In the early morning, a ray of warm sunlight sprinkled on the square of Nanhai Town.

It was one of the richest towns south of the hills of Hillsbrad, but now it was scorched by the iron heels of the orc troops. With collapsed houses and rotting corpses, this once-beautiful town is now filled with the smell of decay and death.

In the ruins, a group of orc warriors are busy carrying goods. And next to the harbor, several huge ships are docked there.

At this time, Gul'dan was on top of an abandoned bell tower. The dark gray cloak covered his skin like withered bark. He hunched over and looked at every orc warrior in the center of the square with his strange eyes that glowed green.

Two days, two whole days.

He and the Tyranny Clan and the Twilight Hammer Clan under his command had been in this disgusting place for two full days.

He wasn't worried that his betrayal would lead to revenge from Orgrim Doomhammer, but he was concerned about when he would be able to set out in search of what was left of Sargeras's mighty power.

He couldn't wait......

"Lord Gul'dan, we're almost ready. ”

Just as Gul'dhan's thoughts drifted to the tomb of Sargeras in the distance, a deep voice pulled him back.

"Very well, you should be glad that you did it just when I was thinking about burning you with sacrificial fire, Draxul. Gul'dan turned, his vicious eyes locked on the orc wizard named Draxul.

Feeling Gul'dan's anger, the sweat on Draxul's forehead flowed out at once, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trembled and said, "Gu... Lord Guldan, it's not that the soldiers don't do their best, it's that there are too many goods and baggage, and we have too few men..."

Another thing he didn't say was that when the main force of the orcs captured Nanhai Town, they burned most of the ships. It took him two days and a lot of effort to get the ships from other ports.

"No need to explain—" Gul'dan interrupted Draxul with a wave of his hand, he didn't want to hear any more reasons.

With that, Gul'dan took his staff and walked straight towards the staircase...

"But Lord Gul'dan, Kogar hasn't come back yet—" Draxur hesitated for a moment, but said the matter anyway.

"What!?"

Hearing this, Gul'dan pinched the staff in his hand and "gurgle", and he finally couldn't hold back his anger and roared: "Where did that stupid guy run away again?"

Taken aback by Gul'dan's roar, Draxul replied tremblingly, "He... He said he was going to a nearby cave to gather more ogre companions..."

"When did you leave?"

"Just last night..."

"That idiot!" Gul'dan scolded. But without the ogres led by Kogar, his tyrannical clan alone may not be able to deal with the demons in the tomb of Sargeras.

Thinking of this, Gul'dan slammed his staff hard and said angrily to Draxul, "Go down first, remember, if that fool doesn't come back before noon, then we'll pull anchor and set sail!"

"Yes—" Draxul bowed.

With Draxul gone, Gul'dan fell back into thoughts. He couldn't help but think back to the prophecy he had made last night......

At that time, he only wanted to use the ancient divination spell to predict the situation in the tomb of Sargeras. Unexpectedly, he saw a terrible prophecy about himself.

In the prophecy scene, he sees himself being killed by a human teenager. And the black-haired boy with the staff in his hand used the same evil magic as him to burn him to the ground. Eventually, his body exploded and turned into dust......

This is one of the reasons why he is so anxious and wants to get out of here quickly.

Thinking of this, Gul'dan shook his head angrily, banishing those scenes from his mind. He is confident that he will be able to find the tomb of Sargeras, inherit the ancient and powerful dark power, and finally become the ruler of this world!

Thinking that the mighty power of darkness was about to be put to his advantage, Gul'dan grinned and laughed evilly......

Woo~

While Gul'dan was immersed in lewdness, there was a trumpet sound from under the bell tower.

Hearing the sound of the horn that belonged to the orcs, Gul'dan suddenly came to his senses. He leaned out with great difficulty and roared under the bell tower, "What's the matter?"

In the square, many orc warriors who heard the sound of trumpets threw away their goods and hurriedly searched for their weapons and armor. For a while, the well-trained orc troops on weekdays became a mess......

"Ancient... Lord Gul'dan, the human forces are coming from the northwest!" replied a panicked orc warrior with his head raised.

What the?

Hearing this, Gul'dan hurriedly moved his gaze to the northwest. I saw a large number of stubborn human cavalry appear on the horizon, they rode on tall war horses, and stood with their heads held high. And the blue and white flags fluttering behind them were familiar to Gul'dan......

"Lordaeron..."

Gul'dan muttered the name. That's the human kingdom that Ogrim's idiot wants to conquer!

Furious, he didn't want to know how those damn human cavalry had crossed Orgrim's army to get here. But he only knew that even if the other party had a large army, it was just a sacrifice under his evil magic!

Thinking of this, Gul'dan's eyes glowed green, and he laughed wickedly, wrinkled together with his dead tree-like skin.

"Don't panic, fools!"

Gul'dan roared at the orc warriors in the square, his angry roar sparking the nerves of every orc. Suddenly, the panicked orc warriors calmed down as if they had found their backbone.

"Good!"

Seeing the orc warriors freed from the chaos begin to form a formation to meet the enemy under the leadership of Draxul, Gul'dan smiled with satisfaction. Although he can't count on these fools who can only fight with brute force, a group of loyal puppets is also what he needs.

"Draksur...", Gul'dan leaned out with difficulty, and asked in a loud voice at Draksur in the square, "how many of those human cavalry are there?"

"Newspaper... Report to Lord Gul'dan. Hearing the shout, Draxul turned his head and reported loudly to Gul'dan on top of the bell tower: "According to the report of the scouts ahead, the enemy should have six or seven hundred men, and all of them are cavalry!"

Six or seven hundred...

Gul'dan laughed, his eagle eyes glowing green under his dark cloak......

"It's time for those ignorant mortals to fall under their own power!"