The day after Lothar joined, the Coalition marched into the Badlands in a grand manner.

The barren land is a deep valley where no grass grows, dry and hot to the bone. The scorching heat stirred the heat in the air, and it could not bring a trace of coolness to the sultry earth. Only the most tenacious plants such as cacti and bushes can survive in this harsh environment.

Kael'thas had heard about it a long time ago, and this is a verdant valley rich in natural resources.

Hundreds of years ago, however, the magic of demons scorched the land, turning it into what it is today—a barren and inhabited land. The cracked ground searches for the shipwrecked, lions lurk in the canyons, and foraging young dragons skim the dusky sky.

"It's a huge quarry."

Magni, the leader of the dwarven kingdom, breathes hot air and speaks of this place in these words.

Maybe they have a different perspective than other races.

"But unfortunately, this stone yard does not belong to you for the time being."

Kael'thas playfully followed him.

The Wastelands never belonged to the Copperbeard Dwarves, and before the Horde took over it, the area belonged to the Black Iron Dwarves, the nemesis of the Copperbeard Dwarves.

Kael'thas then remembered something.

If he's not mistaken, Magni has a daughter named Moella, who will be the queen of the Black Iron Dwarves.

This is a well-known story that will happen in the future.

The princess of the Copperbeard tribe met the king of the Black Iron tribe by chance and fell in love with each other, but Moira refused to return to Ironforge for the sake of his lover, and instead married Thorrisen the Great in the Blackstone Abyss and gave birth to a son.

Thrall, who later re-established the tribe, once wanted to save the dwarven princess in order to ease the relationship with the alliance. Of course, after discovering the truth, the matter was closed, and it became a joke among the orcs in the tavern.

However, Magni, who mistakenly believes that his daughter has been kidnapped. Copperbeard led his army into the Blackstone Abyss and killed Thoresen the Great, and Princess Moira remained with the Black Iron Tribe in the Blackstone Abyss after her husband's death.

The story doesn't end very well

[Do you want to remind him?] 】

Kael'thas pondered, and then he remembered yesterday's failure.

[Forget it.] 】

He abandoned the idea.

Time is still far away, and there is no rush to wait until the future to think about it.

The most important thing now is the war with the orcs.

In the Badlands, the Alliance finally encountered an adversary, the Great King of Sarufar, the deputy commander of the tribal leader Orgrim.

This is a famous orc hero who has led wars such as the siege of Stormwind by the Horde, and has never been defeated until now. During the First War, when Orgrim led the Horde with the Hammer of Doom, he appointed Sarufar as his second-in-command after seeing how effective and cruel Sarufar was on the battlefield.

Kael'thas and Magni made their way to Lothar's tent.

"How's the condition of the orcs?"

Once inside, Magni inquired about Lothar.

"Invulnerable."

Tulayan replied in place of Lothar, explaining:

"No matter how many reconnaissance we send, we still don't detect their weaknesses."

"The formation of the orcs is very good, and they can support dangerous areas with a simple transformation."

This situation left the Coalition's commanders at a loss, as the Badlands lay beneath the Alliance, making it impossible for the Coalition to take advantage of raids and flanking attacks.

"Can you only fight head-on?"

Magni asked, frowning.

"Now, there's no other way."

Lothar slowly stood up, looked around at the commanders inside the tent, and said:

"We should try to get the win before Ogrim returns, there's no time to wait."

Orgrim is a symbol of the Horde, and if he is allowed to return, the Horde will not be as easy to attack as it is now.

Lothar's words were approved by the rest of the group, and soon, the planning of the operation was stopped.

The coalition ordered the camp to be pulled out, preparing to force a breakthrough.

And the reason why he dared to give this order was that there was a factor that also played a very important role - the weakening of the orcs.

No one knows when the orcs will recover, so the faster the alliance is now, the better.

"By the way, Lord Lothar."

As the order was accepted and several people were heading outside, Kael'thas stopped.

"Why don't you call the navy of Kurlatis to stop Orgrim's return?"

He thinks it's a good idea.

"You don't have to worry about that."

However, Lothar chuckled softly:

"They're long gone."

Kael'thas was stunned, the plot of this world was too complicated, and there were many details that he didn't pay attention to, so he didn't know about it.

But if the alliance used the navy to hinder Orgrim's return in the first place, then the plan might not be of much use.

At least for the rest of history, Orgrim didn't die because of it.

Kael'thas didn't say anything more, and left with the others.

And at this time, on the surface of the Forbidden Sea, the navy of Kurlatis continued to sail from the north, densely connected.

"Did you find anything?"

DAI Lin. Plaudermore asked, standing on his flagship deck, looking out at the endless ocean ahead.

"Your Majesty, no orcs have been found."

The young sailor stood behind him and replied with a respectful look:

"We've sent hundreds of scout boats all over the front, and it's impossible for the orcs to avoid detection."

His answer made Dalin. Admiral Plaudmore was a little relieved.

"I can't be careless this time."

DAI Lin. Ploundmore gripped his long sword, which was his weapon, but in reality, he still had several guns at his waist.

"The other party is the leader of the tribe, and the team he brings with him is more than 100,000."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"Even if you can't kill that leader, that force can't be let go easily."

This is a big game, and for this reason every ship of Kurlatis here is filled with ammunition.

DAI Lin. Proudmore didn't feel any heartache, for he knew very well that this would be the last battle of Kurlatis.

After this battle, it will be difficult for him and the Navy to have another chance to receive a new appointment.

The rest of the matter is all a land thing.

The wind blows across the sea, the waves turn, and the flags of the ships chatter.

DAI Lin. Proudmore recalls the first time he sailed as a child, and it made him feel very free.

Therefore, he calmed down like never before, and waited silently for the arrival of information.

An hour later, another sturdy sailor came running quickly.

"Your Majesty, the orcs have been found."

DAI Lin. Proudmoore's eyes lit up.

"Good, haha"

He laughed, then turned and ordered:

"Pass the direction down immediately, and all the players will attack!"

Kurlatis's fleet turned slowly, piercing the sea like an open bow and arrow, and swooped down on the right front.

At the same time, Orgrim also received a message from the Alliance Navy.

"Didn't I tell you to be cautious? How could it still be discovered! ”

Ogrim shuddered at the intel, slapping the table and yelling.

He had long expected that the alliance would prevent their return trip, so he had been preparing for a long time.

But after all, the difference in the ocean strength between the two is too great, and there is no way for the orcs to hide from the eyes of the alliance.

"Let a third of the ships be left to resist."

Orgrim's mind was in a hurry, and he gritted his teeth and made a decision:

"The rest of the troops broke through as fast as they could."

He decided to abandon some of the orcs to buy time for the army.

"Great Chief!"

In the cabin, the rest of the orc commanders looked at Orgrim in disbelief.

They had the impression that Orgrim was a hero, not the kind of orc who would abandon war and his companions.

"We have no choice."

Ogrim said bitterly:

"The navy of the alliance is stronger than ours."

"And, that damn Gul'dan has made us weak!!"

The current orcs simply don't have the ability to fight against the Alliance.

Orgrim never expected that Gul'dan would unleash a demonic aura that would weaken the entire tribe.

Although the orc warlock was dead, in the Broken Isles, Orgrim still used his rage to wipe out most of the orcs loyal to Gul'dan.

Of course, there were a few who ran away on the boat.

"I'll remember the troops left behind this time, they'll be the heroes of the orcs."

Orgrim continued, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the orc commanders, and no one resisted his decision again.

Immediately afterward, the order of the Great Chief of the Orcs was transmitted, and the ships carrying tens of thousands of orcs were used as meat shields and blocked the channel of Kurlatis.

These fearless ships caused considerable problems for Kurlatis, and even the orcs who fell into the water continued to hit the ships of the Alliance with their weapons, making the ships unstable, and the human navy had to turn more of its goals to fragmented ocean warfare.

"Don't be dragged back, the fleet in the rear goes around and pursues!"

DAI Lin. Proudmore issued such an order, but the effect was still limited.

The orc fleet of tens of thousands of people unexpectedly dragged 80% of the alliance's troops, and in addition to the combat damage of the ships, several ships were also damaged by the orc's weapon strike.

This made the Alliance's fleets that pursued the Horde even rarer, and the gains were few.

As a result, in this chase, the alliance was victorious, but most of the soldiers of the Horde escaped without any problems.

The only thing that makes Dalin. Fortunately, Proudmoore turned the course of Orgrim's course.

The Great Chief of the Orcs was forced to leave the area and land farther below, taking much longer.

This gave the Alliance time to occupy the Badlands and Scorching Canyons in a row.

(To be continued)