Rumble!

The outer steel walls of Razor Ridge were firmly hit by an enchanted high-explosive cannonball, and the violent explosion was accompanied by the skyrocketing fire, blasting the steel wall into the sky with flying iron fragments and cracks visible to the naked eye.

"Surrender now and open the gates, or next time it will be more than just a cannon!"

An orc overseer, holding an arcane megaphone, yelled at the defenders in Razor Ridge and waved his hand for the artillery to begin reloading.

In the Razor Ridge fortress, after a short period of noise and confusion, the Kukaron soldiers quickly formed a formation, ran to the city wall, and returned fire with heavy machine guns erected at the head of the city and muskets in their hands, and the mortars on the head of the city also began to adjust their direction and firing direction, obviously not ready to surrender Kaesong obediently.

There was also a loud roar in the sky, and the Dragonthroat Clan Air Force Cavalry, loyal to the Grand Chief of Garrosh, drove the armored Progenitor Dragon Mounts under their crotches into battle.

These Ancestral Dragons were bred from dragon eggs scavenged by the Tribal Expeditionary Force during the expedition to Northrend.

The Dragonmaw Grand Overseer Zaire, a strong orc who is an ardent supporter of Garrosh and a stalwart of the Orc Radicals, is an extreme adherent of the Orthodox Tribal Idea.

And in recognition of her loyalty, Garrosh gave Zaira the most special Ancestral Dragon Egg, which was the only one left in the world, with the direct bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon Father Galaclon.

After the baby dragon hatched, Zaira named her powerful companion Galacas.

The Dragonthroat Clan's ancestors dragoons copied the equipment pattern and style of the Black Dragoons of the Iron Tribe, and they also installed a heavy machine gun or rapid-fire cannon on the dragon's back, and the dragon's body was filled with high-explosive shells on both sides.

On the dragon's buttocks, on either side of the base of the tail, the goblin engineers of the Rusty Water Chaebol installed a pair of cylindrical flamethrower boosters.

At this moment, the dragoons of the Dragonthroat Clan roared towards the rebels' positions, intending to start their bombardment and destroy the rebels' artillery units.

"Zurkin, it's your turn!"

Standing on the command platform, Thrall immediately saw the enemy air force flying in the sky in the direction of Razor Ridge, and then turned his head and nodded to Woking behind him, who did not hesitate, and immediately yelled at Zurkin, who was waiting behind the position.

"Amani, attack! Give those Garrosh lackeys a taste of our awesomeness!"

A loud bird chirp was heard, and then everyone saw a giant eagle flowing with the power of violent thunder soaring into the sky.

The eagle god Ekirsun, one of the five voodoo high priests that Zurkin brought with him to defect to the new tribe.

They have also absorbed the power and essence of the Loa animal gods that have been worshiped by their own clan for generations, and the Zandalar trolls have always been unkind to the Amani trolls who sacrifice to the Loa gods, believing them to be a group of radical madmen.

Then, another flame roared, and a huge red dragon eagle followed closely behind, flying into the sky to meet the enemy, he was the dragon eagle priest Gayalai.

The rebels' artillery units increased their artillery coverage, concentrating their main fire on the steel walls, which had produced numerous cracks.

The shaman's elemental totems and the voodoo totems of the troll witch doctors were at the forefront of the position, and the warriors blessed with the shield of the earth were ready to charge as soon as the walls were breached.

"I have a lot of new tricks, to become a bear... ”

Zurgin's somewhat obscene voice came, and then his body twisted, transforming into an incomparably large giant bear with the help of the essence of the Loa animal god.

Then, he took the bear priest Narolak, who had also long since turned into a giant bear, and rushed forward against the fire of the Kukaron soldiers at the head of the city.

The bodies of the two giant bears were surrounded by an incomparably rich earthy yellow earth shield, and the shaman and the witch doctor immediately blessed the two vanguards with various defensive spells.

The two giant bears charged faster and faster, and they launched a charge towards the Cracked Wall, intending to use their terrifying brute force to directly destroy the Cracked Wall.

The Kukaron soldiers at the head of the city also sensed the enemy's intentions, but there was nothing they could do about it, the defense of the two giant bears was too high, and the bullets and spells did little damage to them, not enough to slow down their charge.

With a loud bang, the two giant bears slammed into the cracked wall.

Accompanied by continuous and precise bombardment by artillery fire, this section of steel wall was no longer overwhelmed, and then collapsed with a bang.

The tortoise shell of the Razor Ridge military fort is finally broken.

The main ground force of the rebel army, which had been waiting for a long time, suddenly let out a burst of angry roars and began to charge collectively.

The greatest obstacle to Orgrimmar is about to disappear, and the time to confront Garrosh is drawing nearer.

On the command platform at the rear of the front, Thrall's attention was completely off Razor Ridge Fortress, and he was listening to the report of the tribal ambassadors who had rushed back urgently.

Having received an elite education from a human aristocracy since childhood, you have to admit that Blackmore taught Thrall very well, not only with the bravery and glory of orcs, but also with the political manipulation of humans.

War is never just about killing, it's another extreme extension of political antagonism, and it's also the most effective.

As early as the beginning of the official outbreak of the tribal civil war, Thrall ordered all the ambassadors who chose to be loyal to the rebels to carry out diplomatic activities, the world is very big, there are many rules of the game, if the operation is good, the tribal civil war can end early.

"With the Minotaur Brothers' lobbying, the Council of the Eternal Night Prime Ministers of the Night Empire has stated that it will seriously consider sending troops to help in the war, and the elves can declare at any time that they no longer recognize the tribe ruled by Garrosh, and fully support the rebels in re-electing the Grand Chief. ”

"The same is true of the Coalition, who are extremely unhappy with Garrosh's political claims, and the King of Humanity has stated that if you continue to be the Grand Chief of the Tribe, then the Coalition will consider sending troops to help. ”

Thrall nodded, but did not say anything, he was indeed not very enthusiastic about the position of the great chief of the tribe, and as the guardian of the earth, he still had other important things to do.

"The trolls of Zandalar have sent in to inquire if they need military assistance, and they are at the mercy of all orders from the Provisional High Chief, and are ready to send a full golden fleet to blockade any port docks that are still under Garrosh's control. ”

Thrall nodded again, and motioned for the ambassador in Zendalar to reply to King Rastaha and send out the fleet.

The outcome of this civil war was actually predestined from the very beginning.