Woo~~~Woo~~

The sound of a low and deep horn spread throughout the tribe, and the camps of the various clans were in turmoil and commotion at this moment.

"Draca, Draca, listen, protect our children, and if we are separated, go to Orgrim!"

Durotan quickly admonished his wife, and after a pause, he added.

"Remember, stay away from Gul'dan, the farther away the better!"

With that, Durotan strode out and jumped on the towering rock again.

"Frostwolf Clan!

All the clans had gathered in the square beneath the Dark Gate, their mood restless and full of war.

Woo~~~Woo~~Woo~~~~

The horn sounded again, and it was the signal for an all-out attack.

"Horde, charge!"

The roar of the Great Chief of the Black Hand was heard.

“Lok-tar ogar！”

An endless tide of orcs began to charge swiftly towards the Dark Gate.

Durotan led his Frostwolf Clan soldiers in a sea of charging people, desperately trying to restrain his own people to slow down.

"Draka, come here, don't rush too forward, be careful of the baby in your belly!"

Drakka is Durotan's wife and a fierce Frostwolf Orc.

Drakar heard her husband's call and reluctantly slowed her pace, and Durotan immediately chased after him and grabbed his wife.

"Listen to me, you follow the clansmen to slow down, I'll go over and take a look at the situation first!"

As the words fell, Durotan urged his Frostwolf Snow Song to speed up towards the Dark Gate.

The feeling of walking through the dark door was uncomfortable, like the strange feeling of a body being torn apart in an instant and healing in an instant.

Xue Ge under him couldn't stand steadily, rolled on the ground, and Du Longtan on his back was also thrown off and fell the ground, and a smell of earth came into his nose.

Durotan immediately stood up, gasping for air, as did most of the orcs of the various clans around him.

He looked at the environment, it was a swamp, how long had he not seen a swamp, how long had he not seen nature?

It seems that Gul'dan did not lie on this point, this world is indeed suitable for orcs to live.

In the dark portal behind him, armies of orcs are appearing one after another, stepping into this strange new world.

"Swamp! it's swamp, fertile land, hahahaha... ”

The cries of joy rang out from the orcs, who were pleased with the new world of life.

The team of the Frostwolf Clan finally stepped over, and Durotan saw at a glance that Drakar was in a bad state at the moment, and the feeling of passing through the Dark Gate made her extremely uncomfortable, and then she felt a cramping pain in her stomach.

She's going to give birth.

"Draka, relax, relax... I'll go find the shaman right now!" Durotan looked eagerly at his wife.

"Shaman? I don't think so. A low, hoarse voice came from behind Durotan, and Gul'dan walked slowly.

"This child, born in the New World, means a lot to the tribe, so I will personally bless this child. ”

As soon as Durotan tried to refuse, his wife's screams of pain disrupted his thoughts.

There was no time to go to the shaman.

Soon after, the chiefs of the various clans were summoned to the place by Gul'dan, who carried an orc baby in his hand.

"Behold, this is the first orc born in the new world, and he heralds the re-prosperity of the tribe, and now ... I will bless him, too, the Orcs of the New World, Gouyle!"

Gul'dan raised his other hand and slowly unleashed an infusion of evil energy at the baby, and the brown skin of the orc baby slowly turned green under the contamination of evil energy.

Durotan gritted his teeth and stared straight at Gul'dan, holding his wife without saying a word.

Hatred...

Gouyle, his own child, polluted by Gul'dan's evil powers, hatred...

Once again, the tribe settled.

They set up temporary camps in the Dark Swamps, where trees were crafted into houses and siege engines, and the fertile land was planted with various crops from the world of Draenor.

"Look at all this, Ogrim, don't you feel familiar?"

Durotan said to his old friend.

Orgrim nodded, "That's right, it's a world as fertile as Draenor, and we can be here... ”

"That's not the point, didn't you notice, Gul'dan's evil power is also affecting the land beneath our feet, the swamp is drying up! It won't be long before this place becomes a wasteland like the Tanaan Jungle!"

Orgrim fell silent.

"And then, when this world is destroyed by Gul'dan, where are we going to find another new world?"

"I don't know, old friend... Even if Gul'dan is wrong, we don't have enough power to stop him, do we? ”

Orgrim sighed and shook his head in reply.

Durotan stopped talking, as if thinking about something.

This time, the orc tribe is a great migration, and all the other orcs in Draenor's hometown have come to the world of Azeroth, except for the old and sick of the Maghan clan, as well as Naozu and his Shadowmoon clan in Shadowmoon Valley.

The predetermined fate has shifted a bit, and Grom Hellroar and his Warsong clan, which were supposed to appear only during the Second Orc War, have now come with the horde army.

There is no second time, the first battle is a decisive battle.

The Black Hand High Chief is giving orders for an all-out expansion, and the first vanguard troops have been dispatched, now advancing towards the Swamp of Sorrow and the Upwind Trail area next door.

They planned to head all the way south, through the upwind trail, to the northern part of the Elwyn Forest.

Stormwind, Stormwind Fortress.

At this moment, the king's hall has been transformed into a battle conference room, and on the table in the hall is a sand table model of the Eastern Kingdom continent, and the military staff officers and generals are gathering together in twos and threes at this moment, discussing the current situation in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, a small force of orcs has been found in the Red Ridge Mountain and the North Elwyn Forest area, and judging by the scale, it should be an advance scout. ”

King Ryan, who was sitting on the steps of the throne platform, had changed into a golden armor at this moment, and held a long sword carved with a lion's head in his hand.

"Got it, continue to investigate, and be sure to grasp the movements of the main force of the orcs. ”

"Why don't I take a trip?" I guess the main force of the tribe will most likely choose the North Elwyn Forest Defense District. Lothar, leaning against the sand table model, spoke.

Ryan immediately shook his head, "No, you're the Generalissimo, and it's not time for you to be the firefighter, so let's observe." ”

Wilderness West, Golden Beach region.

Two giant humanoid arcane golems stood silently, two white steam spews out from behind them, and began to slowly activate.

Because the anti-Golon combat unit burned too much money, only two of these were produced.

Just the special arcane crystal, which is used as a power energy source, can only drive the giant arcane golem to engage in high-intensity combat for a maximum of about an hour.

The cost of this special one-time energy crystal is as high as 10,000 gold coins, and the cost of a puppet is as high as 500,000 gold coins.

Therefore, this kind of money-burning goods that cost hundreds of gold coins at a moment's notice, even a big dog like the Night Elves felt extremely painful, and the goblin named Hesuo under the command of the Divine Venerable seemed to have created a cheaper, but equally effective engineering creation, so this anti-Golon arcane puppet was stopped after building two.

No, no, no, you upper-class elves can't afford to burn it if you don't take money.