The miserable howls in the valley continued...

After absorbing a large amount of soul energy, the green vortex in mid-air became bigger and bigger. Under the erosion of the green evil light, the number of orc warriors that were left was directly reduced to less than 400, and this number is still decreasing.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Alliance, under the illumination of this evil light, were all ruddy and full of strength all over their bodies.

An Alliance soldier slashes his sword hard, killing an orc warrior. He found that the orc warriors who had been corrupted by the evil rays had become vulnerable, and he had broken down his opponent's defenses without even expending much strength.

Even Orgrim Doomhammer...

Orgrim Doomhammer only felt that his steps were getting heavier and heavier, and the power in his body was being frantically absorbed by the terrifying green evil.

Finally, after barely slowing down a few steps, Orgrim Doomhammer fell to his knees due to exhaustion, gasping for air. He even felt that he didn't even have the strength to hold the hammer of destruction.

"Ahh

Orgrim Doomhammer roared in the sky, intending to unleash a furious revival to break free from it. But the crimson glow only jumped on him for a few seconds before vanishing.

Orgrim Doomhammer only felt his body getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Are you going to fall here?

He was not reconciled!

At the last moment, many visions suddenly appeared in front of his eyes...

There's the abominable evil sorcerer Gul'dan, the Grum Hellroar who fights alongside him, and even the already dead Kilrog Deadeye and Red Black Hand.

Wait, this is!?

Orgrim Doomhammer's eyes widened suddenly.

In front of him, an orc leader wearing a frostwolf fur hat and a bronzed complexion appeared in front of him.

"Du... Durontan!?" Orgrim Doomhammer softly called out the name. Who is this vague orc in front of him who is not his childhood friend, the leader of the Frostwolf Clan, Durotan?

Familiar and vivid images appeared before Orgrim Doomhammer's eyes, making him feel as if he had returned to the time of Draenor.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Orgrim Doomhammer roared and grabbed his hand in anger, and all the illusions in front of him vanished.

The hammer of destruction slipped from his hand and fell heavily to the ground. After all, the great chief of the tribe fell to the ground due to physical exhaustion. His skin faded crimson after he passed out, and the terrifying barbs behind him retracted their edge.

Finally...

The only spiritual pillar of the Iron Tribe, has fallen!

As the duration of the spell came to an end, the green vortex in mid-air was gradually dissipating. And the nearby orc warriors were finally freed from the whirlpool of pain. The orcs watched in amazement as their leader turned into defeat at the moment of imminent victory.

The battle that followed, went unexpectedly smoothly...

Most of the remnants of the orcs witnessed the defeat of Orgrim Doomhammer, and the fall of the Chieftain sent them into chaos.

Faced with thousands of Alliance soldiers, many orc warriors began to flee. The rest of the orc warriors laid down their weapons and surrendered to the humans. Of course, there are some orcs who continue to resist stubbornly, but they lack leaders and are at a loss for what to do, and they are no match for the Alliance soldiers.

Uther was lifted to the orcs by a group of soldiers, his breath was a little weak, but at this moment, the alliance needed a leader to preside over the situation.

"Unload their weapons and gather them together!" Uther commanded calmly.

These invaders are escorted to Lordaeron and thrown into cold prisons. Despite their wickedness, Uther found that he could not do anything to the defenceless prisoners.

"Let's find out what's going on over there in Tulayan!" Uther thought for a moment, but sent a cavalry scout to the eastern front to inquire about the situation.

When the cavalryman received the order, he nodded, and rode his horse to the east, where he had to quickly rush to the eastern front to gather information.

After the order for the aftermath of the war was issued, Uther came to a corpse. This corpse once enjoyed great glory, overcoming obstacles and making great contributions to the rise of the Stormwind Kingdom!

Uther was angry at the change in Lothar, and even felt that he was unworthy of the name "Lion of Azeroth".

But after Lothar fought Orgrim Doomhammer alone, he became a true hero in Uther's heart!

"May the Light always be with you, my friend. He prayed in a low voice and touched Lothar's broken forehead with his fingers, his tears dripping to the ground and mixing with the blood of the dead Lothar, "You have earned a place in the Light, and the Light will welcome you into its affectionate embrace!"

Then, Uther waved his hand. An aura of light stretched out, enveloping Lothar's entire corpse, emitting a pure white glow. Under this white ray, Lothar's expression gradually relaxed, and began to become calm, even a little satisfied.

This dark cloud that shrouded the entire Eastern Kingdom was finally dispelled with the joint efforts of the Alliance!

"Victory!"

"Long live King Terenus!

Suddenly, I don't know who among the Alliance soldiers shouted. What followed was a tsunami of cheers that echoed throughout the valley and almost toppled the entire Alterac Valley!

Among them, some of them turned their eyes to the weak half-kneeling Xue Huan, after all, in their hearts, it was this little-known magician who really turned the tide of this battle.

In the war, strength is respected, and Xue Huan's image instantly grew taller in their hearts. As for any evil spells, sorry, these ordinary soldiers don't recognize them...

Feeling the cheers that shattered his eardrums around him, as well as the attention of these alliance soldiers, Xue Huan laughed from the bottom of his heart.

In this way, I am truly recognized...

All the generals involved in the battle were badly wounded. Among them, the mental power of the four paladins of Uther, Gavin Rade, Dasohan, and Tirio Fortin was seriously damaged, and they had to recuperate for at least 1 month or so before they could recover to their peak strength.

In this battle, Farrar and Arthas were the most seriously injured. Not only were their mental strength damaged, but even their bodies were severely damaged.

Fortunately, the royal physician of Lordaeron had already stockpiled various potions to deal with this difficulty. However, the fate of being in bed for more than 1 month, I'm afraid His Royal Highness the prince won't be able to escape...

After about an hour, the scouts who had gone to gather information finally returned, and he met directly with Uther under the guidance of Khadgar.

"The eastern front has been cleared, and General Tulayan has won a great victory!" the scout reported, "and some of the orcs, about 800 or so, have fled south through King Torbairn's line and along the Hills Bled Hills. ”

"Very well, let's go down!"

"Yes!"

After the debriefing, the scout retreated, and Uther smiled in relief. Ever since the war began, he had been frowning all day, and now he was finally able to put his mind at ease.

"Shall we continue to chase the fleeing orcs?" Khadgar walked over to Uther.

"Not for now. Uther waved his hand, and at the same time, he rubbed his forehead with his other hand, looking a little tired, "Leave these things to Thorbain, after all, this is his territory, isn't it?"

Khadgar nodded in agreement.

Khadgar then pointed to Orgrim Doomhammer, who had been tied up by the Five Flowers and escorted by a dozen Alliance soldiers, "So, what about that orc leader?"

"Let's take Lordaeron back for the time being.... Uther pondered for a while, and continued, "His status is very special, and he must be handed over to His Majesty Terenus personally!"

"So... What about the magician?" Khadgar hesitated, finally speaking his doubts.

Uther was stunned for a moment before he realized that Khadgar was referring to Xue Huan. He turned around and looked at Xue Huan, who was surrounded by the soldiers like stars and moons, "This... It's not easy to deal with!"

On the one hand, Xue Huan's identity is not tolerated by Lordaeron's laws. On the other hand, even if Lordaeron admits his identity, if Dalaran really wants to pursue it, as the side of Lordaeron who is at fault, he will naturally not be able to protect him.

In addition, Xue Huan became famous in this battle and became a hero of Lordaeron. If he were to be condemned so easily, it would inevitably provoke the indignation of Lordaeron's subjects.

Now that the situation is turbulent, the royal family needs to stabilize people's hearts, if this matter is not handled well at this moment, then it will inevitably affect the whole body.

"This matter should be left to His Majesty Terenus. Uther stroked his forehead, he really had a headache in the face of political matters.

He originally thought that the other party was a notorious necromancer, but after this battle, he reversed his opinion of Xue Huan, maybe he or even everyone blamed him wrongly...

Hearing this, Khadgar also nodded and said no more.

After the fierce battle, the valley gradually returned to calm, and from time to time the groans of some wounded human soldiers could be heard, and the roars of the prisoners.

The unconscious Arthas and the others were placed on the carriage, and after cleaning up the battlefield, tens of thousands of Alliance soldiers escorted hundreds of orc captives and slowly exited the Alterac Valley.

The dawn of the morning pierced through the leaves and sprinkled over the entire valley, and the fate of the entire human kingdom opened a new chapter...