longer be concealed, the Death Knights simply dispersed the shadows.

In order to defend the front line of the Dark Gate, Neozu sent the Orc's most powerful Warsong Clan and their chieftain, Gromash Hellroar, with the promise of a second shipment of Bloodring Clan and Shattered Hand Clan reinforcements from Kilrog Deadeye and Kargath Blade Fist.

It was the first time Gromash had fought a human, but he instinctively sensed that the warriors who rushed over this time were the elite of the human race, and their eyes were full of desire for victory and glory.

"Then I'll give you glory!" Gromash clenched the legendary weapon in his hand, Blood Roar, "Loc-Tarogar! ”

"Blood and glory! For the Horde! ”

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By the time the Alliance's main forces arrived, the elite of the Overwatch had been fighting the Warsong Clan for three full days, and both sides had suffered heavy losses. With no heroes on the Alliance side, Gromash was unstoppable in the crowd.

Seeing Gromash in and out of the crowd with a bloody roar, Anduin Lothar couldn't hold back his anger and took the initiative to pull out the sword of the Great Royal Knight that had just been reforged, and wanted to charge.

Unexpectedly, the drunken wind stopped him.

"You old bones, let's rest, I'll come!"

"Xianglong is in the sky!" Drunken Wind relieved the words of the fog and appeared in front of Gromash Hellroar with the breath of wind and thunder, blocking the Warsong Chieftain's way, "Let's fight, orcs!" ”

Obviously, Grommash found that the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him was not human, although he couldn't understand what Drunken Wind said, but in this battlefield, what else was there to challenge the enemies?

"Finally a decent one." Gromash twisted his neck, "Come on, fatty, come and taste the roar of blood!" ”