When the Dark Gate glowed a miserable green light again, it took less than an hour for the entire Stormwind Kingdom to react. Once again, terrifying evil energy surged out. Without Medivan's help, Gul'dan single-handedly opened the Dark Gate. Obviously, he has received extraordinary benefits from his master.

The dark door is fully opened. Countless orc soldiers poured out the moment the gate opened.

Dulongtan, the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan, was a little hesitant. As an intelligent being, he instinctively resents evil powers. But more than two-thirds of the warriors of the entire tribe have been infected with evil energy and have become green-skinned warriors. The current primitive orcs are already in the minority.

"You seem to be hesitant, it's not like you, my husband." Draka said behind him. It is nine months pregnant, and its belly is very conspicuous. But Ren Ran did not shy away from moving around.

"I don't know why, I have a sense of foreboding. It's not hesitation, it's a warrior's intuition. ”

"Then don't go, you are the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan, you can decide your own actions. Even Gul'dan can't force you. ”

"I'm afraid not this time. If we don't want to cause a civil war, we have to go. The black hand has become more and more tough. At this time period, he can't be excused. The Frostwolf Clan is not afraid of any challenge, but on the eve of the Great War, I can endure it. You stay here, I'll go over and have a look, and when I'm sure it's safe, you're in the past. ”

"No, my hero. I will be with you, I am a warrior of the Frostwolf Clan, and I am not afraid of any battle. ”

Duron opened his mouth, trying to persuade him. But he knew that Draqa was not the kind of person who could persuade with words.

"Then follow me, Gul'dan is watching us. Let's go. Frostwolf Clan, attack. ”

A group of flesh-skinned orcs infiltrated the orc army and stormed the Dark Gate.

A green color not seen in a long time appeared in front of Durotan's eyes. Jungles, meadows, birds. Those long-lost scenes suddenly came into view. 'What a beautiful world' was Durotan's first thought. But the next second, a sharp whistling sound reached his ears.

Durotan looked up and saw a flaming fireball falling from the sky. He subconsciously hugged his wife beside him and rolled to the ground, avoiding the attack range of the fireball as much as possible. A violent explosion rang out, followed by a shock wave mixed with flames.

Flames, dirt, blood, and stumps filled Durontan's vision. More than a dozen fireballs fell among the orcs. The vanguard was the first to receive a fatal blow. But a steady stream of orcs poured out of the Dark Gate, quickly filling the void and beginning to spread in all directions.

A group of wolf cavalry crossed the vanguard of the orcs and quickly rushed into the dense forest. In a few breaths, the sound of fighting came from the dense forest. Hordes of ogres also broke through the dark gates. These savage creatures who have taken refuge in the orcs pose a deadly threat to human soldiers. Armed with a variety of heavy weapons, they rampage through the forest. It quickly threatened the formation in the dense forest.

Bows and arrows, incendiary grenades, throwing spears, covered by all sorts of long-range fire, the orcs still managed to force their footing. And quickly organized a formation and began to advance deep into the dense forest. At the same time, a green shockwave shot out from the dark door. Hit the surrounding forest.

Suddenly, all life withered away rapidly in a way that was visible to the naked eye. Trees, meadows, and the animals that inhabit the jungle, and even human soldiers, were taken away in an instant. An old orc hunched slowly walked out of the dark door. Gul'dan, here it is.

"Come on, my warriors, go and tear them apart."

The withering of the trees has greatly exposed the human soldiers hiding in the forest. The war finally entered its most brutal phase.

"Line up." With a shout from a certain commander. A large number of soldiers quickly stepped forward. Countless heavy shields, stacked layer upon layer. A shield wall was quickly formed. Immediately after, a dense muzzle of a gun penetrated deep into the reserved hollow.

"Ready, put."

The sound of a dense explosion of gunpowder rang out. The wolf cavalry vanguard at the front fell to the ground one after another. After a round, the wolf cavalry quickly counterattacked. They have some knowledge of this weapon. Know that this is the best time to attack. However, another round of gunfire rang out, followed by another......

For the first time, the new six-shot revolver showed its powerful suppressive power. But the next moment, a group of tall ogres appeared in front of the human soldiers. Most desperately, they are also armed with a huge shield made of giant logs.

The musket is not low, but when it penetrates a giant tree of nearly twenty centimeters, it can no longer cause damage to ogres.

"When will the increase be available?"

"The Griffin Knights have set out. Arrived in a quarter of an hour. ”

"Everyone, draw your sword. Remember what is behind you, and make our home. So, fight to the death. ”

Durotan felt a little uncomfortable facing the scene in front of him. He is the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan. He was not afraid of war or blood. He cared about the withered grass and trees. That reminded him of Draenor, who was already dead. Now the world is about to suffer the same fate. If that's the case, what's the point of us having this war. Durotan kept asking himself in his mind, and a vague thought appeared in his mind.

"Perhaps, this is not a war for our orcs."

He glanced at Gul'dan from afar. I saw that he was casting a spell with his eyes closed, maintaining the dark door. Beside him, there were people who kept talking about some dry corpses being taken away. Then some slaves were sent to his eyes. That's some draenei, half-orcs, even orcs who have made mistakes. Gul'dan constantly extracts their life force to sustain the Dark Gate. The terrible screams were particularly piercing in the flames of war.

On the battlefield, a tall figure armed with a giant warhammer leaped out of the crowd of beasts. The furious hammer knocked the shield wall directly into a gap. The hand-to-hand battle has finally arrived. Orgrim, the hammer of destruction, the legendary warrior of the orc race. The future Great Chief of the Horde. The blow broke through the human soldiers' defenses, and the odds began to tilt in favor of the orcs.

And at this moment, human reinforcements have also arrived. A shadow obscured the sky, and with a piercing chirp, the griffon army finally reached the battlefield.

But at the same time, another force began to spread on the battlefield. Not far away, Lin Xuan, who had been secretly observing the battle situation, only felt a shock and coldness all over his body. It was a pure dark, evil, twisted, icy aura.

Although it was the first time to face each other, it only took Lin Xuan less than a second to decide. It was an evil power that was pure to the extreme, a power that only the Burning Legion itself, a demon from the Void Twist.