Orgrimmar, an underground fortress.

General Nazgorin, who was guarding the main road at the checkpoint, looked calm, and he stood there with his battle axe in his hand, listening to the eager words of the Kukaron scouts who rushed in from time to time to report to him on the situation at the front, and the increasingly imminent shouts of killing.

The Horde Rebels have broken through the outer areas of the underground fortress, and the defenders have fallen to their deaths, and the rebels are now marching towards the middle area they are guarding.

The passage gate behind General Nazgorin was the only entrance to the lowest core, with Garrosh and his closest troops underneath.

The Kukalon troops could no longer hold on, and no one doubted this.

It's not just that there is a huge disparity in the military strength of the two sides, this gap can't be made up even if you count your personal strength, you are not a Titan, no matter how powerful you are, you can't open a matchless, and you can't deal with a whole army.

On top of that, some undesirable thoughts had begun to arise within the Kukaron soldiers, which were even more serious than the enemy's attack.

The leaders on the opposite side are Thrall, Durotan, Orgrim, and King Sarufar, which is enough to tell.

Finally, the Kukaron soldiers of Garrosh belong to the radical faction, which is true, but it is precisely because they are radicals, and their hearts are full of great tribalism, glorious orthodox tribalism, so they have more respect for these orcs than ordinary people.

Since the tribe is still an orc-dominated tribe, and since the power of the orcs will not be fundamentally affected, what is the point of continuing to put up futile resistance in a doomed civil war?

General Nazgorin did not say anything in the face of the unstable mental factors that began to appear within the troops, he just continued to fulfill his duties, continued to stick to his loyalty, and continued this battle that was bound to be lost.

Because he can't blame the ordinary soldiers, because this is a civil war with no right or wrong, and those ordinary soldiers are innocent, how can you impose Garrosh's war crimes on them, they didn't force Garrosh to plunder and merge the heart of Asha.

Then again, if this civil war wants to be turned around, now it can only be pinned on Grand Chief Garrosh himself, I heard that in the deepest part of the fortress, the Great Chief is using the heart power he can currently control, and has begun to transform and sublimate a group of generals and soldiers who are loyal to him.

To put it bluntly, it is infused with twilight energy, which makes the orcs twist into a huge and powerful monster.

Originally, Garrosh chose General Nazgorin as the first orc to receive the infusion of power, but Nazgorin, a stubborn veteran, immediately refused.

Although he is loyal, he also has his own bottom line, a qualified orc warrior should never rely on that external force.

Honor, loyalty, bravery, the sharp axe in one's hand and the armor on one's body, these are the fundamentals, these are the abilities that you can really rely on, not try to rely on some external force from the ancient gods.

Garrosh didn't press too much, but asked Nazgorin to guard the passage in the middle of the fortress, and the Kukaron soldiers who followed him were all orcs who didn't want to be infused with Twilight's power, and some changes could be seen from this alone.

Nazgorin himself knew very well that the Grand Chief had excluded himself from the inner circle, and that he no longer saw himself as a descendant whom he could fully trust

But it doesn't matter anymore, as long as you have everything you insist on in your heart.

Half a day or so passed, and the sound of battle from the upper floors of the fortress was getting closer and closer, like a death knell, and the slightly fragile minds of those who listened to the pressure of the enemy's approaching were already collapsing.

The heavy tunnel iron door was slammed open from the outside in, and flew backwards under the impact of the arcane torrent.

Gamor took the lead, charging in with a giant axe glowing with dark golden energy, and a charge knocked down the nearest Kukaron soldiers in front of him.

General Nazgorin stood directly in front of the gate leading to the underground core, sighed softly, and clenched the axe in his hand.

It's finally here, the warriors of the tribe, they're here after all.

The few dozen remaining Kukaron soldiers quickly retracted the defensive line, and they gathered around their generals, looking determined, ready for the final stop.

A group of apprentice warriors in the process of training looked at each other before joining the last line of defense surrounded by the Legion of Resistance, clutching the unbladed battle axes they had used for training.

At this moment, they are not fighting for Garrosh or for the Horde, they are only fighting for their own glory and the dignity of their warriors, which is the important idea that Nazgorin most often tells them.

They respected their general, they spit on the twilight energy of the Great Chief, they didn't know anything about the advanced magic and the power of the Elder Gods.

They are warriors, heaven on the left, warriors on the right.

General Nazgrin did not give any orders, he just calmly watched as the Horde rebels continued to pour into the wide underground hall, waiting on the opposite side, and they did not attack either.

Ah, there is also a small group of elite troops of the Alliance, judging from the armor style, it is the royal court guard of the Storm Kingdom, absolutely elite.

"Do you know how many flaws there are in your front, if you are facing the same number of enemies, then your current formation is completely unable to exert the combat power it should have, and if King Sarufar is here, he will definitely kick your ass. ”

Hearing General Nazgorin's words, the rebel soldiers smiled awkwardly, then nodded and gave a chest-beating salute.

The rebel bosses had not yet arrived, so the atmosphere in the underground hall was not so solemn at the moment, and General Nazgorin began to conduct a wartime lesson for the rebel soldiers, directing them to regroup.

It was probably the last thing he could do for the tribe.

"Surrender, General, you don't deserve to die here, we all know you're not like Garrosh. ”

Listening to the almost pleading words of the rebel soldiers, General Nazgorin did not answer anything, but slapped the young soldier on the shoulder with such force that he shook the soldier directly, but he immediately straightened his body again.

"If you were me, you were the Great Overseer trusted by the Great Chief, and you carried on your shoulders the mission and mission that the Horde had given you, what would you do, would you choose to throw away your weapons and surrender?"

The rebel soldiers did not answer, they already knew the final answer.

But they're still running away from the problem, they're still saying the same thing.

"General, surrender, don't die here. ”