Chapter 870: The Minor Battle After the Great War

As the saying goes, hope always comes unexpectedly.

Just when the evil orc buddies of the Hellfire Fortress were crying out to their grandmother, the elder brother Gul'dan from the main timeline appeared, and he came with the powerful Dawn Army, like a group of cute evil angels, to take their dogs' lives on the colorful auspicious clouds.

Ahem, I'm here to recruit them.

Kilrog was arrogant at that time, pushing the golden mountain and kneeling down like a jade pillar.

"Big brother, take us away! Give us something to eat! Now I can't live this day!"

There is no harm if there is no comparison, look at what kind of bird Gul'dan is on your side, and then look at what Gul'dan from the world of Azeroth looks like, it is not difficult to choose at all!

The mysteriously missing Gul'dan and his Shadow Council are loyal doglegs of the Burning Legion, and under his command are a group of demonic little lords sent out by the Legion on business, and the rest are orc warlocks and low-level demons, properly foreign-controlled puppet companies.

And Gul'dan in the world of Azeroth, he can be regarded as having a heavy army, and there are many high-level demons under his command, and he can't hide the fluctuations of his evil energy that is rich and explosive, and he is a high-ranking and old cadre in the system.

Even the two-headed ogre Gugar who followed behind him was countless times stronger than the Gugar on his side, right?

All in all, although this Gul'dan in front of him is also a loyal dogleg of the Dark Titan, he is at least better than another Guldan, at least he won't run away!

"Kilrog Dead Eyes, Tsk Tsk... It's a real disappointment for me that your parallel world, like the main timeline, is that the other I'm a waste, and the other tribe is a waste. ”

Gul'dan crutched his massive staff, with its four skulls, unhurriedly traversed the interior of the Hellfire Fortress, dark green flames burning from the shoulder armor on either side of the long spikes.

The leaders who came to inspect criticized it, and Brother Kilrog didn't know how to talk, so he could only giggle awkwardly.

Arriving in the area where the evil energy corrupted the Draenei, a roar followed.

"Gul'dan of another world! If you dare to trespass into the holy land of my Socresa, you will die... ”

Before Socresa could finish speaking, his soul involuntarily floated out of the giant evil Oginny golem, and Gul'dan raised his staff slightly, releasing a chain of evil energy, forcing Socresa close to him.

"You should be glad that if it were another you today, I promise that your wretched soul would not die so soon ... And I, on the other hand, have no interest in torturing ants like you, you half-draenei, half-Ereda hybrid bastard. ”

With that, Gul'dan slammed his staff to the ground, and the spirit-state Socresa suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the dark green evil flames instantly enveloped him, scorching his soul.

"Alright, Kilrog, you've never been very smart, so I'll just say simply, okay, now you have two options, the first ... The Blood Ring Clan, as well as all the orcs in this fortress, will be selected by both the Legion of Dawn and the Iron Tribe, yes... You'll be completely divided, second ... ”

"I choose first, needless to say second, I don't have any opinion!"

Brother Kilrog didn't wait for Gul'dan to finish speaking, and he immediately made a statement.

Nonsense, what is the second option, think about it with your ass.

Anyway, no one wants to continue to fight now, first from the evil orc tribe this crazy black car after successfully jumping out of the car, let's think about the rest, if you can't jump, everyone will have to finish the calf, what to talk about later.

A few days later, the Hellfire Fortress surrendered in full, opening its gates and ceasing all acts of resistance.

The short-lived Orc tribe was officially disbanded, and a group of Draenei, the evil corrupted draenei under the original Socresa, also surrendered and disbanded, waiting for the subsequent redistribution of employment.

At this point, the parallel regions of the world can be regarded as officially divided and colonized.

The Night Empire controls all of the Tanaan Jungle and one-half of the Tarador region, the New Horde controls all of Frostfire Ridge, the Alliance controls all of Shadowmoon Valley, and the Northern Alliance guards all of their Farlanon Plains.

Although the Gorlund region is still in turmoil, the Blackstone Foundry, the stronghold of its greatest enemy, has been breached, and the Black Hand has overloaded his precious furnace in grief and anger, and the entire foundry has been burned to the ground, which has now been reduced to an active volcanic magma pool.

Without the largest military power of the orthodox tribe, although the remaining Margolon giants and the progenitor thorn beasts are extremely strong individually, Shan Ye can't make any waves, since Gorrond was classified as a public neutral area, all kinds of faction forces in the world of Azeroth have poured in, which is also doomed to the end of those local racial forces.

If you don't cooperate, you'll die.

Needless to say, the Warsong Clan is in the last desperate struggle, the expeditionary forces of the New Tribes and the Shaohao Dynasty are pressing forward step by step, and the deadly rope around the neck is tightening more and more, except for the last stronghold, Iron Fist Harbor, the rest of the Nagrand Prairie has fallen.

The only variable is in the Tarador region, the Lightforge Inquisitors entrenched in Shattrath City have the support of the Holy Light Legion and Naru, so they have always belonged to the stones in the pit, smelly and hard, and they can't listen to people.

There have been a number of skirmishes between the Lightcast Inquisitors and the Soul Binders of Oakington, with the two sides setting up a number of barricades on the border between the two cities, turning the United City Cluster into a street battleground.

But fortunately, both sides are more restrained, except for providing military supplies and weapons and equipment support, the Night Empire did not personally fight, not to mention the old Titan rogue Sarodar, who has now rolled back to the eternal night palace, the lair of the world of Azeroth, to continue to paralyze and mess around, and let him appear again, which is even more difficult than the anal kobold.

The Legion of Light did not send Naru to fight in person, both sides seemed to be preparing to fight a war between proxies, as the first military contact, this method of proxy war was unconsciously the most appropriate, and it was also relatively easy to end, and the situation was under control.

The Night Empire has not yet decided whether to completely turn the other cheek with the Holy Light Legion, and the Holy Light Legion is also observing the specific attitude of the Night Empire, so it is tacitly so, just fight first, and watch while fighting.